Chapter 871: Master, do you like me very much?

Chapter 871: Master, do you like me very much?

Although Lao Tan Feng unblocked his memory, he did not come out often.

Maybe he couldn't come out for too long, after all, this heavy and lengthy thousand-year-old memory was only carried by a ray of primordial spirit, or maybe he was temporarily blocked by the arrogance of Daojun Canglang.

Lao Tan believed it a little. This Taoist Canglang really liked Tan Feng, but he didn't understand. What did Taoist Canglang like about Tan Feng?

Like his impulsive and irritable temperament?

Or do you like the way he thinks he is innocent and deceitful?

He did not believe that one human being would be nice to another for no reason.

Perhaps, Qing Moyu just wanted to win over Tan Feng, make him a weapon of his own, and let Tan Feng do some shameful things for him.

Although Xuan Tianzong did not publicize how Daojun Canglang could live for a thousand years, and how to maintain his appearance, but after a long time, all the immortals knew that Qing Moyu had gone the wrong way.

Therefore, Xuan Tianzong will kill how many monsters and dig up how many demon pills every month, and there are many eyes staring at it in secret.

I'm afraid this old thing wants Tan Feng to secretly collect more demon pills for him.

It's okay if Tan Feng doesn't agree, because he is afraid that he will help Daojun Canglang kill demons and get demon pills.

In this way, Tan Feng has become a sinner who mutilates the same kind. Even if Tan Feng kills the evil demon in the demon clan, he will definitely be rejected by the demon clan.

And human beings will not accept a monster like him.

The more old Tan Feng who has experienced the vicissitudes of life, the more he thinks, the more he thinks that Qing Moyu is uneasy and kind to Tan Feng.

But this fool is obsessed, and only sees the goodness of this old thing.

He didn't even think that if he could live for so long, no matter how good his character was, he would have already become a person.

Old Tan Feng wanted to persuade Xiao Tan Feng again, but he knew his temperament when he was young.

The more others let him do, the more he will do the opposite, turn his back on his bones, and suffer the most.

Since he can't listen to the persuasion, why should he persuade him again.

When old Tan Feng was alone and anxious, Xiao Tan Feng was acting like a spoiled brat with his master.

"Master Shizu, I flew a little higher today, you can remember, when I fly higher, you will give me that blood spirit bead. You are the ancestor of my Xuantian Sect. count."

Tan Feng has learned very quickly, flying higher and higher day by day, and today he has already flown as high as the cultivator's luck.

In time, he will be able to fly as high as the master.

Nan Yuan was a little annoyed by his arguing, so she picked out the smallest Blood Spirit Orb and threw it to him, "Take one to play with, and I'll give you the bigger one next time."

When Tan Feng received the thing, his expression was blank, "Master, just, just sent me like this?"

Nan Yuan hummed.

Tan Feng blinked, holding the blood spirit bead in his hand and looking at it seriously, thinking to himself: No matter how small it is, it is bigger than the one hanging around his neck, and the color is so pure, it is worth a lot no matter how you look at it, Master Zu actually threw it at him like a pebble?

hey-hey.

Thinking of something, Tan Feng couldn't wait to jump to the wooden window, hang half of his body on the edge of the window, and then raised the blood spirit bead in his hand and stretched it out, just aiming at a ray of sunlight outside.

The little disciple squinted at the blood spirit bead in the sunlight, and the more he looked at it, the more amazed it became, "Master, this blood spirit bead is really beautiful, and the blood mist inside seems to be flowing."

"If you just like crystal clear things, I have more here." Nan Yuan replied.

Tan Feng looked over immediately, "Master, these crystal clear things... can you give me anything you want?"

Nan Yuan glanced at him, "If you really want it, and I have more than one, I can send it to you."

Tan Feng heard the corners of his mouth curling, but he sighed on the surface and was so worried, "Aiya, Shizu, although you are very rich, you are too prodigal."

Nan Yuan said lightly: "You are the deity's little disciple, how can you be considered a prodigal if you give something to me?"

Tan Feng heard the words, the curvature of the corner of his mouth ticked up again unconsciously, and the sunlight fell through the blood spirit beads to a red, which illuminated the beautiful and delicate face red.

"Master, do you really like me?"

Nan Yuan: "Huh?"

Tan Feng: "Otherwise, why do you keep sending me some rare treasures. It's a pill for washing the marrow and cutting the scriptures, and it's a blood spirit pearl. If you take it out casually, it's all for the Xianjia Baimen and the demon clan. We're all fighting for the **** baby."

Xiaotang laughed and answered secretly: Why else, it's not to put you in the bowl in advance.

Nan Yuan replied: "You really please me. The deity likes sensible and obedient children the most."

Tan Feng was slightly embarrassed, smiling well-behaved and good-looking.

He was about to answer, but at this moment, Lao Tan Feng, who had not been there for a long time, suddenly said coldly: "He does seem to like you very much."

Tan Feng's expression became more and more high, "That's not it, after all, you haven't been able to fly with the sword in a thousand years. I only learned it in a few days with Shizu. Shizu, his old man is a peerless genius, he can do everything! There are countless babies in there!

In the future, I must let him teach me more skills, and then send me more treasures. "

Lao Tan snorted lightly, "What do you mean, you still want to follow him all the time?"

"What's wrong with him? The master and his old man stay on this Yunding Mountain all the year round. He is alone. With a sensible disciple like me accompanying him, it is too late for him to be happy."

However, Tan Feng was quickly slapped in the face.

Master Leci, together with several elders of the action faction, spent dozens of days, and finally sorted out what the ancestors wanted.

In order to satisfy the ancestors, the handsome boys on the list have been thoroughly investigated in terms of character, hobbies, and experiences before and after joining the school!

That night, the thick "resume" that was driven out by working overtime was sent to Yundian Xianshan by real person Le Ci.