Chapter 76 Chapter 76 Let the male protagonist of the fairy tale experience my love 40
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The disciple was immediately bewildered. "Then why do you want to leave me?" Meng Fuge earnestly lifted the disciple's face, looked directly into his eyes, and asked sincerely, "Why can't you leave?" The disciple replied matter-of-factly, "Of course, because we're together!" Meng Fuge nodded. "I know." The disciple continued, "With me, you can't look for anyone else!" Meng Fuge pondered for a moment, then nodded again. "That makes sense," she said earnestly, as if she truly agreed with the disciple's point. Seeing Meng Fuge nod, the disciple was startled, then a surge of pride welled up in his heart. The dignified Tianyan Sect's leader wasn't so impressive! The disciple continued, "You are my possession. You cannot leave me. You must give me everything good. I am the only one who cares about you. Do you understand?" Meng Fuge looked at the disciple with a deeply moved expression and nodded solemnly. Instantly, he pulled out a two-meter-long mace, dove behind the disciple, and thrust it into the hook. The next second, Meng Fuge heard a shriek of agony, so horrifying it would make anyone shudder. "Ahhhhhhh! Bitch... you... Ahhhhhhh!..." Intense pain radiated from the hook, radiating deep into her brain. Meng Fuge felt incredibly kind. The disciple had been so rude to her, yet she hadn't even resorted to violence. Time, as it turned out, had eroded her temper. Finally, she sighed, "I'm really getting old! I can actually treat you, the unfilial ones, so gently! It's infuriating!" The disciple: "... " "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh..." The disciple continued to scream, offering no response to Meng Fuge. Without a response, Meng Fuge would become displeased, her tiny hand gripping the mace twitching uncontrollably. There was nothing she could do. Meng Fuge's little hand had its own agenda, acting on its owner's behalf within its capacity. Like the exhilarating screams... "Ahhh!" "Ahhh!" "Ahhhh!" "Ahhhh!" Suddenly, Meng Fuge discovered a pattern. Little Hands loved music, so she had to let that disciple down. "Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhhh!" Finally, that disciple exploded! Meng Fuge "kindly" gathered several disciples and had them dig a grave for the disciple, directing them to carry him inside. Not even a tombstone was needed; he buried the body directly at the intersection, forcing all passing disciples to tread on it. Meng Fuge even put up a sign: "No matter who you are, disciple or elder, you must come here every day at the appointed time and tread on it dozens of times, or I will come to visit you!" Everyone knew Meng Fuge's methods, and no one dared to neglect them. The thought of someone caring for that disciple daily, making sure he wasn't so lonely, made Meng Fuge feel like she was still kind. "Oh! I'm still so considerate!" Everyone: "..." Why don't you listen to what you are saying? Considerate? Do you have anything to do with being considerate? Everyone watched Meng Fuge walk away with a swagger. No one dared to refute her, and no one dared to stand up and say a fair word. The fate of angering Meng Fuge was to be trampled under their feet! In everyone's heart, Meng Fuge was the justice of Tianyan Sect. Those who did not obey in the entire cultivation world died, and many who obeyed also died. Every time Meng Fuge took a step or a few steps, he had to stay and enjoy the scenery. Qi Muchuan, who was hiding somewhere waiting for Meng Fuge to coax him, could no longer sit still. Did Meng Fuge forget him? She said he was her little baby a few days ago, but how come she immediately became a different person when she returned to Tianyan Sect, and even hit him! And for a man, she actually hit him, and still hasn't come to coax him! Obviously, just coaxing him will be enough, and his request is not excessive! "Is she still coaxing that man?" "No! I can't wait like this any longer, I can't let that bitch get the upper hand!" Thinking of this, Qi Muchuan couldn't hide anymore, he ran out immediately, and followed the route to find Meng Fuge. But he found that he didn't know any place in Tianyan Sect at all. He wanted to ask someone for directions, but found that everyone looked at him as if they saw a ghost. Qi Muchuan touched his cheek, "Is there something on my face?" He touched it, and found that there was nothing at all, while several disciples on the side were still looking at him strangely. He thought there was something dirty on his face, so he immediately took out a mirror to look at it, and found that there was nothing at all. So what are they looking at? He grabbed a disciple and asked, "What are you looking at?" The disciple who was caught was stunned at first, and then asked, "Were you brought back by the sect master?" Qi Muchuan didn't understand why he was asking him this. He inadvertently glanced at the reflection in the disciple's eyes, and the disciple seemed to be recalling something. Without giving it much thought, he answered honestly, "Hmm!" As soon as he finished speaking, the disciple looked at him with a look of panic. "I don't know anything! I don't know anything! Don't ask me!" The disciple shoved Qi Muchuan aside and quickly fled. Qi Muchuan scratched his head. The disciple's reaction was strange. Why was he so shocked when he heard that he was brought back by Meng Fuge? He asked dozens of people, and without exception, they all asked, "Is he brought here by Meng Fuge?" Every time he answered "yes," they would immediately flee. If he said "no," they wouldn't tell him, but would stare at him with surprise. He asked, "Why are you looking at me like that?" They would wave their hands and say, "Nothing! Nothing!" No matter how he pressed, they wouldn't answer, and instead seemed to be annoyed. Qi Muchuan looked around blankly. Why did everyone give him this strange feeling, as if they were all looking through him at someone else? Why? As he walked aimlessly, more and more people caught sight of him, and the expressions on their faces, without exception, were one of intense fear. Gradually, an inexplicable fear spread throughout his heart, and he became increasingly uneasy. His pace quickened, and he tried to avoid everyone's gaze. He didn't know how long he had walked before the familiar figure appeared in his field of vision, and the uneasiness in his heart gradually subsided. Qi Muchuan hurried forward, wanting to hug Meng Fuge. "Master, why did you come to me so late?" The moment Qi Muchuan was about to touch Meng Fuge, Meng Fuge frowned and dodged Qi Muchuan's touch.
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