Chapter 534 Disciple, Please Let Me Go (69)

If it weren't for the identical voice and face, Shen Mubai would almost have thought that Yan Rong was pretending to be someone else. She opened her eyes pretending to be calm and said in a confused tone, "Where is this? Who am I? Who are you? Why am I doing this? it's here?"

When she looked around, all the people in the hall wearing strange clothes lowered their heads as if encountering a savage beast, and then shivered.

Shen Mubai, "..." Is she disfigured or so ugly that it hurts her eyes?

Yanrong stretched out his fingers and pushed her chin back, staring straight into her eyes, with a slight curl on his lips, "Master, are you pretending not to remember me?" He said in a brisk tone, "It's a pity that he's not pretending at all. It doesn’t look like it.”

Shen Mubai was shocked. You must know that she had won the Best Actress Award. Is that award still worth something?

"Master, what are you doing?" Yanrong raised her chin and asked softly.

Shen Mubai looked at his eyebrows carefully. The gloominess before was gone. Although his eyes were still dark, the gentle expression on his face was not at all like a banquet.

So she calmed down, "You are not Yanrong, who are you? Why are you pretending to be him?"

A low laugh rang out, Yanrong hugged her again, and said in a hoarse voice, "Master, I have become your favorite look, do you like it?"

Afterwards, she realized that she was nestled intimately in each other's arms, and in front of a large group of people who didn't know whether they were demon cultivators or what. Shen Mubai felt a little ashamed. She tried to struggle for a few times, and then... There was no future and I gave up.

"I don't know what you are talking about?" Shen Mubai said with numb scalp. She always felt that the current banquet was so scary.

Yanrong played with her hands, the smile in her eyes not reaching her eyes, "Master, have you forgotten what you said at the beginning? You said that Bai Shui is very popular with you."

The amusement and jealousy in his tone could not be concealed.

Shen Mubai finally realized something was wrong. Yanrong's attitude was clearly...clearly...

"Master, have you remembered?" the man asked again, as if he was serious about this issue.

Shen Mubai was scared, so she said bravely, "Is there any? Why don't I remember?"

Yanrong raised her lips slightly, and her eyes never moved away from her from beginning to end, "Forget it if you don't remember. Anyway, I am the only disciple of Master now, and I will be the same in the future."

Shen Mubai couldn't imagine the subtext of his words, so he said with some difficulty, "Is there something wrong with us being like this?"

Yanrong said calmly, "What's wrong?"

Shen Mubai couldn't help but glance at the many demon cultivators in the hall.

Yanrong turned her face back again and said in a slightly unhappy tone, "They don't dare to listen."

Shen Mubai then replied in a low voice, "We have a master-disciple relationship."

God knows how shamelessly she said this, after all, what happened more than a hundred years ago is still vivid in her mind.

Yanrong picked her up and walked towards His Highness. No one dared to raise their head to look.

Shen Mubai didn't know where he was going to take her, and felt a little uneasy.

Until the other party carried her into a palace and threw her on the bed.

Before he could say anything, the other party's body covered him.

"Yan..." The rest of the words were blocked in her mouth, and Shen Mubai's lips were pressed into her mouth.

The two people's lips and tongues were entangled, and the ambiguous sound of water slurping sounded in the hall.