The Poison Doctor Mad Concubine is a Bit Tugged

Hearing Nalan Weiran's words, Ye Feiran's eyes fell on the mentors, and they saw that they were helpless and ready to explode.

Ye Feiran glanced at Ye Mulin with her beautiful eyes, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly. This scourge is indeed a serious scourge!

Ye Feiran glared at Ye Murin again, Ye Murin looked innocent, what did he do wrong? Who can tell him.

When the group walked two times on the cliff, the female disciple still fell off the cliff in a variety of ways, just to witness Ye Mulin's demeanor up close, and finally a mentor couldn't help it.

"Disciples of the seventh class, listen to me, your task today is not fifty barrels, but sixty barrels."

"Disciples of the fourth class, your task today is sixty-five buckets of water!"

"Disciples of Class Eight, if you continue like this, your tasks will be doubled today, tomorrow will double, and the day after tomorrow!"

Except for Class 1 and Class 2, the tutors of the other seven classes all spoke up.

For a while, there were sorrows all around, the male disciple stared at the female disciple beside him with displeased eyes, and the female disciple wanted to open his mouth to plead with the teacher.

But the mentors didn't give them a chance to speak at all.

"If you dare to ask for mercy, the punishment will be doubled." The instructor of Class Seven said angrily.

"exactly!"

"good!"

The other instructors chimed in.

Hearing that, the disciples of the seven classes were instantly stunned, and they didn't even dare to look at the tutor, for fear that the tutor would misunderstand that their eyes were pleading.

Next, a group of male disciples began to scold the female disciples, but the female disciples didn't dare to say a word. Realizing the consequences of the punishment, they didn't dare to do some deliberate things, and honestly carried water and hiked up the mountain.

However, there were still some female disciples who couldn't help but secretly glanced at Ye Mulin, but they all ensured that they did not fall.

Seeing this scene, the instructors finally felt a little more comfortable, and a few people gathered around and discussed things in a low voice.

"Do you think Yan Zheng did it on purpose? He only has one class, how could he be so busy that he needs a deputy tutor?"

"Ghost knows what Yan Zheng thinks. Are you brave enough to ask him? Anyway, I don't dare. When I faced him, I was a little flustered."

"Yan Zheng is the peak of Mahayana, who is brave enough to offend him?"

"What Yan Zheng wants to do is his business, but can he not find an ordinary-looking assistant tutor?"

"Yes, yes, this assistant tutor's appearance is so outstanding that he immediately fascinated the female disciple, how will he train in the future?"

The mentors expressed their thoughts, and then the group went to the dean to talk about it.

The result...of course it was a no-brainer.

Bai Jianjia looked at the backs of them leaving, the corners of her lips were slightly hooked, Ye Mulin took the initiative to be the assistant tutor of the first class, she couldn't ask for anything!

Others don't know Ye Mulin's identity, doesn't she know?

However, what the instructors said should not be ignored.

Bai Jianjia thought about it for a while, and came up with two solutions, so he went to Yan Zheng in person.

Yan Zheng is drinking spirit wine leisurely in Misty Valley, and his life is too comfortable.

When he saw Bai Jianjia, he raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Why are you here? Is there something wrong?"

Bai Jianjia glanced at him, sat down opposite him, poured herself a glass of wine, took a sip, and said, "You have a good life!"

"Naturally, since when have I wronged myself?"

After finishing speaking, Yan Zheng gulped a few sips of wine again, for fear that Bai Jianjia would steal his spirit wine.

Seeing this, Bai Jianjia's mouth twitched slightly, "I'm here to find you on business."

"What's the matter?" The doubts in Yan Zheng's eyes flashed.

After Bai Jianjia told Yan Zheng, Yan Zheng couldn't come back to his senses. After coming back to his senses, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, "Is that all?"

"Yeah!" Bai Jianjia picked up the glass and sipped the wine to hide her emotions. She also felt a little embarrassed.

The next moment, Yan Zheng laughed loudly, "Hahaha...Jianjia, your academy's female disciples are not good, this little charm can't stand it."

Bai Jianjia: "...It's as if the female disciples in the inner court can stand it."

Hearing this, Yan Zheng stopped his laughter, thinking of Ye Mulin's handsome appearance, coupled with the terrifying background, he couldn't help shaking his head and said, "I guess there are not many women on the mainland who have not left the cabinet who can withstand it. "

"Women who come out of the cabinet may not be able to stand it." Bai Jianjia added.

Yan Zheng nodded in agreement, "You're right, I'll take a trip now!"

"Thanks for your hard work!"

After Yan Zheng left, Bai Jianjia glanced at Misty Valley. Since he was here, he naturally wanted to say hello to Qin Qiu and take a look at Qin Qiu's eldest disciple.

Yan Zheng gnawed on the chicken leg and came to the bottom of the 90-degree straight cliff. He glanced at the surrounding situation, and finally understood why Bai Jianjia came to him to talk about this issue in person.

Tsk tsk tsk... I don't know whether to say that Ye Zizi is too charming, or that the female disciples of the academy are too crazy.

When the mentors saw Yan Zheng, they looked at each other in dismay, and immediately reduced their sense of existence.

They had an intuition that Yan Zheng must have come because they had just found the dean.

Yan Zheng glanced at the quail-like mentors, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, he was so cowardly!

He reached out and patted Ye Mulin's shoulder and said with a smile, "Boy Ye, I have something to do with you."

"You said." Ye Murin said without looking back.

Yan Zheng was not angry at all, and continued, "Cough cough... someone complained to the dean that you affected the training of the disciples, what do you think?"

Although Mentor Lin and the others tried their best to reduce their sense of existence, they kept raising their ears to pay attention to the movements here, so when they heard Yan Zheng's words, everyone trembled in their hearts.

At the same time, everyone scolded the eighteenth generation of Yan Zheng's ancestors in their hearts.

At this moment, they didn't realize that they were subconsciously afraid of Ye Mulin.

Ye Mulin's black eyes glanced at Instructor Lin and the others coldly, which made them tremble, wishing to explode on the spot and take the opportunity to disappear.

Ye Mulin retracted her gaze, continued to look at Ye Feiran's back, and asked, "How did I affect their training?"

The corners of Yan Zheng's mouth twitched slightly, staring at Ye Mulin's handsome face for a while, and then said softly, "Tsk tsk tsk... your face is too much, I guess not only female disciples can't train, but male disciples also Possibly unable to train."

Ye Mulin: "...So what?"

Yan Zheng took a bite of the chicken leg and said, "The dean suggested that you wear a mask, or train another class first, what do you think?"

Hearing this, Ye Mulin's eyes flickered slightly, and she seemed to understand why Ye Feiran stared at him again and again.

Ran'er is this jealous?

Thinking of this, Ye Murin was in a good mood, and his Ran'er was actually jealous!

Although Ye Mulin's mood changes were small, Yan Zheng, who had been staring at him, noticed it.

"Boy Ye, do you think about it? Tell me quickly when you think about it. I'll go back and tell the dean, so she can't wait too long."

In an instant, Ye Mulin's expression returned to normal, his black eyes glanced at Yan Zheng, and said, "Really?"

Yan Zheng: "..."

Come on, this kid must know how to read minds.

"Choose one of two, you choose quickly."

Ye Mulin raised her eyebrows slightly, "What if I don't choose? Do you want to be stronger?"

Yan Zheng: "..."

What kind of wolf word is this?

Are they brave enough to use force against him? Just think about it.

"Don't dare, but please look at my face and choose!"

A solemn tone with a hint of pleading.