Naturally, Zhao Wenjun would be bored no matter how long he stayed.

She responded in a low voice, followed Wu Hongni's side, and left here with her.

"Your Highness."

Master Fanshu called the little tiger lightly, his face showing no emotion, but he was really relieved in his heart.

Although the apprenticeship task entrusted to her by the empress has not been completed, today she received treasures from three hidden immortals. No matter what, the little tiger's life can be regarded as having been resolved.

The corpse demon proton seemed to be acting out of control, but there was quite a lot of order inside.

Originally, even if she forced the little tiger to become a master, there was only one master who would reward him with life extension. Choosing one would be equivalent to giving up the other two.

Now, with just a few words to that boy, the three great immortals were able to offer treasures to each other without any complaints at all.

Such bloodless means and thoughts are truly beyond the reach of the monks.

I originally thought that it would be such a shame to be rejected as a disciple. At this moment, His Highness Xiaoshanjun must have nothing to do with him on the surface, but he is extremely uncomfortable in his heart.

Master Fanshu wanted to comfort him, but he saw that His Highness the Little Tiger King, who was severely rejected, seemed to have no problem at all. He returned to his seat calmly and began to polish and wash his pen.

Master Fanshu only regarded her as a dignified little tiger of Kunlun. He licked his face and went to seek discipleship but was rejected miserably. He must have been depressed and started to behave abnormally.

She was worried and moved closer to her, with concern hidden in her words: "Actually, I think what the young man said is not completely unreasonable. Compared with Mr. Sumirefu, he is very self-aware. He can't solve the evil in you.

Soul Nail, he is destined to die on the first condition of accepting a disciple and becoming a master..."

Little Tiger paused slightly while studying the ink. Between her snow-white plain cuffs, a dark ink gradually spread out bit by bit, like a black flower blooming in her heart.

She raised her eyelids and glanced at Master Fanshu. The pupils of her innocent eyes were dark at the moment. She raised the corners of her mouth lightly and suddenly smiled and said: "But I feel that, looking at the six realms and the four seas, in the sky and the world, he is the only one who can understand my heart."

Where is the evil soul nail?"

Master Fanshu only thought that she was still a child who was stubborn and blindly followed her own opinions. She had to be patient and said earnestly: "How can he explain it? How can he explain it?! That is the most poisonous evil spirit nail in the six realms.

Demon Lord A'luo who planted this technique may not be able to solve it perfectly, so why do you believe that he, a corpse demon who cannot protect himself, can break the evil curse on you?!"

"Can't you protect yourself?" The little tiger suddenly bent down and laughed loudly: "Master, you might as well take a closer look. He has sneaked into my grandma's palace, how can he not be able to protect himself?"

"This must not be nonsense!"
Chapter completed!