"Ah!" Yu Xinghe exclaimed, and the next moment he felt a hand gently wrap around his waist, hugging him.

Yu Xinghe raised his head in shock and met Shen Gurong's indifferent eyes.

Shen Gurong: "Be careful."

Yu Xinghe was stunned, his face turned slightly red, and he said shyly: "Thank you, Master."

Shen Gurong did not put him down. Instead, he reached out to Mu Ban, who was holding the chain obediently, and gestured to hug him.

Mu Ban didn't dare to be so close to him, so he shook his head and refused: "I don't dare to bother Master."

Shen Gurong knew that he still had a grudge against her, so he didn't force it. He slowly crossed the rope bridge with Yu Xinghe in his arms, and reached the other side in an instant.

Mu Ban pursed his lips lightly, holding the cold chain with his little hands, not knowing what he felt in his heart.

Yu Xinghe looked at Shen Gurong longingly, probably not expecting that his master, who had never looked directly at him, would condescend to carry him across the rope bridge.

This honor made Yu Xinghe a little more courageous. After he was put down, he gently tugged on Shen Gurong's sleeve, his eyes were like stars, and he said in a sweet voice: "Xinghe, thank you Master."

Shen Gurong looked down at him, then thought of his soft and cute sister, and reached out to rub his little head.

Yu Xinghe's eyes widened, filled with admiration.

Mu Ban had already crossed the rope bridge, and when he saw Shen Gurong rubbing Yu Xinghe, his eyes moved slightly.

During the journey from the cable bridge to Zhibai Hall in Changying Mountain, Yu Xinghe had been staring at Shen Gurong eagerly, looking extremely excited.

Shen Gurong glanced at him - without the risk of the little villain becoming a demon in the future, the more he looked at Yu Xinghe, the more he liked him: "Are you tired?"

Yu Xinghe was stunned and nodded timidly.

Shen Gurong looked gentle. He bent down and hugged Yu Xinghe into his arms, and walked steadily towards Zhibai Hall.

Yu Xinghe exclaimed, his face turned red. He timidly grabbed Shen Gurong's shoulders and mouthed to Mu Ban who was following behind him: Master, you are hugging me again! Ahhhh!

Mu Ban lowered his eyes, showing no reaction, and pursed his pale lips slightly.

Soon, Zhibaitang had arrived.

Lisuo was in the golden elixir stage. He only suffered some skin trauma yesterday and it has healed today. However, he was already physically weak and his face was still a little pale as he had just recovered from a serious illness.

He stood at the entrance of Zhibai Hall to greet him as if he were mourning for his heir, and behind him stood his fellow juniors who were equally dejected.

As soon as he glanced over and saw the white clothes gradually coming towards him, Li Suo's calves were trembling.

He took a deep breath, forced a smile, and saluted respectfully: "I have met the Holy King."

Other disciples also followed suit and saluted.

Shen Gurong put Yu Xinghe down: "No need to be polite."

He imitated the posture of the private school teacher and walked quietly into Zhibai Hall. Other disciples also swarmed in and sat down obediently.

Mu Ban followed Li Suo into his seat, turned slightly sideways, and asked in a low voice: "Brother, are you feeling better today?"

Li Suo didn't know whether it was because he hadn't recovered yet or because he was frightened by Shen Gurong. His face was as pale as paper. When he heard Mu Ban's words, he forced a smile, raised his hand and rubbed Mu Ban's head, and said softly: "Senior brother is fine."

Even though Mu was relegated, he still felt a little guilty.

Li Suo rubbed him again and said with a smile: "This matter has nothing to do with you. If I hadn't taken the initiative to provoke the epidemic ghost at that time, this matter wouldn't have happened. You were still implicated by me."

Mu Ban said hurriedly: "No."

Li Suo blinked at him.

At this moment, Shen Gurong suddenly coughed dryly, and Li Suo straightened his back immediately and looked at the Holy Lord intently.

Shen Gurong was dressed in white, with a bamboo basket hanging from his waist. He lowered his eyes with picturesque eyebrows and said calmly: "Why do you keep failing in meditation classes?"

Lisuo stood up immediately, stiffened his body, and said dryly: "It's because I'm not calm."

Shen Gurong glanced at him: "Why is your heart so restless?"

Li Suo was so shocked by him that he didn't dare to say a word, and the whole Zhibai Hall was completely silent like never before.

Shen Gurong glanced at the silent young disciples. He picked up the bamboo stick and held it in his palm, imitating the posture of the private school teacher and tapping his palm again and again.

As soon as he knocked, all the disciples' bodies trembled at the same time, and their hair almost stood up in fear, fearing that Saint Fengxue would get angry and swallow them all alive.

After all, Saint Lord Fengxue was a beast-like existence in Liren Peak.

Shen Gurong looked at their trembling looks and thought to himself: "Hey, it's quite fun."

Shen Gurong deliberately knocked many times and watched them shaking around, laughing hard in his heart.

Mu Ban, who was using his spiritual power to recite the Meditation Sutra silently, heard the frosty Master saying in his heart: Hahahahahaha.

Mu Ban: "..."

Mu Ban pursed his lips. He had always thought that Shen Fengxue, who looked glamorous but was actually ruthless, was sanctimonious, but he didn't expect...

He is still too young.

Mu Ban lowered his head and did not want to say anything.

Shen Gurong had been tormented by her private school teachers before, but now she could finally torment others. She felt inexplicably as happy as a daughter-in-law who had been married for many years became a mother-in-law.
Chapter completed!