The moon set and wandered around the fairy world for three days. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Three days later, when the twilight was rising, he stood not far from the residence of the hundred immortals and waited for the witch.

The witch soon arrived in a hurry.

"You already know the answer." The witch boy was a little discouraged, he tried to persuade the emperor, but was refuted by the little witch who wanted to make meritorious contributions, and the third lady wanted to get that city to become her palace, the emperor did not listen to the witch man's opinion.

"Let the men of Rift Silk City be the servants of the lady, and the women be the lady's maids, and kill the too old and the young, how much food do you want to feed them? Useful stay, useless get rid of. If the witch man is afraid, he can change people, and in that place, he will come to the bag and take things. "That's what the little witch said.

The third lady looked at the little witch fondly, and was thinking about herself.

"Yes." Seeing that there was a faint loss hidden in his expression, Luo Yue guessed it, and even guessed that Wu Nan did not have such a great ability to overthrow Emperor Chrysostom.

"But I'm still willing to accept you as a disciple, because you've worked hard." Falling Moon said.

Knowing this, the Prophet simply wanted to see his own sincerity. As if suddenly realized, the witch immediately knelt in front of the falling moon.

"Master, please accept the disciple's worship." Witch to the moon luggage.

"No, you have to bow three times before you can be a teacher, and you will be a teacher for life." The setting moon emphasized.

The witch man visited the master with excitement, and his heart seemed to be much more down-to-earth, and since then he has a little relationship in the spirit realm, although he doesn't know what the other party's status is in the spirit realm, but anyone in the spirit realm is stronger than the fairy world, the witch man thought so.

Anyway, there is no harm in having an extra layer of relationship......

Luoyue is also laughing in his heart, it turns out that it is so fun and interesting to play with others between applause, especially the witch man, the biggest punishment for him is probably to be fooled, if he knows that he is Luoyue, haha, the result, I dare not imagine......

Both of them are laughing knowingly, but they are laughing differently and each has their own thoughts......

"I'm going back to the Spirit Realm." Falling Moon said.

"Master Prophet, when will the disciple be able to pay homage to Master again?" The witch asked anxiously.

"Yes, when the time is right." Falling Moon said.

At this time, the witch took out a black whistle.

"If the master leaves the spiritual realm, no matter where he is in the fairy world or in the human world, as long as he blows a whistle, I will come immediately." The witch gives the whistle to the falling moon.

It's made of the same piece of cold iron as the mask, and it senses each other, and the mask has become almost a part of the shrine man, and the whistle never leaves his body.

The moon fell and slowly left.

When no one was around, I was about to go back from Lao Jun's archives, and in the window, I saw Lao Jun alone in front of the wine jug.

In his hand was the jade medal on the dust.

"Tianxin, Tianxin, have you forgotten the promise between us, I remember everything between us clearly, you are young, I am young, you love me, we make a private life, that was the happiest day in my life, until now I remember, later you were found by the emperor Tianxin Pool to meditate, just because of her special physique, she will become the pillar of the fairy world in the future, the day you went, it was the saddest day in my life, Qing Xiu for thousands of years, I don't know when I will see you again...... However, I saw you, but it was not as strong as I thought, Tianxin, are you cutting off the love thread or does the heart belong to him, no matter what, I want you to be happy...... Woo woo woo ...... "Lao Jun was nagging, drinking over and over again, and there were his tears in the wine.

The falling moon listens in the heart and sees it in the eyes.

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