Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Shen Mubai suddenly became a move, and said to him, "If this place is broken immediately, it will be a pity. You should practice for a few days."

Although it is a cold place, the aura here is much richer than the rest of the small secret.

Feast to meet, nodded, "the disciple knows."

It’s just that no one thought that if they hadn’t practiced the previous day, they would have three three-pointed gold.

The other party did not seem to be expected to be the first to be picked up. When you look at it, you are a little bit stunned. "Uncle Su Shi?"

Shen Mubai remembers these three people, who are disciples under the real seat of Yuan Ling.

Lu Bizhi did not expect to meet the real people and the waste here. The heart was a little alert, but the face was silent. "Is the original uncle who wants to practice here?"

The younger sister Sun Jingyun was very intelligent. She immediately heard what the master wanted to do, and smiled and added. "We have seen a lot of people in this place, and they want to practice for a while. I didn't expect to meet the uncle."

Shen Mubai’s heart didn’t have any good feelings for that Yuan Ling. He didn’t feel good about his apprentices with false smiles. He said with no expression, “Oh.”

The faces of those people were stiff. It seemed that they did not expect her attitude to be so indifferent, but they did not care about the relationship between their own teachers and the other.

Then a few people felt a gaze on them.

Looking up, their former younger brother feasted at the moment with the dark scorpion staring at it, the eyebrows are the gloom of the inseparable.

The second brother Wang Yi could not help but look away.

Lu Bizhi’s sneer sneered, “What are you afraid of? Now he’s just rehabilitated, it’s just a waste.”

Sun Jingyun did not care. "What do we do now?"

Lu Bizhi said faintly, "Nature is to find a place to practice first."

When they said, they turned and looked around, no longer paying attention to Shen Mubai.

Shen Mubai put his attention on the feast of some emotions around him. "What happened?" She found out before entering the secret. On that day, the feast was not only a little ups and downs on Yuan Ling’s mood, but also on Yuan Ling’s The attitude of the three disciples is also subtle.

With a gloomy gaze, the feast hangs down and calms, "Nothing, Master."

Shen Mubai thought that he remembered the unpleasant things of the past. Perhaps the three men had bullied him and could not help but say, "The past has passed. You are now a disciple of my Xueling Peak. I am an apprentice of my real life." "She turned her words. "But the account is still counted."

Although I don’t know what happened, the disciples that Yuan Ling taught did not necessarily go anywhere. Shen Mubai felt that if one day, the feast should return the injustices of the past.

She was thinking about flying wildly here, but did not notice that when she said this, the body of the feast suddenly trembled, the fists were tight and the eyes were dark.

When Shen Mubai did not hear the movement, he turned his head and looked at it. "The teacher just said what he thought in his heart. How to choose depends on you."

The feast will be under the darkness of the eyes, and when it is lifted, it has become calm, "the disciple understands."

He is not only going to return the injustice, he has to let those people pay a painful price, and they are not as good as death.

It’s just that he can’t say it all right now, because he’s afraid that he will be tired of the Master, so he can’t.

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