Yu Zhengzong came back to his senses and subconsciously glanced at Rong Shang standing outside the hall.

Mrs. Mianyi's voice was not loud. After all, it was not easy to be too public when doing things like h0u'me:n.

Rongshang didn't look at her. He lowered his head and looked at the ground, as if he didn't hear Mrs. Mian's words.

She was not sure whether he heard what Mrs. Mianji said, but if he heard it and was still so indifferent, then she was not as sure as before that he had not lost his memory.

In fact, Yu Zhengzong never understood it. Is it necessary for Rong Shang to pretend to have amnesia with her?

Before, it was because she found out that Rong Shang was her senior brother and wanted to run away from him. In order to keep her, he played a cruel trick.

But this time, she didn't say anything about leaving him. If he didn't lose his memory, why would he act with her?

Yu Zhengzong didn't dare to think further.

Seeing her lowering her eyes and saying nothing, Mrs. Mianyi thought she was hesitating how to refuse, so she quickly added: "If the Immortal feels it is inconvenient to keep them all, then it would be good to pick one or two to keep..."

Yu Zhengtong interrupted Mrs. Mianyi: "No need, keep them all."

Rong Shang was a jealous person. Even if he could tolerate Zhou Shen's confession, she didn't believe he could tolerate others planting grass on his head.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the leading young man: "What's your name?"

The young man raised his chin slightly and met her eyes calmly: "Mian Jin."

Yu Zhengzong chuckled, Mrs. Mianyi was really willing to do so. In order to use her help to help Wei Shengjin ascend to the position of Dragon King, even the eldest son of the Mian family could give her a head in front of her.

She turned sideways and ordered to Pei Qian: "Mian Jin stays here and sends the others to Luan Palace first."

Pei Qian stiffened his back and couldn't help but swallow his saliva: "Immortal Lord, why don't you think about it again? There are only five dormitories in Luan Palace, and I'm afraid it won't be enough."

Yu Zhengtong raised his eyebrows: "It's easy to say, Mian Jin will live in the same palace with me from now on."

Pei Qian: "..."

She glanced at him: "Isn't that enough? Then let a few others join me..."

Pei's face turned pale and he quickly responded: "That's enough, that's enough."

He wished he could give himself two slaps. It was good that he was talking too much. He was originally a mien-sou in name only, but now he was about to become a mien-sou in the real sense.

Now, the king will definitely skin him, hang his body on the mountain to dry, mince it and feed it to the dogs.

Pei Qian did not dare to show his emotions, so he could only respond and ordered the five people to exit the main hall and wait.

Yu Zhengzong arranged the destination of these people and asked Pei Qian to summon his disciples into the main hall.

Madam Mianyi consciously stepped aside, and a dark crowd of heads poured into the hall. She glanced over and saw that most of them were male disciples, and there were almost no female disciples.

Pei Qian had already planned how to conduct the assessment, but Yu Zhengzong waved his hand: "Let them fight with bare hands, and the twenty winners will stay."

Pei Qian glanced at the hundreds of black-clothed disciples in the hall with a dull expression. If they all started fighting, wouldn't the whole hall be destroyed?

He was in so much pain that he had no choice but to look to the king for help, but the king didn't even look at him, as if he was just a ball of air.

In desperation, he had no choice but to follow Yu Zhengzong's instructions.

When the content of the assessment was received, the hall was silent for a moment. Everyone looked left and right, reluctant to make a move.

After all, they are both respectable people, and they have all been together for a long time, so it is a bit embarrassing for them to directly fight each other with fists and kicks.

Yu Zhengzong was leaning on the Xunlong Jade Chair, looking at Rongshang, his eyes slightly darkened: "Mian Jin, you will also take part in the assessment."

Mian Jin was stunned for a moment, then he responded in a low voice and walked into the black-clothed disciples in the hall.

She thought about it and added another rule: "No harm to people's lives. It will stop as soon as the order is called. Those who do not want to participate in the assessment can leave on their own."

Naturally, everyone present was unwilling to leave. Since everyone had come, how could there be any reason to give up halfway?

Exclamations resounded in the silent hall, and it was unknown who could not help but move his hand first. Once one person made a move, others would follow suit.

For a moment, there was chaos in the hall, and the disciples who were polite and courteous just now became more and more red-eyed. If someone accidentally pulled their hair, they would find the culprit with gritted teeth and punch the person twice in the nose.

His Highness was so confused that some people even forgot that they were taking an assessment, as if they were facing their eight-life-long enemy, and it didn't matter if they didn't beat him to a bloody head.

Yu's steaming eyes slowly fell on the white clothes through the swaying bead curtain. Rong Shang seemed to think they were too noisy and walked far away to the corner alone.

After Mianjin dealt with a few people, he shifted his attention to Rong Shang. He quickly followed up and attacked Rong Shang's back of the neck with his elbow.

Yu Zhengtong's heart skipped a beat, and he almost couldn't help but shout.

She just wanted to see if Rong Shang would take this opportunity to attack Mian Jin, but she never thought about letting Rong Shang get hurt.

In any case, Rong Shang lost his soul and was saved by Lu Renjia. His body may not have recovered yet. How could he be the opponent of the eldest son of the Mian family?

Yu Zhengzong was about to help secretly, but saw Rong Shang tilting his head calmly, as if he had eyes on his back, and easily dodged Mian Jin's attack.

Her stiff back finally relaxed slowly.

Rong Shang was leaning against the painted red pillar with a lazy look on his face. He crossed his arms across his chest, and there was a hint of ridicule in his eyes: "You don't overestimate your capabilities."

The wind blew through the white curtains on the pillars, and the thin veil brushed his cheeks, blowing away his inaudible voice.

Mianjin's hanging arms were tense, and there were veins bulging on his forehead, as if he wanted to tear him in half, eat his marrow, and swallow his flesh.

If it weren't for Rong Shang killing the Dragon King, Nanhai wouldn't be in the chaos it is now. He wouldn't have been forced to learn Rong Shang's words and deeds, or even be sent to Guixu Mountain to be a woman's face.

Even though you don’t know whether the person in front of you is real or fake, it’s still good to vent your anger on him first.

Mian Jin wanted to continue the attack, but when he looked up, he found that Rong Shang was looking behind the bead curtain, and his cold eyes seemed to be tinged with warmth.

He narrowed his eyes, slowly unclenched his clenched fists, and raised a sneer on his lips.

Oh, it’s getting more and more interesting.

This melee lasted for half an hour, and almost everyone's face was stained. Only the one leaning against the pillar was still dressed in pure white and neat clothes.

Pei Qian ordered people to carry out all the fainted disciples, leaving only the twenty victors in the palace.

Yu Zhengzong didn't like the smell of blood, but within a moment someone cleaned the hall and burned sandalwood in the double-eared gilt furnace.

She glanced sideways at His Highness's twenty people, and was somewhat surprised to catch a glimpse of Zhou Shen, who was in a state of embarrassment.

There were still blood stains on the corners of Zhou Shen's mouth, his eyes were bruised and purple, and his clothes were torn and messy, giving him the smell of someone having just fucked him.

This assessment was not just to test Rong Shang, but also to let Zhou Shen know the difficulties and retreat.

She didn't want Zhou Shen to waste any more time on her.

But looking at Zhou Shen's desperate look, it seems that he really wants to stay and cultivate immortality?

Yu Zongtong's eyes only stayed for a moment, then turned away. She glanced at Rongshang and wrote down the list of apprentices she planned to stay.

Pei Qian read from the list: "Liu Mianjin, Wei Shengjin and Gang Lin, and the rest will be taken over as disciples by the elders of the Gui Sect."

This result seemed to be expected by Rong Shang, and he did not react at all.

But when the other disciples left, they heard Yu Zhengzong say: "Zhou Shen will be taken over by Protector Pei."

Pei Qian was startled, looked at Zhou Shen, lowered his head and said, "Yes."

Next, there is the ceremony of apprenticeship with three kowtows and nine bows.

Yu Zhengzheng picked up the tea cup and took a sip of the hot tea: "From now on, Mian Jin will be my first disciple, Wei Shengjin will be my second disciple, and Gang Lin will be my third disciple."

She was in a rare good mood, and even gave them the following words: "I will give you three characters to change their names. Just use the three characters: Xi, Lin and Men."

Mianjin leaned forward slightly: "Mianxi thanks the immortal for the words."

Wei Shengjin was forced by Mrs. Mianyi's power, so he reluctantly said: "Wei Lin thanks the immortal for giving me the calligraphy."

After the two people kowtowed, only Rong Shang remained silent.

Yu Zhengtong looked at him with raised eyebrows: "Gang Lin, you don't like the words I gave you?"

Rong Shang pursed her thin lips, and after a while, she slowly exhaled: "I like it. Steel Gate...Thank you, Immortal Lord, for the words."

After getting Rong Shang's affirmative answer, Yu Zhengzong took the three of them back to Luan Palace with satisfaction.

There are only five dormitories in Luan Palace. Except for the main hall, which is her residence, Pei went to arrange the rest of the dormitories.

Pei Qian thought she was joking, but when Mianjin came into the room with his own baggage, he realized that Yu Zhengzong was serious.

He walked to her tremblingly, and said with a mournful face: "Immortal Lord, if the king regains his memory, you are afraid that..."

Are you afraid of what will happen?

He didn't know what she would do, but his neck was probably going to feel cold.

Yu Zhengzong was leaning on the beauty's couch, looking careless: "Isn't he still recovering?"

Pei Qian was not a fool, so he naturally heard the subtle temptation in her words.

He had some myocardial infarction. No wonder she arranged for Mian Jin to enter the main hall. It turned out to be to stimulate the king.

But she didn't understand the king's temper at all.

The more she behaves like this, the less likely the king will react.

If the king had any reaction, it would be a day she would never forget.

She is playing with fire.

Those who play with fire will surely burn themselves.
To be continued...