Chapter 486 Disciple, Please Let Me Go (21)

Although the chance is not high, it is better than sitting still and waiting for death, and if she goes in to protect the other party, she may also cultivate the relationship between master and apprentice and increase her favorability.

Thinking about it this way, this decision couldn't be more wise.

The bloody smell rose up in his throat, and Shen Mubai's body trembled unsteadily. Yan Rong on the side quickly supported her with quick hands, lowered his eyes, and asked in a deep voice, "Master?"

Shen Mubai's body has been exhausted too much, not to mention that he has been constantly transferring spiritual energy for the other party in the past two months. It is already very good to be able to hold on to this level.

She waved her hand and said, "Nothing."

Just when she was about to stand up, her feet softened and she fell into the strong and warm embrace.

Shen Mubai, "..." His face was completely lost.

Obviously, Shen Mubai still wanted to retain some dignity and majesty in front of his apprentice, so he coughed and pretended to be serious, "Just rest for a while, master."

She wanted to sacrifice the magic weapon, but then found that she didn't even have the strength.

This is very embarrassing.

There was a moment of silence in the scene. Perhaps he noticed something, and Yanrong said, "Let me send the master back."

Before Shen Mubai could reply, the other party hugged her into his arms and said in a deep voice, "I'm sorry."

Shen Mubai felt that her dignity as a master was gone in an instant, so she pretended to be giving up on herself and said coldly, "I won't allow it to happen a second time."

Yanrong paused slightly and lowered his eyes to her face. Just when Shen Mubai felt a little uncomfortable being looked at, the other party looked at her and whispered back without blinking, "Yes."

A few days were enough for Shen Mubai to adjust his breathing, although it would not allow his body to return to its best condition. After all, losing half a golden elixir was no joke.

On the day when the secret realm was opened, Shen Mubai took several disciples to the venue to gather.

She was wearing a pale gold auspicious cloud fairy dress, and her posture was just like that of the real person in plain clothes, but there was something different, less sharp and more imposing, which made others look over her.

"That's Master Suyi, right? It's really extraordinary."

"Uncle Suyi is a little different from what I saw last time. Although I can't say what's wrong, I always feel that his aura is different."

"This is the first time that I feel that Senior Uncle Suyi is really good-looking. Compared with that Junior Sister in the sect, he is not bad at all. On the contrary, he has a different flavor."

"How dare you compare her with your fellow juniors and sisters? If you were heard, you would risk your life."

Yes, although Master Su Yi entered the middle stage of the Golden Elixir at the age of more than a hundred years old and was considered one of the best among fellow practitioners in the sect, she was arrogant, fierce and had a bad look on her face. If she was displeased, she would not be spared. In the past, the disciples who saw her would hide whenever they could. He even called her Tigress behind her back.

Perhaps thinking of past events, those disciples stopped talking and changed the subject, "Why is Master Suyi still carrying that banquet with him? Do you want him to enter this little secret realm?"

"How is it possible? Isn't that banquet already a waste? How can one enter that secret realm without any cultivation? Even if one can enter, I'm afraid he will die in it soon."

"Wait a minute, how come I noticed something different about the aura on his body... It seems to be the aura of a cultivator."