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Chapter 430 Cultivation of Immortals: Qing Leng Shizun's Soft and Cute Disciple (3)

In this way, Yun Bai's reputation became bad.

Everyone knows it.

Yun Bai's love for his senior brother but failed, and was jealous and hurt his senior brother's disciple.

By the time Yun Bai knew about this, it was too late.

Yun Bai's face has no expression.

Is it her the rumored person?

Haha, do you love Mo Ye?

Which point of Mo Ye is worthy of her liking?

Look? Not as good as her.

Cultivation is comparable.

Sorry, she doesn't like it.

Even if the clouds are white and clear,

However, people do not believe it.

Rumors are everywhere,

Rumors can destroy a person.

When no one in this world believes in you, what will you do when you stand opposite to this world?

Ranbai: Destroy the world.

Because they don’t need their belief, nor do they need this world.

But Yunbai is not.

In the end, Yun Bai was expelled from the sect.

After Ranbai arrived, he had been in seclusion, practicing and doing tasks.

In this world, only powerful strength determines everything.

Without strength, everything is nonsense!

Everyone knows it,

There is a daughter Yun Bai in the Qingxian Sect.

She looked like a banished immortal in white clothes, with a cold and elegant face. In the blink of an eye, there was no life in a hundred miles.

Ranbai shook his sleeves, and his narrow peach blossom eyes were cold and cold, just like the cold snow in early winter, cold and inhumane.

Is the ceremony to accept disciples?

Oh, such an interesting thing,

How could she not go?

Qingxian Sect,

Magnificent,

Test the spiritual roots, colorful.

On the competition stage, there were dazzling eyes.

The chief position is the head.

Mo Youzi raised his eyes and looked at Mo Ye in the upper position, and a curve appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The male lead? I'm here?

She is bound to win this apprenticeship competition!

Mo Youzi confidently placed his hand on the spirit-testing stone. In an instant, the dazzling colorful light rushed into the sky, flashing and chaos.

It caused countless people to suck.

Chaos Spirit Root!

It’s hard to produce a genius in a thousand years!

The head of the sect could not hide his ecstasy in his eyes and said in a deep voice.

"Little girl, are you willing to worship me as your teacher?"

The leader's words instantly aroused the dissatisfaction of several other elders.

"Master, you have two peerless geniuses under your command, so you have to give them up to us."

The three elders said in a joke.

The head laughed haha,

Genius apprentice, who doesn’t think there are too many?

"This is how it goes, let the little girl choose it himself."

Mo Youzi curled the corners of his lips.

Become the leader of the sect?

Joke, is she going to guide the male protagonist in the plane?

Strategy for an old man.

emmm, the picture is unimaginable.

"I choose-"

Mo Youzi's tone paused and said,

"The Immortal of the Moye Leaf."

In an instant, countless people shook their heads and sighed.

Who doesn't know.

For thousands of years, Immortal Moye has never accepted a disciple?

This arrogant little girl should be rubbed by Mo Ye.

The head coughed dryly,

"Okay, let's see if Mo Ye agrees."

He knew that he would not accept disciples at all.

When the little girl is disappointed, she will naturally make another choice.

Mo Youzi's eyes fell on Mo Ye's body.

"Supreme immortal, I want to be your disciple!"

Mo Ye has a gentle expression, his apprentice?

This little girl is very interesting.

"You never thought, what if I didn't accept you as my disciple?"

Mo Ye asked excitedly.

Mo Youzi raised his jaw,

"Then I will not become a master in this life."

Mo Ye smiled, raised his eyebrows slightly, and was very interested.

"So, will I not accept you as a disciple, or will I delay you?"

Mo Youzi said without being humble,

"Disciple doesn't dare."

As a man,

All of this is true, and I always hope that women belong to them wholeheartedly.

This is the law summarized by Mo Youzi in the process of crossing three thousand planes to guide the male god.

Sure enough,

After Mo Youzi finished speaking, Mo Ye's favorability increased by five points.

Mo Youzi curled his lips proudly when he heard the system prompt.
Chapter completed!
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