My Majesty, I wish you a long life without bounds!

The man nodded Feng Xiaolang's little nose, and said with a doting smile, "Of course it's true, how can I suffer from following as a teacher."

Feng Xiaolang lowered his head slightly, and muttered in a low voice, "It's because I follow the master that I often suffer..."

The man suddenly leaned in front of Feng Xiaolang, and hummed softly, "Huh?"

Feng Xiaolang shook his arms and said, "Master, if there is any medicine that is good for Mengran, master, please take it out generously."

Seeing An Ran looking at him expectantly, the man raised his eyebrows and said, "The most taboo thing about Meng Ran's mana cultivation is impatience. If that bottle of medicine is used up, I will give you a new medicine." If it wasn't for Feng Xiaolang Well, a man will not be kind enough to save Mengran, even if keeping that bottle of medicine is of no use to him, he would rather feed it to the dog than give it to others.

An Ran tightly held the medicine bottle in her hand. Although her face still had no expression, she could clearly see excitement and joy from her eyebrows. The man raised his eyebrows and said to Feng Xiaolang, "My boy, what should we do?" Let's go, let Mengran have a good rest."

Feng Xiaolang climbed to the top of the Huankong treasure box, knocked on the lid and said, "Mengran, I'll come see you again tomorrow."

Meng Ran raised her face to look at Feng Xiaolang, eyes filled with deep concern and anxiety, and finally said, "Your Majesty must pay attention to your body, it's already autumn, your Majesty must pay attention to adding clothes."

Feng Xiaolang nodded and said, "I see." After finishing speaking, he turned his head to Liuhua and said, "Liuhua, you stay here and let Anran guide you to change into Mengran's appearance."

Liuhua thought for a while and said, "I can change my appearance. I have practiced the spell of changing my appearance. I don't need An Ran to guide me." Although his mana is only level three, he has already mastered the transformation of his appearance very well, let alone now It's not the first time he changed, he even turned into Feng Xiaolang before.

Although what Liuhua said was true, Feng Xiaolang had a strong sense of provocation when he heard it. Of course, the provocation here is only Feng Xiaolang who thinks so.

Feng Xiaolang coughed lightly and said, "Could it be that you have seen Mengran?"

Liuhua was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Feng Xiaolang was going to say next, she shook her head and said, "I've never seen it before."

Feng Xiaolang folded his arms, tilted his head, looked like a little ruffian, and said with a smile, "Oh? Since you've never seen Mengran before, how are you going to look like that? Hmm? You change into a Show me."

Liuhua was silent for a while, he knew that he seemed to have angered Feng Xiaolang unknowingly, so he automatically chose to admit it, and said with a smile, "The slave will stay here."

Feng Xiaolang waved his hand and said, "Wrong, it's not 'servant', it should be 'servant', repeat from the beginning." Feng Xiaolang now feels that bullying Liuhua gives him a sense of accomplishment.

The corners of Liuhua's eyes twitched wildly, what evil did he do in his previous life that made him meet Feng Xiaolang, and finally he said with a "smile", "The slave obeys the order."

Feng Xiaolang put his arms around the man's arm and said with a smile, "Master, let's go now." After finishing speaking, he pulled the man out.

The man disappeared in an instant, walked beside Feng Xiaolang, and returned to Feng Xiaolang's bedroom. Feng Xiaolang waved away the attendants and maids, sat on the bed carelessly, and said with a sigh of relief, "I didn't I feel that there is nothing to do now, and I feel a little tired when I am free."

The man helped Feng Xiaolang take off his boots, let Feng Xiaolang lie flat on the bed, and sat down on the bed casually, gently pinched Feng Xiaolang's leg, and said with emotion while massaging, "It seems that the disciple is still Lack of exercise..."

The corner of Feng Xiaolang's eyes twitched, he looked at the man and said, "Master, do you think this disciple died too slowly?"

The man raised his hand, tapped Feng Xiaolang on the forehead, and said with a smile, "Today, you are allowed to be lazy once, and you will practice with Master from tomorrow on."

Feng Xiaolang lay on his side on the bed, propped his head on his arms and looked at the man and said, "Master, the magic empty treasure box you made is really good. Practicing in the magic empty treasure box can improve the efficiency of cultivation, and it will also improve your cultivation efficiency." It can prevent the enemy from sneak attacking, so I want to go in and wander around."

In fact, he wanted one. Since the phantom treasure box was made by a man, even if the man doesn’t have a phantom treasure box, he can use local materials to make a new phantom treasure box for him. Increase the speed of practice, and you can get into the magic empty treasure box at a dangerous moment. Anyway, the magic empty treasure box is powerful. If the other party forcefully opens the magic empty treasure box, the unlucky one must be the other party. This will be beneficial without any harm Naturally, he would try to find one.

The man saw through Feng Xiaolang's little Jiujiu at a glance, took off his boots, and lay down on Feng Xiaolang's side, with his hands behind his head, "I originally wanted to give my disciple a better magic weapon for cultivation. If you like the Phantom Void Treasure Box, then as a teacher, you can make another treasure box and give it to your apprentice."

When Feng Xiaolang heard this, his eyes lit up immediately, like a cunning mouse trying to steal lamp oil, he shook his legs, and said without a trace of nervousness, "Since Master has no spare Phantom Void Treasure Box, don't bother Master to start a new one." Let’s make another one, this disciple will not pick at all, just give disciple the treasure that the master is going to give to disciple.”