Mo Xianyu tightened his palms, raised a smile on his delicate and elegant face, and walked slowly over with lotus steps.

"Uncle Chihiro."

Who is your uncle?

Please don't recognize relatives randomly, thank you.

Bai Mo had noble and cold face, and he ignored Mo Xianyu who was approaching her without squinting, pretending to not know her at all.

Turning his head and continuing to speak to the disciples of the Meritorious Death Church.

This scene was seen by everyone-

"Isn't this the disciple of the Qinglian Immortal Lord, Junior Sister Mo Xian Yu Mo? Why do you feel that Master Qianxun doesn't like her very much?"

"Have you heard that? Uncle Qianxun used to be very nice to the disciple of Qinglian Immortal Lord, but for some reason he suddenly hated Mo Xianyu and even blamed her everywhere."

"So, this Junior Sister Mo is so pitiful. The little disciple of Qi Refining Stage actually committed the crime of the elder Qi Xun, who is already the Golden Pill stage. " Someone sighed for Mo Xianyu.

It is undoubtedly an invisible way to give Bai Mo or Meng Qianxun enough hatred.

After all, even if the elders of Qingyun Sect have a high status, they only account for a small number of them. Those who have become the most famous sect in the Qingyun Academic Immortal Cultivation World cannot be missing these huge numbers of grassroots disciples.

There is a word called: public anger is difficult to violate.

Hearing that public opinion was biased towards him, Mo Xianyu's embarrassing expression was ignored by Bai Mo, and he stood up with a graceful and generous attitude: "Don't say that..." Uncle Qianxun.

The words are not finished yet.

Only one person sneered: "How can it be considered the fault of Master Qianxun? Mo Xianyu became the poor one?"

"Uncle Qianxun just looks cold-hearted, but he is actually easy to get along with. If Mo Xianyu hadn't angered Uncle Qianxun first, I believe that Uncle Qianxun would not be so public-private and criticized Junior Sister Mo."

"Why do you have to lower your identities and deal with a small Qi Refining Disciple in person like Master Qianxun and Immortal King Qinglian?"

"Think about it carefully, have there been rumors that Master Qianxun treats other disciples harshly? Why is it just her Mo Xianyu?"

As the man's words and words continued to fall, the disciples around him turned from their original preference to her, and Mo Xianyu's delicate face became more and more stiff.

He swallowed the last four words "Uncle Qianxun" that had already whispered to his lips and swallowed unwillingly.

A gloomy look appeared on her face. Regardless of the rumors, she still bowed to Bai Mo with a generous manner, and said respectfully: "Since Master Qianxun is busy, then Xianyu will not disturb you."

I have to say that Mo Xianyu is not a brainless person, on the contrary, she is very smart.

Even if the teacher is embarrassed and ignored, he still behaves calmly and respectfully and politely—

Mo Xianyu's move won many people's hearts for her.

Among all the disciples present, half of them support Mo Xianyu and half think that Meng Qianxun makes things difficult and harsh, and there is a hidden secret that Mo Xianyu is criticized.

The ice is not cold for a day, and the image Mo Xianyu had created among grassroots disciples before was not so easy to destroy.

Bai Mo knew this truth well, so he maintained a good moral character of "silence is the greatest contempt for the enemy."

Noble and cool face.

Mo Xianyu turned around with a lonely face, took out his identity brand, and handed it to the manager of Gongde Hall to exchange for a mission to the master's sect—

"Senior brother, I want to take the one on the list..."

"I've taken the tenth mission on the list!"
Chapter completed!