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Chapter 15 Intentions

"Ghost Xiaofeng, Yang Que, the level was originally the Ninth level of spiritual communication, but now the fifth level of spiritual communication, and the cultivation level has been greatly reduced, so he should be severely punished. However..." The old man Huafa hesitated for a moment and announced loudly, "Since he can use the corpse evil ghost faces higher than the level, his talent is undoubtedly fined, and he will only be punished to guard the Spirit Garden for two months. Yang Que, do you have any objection?"

Yang Que had a respectful attitude: "The disciple has no objection."

After receiving the punishment, he set off the stone platform under the eyes of everyone's emotions. Just as he was about to leave silently, Wan Feixun suddenly stopped him: "Yang Que, come here."

Yang Que moved slightly, hesitated for a moment, but walked over, but looked at Wan Yao, who was full of joy beside him, and said in his heart: I hurt my junior sister, but she still treats me sincerely.

"Fifth Brother, I knew you would cheer up." Wan Yao's eyes were bright when she saw him coming.

Lin Baiyun stood aside, his face extremely gloomy, and his eyes looking at Yang Que were filled with resentment and unwillingness: Master asked him to come over, was he changing his mind to him?

The ordinary disciples in the audience and the people from the four main peaks all looked at Wan Feixun, each guessing his intention.

"Master, are you looking for me?" Yang Que knew that Xiaonian had not arrived and his personal identity as a disciple had not been removed. After hesitating, he still shouted like this.

However, Wan Feixun's face sank in an instant, and he sneered: "Master? Who is your master? Where is your master?"

Yang Que's eyes flashed slightly and he lowered his head.

Wan Yao's face changed slightly: "Dad, why are you doing this? Brother Fifth today..."

"Stop!" Wan Feixun shouted angrily and looked at her with a cold look, "Yao'er, today I will treat you as a disciple of the entire sect and make a marriage for you. After the New Year's Examination, you will get married."

Wan Yao was stunned and looked at Yang Que.

Yang Que frowned slightly, and a chill suddenly rose in his heart.

In the astonished eyes of everyone, Wan Feixun turned around and looked at Lin Baiyun who was in grief and angry, and said gently: "Baiyun, I will marry Yao'er to you. You must treat her well. After the New Year trial, my teacher will organize a marriage for you. I feel relieved to leave Yao'er to you."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was shocked.

Wan Yao's face suddenly turned pale, she still disbelief and said in a trembling voice: "Dad, you..."

Lin Baiyun's whole body trembled, and a huge ecstasy rushed over. He turned red and couldn't react for a moment.

"Haha, Brother Wan, congratulations, your daughter is naturally beautiful, that boy is cheap." Although Jiang Wuji was confused, he laughed and congratulated him.

"Senior Brother Lin, congratulations!" Some of the personal disciples of the four main peaks also began to congratulate Lin Baiyun on his rise.

"Junior Sister Wan, congratulations too!"

"Congratulations to Master Wanfeng for choosing his son-in-law!"

Although everyone was also a little confused, since it was Lord Wanfeng who personally announced, they naturally did not dare to think about it.

Wan Feixun responded to everyone with a smile, then his eyes turned cold, and he looked at Yang Que who was silent, and said sarcastically: "Yang Que, don't you congratulate me when Yao'er has a good belonging?"

Yang Que lowered his head and remained silent.

Wan Feixun smiled, shook his head, with obvious sarcasm in his eyes: "Waste is always a waste. Even if you are now at the fifth level of spiritual communication, in the annual examination a few months later, you will still be removed from your personal disciple's identity. You have nothing, and being a small servant is the best."

"Dad, you can't say that to Senior Brother Fifth! I will never get married..." Wan Yao looked at her father with tears in her eyes. She couldn't figure it out, but her father could not understand.

Wan Feixun snorted coldly, his eyes coldly: "It's not your final decision whether to marry or not. As for this waste, if you still think about him, I will kill him with one palm now!"

"You..." Wan Yao's body trembled, with despair in her eyes, "Dad, no, you are not such a person. Brother Fifth has done a good job today. Why did you treat him like this? He is raised by you since childhood, why are you so cruel?"

"Cruel?" Wan Feixun sneered and looked at Yang Que with disgust. "I have never taken it to heart by a waste who has tried all the time to be embarrassed."

Speaking of this, he stared at Yang Que coldly: "If you have the ability to know yourself and want to live longer, it is best to stay away from my daughter in the future, otherwise, don't mess with me!"

"Baiyun, I will hand over Yao'er to you. You should practice hard and strive to shine in the New Year test. I will also have some face." Wan Feixun glanced at Yang Que, turned to Lin Baiyun and said gently.

Lin Baiyun was ecstatic and said repeatedly: "Don't worry, Master, I will definitely live up to my high expectations."

"Okay, let's go back, Baiyun, you can live in Yao'er's cave tonight. Anyway, you will get married sooner or later, it will be a matter of time before you live together." Wan Feixun ordered, greeted Jiang Wuji and Xie Yunhua, and was about to leave.

"Master Wanfeng!"

Suddenly, Yang Que raised his head, his eyes shining with a tremendous light, and he looked at Wan Feixun.

Wan Feixun narrowed his eyes slightly, but he stopped before he turned his head.

Yang Que's heart was filled with anger that was hard to suppress. He gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Little Junior Sister, it's mine!"

Since he accidentally hurt the young junior sister that day, he has regarded her as his woman. The young junior sister is also the first woman he has in this world. Today, he feels the silent and sincere feelings of this girl again. How can he let go!

Besides, how can Lin Baiyun, who is self-righteous and despicable, be worthy of his junior sister!

He was unwilling, deeply unwilling!

His woman will never be snatched away by anyone, no matter who it is!

"Little junior sister, she is my woman!" Yang Que's eyes were cold and he repeated firmly.

"Oh?" Wan Feixun turned his head and glanced at him, with obvious sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, and he also said word by word: "You are not worthy!"

After saying that, I will stop and go further and further away.

Yang Que clenched his fists and looked at the distant back. A strange light flashed in his deep eyes.

"Hmph, Wan Feixun said so much today. It's rare to even lower his identity and compete with an incompetent disciple." Jiang Wuji muttered and left with the disciple of Wan Gu Peak.

"Fifth Brother..." Wan Yao's eyes were filled with tears, and her heart was sore, "Dad..."

"Little Junior Sister, Master sends a message to me to take you back immediately. Let's go, don't talk to this servant anymore." Lin Baiyunzhi was so proud that he felt very happy. And he also knew that there were still a few months before the annual examination was coming, and even if Yang Que had the fifth level of spiritual cultivation, he would definitely be eliminated from his personal disciple by the Elders' Council. At that time, it was the time when he was about to marry his junior sister.

When he was happiest and dazzling, he would be the time when Yang Que was about to become a servant and become the most humble servant. When he thought of the excitement, he wanted to laugh wildly now to express his feelings.

Wan Yao looked at Yang Que with tears on her face, but she had a determination in her eyes: "Fifth Brother, don't worry, I am your woman, and no one can touch me."

Yang Que felt ache in his heart, and his eyes became brighter. As Wan Yao gradually moved away under the surroundings of Gui Xiaofeng's disciples, his hands became tighter and tighter.

Lin Baiyun, I will let you give up like shit!

From beginning to end, I, Yang Que, were all from me, and no one could take it away!

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