Quick Transmigration: The host wants to die

Chapter 41 Asking Her Responsibility
Chapter 41 Asking Her Responsibility
When Ruan Xiaoli entered the hall, it was obvious that the atmosphere in the hall was not very good, and there was still You Sheng's body in the center of the hall.

As if she hadn't noticed the atmosphere, she slowly walked to her seat and sat down, without raising her eyelids or saluting to the master.

Zheng Daorin's eyes flashed fiercely for a moment, and he was happy to see others say that Ruan Li was a waste and that she didn't understand etiquette.

But he wanted Ruan Li to kneel in front of him and salute him more, and call him senior brother.

He is already the head of the sect, but she is a waste, yet she still doesn't salute him, hasn't she broken her pride after so many years?

Humph.

Sooner or later you will kneel at my feet!
Baili Yan Chen's eyes were displeased, since the time his uncle entered the hall, he had been paying attention to his master's expression, and sure enough.
He sees subtleties in people, and can detect every trace of expression. As expected, the master dislikes the uncle very much.

But for so many years, the master has given everyone a false impression that he loves this little junior sister very much.

But if you think about it carefully, love should be love in all aspects, not superficial, and then let your junior sister be humiliated.

Baili Yan Chen's heart was a little cold. He was very disappointed with the master who once existed in his heart like a strict father.

As soon as Ruan Xiaoli sat down, an elder called her out.

"Ruan Li, can you still sit there with peace of mind? While you were leading the team, some disciples died, and two of them died, so you have nothing to explain?" Elder Sun looked resentful.

Ruan Xiaoli raised his head lightly and said, "I'm a waste, I can't protect my disciples."

Didn't you say she was trash?Are you still counting on a waste protection disciple?

The most she could do was follow along as an elder, just to show her face, and she, a piece of trash, couldn't do the job of protecting the disciples.

As soon as these words came out, Elder Sun blushed angrily, and pointed at Ruan Xiaoli: "The disciple is dead, and you are the leader of the team, so you must bear the blame!"

Ruan Xiaoli showed a faint smile, and didn't care about pursuing her matters at all.

The disciples standing in a row at the bottom all showed contempt, contempt for this useless uncle, but at the same time, they were a little depressed. Why did the head elder let such an incompetent uncle lead the team? If the elder led the team, they Surely nothing will happen.

Baili Yan Chen's eyes were full of coldness, the more he understood the secret of this, the more he looked at these elders, the more hypocritical he felt.

All the respectable people sitting on it are bullying a woman.

Baili Yanzhen took a step forward: "Master, everyone knows the ability of the master uncle. Although the master can't protect the disciples, he can arrange accommodation and food along the way to guide the disciples to fight against the sneaky people on the road. The short-term guidance is not enough. The strength of the young disciples has improved by leaps and bounds, and these are all thanks to the uncle,
It should be my senior brother's responsibility to protect the disciple. The disciple once saw the murderer's back but lost him after chasing him. The disciple is incompetent. "

In this team, Baili Yanzhen is indeed the strongest, and it should be his responsibility to protect the disciples.

Zheng Daorin looked at his beloved disciple, without a trace of anger in his heart, how could he blame his eldest disciple, this is his pride, the leader of this Xianmen meeting.

"Yan Chen, you don't have to blame yourself. That murderer has been rampant in Xianzong for decades. There is something you can subdue. You don't have to blame yourself for this. Master is very pleased that you have won the leader of the conference. You have lived up to your teacher." expectations of you."

Immediately, the atmosphere in the hall became cheerful.

The elders all praised Baili Yanzhen, Zheng Daorin had a proud face, and the disciples all looked enviously.

And the corpse in the middle of the hall couldn't be colder.

Is it appropriate to praise someone at this time?

Ruan Xiaoli sneered inwardly.

(End of this chapter)