I helped him up and went straight in the direction of the administrative building.

left a group of people behind.

Dashing.

Indifferent.

It's as if everything around her has nothing to do with her.

She only cares about what she cares about.

Proud bones.

The rest of his life: "......"

Behind Yu Sheng, the disciples of the Rilun Pavilion, twelve, each confused, look at each other, you look at me, I look at you.

Good half a day.

One of them looked naïve and asked, "Senior Brother for the rest of your life, that, when will the Lord of the Ink Pavilion come, will you give compensation?" ”

"Make up for your size!"

Yu was so angry that he rolled his eyes, stretched out a hand, and slapped this stupid thing with a melon seed, so that people almost vomited blood, and fell to the ground, "Do you have any eyes?" Mo Yan won't come! Also compensated? Stupid! Rubbish! ”

As he spoke, he raised his foot and kicked the naïve disciple fiercely.

The wronged anger I suffered just now took the opportunity to vent out.

It wasn't enough to kick once, and then I kicked it several times before I felt cool.

The other eleven people around him all bowed their heads and were silent. I didn't dare to speak, let alone step forward to stop it.

These people have all taken the benefits of the rest of their lives.

Some people take pills, some people take talismans, and some people take weapons, gems or something, in short, each of them is very valuable, so precious that they have struggled for several years to save it.

There is no retention.

This group of people, under the leadership of Yu Sheng, went directly to the Treasure Pavilion.

The elder sister of the Treasure Pavilion came to greet them in person.

"From today onwards, you will be the official disciples of the Treasure Pavilion, welcome to you." After a pause, his gaze turned to Yu Sheng, and continued, "My grandfather is in retreat, and when he is out of the customs, he will accept Yu Sheng as a personal disciple." I can guarantee it. ”

The rest of his life was overjoyed, and the previous depression was swept away, and he immediately said: "In this way, thank you to Senior Sister Yan." ”

Although he lost the title of the senior brother of the Rilun Pavilion, it is obvious that on the side of the Treasure Pavilion, there is more development prospects.

On the lips of Yan Ruomeng, there was a polite smile.

Don't seem too intimate, not too detached, and keep a good distance.

Behind Yan Ruomeng, standing is Yu Peng, the father of the rest of his life.

Yu Peng stepped up, with a satisfied smile on his face, very bright, he stretched out a hand, patted his son's shoulder, and instructed: "Sheng'er, you are finally back to be a father again." In the future, stay in the Treasure Pavilion, but you have to work hard, being able to become the personal disciple of the Lord of the Smoke Pavilion is a blessing that you have cultivated for several lifetimes. ”

Not that he is exaggerating.

It's that the Lord of the Smoke Pavilion does have this influence.

The first of the six pavilions.

At the same time, he is also the only Supreme Elder of Xuanwu Academy, and his status is not even under the dean Yu Yingfeng.

And the cultivation is also the Purple Mansion period.

If you can lean on the big tree of the Smoke Pavilion Lord, you won't have to worry about anything in the future.

"Yes!" Yu Sheng's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, "My son will definitely not live up to it." ”

Yu Peng thought for a moment and asked, "You guys are gone, how is the situation in the Rilun Pavilion?" That Mo Yan, do you particularly regret it? ”

"This ......"

As soon as this was mentioned, an embarrassed expression appeared on Yu Sheng's face again.

The humiliation I had suffered before was remembered again.

"What's going on?" When Yu Peng saw his son's appearance, he guessed that the situation was not good, "Let's be clear." ”

Yu Sheng sighed, his face blue and white

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