Chapter 268: Unscrupulous and Soft Master vs. Fake Weak and Serious Disciple (6)

"Master hasn't given it to me yet."

Wen Yu answered timidly, but there was hostility in his eyes.

He came to check the location of the forbidden area, but unexpectedly, he was discovered by these two disciples.

Even though he had suggested going to Yan Lucha to confirm, the other party didn't listen at all and clearly wanted to teach him a lesson.

The short disciple sneered, "Why would the Fifth Elder accept a useless Qi training-stage person as his disciple?"

"I think this dress was stolen by you!"

The young man in front of me was charming and frightened, especially at this moment, which made me feel even more pitiful. The short man smiled maliciously:

"If you steal clothes, you have to take them off and return them to the owner."

The tall man instantly understood what his junior fellow meant, and a fireball condensed in his palm:

"The Fifth Elder wouldn't want this kind of junk worn clothing. Why don't we do a good deed and burn it?"

Wen Yu's eyes darkened and he quietly took out the dagger hidden in his sleeve.

Just when the tall man was about to burn the hem of Wen Yu's clothes, the fireball suddenly went out.

It was as if an invisible rope had wrapped around the tall man's ankles, pulling him upside down in mid-air, preventing him from using his spiritual power.

The short man hung beside him, waving his hands in panic: "Who is it?!"

"What do you want to do to this elder's apprentice?"

Seeing Shi Ran approaching Lu Cha, the two disciples were surprised.

Why is the Fifth Elder here?!

Could it be that that loser is really her apprentice?!

Wen Yu quickly put the dagger back and spoke before the two of them:

"My disciple is weak, but I don't want to disappoint my master, so I came to the treasure pavilion to see if there are any tools to build a palace, but they..."

Wen Yu bit her lip and didn't say anything else, as if she found it difficult to speak.

There were sparkling lights in his clear eyes, just like a puppy that was bullied outside. As soon as he saw his owner appear, he immediately wagged his tail to complain.

Lu Cha couldn't help but rub Wen Yu's head:

"Don't be afraid, I will make the decision for you."

Unlike her previous sweet and lazy voice, the woman's voice was now soft and soothing.

It was like a sweet and clear spring, making people feel relaxed and comfortable, and Wen Yu's ears felt inexplicably numb.

He turned his head away uncomfortably, muttering to himself:

Why is Yan Lucha so close?

She even touched his head!

Do you really think he is your apprentice?

Wen Yu only felt that Lu Cha's touch was disgusting.

"Fifth Elder, please don't misunderstand. We disciples and others didn't bully your disciple. We just saw him sneaking around the treasure pavilion and thought he was a thief with bad intentions."

The short man who was hanging in the air was explaining, but his tone was impatient and he deliberately reminded:

"We are the Second Elder's direct disciples. Fifth Elder, please let us go immediately. Otherwise, if our Master finds out, he will definitely be furious."

The tall man didn't say anything, but he also looked arrogant.

On weekdays, they rely on their status to do evil.

In addition, the second elder often went to the original owner in the name of borrowing spiritual herbs.

The original owner was tolerant and generous, and didn't want to make a fuss, but the Second Elder's disciples thought that she was afraid of her master and didn't dare to say a word.

As time went on, the people around the Second Elder became increasingly disrespectful towards the original owner.

Lu Cha moved his fingertips slightly, and the two disciples suddenly began to sway from side to side, as if they were forcibly tied to a swing and pushed hard:

"Then this elder will see today how your master loses his temper."

It just so happened that she could collect the debt owed by the Second Elder.

The two disciples were so shaken that their stomachs churned, but Lu Cha pinched a hand gesture to make them shut their mouths, preventing them from begging for mercy.

Since Wen Yu's cultivation was too low and he had to bring two more people along, Lu Cha simply flew on his sword.

After calculating the height and making sure that there would be no danger if he fell, Wen Yu raised a strange curve at the corner of his lips.

Yan Lucha is now seriously injured and her spiritual energy is unstable. As long as she is knocked down, he can take the opportunity to attack and dig out her heart.

Wen Yu cautiously approached Lu Cha who was standing in front of him, and was about to raise his hand to push him down.

Suddenly, I came face to face with a charming face.

"What are you doing?"

Lucha smiled.

Do you think she can't feel the change in airflow?!

In order to prevent Wen Yu from doing anything secretly, she remained vigilant and alert throughout the process.

Sure enough, there is no trust between her and the little villain!

Wen Yu reacted very quickly, retracted his hands, and clasped them together helplessly, as if begging:

"I'm afraid of heights, so I want to stand closer to Master..."

As soon as he finished speaking, his body suddenly flew into the air, flying side by side with the two disciples hanging on the end of the long sword, with their arms forced to spread out.

Lu Cha said seriously, "Imagine yourself as a bird, spreading your wings and flying. Try it a few times, and you won't be afraid anymore."

Wen Yu: “…”

"Master, you are so smart!"

[Ding—Villain's favorability -5.]

Ugh~

A duplicitous little liar!

Lu Cha increased his flying speed drastically.

There was another person hanging in the back feeling nauseous, Wen Yu.

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Baizhi Peak of Wanquan Sect.

Lu Cha controlled the sword and stopped outside the hall.

At the same time, the restraints on the two disciples and Wen Yu were also released and disappeared.

Compared to Wen Yu, who was pale and slumped on the ground weakly, the other two disciples ran directly under a tree and vomited.

Lu Cha looked away in disgust.

This physical condition is not good!

Take them flying a few more laps when you have time!

Suddenly, a roar came from afar: "Yan Lucha, what did you do to my apprentice?!"

The man who was striding over was fat, with big ears and a bulging belly that seemed about to burst through his clothes. He was none other than the second elder of Wan Xuan Sect.