The obedient beauty is targeted by the bad guys again [Quick Wear]

"Junior brother, today is the sect's general election, do you want to go?"

Su Wen stood under the peach tree, looked up at the person on the peach tree and asked.

At this time, Mu Yan was half-lying barefoot on the peach tree, wearing a white robe with his sleeves fluttering in the wind.

His eyes were slightly closed, as if he was taking a nap.

Hearing Su Wen's voice, he slowly opened his eyes, with a hint of sleepiness, looked at Su Wen under the tree, and asked softly, "Brother, what did you say?"

Mu Yan's voice was soft, with a bit of laziness and naivety, as if he was acting coquettishly to Su Wen.

Su Wen looked at the young man on the tree. His sparkling eyes were slightly narrowed, his rosy and plump lips were gently pouting, and there was a faint blush on his fair and tender cheeks. He looked particularly attractive.

Su Wen's eyes gradually became dark, and a strange feeling surged in his heart.

"Yanyan, the sect election has already begun, do you want to go?" Su Wen repeated again.

When Mu Yan heard the words "sect election", he immediately came to his senses.

He remembered that he had an important task today - to select a disciple.

The original owner's wish was not to repeat the same mistake, so he would never choose the charming protagonist as his disciple.

Besides, he still remembered that Murong Anan bullied his Murong Nianbai.

"Go."

Mu Yan replied.

After saying that, he leaped down from the peach tree and fell into Su Wen's arms.

Su Wen hugged Mu Yan tightly, feeling the softness in his arms, and suddenly felt reluctant to let go.

He looked down at Mu Yan, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a doting smile.

Mu Yan looked up at Su Wen with a bright smile on his face. He said softly, "Thank you, Senior Brother. Senior Brother, you can put me down now."

Mu Yan felt it was a bit strange to be hugged by Su Wen like this.

Su Wen looked at Mu Yan's bare feet and did not put Mu Yan down. Instead, she carried him into the house.

Before Mu Yan had time to react, he found himself being carried into the house by Su Wen.

"Yan... Junior Brother, put on your shoes."

As she spoke, Su Wen carefully placed Mu Yan on the bed, then squatted down, gently held Mu Yan's little feet, and tenderly helped him put on his shoes.

Soon, Su Wen put on his shoes, and Mu Yan said softly:

"Thank you, senior brother."

Su Wen twisted his fingers, his mind full of the delicate touch just now. He walked out and said, "Well, let's go. The elders should be waiting anxiously."

After Su Wen walked out of the room, he took a deep breath and tried to calm his inner turmoil.

Because Mu Yan is the disciple of Venerable Qingyang, and Venerable Qingyang is in seclusion, Mu Yan can only go to the sect election on behalf of Venerable Qingyang.

However, it doesn’t matter even if Mu Yan doesn’t want to go. No one dares to force Mu Yan.

"Let's go."

Mu Yan straightened his clothes, put on his mask, then walked out and stood beside Su Wen and said.

Su Wen saw the mask on Mu Yan's face and didn't ask any further questions.

Yanyan should really wear a mask.

The two of them soon arrived at the main hall. At this time, the sect election had already begun. All the elders and the head of the sect were in the main hall, observing the performance of those participating in the election through the water mirror.

"Meet the Master and all the elders."

"Meet the headmaster and the elders."

The two men came in and bowed.

The head of the sect saw the two and said, "Come, you two, take a look and see if there is anyone suitable. You have also reached the stage where you can choose a disciple."

Hearing the words of the headmaster, Mu Yan and Su Wen walked over.

The sect election requires passing several tests, and each test is set by each elder.

Because Mu Yan and Su Wen arrived a little late, someone had already reached the last level.

Mu Yan felt very relieved when he saw those who made it to the last level.

I didn’t expect Murong Nianbai to be so powerful.

Mu Yan didn’t know what the last level was, but when he saw Murong Nianbai in the water mirror, he felt that Murong Nianbai was very strange at this moment.

Murong Nianbai stared ahead with a grim gaze, his eyes filled with brutality.

"Mu Yan" walked towards Murong Nianbai step by step, with a gentle smile on his face, and said: "Nianbai, why don't you come to see me? I really miss you."

However, Murong Nianbai was not moved at all. He looked at the person in front of him cruelly.

Suddenly, Murong Nianbai raised the sword in his hand and stabbed it straight into the abdomen of "Mu Yan".

"Mu Yan" widened his eyes and looked at the sword tip that pierced his body with disbelief.

"You...how is that possible?"

Murong Nianbai drew out his sword without hesitation and stabbed it again with force. There was a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes, and he said coldly:

"How dare you, how dare you become like him!"

"Mu Yan's" figure gradually dissipated and turned into countless points of light that disappeared into the air.

Murong Nianbai stood there quietly, watching all this with an expressionless face.

Although he appeared calm on the surface, his hand tightly gripping the hilt of the sword revealed the turmoil in his heart.

As "Mu Yan" dissipated, the surrounding scenes began to slowly dissipate, and Murong Nianbai finally saw the main gate not far away.

He silently put away his sword and walked steadily towards the main gate.

At the door, the disciples responsible for welcoming us had been waiting for a long time.

The disciple looked at Murong Nianbai who came in with a look of disbelief. What kind of devil was this? He actually passed the level so quickly.

The disciple didn't react until the jade token in his hand was taken away by the other party.

He quickly stepped forward and said enthusiastically, "This way, please!"

Murong Nianbai followed the disciple to the main hall of Tianyuan Sect.

Su Wen noticed the change in his junior fellow apprentice's expression, and his eyes revealed an indescribable joy.

Su Wen's heart moved, and he couldn't help but think of the mortal friend that his junior brother had once mentioned.

He secretly wondered if this person was his junior fellow apprentice's mortal friend.

He silently observed the people who came in.

After Murong Nianbai, several hours passed before the second person successfully passed the level.

And this person is none other than the much-anticipated and charming protagonist - Murong An'an.

There were many people who came to participate in the Tianyuan Sect's election this time, but more than half of them were eliminated.

Only those who have successfully passed the level can wait for the apprenticeship ceremony to begin.

Of course, most people come here with the hope of becoming a disciple of Venerable Qingyang.

Even though they knew that Master Qingyang would not easily accept disciples, they still wanted to try their luck.

Even if they cannot become disciples of Master Qingyang, being able to enter the Tianyuan Sect is a great honor and opportunity for them.

When Murong Nianbai walked into the main hall, he immediately felt a pair of burning gazes fixed on him.

He subconsciously raised his head and followed the line of sight, and instantly met a pair of eyes that could not be more familiar.

Murong Nianbai's heartbeat involuntarily slowed down for a beat, and he clenched his fists nervously.