Supreme Killer Concubine: Feng Po Jiuxiao

Zhuge Canglan's eyes widened a little, his lips parted, and he asked, "You said...the Immortal Venerable is very distressed about whether to accept me as a disciple?"

The little flower spirit kept buzzing around Zhuge Canglan, it said: "Yes, the Immortal has been sitting here thinking for a long time..."

"The Immortal Venerable finally stood up and said something, if... if God's will, then let's go with the sky... Well, that's it."

Little Flower Essence can't hide its words, Zhuge Canglan hasn't even asked yet, it's like pouring beans, it crackled and said it all...

After she finished speaking, she added another sentence: "Well, you look good, no wonder the immortal is willing to accept you as an apprentice..."

Zhuge Canglan smiled, it seems that the Immortal Venerable didn't really want to take her as his apprentice, but because he was destined to have her as an apprentice, he had no choice but to accept her as his apprentice.

Alas, why bother? If you don't want to accept her as an apprentice, then don't accept her. Who can say for sure about destiny and will? Why bother to be so serious...

Zhuge Canglan and Xiao Huajing talked for a while, then walked back, intending to go back to their room.

Not long after, what made Zhuge Canglan helpless was that she didn't get lost outside, but she couldn't find her room at the door.

After going in and out of several rooms in a row, Zhuge Canglan found that not only was her room exactly the same as that of the Immortal Venerable, but perhaps all the rooms here had the same furnishings and the same layout.

In the same place, there is an empty bed board covered with white drapery, and a low black table. When all the rooms are exactly the same, can you tell which one is yours?

Zhuge Canglan rubbed his forehead, she really can't blame her for this kind of thing, if you want to blame it, you can only blame Xian Zuntai...without desires and desires, the place where I live can be...simplified to such an unimaginable level.

Zhuge Canglan pushed open the door of another room, just in time to see Xianzun sitting on the futon, holding a book in his hand, lowering his head slightly, showing a beautiful side face.

Zhuge Canglan quickly backed out: "Uh, sorry, I went to the wrong place..."

She was turning around to leave when she suddenly remembered that she hadn't figured out which one was in her room, so she turned her head and asked embarrassedly: "Well, Immortal... Where is my room?"

Xianzun didn't look up, his eyes were still fixed on the page, "Go out and go left, the last room."

"Thank you..." Zhuge Canglan raised her foot to leave, but stopped again. She looked at Xianzun again: "Xianzun, actually... If you don't want to accept me as a disciple, you don't have to be so reluctant." I want to say, since you and I don't want to, let's just break up the partnership.

But Xianzun didn't even move his eyelids, and said directly: "The apprentice ceremony is three days later, you should prepare!"

The corners of Zhuge Canglan's mouth twitched a few times, preparing, what she needed to prepare for the apprenticeship ceremony, it was nothing more than a few kowtows.

Forget it, since he likes to force himself, why should she talk more.

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In the demon world, above the blood moon, the demon energy in the air was rolling restlessly, overflowing with murderous aura, the servant had already sensed something was wrong and hid.

There were two tall Zihe Huanxia standing there, one in purple robe and the other in Tsing Yi, swords were on the verge of breaking out between them.

Especially the man in the purple dress, with a jade face like a rakshasa, and extremely fierce eyes, as if he wanted to strangle the person opposite him to death.

He suddenly took a step forward and grabbed the man in Tsing Yi's collar to pull him up, gritted his teeth and said, "You think she'll be fine?"