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Chapter 952 Brought Back to the Happy School

"Why should I tell you my name?" Leng Xiaobai looked at Shangguan Mo coldly, and at the sight of Shangguan Mo's attire, he knew that he was with Bai Yu and the others, "No one told you, before asking someone's name, Do you want to blow up your house first?"

"My father is Shangguan Mo, the head of the Xiaoyao Sect!" Shangguan Xi'er rushed up from behind, and said with arrogance, "Don't be afraid, just be obedient and obediently steal you away! Hand over what belongs to senior brother! If you hand it over, we can spare your life!"

Leng Xiaobai said coldly: "I told you, I didn't rob it, it was your elder brother who robbed me."

While speaking, Leng Xiaobai looked at Bai Yu with sharp eyes.

Bai Yu felt that he was stared at by this half-grown child, and he shuddered a little.

The more I look at it, the more I feel that this child is not pleasing to the eye, and the more I look at it, the more I feel that this child is unusual.

He was clearly just a child, but his eyes were a little too sharp, and what was his little gray cat? His cultivation level of more than ten levels would be given to him by that inconspicuous little black cat. bound.

He couldn't even see what the little black cat's body was.

"Since the little fellow Daoist and my disciples hold their own opinions and have their own opinions, I can't blame anyone wrongly. How about this? The little fellow Daoist will return to the Xiaoyao Sect with us, and I will investigate and deal with it impartially. My disciples wronged you, how about I apologize to you on their behalf?" Shangguan Mo asked nicely.

He glanced at Leng Xiaobai, then at the little gray cat on Xiaobai's shoulder, his eyes were strange.

Leng Xiaobai naturally understood that this Shangguan Mo was not a good person.

This guy seems to have taken a fancy to Taotie.

"Can you beat him?" Xiaobai communicated with Taotie with his eyes.

Taotie shook his head.

This Shangguan Mo seems to have a strong cultivation base, so it may not be his opponent now.

"What if I don't go to the Happy School with you?" Leng Xiaobai looked up at Shangguan Mo.

"Then, I can only invite you to go with coercion." Shangguan Mo smiled, and his aura was released. The aura of a cultivator at the sixth level of God Venerable was strong enough, and the oppressive Xiaobai was a little out of breath.

"It seems that I am willing to go with you as much as I want, and I have to go with you if I don't want to go with you?" Leng Xiaobai looked at Shangguan Mo with a non-smiling smile.

Shangguan Mo nodded, "Young fellow Daoist, don't worry, I am a very fair person. I won't wrong anyone."

Later, Leng Xiaobai and Taotie were taken away by Shangguan Mo.

Knowing that he is not Shangguan Mo's opponent, if he can't beat Shangguan Mo, then he can only obey him.

Wait until the Xiaoyao faction to find a way.

The Xiaoyao faction is on the edge of the Black Mist Forest, on a mountain. This mountain does not seem to have existed before, it seems to have grown out of nowhere, just like the Black Mist Forest, it appeared suddenly.

The mountain is so smoky that it looks like a fairyland.

After Leng Xiaobai was brought up the mountain, he was directly sent into a hall on the main peak.

Shangguan Mo and a group of disciples stood in the hall discussing who stole from whom between him and Bai Yu.

Standing in a corner, Leng Xiaobai rolled his eyes as he watched Shangguan Mo pretending to interrogate his disciple Bai Yu.

Bai Yu is his disciple, where can he go justly.

Looking at the virtues of these disciples, one can tell that this master must not be very good.

The little guy didn't care about Shangguan Mo and the others. He looked curiously at the main hall on the mountain. It was antique and not a modern building at all, but it stood intact in this modern world.

Does the return of the earth to the age of the gods mean that many things will return to the way they were in the past, and even buildings and all modern things will disappear completely?
Is that the times are going backwards, or is the times advancing?

It used to be the world of the rich, but now it should be the world of the capable.

(End of this chapter)