Wen Yan stared at a few people for a while, then turned back to look at her own disciples, feeling very complicated.
Who doesn’t like good-looking disciples?
Wen Yan's disciples are not ugly, and can be described as handsome and good-looking.
Compared with Xin Jinrui and others, the gap is quite tragic.
However, Wen Yan quickly calmed down.
Good looks and talent are not necessarily proportional.
If she just wants to find a good-looking disciple, then that's absolutely no problem.
However, compared to the stupid and beautiful disciples, she still prefers the disciples who are not so good-looking but smart.
The path of cultivating immortals cannot be continued by relying on one's looks.
"Mom, they are the ones chasing me!" Ke Chongbo's voice interrupted Wen Yan's irrelevant thoughts.
Wen Yan lowered her head, looking at these unfamiliar faces, her eyes filled with murderous intent, "Don't worry, mother will take care of it. She will definitely not let them have an easy time!"
Thinking about how her youngest son had nearly died, anger flared up in her heart.
"Then I'll leave these people to you to deal with." Mu Shiyue smiled.
Once these people are handed over, the matter will have nothing to do with them.
"Okay." Wen Yan nodded. "Thank you for your hard work."
She signaled to her disciples to come forward and take these people back.
The disciples nodded and hurried forward.
Watching the disciples' actions, Wen Yan suddenly said, "By the way, take out their storage bags."
She smiled at Mu Shiyue and said, "Their storage bags are now handed over to you. Please feel free to accept them!"
It is normal for your belongings to be confiscated after you are arrested.
As soon as she said this, she noticed that the expressions of the other people became strange.
The disciples behind him also spoke up, "Master, they don't have storage bags!"
"No storage bag?"
How is that possible?!
Wen Yan turned around in astonishment and was surprised to find that these people really did not have any storage bags!
Just as she was about to say something, Mu Shiyue spoke up, "Um...we've already got the storage bag."
Wen Yan turned her head back suddenly, "Huh?"
Ke Chongbo pulled his father's sleeve and said, "The storage bag has been taken away by them."
Wen Yan was extremely surprised. She didn't expect this group of people to be so proactive.
However, she soon laughed, a bright smile, "That's even better! Just take it."
Then she kindly asked, "Do you need me to find someone to help you unlock the storage bag?"
As soon as she said this, she looked at Mu Shiyue and others, and their expressions became subtle.
Ke Chongbo spoke again, "Mom, they've already opened it!"
Not only is it opened, but everything inside may have been used up!
Ke Chongbo stayed here for the past two days and fully witnessed how competitive they are!
Except for Mu Shiyue who eats, drinks, sleeps and plays normally every day, the others are all working very hard.
They hardly stopped, as if they didn't need to rest.
Therefore, they consumed a lot of materials and spirit stones.
The things in those storage bags must have been used a lot.
Wen Yan was a little embarrassed. "You guys also found a master of refining twigs? That's good, that's good."
I always feel that her suggestions are all afterthoughts.
"Mom, they didn't find a master to refine the secrets. It was Junior Sister Jiang who solved it herself!" Ke Chongbo helped his mother to clear up the confusion.
"Junior Sister Jiang?" Wen Yan looked at Jiang Yunnuan in confusion.
"It's me." Jiang Yunnuan nodded.
Seeing her admit it, Wen Yan and the disciples' eyes widened immediately, "You untied it?"
"Are you a Refiner?!"
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