After the original body was captured and tortured to death, it seemed that he was thrown into the Hehuan Sect by this disciple and tortured for several days and nights?
What was it because of?
It seems that the original body caught this disciple having a tryst with his lover?
What a coincidence that the lover is also a teenager?
"Since Master despises my behavior, why not experience the fun yourself? Is that comfortable?"
"That's right, you're uncomfortable. These unpresentable things are reserved for Master."
"Oh, by the way, Master, don't worry. These vile creatures were personally trained by this disciple. They will definitely make Master unable to stop."
This is much more terrifying than losing hands and feet later!
How come such a good young man became abnormal as he grew up?
It shouldn't be bent now, right?
He was silent for quite a long time, so long that Ling Xinghua began to tremble while standing there.
Reflect on what you did wrong to anger this fickle ancestor.
Watching the poor little thing in front of him suddenly shaking like a sieve, Yan Huailiu coughed, took out a piece of candy from his sleeve and handed it to Ling Xinghua: "Got it, go ahead."
He must guide his apprentice back to the right path as soon as possible to avoid tragedy!
Ling Xinghua took it blankly, and waited for a long time after Yan Huailiu left before carefully putting the thing in his hand under his nose and smelled it.
The familiar loquat flavor, what does this mean?
Throat lozenges?
Give him something to eat?
That's impossible.
I guess some kind of poison was used this time.
I didn't dare throw it away, for if I was discovered I would be beaten again.
Forget it, I'll go and see Senior Brother when I'm no longer busy.
Thinking of this, Ling Xinghua wrapped the candy separately and put it in his purse, then quickly returned to the dining hall to pass on the message.
On the other side, Yan Huailiu took a detour along a small path.
Avoiding everyone you might run into, you head towards the safest retreat location within the sect.
He had to adjust his state to a point where he could be serious in front of people for an hour or two before the welcoming banquet began.
By the way, he wanted to familiarize himself with the original body's fighting skills. He didn't want to embarrass himself during the competition.
Thanks to the dog system, I didn't forget to complete his original memory before logging off.
Time passed quickly. After standing outside the sect for a whole day, Chang Sui dragged his tired body back to Lingxi Peak. He stood with his two senior brothers and forced himself to greet people.
The ten major sects in the cultivation world each took their seats. Looking at the three young men busying around entertaining them, they couldn't help but praise them, "The Yuxu Sect is truly full of talented people. Sect Master Yan's disciples are all outstanding, and their appearance and demeanor are all top-notch."
"That's right. I'd be thankful if I were half as clever as they are."
The Palace Master of Xuanyue Palace patted her big belly and spoke with a half-smile.
The young man in brocade clothes next to him seemed to have no ears and didn't respond at all.
Knowing his fussy nature, the others quickly started to balance things out: "Palace Master Murong is too modest. The Young Palace Master is a leader among the younger generation and is not inferior to anyone else."
After a few rounds of nice words, the Xuanyue Palace Master was finally satisfied.
He then brought the topic back to the topic: "My son is also lucky. He is still not as good as those people from the Yuxu Sect in terms of dealing with people. They can arrange everything in an orderly manner without the intervention of Sect Master Yan. I wonder if Sect Master Yan's disciples will also take care of this welcoming banquet tonight?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Gu Xingyun and the others turned pale instantly.
Chang Sui was so panicked that his hands and feet felt numb, as if he was going to faint in the next second.
They were only focused on their work today, thinking only of avoiding being punished by their master, and completely forgot that their master hated them being in the spotlight the most. If Yan Huailiu heard these words...
"Big, big brother..." Chang Sui quietly tugged at Gu Xingyun's sleeve, his voice filled with tears.
But the people at the banquet seemed not to notice, and stopped chatting, waiting for their answers one by one.
The air seemed to freeze at this moment.
Gu Xingyun suppressed his inner uneasiness and, with a forced composure, bowed in the direction of Xuanyue Palace. "Palace Master Murong, you're joking. We, the younger generation, are only following Master's instructions to entertain you. We dare not overstep the bounds. Master has been busy with all sorts of matters these past few days, worrying about the Immortal Sect Conference. That's why we're a little late. Please don't mind."
"Sect Master Yan has always been very respectful, so it's only natural that we have to wait for three days." A sarcastic voice came from the corner.
There were hundreds of people at the banquet, but no one came out to smooth things over.
It can be seen that Yan Huailiu has a bad relationship with people in his daily life.
Even Gu Xingyun didn't know how to deal with this situation.
After being silent for a long time, I actually felt a little secretly happy and wanted these people to talk more.
Yan Huailiu, who had been hiding in the corner and dared not go out, had no idea what his apprentice was thinking.
In his eyes, his three little disciples were just like kittens snuggling with each other.
He stood pitifully in the corner and was scolded, and had to smile obediently.
Why do I suddenly feel a little sad?
Yan Huailiu picked up the little sense of morality he had as a master.
He took a deep breath, raised his hand to fix the mask on his face, clenched his fists, straightened his clothes, and strode forward.
When he appeared in front of everyone, he deliberately greeted them loudly: "Hahaha, sorry, I was so busy that I forgot the time and kept you waiting for a long time."
The strange atmosphere at the banquet was instantly broken, and everyone's eyes were focused on Yan Huailiu, and then the sound of things falling came one after another.
Yan Huailiu, who was in the middle of the crowd, was wearing a dark red, loose, floor-length robe with a light gauze wrapping his entire body, leaving only his neck exposed, which was as white as cream.
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