Painting of the Nine Immortals

"Hope, you won't regret it in the future."

Ling Xian said indifferently, and she was too lazy to compare with these eyeless people, and actually regarded the undead cat as a waste and regarded him as a counterfeit.

When his voice landed, the scene was silent.

Everyone froze, and after thinking about the meaning of Ling Xian, they burst into laughter.

"Ha ha, actually said that the Qingshui tribe would regret it?

"It's stupid to be home. This kid's brain is flooded."

"How powerful is Qingshui Tribe? Don't say that he is a fake Beastmaster, even if he is a real Beastmaster, there is no possibility for Qingshui Tribe to regret it!"

The crowd spoke with laughter.

"interesting."

The old man looked at Ling Xian with amusement and said, "Boy, I really want to see how you make me regret it."

"And I."

The Beast Master was also entertaining and said, "I also want to see, what qualifications do you have to make me regret it."

Hearing that Ling Xian's expression remained calm and unmoved.

In the face of this group of eyesless people, he was too lazy to be angry. At the moment, he said lightly: "If you come to Japan, whether you regret it or not will come to prove it."

After hearing that, everyone laughed.

From the beginning, they did not think Lingxian had the ability to make Qingshui tribe regret it. Now when they heard this sentence, they naturally regarded it as anger, and did not have even a little credibility.

Therefore, there was another taunt at the scene.

Especially the old man and the beastmaster, they did not hide their contempt.

"I'll wait and see."

The old man dismissed a smile and turned towards the Qingshui tribe.

The same is true of the Royal Beast Master and several other monks in the Taoist period, but before leaving, they all looked at Ling Xian with a playful look.

In this regard, Ling Xian did not care.

In his eyes, these people are like ants, and even the entire Qingshui tribe is no different from ants.

And he, but the dragon!

Therefore, he was too lazy to compete with several ants.

"Forget it, make a new plan."

Ling Xian was helpless. He originally wanted to participate in the totem of the Qingshui tribe. But now obviously there is no chance. Naturally, he needs to make a new plan.

Seeing him never leave, the crowd began to scoff at him again.

"Don't leave yet? Does this kid want to lose his face completely?"

"Sure enough, my head is flooded, idiot."

"Ha ha, interesting, doesn't he feel embarrassed?"

Hearing that Ling Xian frowned slightly, she felt a little embarrassed.

After all, he was rejected by the Qingshui tribe, which is a shame in itself. But if he left then, in the eyes of everyone, it was undoubtedly leaving in a bleak and shameless manner.

For a time, Ling Xian was in a dilemma and had a headache.

But at this moment, a tall woman suddenly came forward.

She is tall and has good facial features. Although her skin is dark, she has a unique beauty.

"My name is Guna. I wonder if Your Excellency would like to join my tribe?" The woman's lips turned slightly, and her voice was pleasant.

"Your tribe?" Ling Xian froze slightly, never expecting someone to take the initiative to invite herself after the incident.

"I am from the ancient fire tribe, and I am one of the subordinate tribes of the Qingshui tribe."

Guna gave a smile and sincerely invited: "Although it is not as good as Qingshui tribe, it can be counted among the many medium-sized tribes. I wonder if your Excellency is willing to be a guest secretary?"

"I was just rejected by the Qingshui tribe. Invite me, aren't you afraid to offend the Qingshui tribe?" Ling Xian smiled slightly, feeling warm.

Regardless of the purpose for which the woman invited him, at least it would make him a little less embarrassed.

"It's just a small holiday."

Gona smiled slightly, but her eyes were not on Ling Xian, but she stared at the undead cat without blinking, shining brightly.

Obviously, it was adorable by the undead cat.

This made Ling Xian cried and laughed, and finally understood why the girl invited herself. It turned out to be a fancy cat.

"As a middle-aged monk, I was ignored for the first time."

Ling Xian couldn't laugh or cry, but with his heart, he naturally didn't account for these. At the moment, he asks: "If I am a Hakka, I don't know what your ancient fire tribe can pay?"

"It depends on your ability." Gona smiled slightly, the more she liked the more she looked at the dead cat.

"I said that, but I am the Royal Beast Master." Ling Xian smiled slightly.

Hearing that, Guna pouted and smiled, without taunting, but apparently, he did not consider him a rare beastmaster.

This made Ling Xian helpless, but did not argue anything.

In such matters, words are pale and weak, and when facts emerge, they will prove everything.

"Have you agreed?"

Gona smiled slightly, staring at the undead cat without blinking, and said, "I sincerely invite your Excellency."

sincere?

You still have to look away from the undead cat first, then say these two words!

Ling Xian was speechless, and couldn't help crying and laughing. I never thought that I might as well attract the attention of an undead cat.

However, he chose to agree.

On the one hand, he has no good place at present, and on the other hand, no matter what the purpose of Guna is, at least, it is to relieve him.

Therefore, Ling Xian smiled slightly, deliberately accentuating the word "sincere".

"Since you invited me so sincerely, I naturally have no reason to refuse."

Hearing that, Guna Qiao's face was slightly red, and she was a little embarrassed. But soon, she adjusted her mood and laughed: "Welcome your Excellency to join my ancient fire tribe, I believe that you will never regret it."

"I also believe that you will not regret it, but will be grateful for today's decision." Lingxian's mouth raised, her self-confidence illuminated Tianyu.

What kind of ability he is, I can't understand it myself, let alone a medium-sized tribe, even the top tribe, he will be glad to join him!

Unfortunately, Guna didn't pay attention to his self-confidence, her eyes were completely attracted by the undead cat.

"Oh, sir, now that you have promised to be a guest of my ancient fire tribe, we are one family."

Guna coughed twice, her face full of embarrassment, but in the end, her love for the undead cat was still overwhelmed, forcing her to say, "Can you let me hold it?"

After hearing that, Ling Xian became more helpless and said, "Hug it."

"Thank you very much."

Gonna was overjoyed, reaching for the undead cat and trying to hold this cute little guy in her arms.

In the face of her hands, the undead cat was frightened, and fled back to Ling Xian's sleeves, revealing only a pair of timid eyes.

This made Gona helpless, and did not expect that the undead cat would not want to hold herself.

Ling Xian smiled.

He secretly praised the undead cat and laughed: "This little guy will kiss me, and no one will change."

"Anyway, I believe it's been a long time and it will hold me."

Gona was a little bit sullen and said, "Let's go, go back to the ancient fire tribe."

After that, she turned and walked forward.

Seeing that she even invited Ling Xian to be a guest secretary, the crowd began to ridicule again, her words were very unpleasant, and Ling Xian's expression suddenly cooled down.