Chapter 471 Disciple, Please Let Me Go (6)

Mo Dao is the name of Master Yuan Ling. The head of the sect is soft-tempered. He hopes that fellow sects can get along well with each other and does not want to see any disagreements between them. Whenever there is any dispute within the sect, he will be the one to deal with it. That peacemaker is old.

Shen Mubai also knew from the memory of the original owner that his heart was not bad, but his behavior was something people could not agree with.

Moreover, the character of Yuan Ling's real person is really disgusting. Not to mention that he has already formed a conflict with this body. Just in terms of his treatment of the male protagonist, Shen Mubai will never let it go.

But the most important thing now is to repair the hero's spiritual roots before the small secret realm opens. No matter whether it succeeds or not, you should always give it a try.

Yanrong has lost his cultivation now, and is no different from an ordinary mortal. And since arriving at Xueling Peak, not to mention the three disciples of Liu Yuezhen who tormented him in various ways, even the registered disciples and servants looked down on him.

It can be said that the life spent at the banquet is not as good as that of a handyman from Xueling Peak. He had to work from day to night, and the handymen liked to leave the work to him. Watering the grass, cutting down the trees, and cleaning were all light tasks. Usually, if you are in a bad mood, you can still play tricks on people.

Liu Yuezhen only vaguely knew that Yanrong's life at Xueling Peak was not easy, but how could she pay special attention to it on weekdays? But in fact, the situation was worse than she imagined.

But even if she knew, Liu Yuezhen, who had resentment in her heart, probably wouldn't take it to heart, and instead felt relieved.

Shen Mubai really feels more and more that it's good that the male protagonist doesn't hate this body, but judging from the current situation, the other party is not a fool, and he probably has no hope for Liu Yuezhen.

With this in mind, she called a handyman, "Take me to Yanrong's residence."

The servant looked surprised, and then hesitantly said, "Sir, why don't you go and summon that banquet?"

Seeing his evasive expression, Shen Mubai narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a cold tone, "It's not your turn to decide what I want to do."

The handyman panicked and said, "Sir, please spare your life. I will never dare to do this again."

As he spoke, he no longer had any disrespectful thoughts in his heart, and led the other party straight towards Yanrong's residence.

The further we walked inside, the more and more remote the surrounding area became, and the last dilapidated woodshed suddenly appeared in front of us.

Shen Mubai also imagined the hero's life, but she didn't expect it to be so miserable. She glanced at the handyman coldly, "Give me an explanation."

The pressure of the Golden Core cultivator was not something that a handyman with little cultivation could withstand. He immediately knelt down tremblingly and said with a pale face, "Return to the truth, I want to live this banquet here."

He couldn't help but complain a little in his heart. Master Su Yi usually didn't care about this waste, but why did he suddenly ask about it again.

Seeing his lowered eyebrows, Shen Mubai knew that the other party must have told a lie, and sneered, "It seems that none of you take me seriously."

The handyman felt a tightness in his chest, and a burst of bloody smell immediately surged into his throat. He couldn't help but feel a little frightened, and begged for mercy again and again, "I am a real man, I am a villain, tell the truth, I beg you to have mercy on me."

With a quiver of his tongue, he told the story of how he usually bullied Yan Rong, but he kept it in mind and chose the lightest words.