The waste she became the first array mage

Xia Yanhong was stared at by Situ Zhenjun, a Jindan cultivator, and her hair was all over her body. Her face gradually turned pale. Situ Chuan seemed to have frightened her enough and asked her, "What's your name? Where do you work?"

His voice was just as gloomy, and he didn't ask any harsh questions, but it made Fu Xiaolu and the others turn pale.

"Senior Brother..." Seeing that Situ Chuan was really angry, Li Yirou stood in the middle, blocking his sight.

Seeing his useless junior brother, Situ Chuan sneered and said very slowly, "Don't know what is good and what is bad."

After saying that, he turned and left, not forgetting to glare at her before leaving.

At least to give her a little face, Li Yiru smiled apologetically at him behind the others' backs.

She turned around and looked back at the four people. Fu Xiaolu was in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking. Zhang Xueyan had always been relatively calm and sober, and reacted quickly. He hurriedly said, "Uncle Master, I promise she won't talk nonsense again, please forgive her."

Li Yirou only looked at them indifferently, but her tone was no longer as intimate as at the beginning, and she spoke coldly, "Brother didn't mean anything else, and he doesn't treat people like this on weekdays. He just cares about me too much. So I am the same, I don't want to hear anything bad about him."

The gentle and amiable young man suddenly seemed so distant. He looked at them with a calm gaze, but they could all sense his displeasure.

Xia Yanhong seemed to realize at this moment that the boy, who was originally their junior fellow apprentice, had become much stronger than them in just a few years.

When they first met, he was still reserved, making her feel as if things were still the same as before.

But at this moment, a look from her would also make her feel terrified. Not to mention, he had his Jindan Senior Brother and Yuanying Master behind him.

How dare she do that! And she was seen by his senior brother. She was almost kicked out of Wuji Palace!

Xia Yanhong cherished her status as an outer sect disciple very much, but they were clearly equals before and she could not adapt to the situation immediately. She casually said, "How could it be so serious?"

Her eyes were red and she was about to cry, but she couldn't say a word. Aren't they just inner disciples? Are they so much more noble than them?

She wasn't looking for trouble with him, she just said a few words, but they, they were using their power and cultivation to bully others!

Fu Xiaolu smiled apologetically and stepped out to smooth things over. "I understand. Yanhong also misunderstood. Hurry up and swear to your uncle that you won't talk nonsense about what happened today." After a pause, she added, "I won't talk nonsense about what happened in the past either."

Xia Yanhong was reminded by her roommates one after another, and she quickly figured it out, but she was still so scared that her voice was shaking. After she promised and swore not to talk about what happened today, she still cried and apologized to Fang Ye, "I'm sorry, uncle, I won't dare to do it again."

When Li Yirou heard them finish speaking, her eyes finally fell on Xia Yanhong's face.

She wiped away her tears and wanted to apologize again, but under his unrestricted and intimidating gaze, she suddenly couldn't say a word.

Li Yirou felt sorry for her, as she was very much like herself when she first went to Yijian Sect, confused and helpless. Besides, it was just a sentence, so she really didn't take it to heart.

But the senior brother stood up for her, obviously because he felt that an outer disciple dared to ridicule the disciple of Patriarch Tiancun in person.

Situ Chuan probably wanted to kick her out of the sect, but Li Yirou saved her without knowing what was good for her, which embarrassed her senior brother. She couldn't treat her senior brother like this.

Li Yirou deliberately scared her, and in the end, she turned around and left without saying a single polite word.

At first, he was somewhat delighted to see a few people, but later, all that was left was the unrestrained majesty of the high-level cultivators.

Seeing him leave, Zhang Xueyan tapped Xia Yanhong's forehead lightly, and seeing that she was really scared, he wiped her tears.

Alas, it was originally a matter of fate. Who knows, maybe I could really ask Fang for help in the future, but it turned out like this.

The little friendship that existed in the beginning was completely exhausted.

That Master Situ was always very strict, and it was obvious that he wanted to punish her just now because she was disrespectful to his fellow apprentice.

After all, he is the ancestor Tiancun, the most important branch of the sect.

Xia Yanhong dared to treat her own disciple like this. Where did she put the ancestor's face?

If anyone can become the direct disciple of the Yin Yang ancestors, how will they manage their sects and do things in the alliance in the future?

Fang also stopped him, indicating that he did not blame him, and asked his senior brother not to take it to heart. Situ Zhenjun agreed for his sake.

He saved Xia Yanhong, and did not want to damage Situ Zhenjun's reputation and appear too harsh and unkind, so he asked them not to talk about what happened today anymore.

Fang didn't say anything more after that, probably meaning that his fate with them was over.

Fu Xiaolu sighed softly and stared at his back in a daze.

I thought he had a mild temper and was very good-natured, but it turns out that he just cares more about the people he cares about than about himself.

Yanhong ridiculed him, but he didn't take it to heart. However, since it made his senior brother worried, he refused to give in.

The cold expression on his face when he stared at Yanhong was enough to scare them. Their hearts felt like they were being lifted up, beating in suspense. They were so nervous as if facing an irresistible ferocious beast and could only give up struggling.

But strangely enough, his oppressive feeling was so strong that it made Fu Xiaolu's feelings for him, which had originally stopped, rekindle.

No wonder everyone in the world envies the strong and wants to be with someone stronger than them. His appearance hasn't changed much, but he seems to have a different kind of charm. How great it would be if I could be the one he protects.

What if she didn't mind him finding a Taoist partner at that time? Fu Xiaolu was distracted for a moment, but soon regained her composure. There was no if, and he really didn't have any other thoughts about her.

Situ Chuan didn't walk fast, and his spiritual awareness was still lagging behind, but after Li Yiru warned a few people, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, then he frowned and left quickly.

Haha, to provoke Fang Ye is like kicking cotton.

He has completely lost face for both his master and himself. He really needs to keep him by his side and discipline him well in the future.

"Ayan, if it were you today, what would you do?" Li Yiru returned to the room, activated the formation, took off her mask, and leaned on the couch with him.

She felt like she couldn't breathe, and she didn't like it.

Is it that she always has the mindset of a weak person and cannot understand what a powerful monk should do?

"I..." Ji Shiyan paused for a moment, probably knowing that she didn't like this, but still told the truth, "It's about the same as your senior brother. I might not chase her away, but I will punish her."

"Just because of a sarcastic remark?" Li Yirou once again lamented the cruelty of this world.

We used to joke around together, but within a few years the other person became much taller than us. If we couldn't control our emotions, we would be punished.

She always puts herself in the shoes of the weak, thinking about her past. If she had made the same mistake, she would have lost a lot, so she feels very pitiful and regretful.