"Humph, Tai Shen Ling Dan Villa is simply a robber."
He Zhesheng overturned the objects on the table, and the pen holder was shattered by the force in his palm.
The disciples sat on the table and looked at each other.
I don't understand why Elder He, who has always been dignified and solemn, suddenly lost his temper in front of the inner disciples.
He is very angry.
"There are only five secret realm quotas this year," he said through gritted teeth, suppressing the urge to kill, his eyes red.
Everyone was in an uproar and inexplicably horrified.
Five are you kidding me?
Hasn’t it been ten for thousands of years?
Except for Mu Chuyue, everyone widened their eyes, trying to find the slightest sign of joking on Elder He's face.
Clearly, they failed.
"Lingdan Villa put pressure on our Danyang Sect, but we had no choice but to offer only half of the quota."
As soon as the words came out, He Zhesheng was immediately discouraged.
At this time, even Mu Chuyue was stunned.
She only knew that the sect was in decline, but she did not expect that Lingdan Villa would suppress her to such an extent.
Even the secret realm that founded the sect agreed to be shared with him.
You know, there have been rumors for hundreds of years that the alchemy inheritance left by the ancestors is scattered among them.
Suddenly hearing the news about Lingdan Villa, Mu Chuyue felt a little strange, and a figure of a girl in red appeared in her mind.
Mu Yingying, after all the hard work, she failed to get into Lingdan Villa, how do you feel?
The sound of slaps brought her back from her thoughts.
Inside the room, the disciples were indignant.
However, nothing can be done.
They did not have the strength to crush the first sect in the empire.
Even if they cursed, they could only accept the injustice in the end.
Compared with them, Mu Chuyue lacked a sense of belonging to the sect and could not feel the same anger, let alone vow to fight back.
She just quietly turned her chin towards Shen Hanfei.
Sure enough, the group of people around that guy were on the verge of going berserk.
There was no way to fix the quota issue.
It seemed that he was the one who was most affected this time.
The five quotas belonging to his subordinates were all taken up, resulting in huge losses.
If Shen Hanfei realized something, he turned his eyes to Mu Chuyue.
In the eyes, there is no concealment, there is a sinister edge like a poisonous snake.
Qian Chengyang turned his head and met his eyes.
He immediately gestured with his fists to him without any sign of weakness and bared his teeth in response.
Shen Hanfei gritted his teeth and looked away.
Elder Shen finished his words and rushed out of the classroom angrily.
The room instantly became noisy, and Mu Chuyue stepped out of the door with her hind feet.
"Brother Han, what should I do?
I can't follow you into the secret realm this time."
The attendant looked at Shen Hanfei with a sad face, almost crying but without tears.
With his own ability, he couldn't get the only remaining spot.
Shen Hanfei waved his hands irritably, not wanting to pay attention to them at all, and shouted: "Noisy" What can he do?
Can he still steal the spot from Lingdan Villa?
"Go, go, don't bother me" "Brother Han, don't worry, I have a way for you to bring people in."
Someone approached his ear and suggested in a weird voice.
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"What?"
Shen Hanfei looked directly at him impatiently.
The guy held a knife across his neck, stuck out a scarlet tongue, and bared his teeth to say a name: "Yue Chumu."
"Haha, you really are a kid."
Shen Hanfei's eyes released a cold light, his smile was extremely sinister, and his white teeth caught the cold air.
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