"Isn't it! Is it really this little handyman who wins? ”

"Impossible! How could it be that the big brother lost! ”

"How could it not be? Here's what we saw with our own eyes! There can still be fakes! ”

"It turns out that the senior brother not only lost, but also lost ugly!"

"Am I the only one who noticed that the cute boy is missing?"

........

If you want to say who is the most unacceptable person present, the head of the spiritual royal faction.

From the moment he saw the male protagonist come out of the illusion, he kept glaring at her with his eyes and condemning her, as if she had done something hurtful.

"Xiao Dui, come to the White Cloud Hall tomorrow morning to report!"

"From now on, you will be the only disciple of my White String Song!"

The eyes of the girl dressed in white locked on the young man standing in the center of the white jade round platform, and announced in a solemn tone.

The sound waves of the voice rippled out layer by layer, and all the disciples in the entire round platform heard these two words.

The moment he was called by his name and watched by everyone, Xiao Du felt that he was dreaming for a moment.

He moved a little slowly to his feet, feeling the solemn meaning of the girl's sonic oath that had been shaken by internal force.

The only disciple struck his heart with a few words one by one, like seals.

All of a sudden, his identity was confirmed, and he was the only apprentice of the phoneme master.

The noise around seemed to disappear in an instant, and I could only feel my heart beating extremely fast, and my eyes were staring at the girl tightly.

To this point, he still couldn't believe that he had become her only apprentice.

He was distracted and saw the girl's lips open and close, "Come here!" ”

As if by magic, he was tempted to walk towards her, and he came to her.

In the spotlight of all eyes on it, "Kneel!" ”

Just as he wanted to kneel, he was stopped by someone, and the token between the master and apprentice was interrupted instantly.

He looked at the bell on the tray, with a string of light green beads and a slightly yellowish tail feather underneath.

"No way!" Suddenly, the head of the sect roared, and the ongoing apprenticeship ceremony was interrupted.

The girl glanced over with a cold look, and her tone was cold, "Master Liu, please respect the result!" ”

The thirty-fourth uncle, dressed in a brown black robe, was furious, "The result? What a result! How can a waste of spiritual root cultivation be worthy of becoming the future head of the Spirit Emperor Sect! ”

The young man lowered his head, his drooping expression darkened slightly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a sarcastic arc.

He is indeed a waste of spiritual root cultivation that has nothing at all!

This is an irrefutable fact!

"How can such a waste be worthy of becoming the future head of the Spirit Emperor Sect!"

"He can't lead the Spirit Emperor Sect to prosperity at all! It's still a big brother! ”

"He should just stay in the kitchen and do the chores! If you want to become the head of the Spirit Imperial Sect, it's just a dream! ”

........

There was a cacophony of discussions, and those sarcastic and derogatory words were pervasive.

It's like a nightmare that reappears in a fantasy world.

"You're just a monster, you don't deserve to live in this world!"

"You deserve to die like your mother!"

Eventually, he was woken up.

Someone's warm light illuminates the dark space, and he is reborn.

Why does his life depend on the looks of these people?

This is his only chance to get revenge with his own hands!

Why would he give up because of someone else's words?

He was never one to put his hopes in other people.

For her, he wanted to get his hands dirty!

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