"It's not up to you."
Yu Feng's tone was calm and his eyelids were half raised, as if in his eyes, Yan Yun was just a little pet that could be beaten and killed.
His words and movements were like a mountain, pressing tightly on Yan Yun, making her breathless.
A feeling of suffocation surged into her heart, and her eyes returned to reality in an instant.
...
The sky also turned dark, and the hall was dark, and no one could see their expressions clearly.
He stopped one meter directly in front of her, with such a condescending posture that people couldn't help but feel a sense of surrender.
She resisted the pressure from the incarnate monk and straightened her back.
Yan Yun reached out and took off the disciple jade medal he wore around his waist, and spread it out to him with his palm facing up. The shiny jade medal was quietly placed on it, emitting soft light in the dim hall.
"Boom——"
The light of lightning illuminated the hall for a moment, and Yan Yun stood there looking at him, with a tenacity in his eyes that he had never seen before, and an astonishing stubbornness between his eyebrows.
"Have you thought about it?"
Just like the weather, Yu Feng's face was covered with dark clouds, without a trace of clarity.
At this moment, he finally realized that this most cowardly and submissive young disciple was getting out of his control step by step.
She bit her finger and dripped a drop of blood into the jade token. Then she loosened the red rope in her hand and the jade token fell to the ground. The crisp shattering sound clearly rang in everyone's ears.
The master-disciple contract between the two of them in the jade tablet also completely disappeared at this moment.
"Yan Yun..."
Jiang Qinghe was panting and holding on to the palace door. When he looked at the broken jade token on the ground, his pupils trembled, and he immediately understood what happened.
Yu Feng's lips parted slightly, wanting to say something, but nothing came out.
She was completely out of his control!
She was such a weak little girl, but she burst out with astonishing cruelty. In my mind, I couldn't help but recall the little girl's full smile when she first entered the Changle Sect.
But now, everything in front of him feels strange...
"The disciples will move away from Song Xuefeng on their own, so I won't bother Immortal Lord Yu Feng."
From today on, there is no longer Yan Yun, the disciple of Immortal Lord Yu Feng.
"Yanyun, you have changed."
He looked at her, pursed his lips, and his deep eyes were dark and cold, with a hint of complexity.
Yu Feng's eyes were like sharp swords, as if he wanted to see through her from the outside to the inside.
But she is still her.
"You have forgotten that you personally killed Yan Yun back then."
Yan Yun lowered his eyes, then raised his eyes and looked at him intently, his tone was calm and indifferent.
"presumptuous!"
Catching her gaze, Yu Feng seemed to be exposed to some shady secret, and even became a little angry.
The anger of the cultivator was unstoppable, and Yan Yun was violently slapped on the wall. The violent impact made her spit out a mouthful of blood uncontrollably.
For a moment, her internal organs were screaming in pain.
His sudden move caused no one present to react. Chen Changyu's eyes were complicated, looking at Yan Yun who was holding himself up, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes very quickly.
And Jiang Qinghe ran over, risking being beaten by Yu Feng, "Junior sister!"
He wanted to help Yan Yun up, but she blocked him with her hand and froze in place.
"Master, Yan Yun was just impulsive, she..."
"Shut up!"
Although he was speaking to Jiang Qinghe, he looked at Yan Yun and his fingers trembled slightly.
"Disciple Yan Yun has no regard for morality and justice, and has no respect for his elders. From today on, I will expel you from the master's door and enter the outer sect of Changle Sect."
He still looked indifferent, but in Yan Yun's eyes he looked so ridiculous.
The blood fell on the clothes on her chest and stained flowers, but she just hurriedly wiped the blood from the corners of her lips and saluted him, "Thank you, Immortal Lord Yu Feng, for your success."
Despite Yu Feng's low pressure, Yan Yun walked out without hesitation.
Several thunderclaps followed, and heavy rain poured down. The faster she walked, the heavier the rain became, crackling on the ground.
No one left in the hall expected that things would develop like this.
Seeing that Yu Feng's expression remained unchanged even after the collapse of Mount Tai, Liang Xun's face darkened. Liang Xun couldn't help but condemn: "This Yan Yun is really naughty! I usually see her as submissive, but I didn't expect her to be so stubborn."
"She is my disciple, why do you need to talk so much!"
Yu Feng's voice was as cold as the rain pouring outside, "Get out of here."
"yes."
Liang Xun naturally felt bad after being scolded by him, but the Changle Sect only existed because of Yu Feng's presence, so how could he dare to reveal anything.
Soon only Jiang Qinghe and Yu Feng were left in the hall.
Seeing the angry look on the young man's face, Yu Feng suddenly felt a headache and said in a very bad tone, "Jiang Qinghe, what are you still doing here?"
"Master, you are too partial."
Jiang Qinghe held back these words for a long time, but they were indeed his true words. He wanted to say something even more outrageous.
Seeing that Yu Feng was about to get angry again, he hurried to the door, "Don't get angry in a hurry, I'll get out now."
He was suddenly the only one left in the dim hall.
Thunder rumbled, the dark sky was like an army pressing down on the territory, raindrops hit the threshold in front of the temple like pillars, and even splashed into the temple, making a "pop-pop" sound.
His face was dark and unclear, but he kept thinking in his heart that it was he who rescued her from the fire and water and allowed her to enter the immortal sect, which gave her the confidence she has now. Qinghe was right, she was just impulsive, how could she Dare you do this?
Yan Yun walked down the steps step by step. She walked very slowly, and the rain fell on her, making her hair and clothes completely wet.
The scene in front of her was blurred by the heavy rain. She wiped the water from her eyes, and she couldn't tell whether it was tears or rain.
She just felt a lot of pain and pleasure in her body.
Liang Xun looked at the wet Yan Yun in front of him. In his eyes, he looked like a lost dog. It was inappropriate to let the first disciple of the righteous path go without giving her such a good marriage. She was arrogant and ignorant!
Chen Changyu was still with him, which made him even more embarrassed. How could he explain this to the Chen Family Immortal Sect?
"Nephew Chen Xian, just think of it as a favor to Uncle Liang. Don't tell your father yet. Our Changle Sect will definitely give you a satisfactory answer to this matter."
Liang Xun scolded Yu Fengyi and others in his heart, but he still wanted to say good things to Chen Changyu with a smile on his face.
"Um."
Chen Changyu looked at Yan Yun who was speeding up his pace, and couldn't help but speed up. He responded with an extremely perfunctory answer and chased after Yan Yun.
The water splashing under his feet accidentally wet the hem of Liang Xun's clothes. Before he could react, he was almost hit by Jiang Qinghe who was coming towards him.
He steadied himself, and when he saw it was Jiang Qinghe, he couldn't help but scold him, "What's the hurry for a grown-up like this? I'm telling you, don't imitate your junior sister..."
"Uncle, you are so annoying!"
Although Jiang Qinghe was usually naughty, he still respected his elders, but now he couldn't bear to listen. He covered his ears impatiently and hurriedly chased Yan Yun again.
"Hey you!"
Liang Xun was angry at him again. All of them were really unteachable!
