Pluto's Favorite: The Gold Killer Concubine

"What? Does the disciple even recognize his own master?" The old man looked at Feng Yaorao and said dissatisfiedly.

Yes, this is the sloppy old man from before, Feng Yaorao's master.

This time, Feng Yaorao immediately put down her vigilance, but seeing how different he was dressed the other day, she couldn't help but jokingly said, "Hey! The beggar has turned into a fairy!"

"Go, go, go, no big or small, I was originally a fairy! When did I become a beggar." The old man said angrily, blowing his beard and staring, as if he had forgotten his sloppy image before.

"Oh, are you really an immortal?" Feng Yaorao was surprised, knowing that this old man was not simple, but she never thought that he would be an immortal. For a while, she didn't believe it.

If he is an immortal, isn't she the immortal's apprentice?This feeling is so good!It's fun to say it out!

"Hey! Actually, it's not really, but it's a half-immortal." The old man said embarrassedly.

Feng Yaorao rolled her eyes, she just said, how could this old man be an immortal!

Looking at the vast expanse of whiteness, and there was no place to sit, Feng Yaorao sat down on the ground without caring about her image...

However, when she thought that she was sleeping in this place inexplicably, Feng Yaorao asked suspiciously, "Old man, what kind of place is this!"

"It's not big or small, it's called Master." The old man was dissatisfied and pouted and corrected.

"Okay! Master, has anyone ever told you that you look ugly when you look cute?" Feng Yaorao said solemnly, as if that was the case.

"You, you, you bastard." The old man was so angry that he pointed at Feng Yaorao, and he was obviously very angry.

Feng Yaorao frowned and looked at the old man's finger pointing at her, clearly showing displeasure, and said coldly, "Has anyone ever told you that I am the most likely to be pointed at me by others."

"You..." The old man was angry, but he hurriedly retracted his finger, what kind of apprentice is this!Just an ancestor.

"Okay, okay, I can't tell you." The old man was completely frustrated.

Knowing Feng Yaorao's character, he didn't dare to compete with her any more, otherwise, he would suffer.

"It's been a month, and you've done a lot in this month!" the old man said, his tone was a bit yin and yang, and he couldn't tell whether it was sarcasm or admiration.

"No more, no less, just right." Feng Yaorao didn't care at all, this month, a lot of things really happened.

"You girl, you are so shameless." The old man hummed angrily. I have never seen such a shameless person!

"Thank you for the compliment," Feng Yaorao thanked without hesitation, it was not the first time someone said shameless, she didn't care at all.

"You..." The old man almost didn't come up in one breath. He had never seen such a shameless person before. It was strange to scold her and thank her.

"Tell me! Have I passed this month's training?" Feng Yaorao asked, ignoring whether the old man would be angry.

"It's over," the old man said.

"And then!" Feng Yaorao asked.

"You have the ability, what you lack is the actual combat. You have to comprehend this yourself." The old man said.

Feng Yaorao frowned slightly, but she didn't expect it to be so simple. "What? Does the disciple even recognize his own master?" The old man looked at Feng Yaorao and said dissatisfiedly.

Yes, this is the sloppy old man from before, Feng Yaorao's master.

This time, Feng Yaorao immediately put down her vigilance, but seeing how different he was dressed the other day, she couldn't help but jokingly said, "Hey! The beggar has turned into a fairy!"

"Go, go, go, no big or small, I was originally a fairy! When did I become a beggar." The old man said angrily, blowing his beard and staring, as if he had forgotten his sloppy image before.

"Oh, are you really an immortal?" Feng Yaorao was surprised, knowing that this old man was not simple, but she never thought that he would be an immortal. For a while, she didn't believe it.

If he is an immortal, isn't she the immortal's apprentice?This feeling is so good!It's fun to say it out!

"Hey! Actually, it's not really, but it's a half-immortal." The old man said embarrassedly.

Feng Yaorao rolled her eyes, she just said, how could this old man be an immortal!

Looking at the vast expanse of whiteness, and there was no place to sit, Feng Yaorao sat down on the ground without caring about her image...

However, when she thought that she was sleeping in this place inexplicably, Feng Yaorao asked suspiciously, "Old man, what kind of place is this!"

"It's not big or small, it's called Master." The old man was dissatisfied and pouted and corrected.

"Okay! Master, has anyone ever told you that you look ugly when you look cute?" Feng Yaorao said solemnly, as if that was the case.

"You, you, you bastard." The old man was so angry that he pointed at Feng Yaorao, and he was obviously very angry.

Feng Yaorao frowned and looked at the old man's finger pointing at her, clearly showing displeasure, and said coldly, "Has anyone ever told you that I am the most likely to be pointed at me by others."

"You..." The old man was angry, but he hurriedly retracted his finger, what kind of apprentice is this!Just an ancestor.

"Okay, okay, I can't tell you." The old man was completely frustrated.

Knowing Feng Yaorao's character, he didn't dare to compete with her any more, otherwise, he would suffer.

"It's been a month, and you've done a lot in this month!" the old man said, his tone was a bit yin and yang, and he couldn't tell whether it was sarcasm or admiration.

"No more, no less, just right." Feng Yaorao didn't care at all, this month, a lot of things really happened.

"You girl, you are so shameless." The old man hummed angrily. I have never seen such a shameless person!

"Thank you for the compliment," Feng Yaorao thanked without hesitation, it was not the first time someone said shameless, she didn't care at all.

"You..." The old man almost didn't come up in one breath. He had never seen such a shameless person before. It was strange to scold her and thank her.

"Tell me! Have I passed this month's training?" Feng Yaorao asked, ignoring whether the old man would be angry.

"It's over," the old man said.

"And then!" Feng Yaorao asked.

"You have the ability, what you lack is the actual combat. You have to comprehend this yourself." The old man said.

Feng Yaorao frowned slightly, but she didn't expect it to be so simple.