Ming Fan just feels that this world is quite miserable.

One thing after another, if this continues, when will she be able to live a retirement life.

At this time, Long Yuan was still chattering there, talking about his master's glorious deeds.

Ming Fan's ears were about to get calloused just because she was so mean and couldn't understand what she said just now.

Long Yuan seemed to have been opened up to talk. He had no doubt that if his master was Pangu, he would be able to start talking about it from the beginning of the world.

Over the past few hundred years, Chou Chou has been holding back her children.

Long Yuan had stars in his eyes and kept talking. Ming Fan sat aside and yawned with his chin on his hand.

Rarely, she didn't want to disturb this stupid dragon.

"I like it very much when my master takes me to fight everywhere. None of the old dogs in the sect can fight. We beat the shit out of them every time."

"My master, they all agree that the root of Heaven's Dao can be cultivated very quickly."

"You don't know, she burned a mountain when she made alchemy before, and was almost expelled from the master by the Alchemist."

"My master, she..."

"My master..."

"Tell me, why doesn't she let me go with her?"

Ming Fan opened his eyes that were almost narrowed into slits: "Maybe you have a task that you haven't completed yet."

Long Yuan sniffed. The master told him before he left that if she didn't come back in ten days, just wait for another ten days and she would come back.

"When I come back, don't forget to return the things to me."

This was the last thing she said to him. She asked him to wait, and he waited.

Ten days passed and ten days passed, and decades passed in a flash.

Decades later, there are countless more decades.

He knew she wouldn't come back.

Ming Fan sighed, she had seen this a lot, such as the obsessed female ghost who grew from love to hatred, and the iron-blooded male demon who fell in love with one person.

So what does Half Day have to do with her? !

Ming Fan looked at Long Yuan and said sincerely: "Brother, your nose is running out."

Long Yuan: "..."

You really know how to chat.

Ming Fan: "I can't help it, my talent is like this."

Long Yuan smiled helplessly, with a bit of relief in his eyes. He formed a magic seal with his fingers and patted his chest. A ball of dark green light left the soul and flew out.

This is what the master asked him to protect, saying that one day, she would come back, and then he would hand it over to her.

He didn't know at that time that she would come back, but after all, she wouldn't be exactly like her.

Ming Fan glanced at the ball of eyes lightly and waved his hand: "There is an old saying, don't pick wild flowers on the roadside, and don't take things from unknown origins."

Long Yuan couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth and explained viciously: "This thing contains one-third of the owner's soul. This thing belongs to you. It's up to you whether you want to see it or not."

Ming Fan evoked a hint of evil: "Then what if I take this thing and feed it to the monsters."

"You!" Long Yuan's face darkened, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Follow! You!"

Haha, seeing Long Yuan's incompetent and furious look, I felt a lot more comfortable.

Ming Fan waved her hand, and she could feel the soul power swaying in the light ball. If she could absorb it, she would definitely benefit a lot.

If the spiritual consciousness is the mind power of the monk, then the soul is the foundation for the spiritual consciousness to be exerted.

The more stable the foundation, the stronger the spiritual consciousness, but the opposite is not true.

The strong spiritual consciousness does not mean the tenacity of her soul.

Therefore, many soul cultivators seize this point and find a new way, focusing on the soul, coupled with the secret techniques of the method, as their own direction to enter the Tao.

Such a good thing was delivered to her door. Since she couldn't refuse it, hey, she would have to accept it reluctantly.

But... the most important thing about people is the ability to show off.

Ming Fan crossed his arms and said, "Since you want to beg me to accept it, it's not impossible. Answer a few questions and if you're satisfied, I'll think about it."

Long Yuan's teeth were grinding loudly, who begged her!

"First, I am standing here because of your premeditation."

Although it was a question, she was now almost certain that she just wanted to get a certified answer.

Long Yuan nodded: "You can say that. The master probably knew that he had a chance of winning this time, so he sealed one third of the soul in advance... I only found out about this later."

He didn't know what secret method the master used, but it was undeniable that Ming Fan's soul contained the aura of the master. Probably, this was the opportunity and variable that the master mentioned.

"Secondly, what are your plans for me? Hey, you're not greedy for my body, are you?"

"..." Long Yuan's teeth were about to break before he controlled the urge to go up and fight with her, "You think too much! The master's soul will have the answer you want. As for the plot you mentioned, haha, you We will definitely know later.”

"That's right." Long Yuan turned his head, "You are so weak now that you will definitely not be able to absorb the master's soul.

Although the place in the Royal Court is not very good, if you can get in, there must be something you want to know.

Forget it, remind you so much what to do. "

Anyway, he was about to dissipate, and finally, he could go find his master.

"The last question is, is the red moon in Jiuyou Chahai your handiwork?"

"Yes or no, it doesn't make any sense now." Long Yuan imitated Ming Fan and curled his lips, "However, I didn't expect this battle between the demon clan and the Immortal Sect."

His purpose was just to lure Ming Fan over.

Why did he know that Ming Fan was coming? He had noticed it since the Red Lotus Core Fire came out of the secret realm.

His dragon soul warmed the master's soul. The moment Ming Fan arrived, the souls were connected. Later, the red lotus core fire was touched, which further confirmed the master's words.

Even if there is no demon, he will find a way to attract her.

It's just that the demon clan was a mistake in this link.

He didn't need to tell her in detail. With her temperament, she would definitely go and check it out.

According to the owner’s words: “The less you let her do something, the better she will do it.”

Ming Fan looked at Long Yuan's decisive look and couldn't help curling her lips. What she said was unclear, and she still wanted to find out.

A dark green figure rushed over and hugged her.

Mingfan subconsciously raised his legs, she just said it, he was still greedy for her body.

Long Yuan lay next to Ming Fan's ear and murmured weakly: "Master, hold..."

Ming Fan glanced to the side in disgust, and Long Yuan in his arms transformed from a human form into a Molong figure, carefully shrinking into her arms.

It turned out that this was the scene she had dreamed about before. It was really scary.

She almost thought that she would have more Taoist companions than she would have in a lifetime.

"Um...you see you have lost all your dragons, do you think you don't want your body anymore?"

Long Yuan: "..." Who is greedy for whose body?

Although it was really unkind to say this at this time, she still had to seek the consent of the person involved and be a good, law-abiding and polite person.

Long Yuan sneered: "It's up to you."

"Okay." With these words, she felt relieved.

Long Yuan didn't speak anymore. When she shut up, it was as if her master was still around.

"Goodbye." She was her, but she was not her either, but he completed what she told him very well.

The ink dragon in his arms turned into spots of light.

Ming Fan stood there for a long time, feeling an indescribable regret in his heart.

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