"When your disciple no longer wants you, you will understand why the flowers are so red."
Lu Fusheng let out a sour sound.
He didn't deliberately conceal his voice, he just said it on purpose for Ning Su to hear.
It's a bit joking and won't be offensive.
Ning Su was not angry at all.
Bickering is a common occurrence among these elders.
He continued to boast, "My disciples are not like some of those worthless disciples."
"My disciple is very filial, and her attitude towards me is getting better day by day."
"I'm afraid the day will never come true, Sect Master's idea."
"..." Lu Fusheng had already strangled Ning Su's neck in his heart.
Alas, when will he be able to meet a disciple like Su Yuening?
He also wanted to show off in front of the elders.
He said with red eyes: "Can't you let your disciples?"
Ning Su cried out in shock, "How can this be allowed?"
"Master, are you crazy or am I unable to lift the knife anymore?"
Lu Fusheng: “…”
If they were to fight, he might not be able to beat Ning Su.
He never understood Ning Su's riddle tricks.
"You win."
Lu Fusheng lowered his head, played with the wrinkles on his clothes, and stopped mentioning the words he had asked his disciple.
Ning Su smiled like a winner.
There are more wrinkles on his face than on Lu Fusheng's clothes.
Fortunately, Lu Fusheng didn't look at him.
Otherwise, you have to play with the wrinkles on his face.
Zi Yang looked around and pulled his hand back.
Looks lonely.
His direct disciple, a descendant of the demon clan, was killed on the spot.
The disciple he had invested so much effort in cultivating suddenly...
Ning Su noticed something strange at hand and pulled Zi Yang's hand back.
"Brother Ziyang, don't be upset. My disciple is your disciple."
"You still have disciples."
After hearing this, Lu Fusheng became anxious, "Ning Su, what do you mean?"
"Didn't you say you don't allow disciples?"
Ning Su: “…”
"Can it be the same?"
"Zi Yang's personal disciple was... I'll make it up to him."
Lu Fusheng sighed, "Differential treatment, definitely differential treatment."
"I really envy Ziyang. He has an older brother who treats him so well. Unlike me, I am alone."
Ziyang: “Huh?”
Why does the tone sound like he's saying that he has a lover?
Ning Su: “……?”
When did the Sect Master become so dramatic?
He said calmly, "Master, the nature is different, don't make a fuss."
"No, no, I won't listen." Lu Fusheng covered his ears. "He's an unfaithful man."
Ning Su, who was being besieged by a bunch of elders with gossipy looks, said: "..."
He didn't do anything for the big deal, so why did he become a heartless man?
—
While the whole audience was in the midst of wild laughter, a man quietly stood up in an inconspicuous place on the stage.
This person is Situ Cha.
She stared at Mu Liuchuan's body on the No. 1 ring, with a twisted arc at the corner of her mouth.
Her hands were behind her sides.
Because the light was blocked, her hands were in darkness.
I don't know what she did.
A mass of something invisible to everyone was pulled out from Mu Liuchuan's body.
It flew into Situ Cha's hands at an extremely fast speed.
She looked at what she was holding in her hand, excitement dancing in her eyes.
As expected of the demon clan, even though not all of them were successfully transformed, they all had huge luck values.
As long as she absorbs it, her strength will eventually see a leap forward.
She also wants to thank Su Yuening.
Help her take out a fat target.
She has been coveting Rukawa's luck for a long time.
I haven't found an opportunity to start.
This time she was able to enjoy the results without having to do anything, which made her feel really good.
Su Yuening sensed something and turned her head to look at the ring she had just left.
She felt something passing by her.
It was so fast that it disappeared before she could sense anything.
[Host, all of Mu Liuchuan's remaining luck has been absorbed by Situ Cha.]
The dialogue system said distractedly.
He is enduring the attack of the sign-in system.
The electric current from Suma spread throughout its body, making its voice several degrees quieter.
"Situ Cha?"
Su Yuening was silent for a moment, "She was able to absorb the luck from such a long distance?"
【able. 】
This is her unique method.
[The luck of a person who died instantly still remains in his body, and Situ Cha uses this to strengthen his own luck.]
[As a child of destiny, Mu Liuchuan's destiny is countless times greater than that of an ordinary person. Situ Cha can absorb it and restore her to her peak value.]
The dialogue system was originally quite worried, but when it thought of Su Yuening's disposable prop, it cheered up again.
[Host, we have items that can suppress our luck. If we seize the opportunity, we can kill Situ Cha!]
[Even if she's incredibly lucky, we still have a chance to defeat her.]
"Um."
Su Yuening responded to the dialogue system.
She walked quickly and sat down in her seat in no time.
Li Qianqian was stupid and still looking at the No. 1 ring.
He opened his eyes only when he heard a noise beside him.
"Sister Su!"
"You, you're so handsome, I... I like you so much, wuwuwu..."
"It's so cool, the arena effect is getting stronger and stronger."
Li Qianqian attentively handed over the juicy spiritual fruit, "Sister Su, eat some fruit to moisten your throat."
Su Yuening took the spiritual fruit and said, "Don't keep giving it to me, or Wen Shi will look at me with resentment again."
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