Among the five paranoid male protagonists, who do you want me to choose?

Most of the disciples at the scene had found their seats in advance, so only dark heads could be seen, all staring intently at the goateed elder on the platform.

It looks like the class has been going on for quite some time.

The best seats are gone. There is no place to sit and watch, and there is no place to stand.

Yu Zhao and Leng Quanyi could only stand on the top of the tree and look forward. The class taught by this elder was quite popular, and some disciples even carried their own spirit dogs to watch.

Looking at the big furry dog ​​riding on the disciple's neck next door, Yu Zhao took advantage of the dog's unpreparedness and secretly rubbed it.

There were also disciples flying swords in the air distributing free peanuts and spiritual spring water.

There is food, drink, and even something to touch. Yu Zhao nodded slightly. The treatment is not bad. In fact, if you listen carefully, you can still hear what is said inside.

"What is our goal?"

"Live off me, live off me!"

Yu Zhao was stunned by the way he ate peanuts. Huh, a gigolo? Is this a serious lesson?

"Wrong!" The third elder shook his index finger, waved his arm, and with his robe flipped, he stood on the chopping board.

"It's like eating hard food! If you think about it carefully, we are eating hard food!"

The Third Elder stroked his chest with his arms, intoxicated. "We rely on our handsome looks, strong bodies, and pure souls to capture their hearts. This is our strength!"

There was complete silence, but soon there was a response.

"Refund! Refund! Refund!"

"Damn liar!"

Certainly a bit of negative feedback.

Some people also threw rotten eggs and rotten vegetable leaves. Even if you are an elder, they will not buy your random nonsense. Most of the disciples of Haoyun Sect are straightforward and cannot tolerate any sand in their eyes.

The sound of the crusade was deafening. The three elders above were visibly panicked, half of their beards flew off, and they quickly waved their hands to signal everyone to calm down.

"Everyone, calm down, be rational, you must be rational!"

There was a loud bang in the sky, and a streak of light fell to the ground. The third elder, who was only wearing a single piece of clothing, jumped off the broom, picked up a feather duster and smashed it on the face of the "third elder" below.

"Evil disciple! You're wearing my clothes and messing around again, ruining my reputation."

"I will expel you from the sect today!"

With a tug of his hand, most of the Third Elder's attire was torn off, revealing a young boy with red lips and white teeth. He narrowed his eyes, and a barely perceptible smile flashed across his eyes.

Anyway, I made the money, so it’s not a loss. Even if I got beaten up, it’s worth it.

Anyway, he has thick skin and is not afraid.

Life is becoming more and more unpredictable.

He looked stubborn and refused to return the money. The disciples around him were furious. They picked up their weapons, rolled up their sleeves and started to fight. The scene was very chaotic for a while.

It can be called a free fighting scene.

There was a mess up there. Yu Zhao swung his legs and watched with even more interest. The melee was still the most interesting thing to watch.

It was unknown how long the fight lasted. The disciples slowly left when they were tired. The only ones left at the scene were the master and disciple who were still fighting passionately and Yu Zhao who was watching the show. Leng Quanyi had already fallen asleep leaning on Yu Zhao's legs.

The disciple slowly raised his head, looked around, and when he saw that there was no one around, he immediately relaxed.

"Master, you can stop now. Everyone has left."

Xie Ni, with his sleeves torn and a mess on his head, stood up with a somersault and helped the tired Third Elder up. Then the old man and the young one clapped their hands, rubbed their hands, and laughed obscenely.

"Master's acting is really good!"

"No, no, my disciple, you are quite capable of taking a beating, hehe."

After some business exchanging, the two of them were counting their money under the moonlight, grinning merrily, having a great time.

Yu Zhao's mouth twitched, and he finally understood. It turned out that these two, one playing the good cop and the other the bad cop, were actually in the same group. They had performed the drama of "killing relatives for the sake of justice and clearing the house" quite well.

They are not jealous of their money because it is all hard-earned money.

Shen Yuzhuo, who was watching the two from a distance, looked calm as he stared straight at the old man and the young man on the stage. At first glance, it seemed quite real, but suddenly, a sense of absurdity suddenly came to his mind.

The eyes can be deceiving.

His evil eye didn't notice anything unusual from beginning to end.

Now he didn't know how to describe his feeling at the moment. It was like a reptile was crawling across his heart, making him feel uncomfortable.

I don’t know what Yu Zhao did, but he pretended to be very convincing and had a pretty good reputation among his disciples.

In the dense bushes behind him, two small eyes blinked and the bluebird folded its wings above its head.

"For now, I haven't seen Shen Luzi approach Yu Yatou. He's just watching from a distance. Yu Yatou should also know that Shen Luzi is watching her, but she doesn't seem to be interested in what the idiot is doing."

The night was hazy. The young man squatted on a branch, gently parting the blossoms. A pair of eyes peeked out from the gaps, his gaze never leaving Yu Zhao. "Well done, keep staring at him."

The water mirror in the hall was floating in the air. Sect Master Yunhe was looking at Cui Yu with half-closed eyes, his silver teeth almost broken, and he was frantically pulling at the bean pegs that his second disciple had found for him to relieve his stress.

OK!

You kid is pretending to be blind!

He had felt sorry for him for three seconds, and he wanted to take back these three seconds with interest.

His eyes were black and shiny, and he was still staring at his little disciple. Yun He touched his chin and began to think about all sorts of things.

Are you trying to poach my employees?

The more he thought about it, the more reasonable it seemed. Everything seemed so natural. Of course, apart from wanting to steal his beloved disciple, he really couldn't think of any other possibility.

No wonder he came all the way to Haoyun Sect, it turns out he had another purpose.

He must have discovered it!

Yun He was so angry that his appetite became smaller and he only ate seven meals a day. Disciple Jiang, who brought him meals every day, noticed something was wrong.

Master only ate seven meals today. This is so weird.

"Master, are you worried about something?" Finally one day, he couldn't help but ask.

"No." Yun He said lightly and perfunctorily. In terms of cultivation and appearance, although he didn't want to admit it, he was indeed a little bit worse than Cui Yu by the size of a little fingernail. Perhaps it was because of this gap.

His young disciple might abandon him, and then he would have one less person to take care of him in his old age. The thought of having one less person to take care of him in his old age made him unable to eat, and his inability to eat would affect his thinking, thus affecting the entire sect.

Cui Yu’s crime is extremely serious and will indirectly affect the entire sect!

No, no!

The more Yun He thought about it, the more excited he became. He slammed the table, stood up, showed off his three bowls of rice, and walked out of the house in a rage.

"Master, where are you going?" Disciple Jiang stretched out Erkang's hand to stop him, but Master's back was determined.

He simply waved his hand and said casually, "I'm going to fight for the sect. Don't stop me, and don't worry about me."

"I'm going to meet with Elder Cui Yu, who has evil intentions, and make him give up that idea."

Half an hour later, Yun He showed a silly smile, holding bottles and jars, which included but were not limited to beauty creams, hair care potions, and "The Great Dressing Guide".

"Elder Cui Yu is a good man, a very good man." He praised him highly and wanted to recruit Cui Yu to their sect as a mascot.

Looking at the disciple Jiang who was bubbling with thoughts: "..."

I was so full of energy just now and thought that a fierce battle was inevitable, but I didn't expect that Master would be defeated so quickly and be "subdued" too quickly.