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Just now, the sect master only hinted slightly, and did not say it explicitly, and this Zhai Feng master was anxious to pass on the news to his apprentice. ~

The fluctuation of the spiritual power of the sound transmission can be felt from a distance of eight feet, which is still called secretive?

At this time, the ink dyeing clothes arrived, and I have to say that the efficiency of using the Troll Titan as a bulldozer is still very high, compared to that of the flying sword.

The ink-dyed clothes jumped down three feet away, and the Troll Titan stood in place, slowly stepping forward, and bowed respectfully.

"Izumo Peak's ink-dyed clothes meet the sect master."

"Disciple, ink dyeing clothes, please master An."

"I've seen a few uncles."

After a round of salutes, the peers also said hello, Mo Dye Yi raised his eyes and saw his master's black face, blinked, and muttered in his heart, is it not high-profile enough for him to come over like this?

Didn't the master say that she could make as much noise as she wanted, she felt that she rushed over so directly, or in the form of a bulldozer, the momentum was loud enough.

"You dead girl, have you fallen on deaf ears as a teacher? made such a big move, for fear that others would not know about you being kidnapped by the old devil of Yuyan, and the face of our Hanyu Palace was lost by you! Fat Zhai said bitterly.

Mo Dye Yi was stunned, and just saw that his master's mouth was tendentious and crooked.

As soon as she looked at that angle, she realized.

Tears quickly covered the entire eye socket, and the long eyelashes trembled uneasily, bringing up circles of crystal ripples.

"Disciple ・・・・・・" whimpered, with sadness and anger, without profound skills, it will never be able to be exerted. "The disciple is guilty!"

Even a slightly loose robe can't hide the graceful and delicate curves of the ink-dyed clothes, but this kind of foil makes her even thinner.

In fact, the body of the ink-dyed clothes is absolutely excellent, in more popular terms, it is the flesh that grows into the bones, the surface is invisible, and the inside is the essence.

"Cry what cry! Are you still wronged?! Zhai Bufu's face was hideous, his chest and arms were tight, as if he was about to swing his fist at any time, he looked fierce and vicious, and he couldn't resist the timidity.

"Who told you to be alone and alone? Tell you to go mining, you, the senior sister, have taken people out well, and you have to be responsible for your junior brothers, your master and me, and of course, your sect master and uncle. ”

"But what about you? Where are people thrown, they are indiscriminate, they are in trouble, they are in trouble, provoke the old pervert of Yuyan, we old people have to come all the way to wipe your ass, you say, you are wrong?! ”

"Disciple・・・・・・ woo woo・・・・・・ know your mistakes!" Crying is also learned, first of all, you can't cry ugly, snot and tears are definitely not good, and then you can't affect the voice, you have to whimper, love, and you have to make the words clear, ink dyed clothes are people who know their way, and everyone who sees it can't bear it.

The innate conditions and the acquired cultivation have created such a genius as Ink Dyeing Yi, which is absolutely unique in the entire cultivation world.

When she should be weak, she is weak, there is absolutely no embarrassment, she can't pull down the feeling of face, when she shouldn't be weak, she still pretends to be weak, this is the experience she has summed up in her two lives, crying children, more milk, especially in front of the elders, appropriate dependence and envy, will definitely have an unexpected effect.