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Chapter 226 The once virtuous and upright senior disciple of the sect has turned evil! (25)

"Where is Luo Junche? It's almost his turn to appear, and he's nowhere to be found?!"

The First Elder, Ou Yang, felt a surge of anger rising within him as he looked at his dejected disciples.

Everyone was gathered, but Luo Yunche was nowhere to be seen.

"My senior brother didn't come back last night. The last time I saw him was during the competition yesterday."

Luo Yunche's roommate, braving Elder Ou Yang's anger, explained with trepidation.

Ou Yang put his hands on his hips, gritted his teeth, and took a deep breath.

"Has none of you seen him?"

"never seen it."

Everyone shook their heads, saying they hadn't seen Luo Yunche since the competition ended.

"Such a big person just disappeared like that?!"

Ou Yang paced back and forth, when an unexpected incident occurred. With Luo Yunche present, Qingmiao Sect was almost certain to win the competition, but at the last minute, the leader could not be found.

"so,"

Mu Yang walked to Ou Yang's side and patted him on the shoulder with his large hand.

"There's still some time before Luo Yunche's competition starts, so let those who haven't finished continue preparing. I'll take those who have finished and go look for them again."

Upon hearing this, Ou Yang nodded helplessly, "That's the only way."

But in the end, they still couldn't find Luo Yunche before the match officially started. With the referee's announcement, the rest of the match had nothing to do with Luo Yunche anymore.

To confirm the progress of the whole affair, Mo Xuan witnessed everything clearly.

It's going very well.

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Luo Junche felt like he had slept for a very long time. When he opened his eyes, his mind was in a daze, as if he had been through another world.

But this sleep was also the best he had ever had in a long time, and when he woke up he felt more relaxed than ever before.

He stretched and got out of bed, only to find that Mo Xuan was not in the room.

Stepping out of the room, I found that she had set up a small table and a recliner in the yard, where she was leisurely drinking tea.

Luo Junche shook his head and smiled indulgently. She knew how to enjoy herself as always.

"You're awake~"

Mo Xuan caught a glimpse of the man standing at the door and greeted him with a smile.

Luo Junche walked over to her and conjured a chair to sit down, pouring himself a cup of tea.

He hadn't felt this relaxed in a long time.

Mo Xuan looked at him and said that he had been completely transformed. He had changed from a gloomy man to someone who was even a little sunny.

Seeing him so happy, Mo Xuan was initially pleased, but then felt a little guilty. He wondered how Mo Xuan would feel if he knew that he had drugged him and made him miss the competition.

"that..."

Mo Xuan put down her teacup, looked up at him,

"Do you know how long you've been sleeping? Your game is over."

Mo Xuan spoke while observing his reaction.

"Does 'soaking in hot springs' mean?"

Luo Yunche paused, his hand, which was about to pick up the tea, stopping in mid-air. The amount of information conveyed by that sentence was simply too much for him.

"It's just what you think."

Mo Xuan looked at him apologetically.

"You slept for two whole days, missed the competition, and have been disqualified, so you won't get first place."

After Mo Xuan finished speaking, he spread his hands and shrugged.

"no,"

Luo Junche held his head in one hand, his face full of confusion, feeling like his brain was about to explode.

"Then why wasn't it reset? Or have we gone back to when we were twenty?"