Mu Feng smiled, and the corners of his mouth pulled out a slightly desolate arc. Then he became more and more presumptuous, until he could no longer suppress the disappointment in his heart, and laughed out loud, and the indescribable sadness in the laughter.

What else can he say now? What else can he say? Even if these disciples don't pull out the source, sooner or later this matter will be revealed in another way.

All the people who should appear, all the words that should appear, are just right to trap him in a dumb situation. Just waiting for a head-on blow, there is no possibility of turning over.

"Haha...... If it weren't for the feeling that the Seventh Senior Brother had always given me the feeling of being weak and timid, I would have really thought that today's behavior was deliberate?"

Su Bingde's eyes were lowered, and his words were evasive.

"Big ...... Big brother, I don't understand what big brother is talking about?

Senior brother, Master he...... He has always loved you. Tell him that those words weren't meant by you, did you?"

Mu Feng snorted coldly between his noses and kept his mouth shut. All of this confirmed his crimes, even if there were many explanations, they had long been unable to fill the suspicion in Su Mingyi's heart. Otherwise, how could he give himself a slap without a trace of softness and hesitation?

Su Mu'er had been dumbfounded since she was just now, she always thought that her senior brother was only polite to that demon girl because of his own temperament.

However, the words of Su Bingde and several disciples in the sect made her suspicious for a moment. She walked to the door of the temple step by step, her eyes full of heartache.

"Senior brother, they ...... Aren't they true? You haven't done that, have you?"

Mu Feng was silent, he would not deny what he had done. Even if things didn't go as they thought, he didn't want to explain a word to these cold people now.

His silence undoubtedly aggravated Su Mu'er's affirmation. She stood in front of him and screamed in a desperate voice, "Why? Why did you do that?"

Cheng Yi stepped forward and grabbed Su Mu'er's shoulders.

"What else can it be? That demon is so enchanting, it is normal for the senior brother to move his mind. ”

When Mu Feng heard this, he staggered up from the ground. Although he was a little embarrassed, he was still calm and open-minded.

"That's because...... She's brighter than any of you!

You keep saying that she is a demon, she has such a powerful ability, but has she ever done anything to damage the Wind and the Storm?

Is she a demon, but she still waits for the master to return and borrow the dust bead for use.

And what about you? Everything is said to have been done by her! Is this the positive result of cultivating immortals? What is terrible is not the demons, but the hearts of you filthy people!"

An indigo sword light swept through, and Su Mingyi held the 'grievance' in his hand, and stood on the high platform with scarlet eyes.

Mu Feng was attacked by this sword qi that used ten layers of spiritual power, and the whole person was like a butterfly with folded wings, falling from a high altitude to the continuous stone steps.

Su Mu'er chased out the door in a panic and helped Mu Feng who was lying on the stone steps up.

Looking at him scarred, Su Mu'er turned around and knelt on the stone steps. Looking at his father, who had just walked out of the temple gate, his eyes were full of begging.

"Dad, please spare Senior Brother! Even if he once said something like that, it doesn't mean that he has different intentions for the Wind Pavilion!"

Su Mu'er eagerly pulled Mu Feng to kneel down together.

"Senior brother, tell your father that you are wrong, quickly! Father values you so much, he will definitely forgive you!"

Mu Feng smiled, looked up at the master who was high above, his eyes were firm and his tone was resolute.

"I'm not wrong!"

Seeing that he was so unrepentant, Su Mingyi held the 'grievance', and then two sword qi swept towards him.

Mu Feng knelt on the stone steps, bearing the heavy blow that Su Mingyi was coming from. The sword qi slashed, and the dark green robe on his body cracked. The blood that flowed from his mouth soaked the hem of his clothes.

He had no intention of fighting back, nor did he use his own cultivation as a defense. That was his master, and he had the grace to nurture and teach him. Just wait for this kindness to be written off, and from then on, he and the wind will no longer owe each other.

After the anger in Su Mingyi's heart was vented, Mu Feng dragged his seriously injured body and solemnly kowtowed to him three times.

"One knock, thank Master for his nurturing feelings.

Second knock, thank you for the grace of Master's teachings.

Three knocks, the favor is repaid, Immortal Lord Su take care!"

After the three knocks, Mu Feng raised his hand and grabbed the placket on his chest, and used his weak spiritual power to tear off the dark green robe, and then raised it.

The dark green color, flying with the wind, swept away all the memories of the Wind Pavilion. When it falls lightly, it also covers the past of kindness.

Mu Feng, who was dressed in plain white satin, disappeared into the emerald mountains and forests, leaving only Su Mu'er crying sadly.

Even though Su Mingyi was angry, there was still some reluctance in his eyes. After all, no matter what you say, Mu Feng has been with him for nearly twenty years.

Cheng Yi looked at the reluctance in Su Mingyi's eyes, the hatred on his face was clear at a glance, and the tips of his left fingers holding the sword turned white.

"Master, did you just let him go? He knows us so well, if ......"

Su Mu'er raised the silver whip and whipped it, Cheng Yi turned sideways to avoid her attack, raised his left hand and wrapped his whip around her with the blade of the sword.

"Little junior sister, what are you doing here?"

"It's all you! I am not as good as my brother, so I am jealous of him, and I do such a thing.

Dad, are you old and confused? Can't you see something so obvious?"

Su Mingyi shook his sleeves horizontally, put his hands behind his back, and exuded an unquestionable aura all over his body.

"Hmph, I think you're carried away by love. He has admitted everything himself, what else can he hide? From today onwards, you will stay in Mu Linxuan for me to reflect on!

Cheng Yi, come here! Everyone else retreats!"

Ignoring her vexatious troubles, Su Mingyi turned around and resolutely returned to Zhengyang Palace. Cheng Yi glanced at Su Mu'er, and followed Su Mingyi into the palace gate.

The other disciples received the order and left one after another.

When everyone dispersed, Su Mingyi sighed heavily.

"Alas~ I really didn't expect to be such a stubborn disciple after so many years. ”

The regret between the words made Cheng Yi angry, and there was forbearance in his eyes.

"Master Mingjian, although the disciple is not in harmony with the senior brother, he will not be framed for no reason as the little junior sister said.

Moreover, what the disciples in the sect and the disciples of Bingde said were all facts. The disciple really doesn't understand what Senior Brother means by this kind of behavior, but it is also for the sake of our Pavilion!"

"For the sake of the teacher, you have followed me before and after the saddle for many years, dealing with trivial matters. Mu Feng doesn't need to do anything, he has to be favored by the teacher, and you will inevitably feel unfair in your heart.

Now that he is gone, from now on, you will be the chief disciple of the Wind Pavilion.

I have known him for so many years. He is not a thing in the pool after all, so let him go this time!"

Su Mingyi looked through the open door of Zhengyang Hall and looked at the verdant mountains in the distance, the breeze was blowing, and it seemed that the lady who stepped into the palace door the next moment.