Half Martial Immortal, Half Margin Monarch

Chapter 682 Deviating to Tiger Mountain

Ning Xuemo's bluffing fingers on the white jade couch suddenly clenched tightly, and muttered in her small mouth: "I want to become stronger!"

Rong Yue Tianlan shook his fan, and the corners of his lips couldn't help showing a smile.

It seemed that the little girl was stimulated, but in fact she was already very strong... so strong that he, an outsider who never looked down on any mortal, couldn't help but look at her with admiration...

Emperor Zun raised his hand to separate her clenched fingers one by one, and then intertwined with her ten fingers, his voice was faint but persuasive: "If you want to become stronger, you must learn from a teacher..."

Ning Xuemo didn't actually wake up, she was talking in her sleep.

When people are talking in their sleep, if someone interjects, the sleep talker will sometimes pick up the conversation: "Who is the best teacher... who is the best..."

"Since you want to worship, then worship the strongest. Who is the strongest in this world?" Emperor Zun responded in a manly voice, as if he was a big bad wolf who was tempting Little Red Riding Hood.

"Emperor." This time Ning Xuemo answered without hesitation, even in her sleep, she understood very well.

"Yes, you are very smart. Then you should worship Emperor Zun as your teacher." Emperor Zun seemed very satisfied.

Ning Xuemo frowned, as if she felt something was wrong, but she couldn't react in her sleep.

He turned over and mumbled again, but this time the words were vague and no one could hear him clearly.

Rong Yue Tianlan watched the two of them ask and answer, the fan almost fell to the ground!
"Dizuo, you really want to take her as a disciple, right?" He finally couldn't help asking.

Emperor Zun tucked Ning Xuemo's little hand into the quilt, and replied casually: "Why not?"

"But... you don't want her to be your concubine?"

Emperor Zuo, you like others, how can you be an apprentice?
"She doesn't like that identity." Regal's voice was calm.

"Then you will let her be your disciple? After that, you will treat her..." Rong Yue Tianlan couldn't keep up with God Zun's thoughts for a moment.

"What should I do to her, it will not change with the change of identity."

In other words, Emperor Zun still wanted this girl.

"But if she becomes your disciple, it seems inappropriate for your relationship to continue like this." Rong Yue Tianlan said without fear of death.

"You mean master-student love?" Emperor Zun simply said it for him.

The word is trendy!

Rong Yue Tianlan nodded: "I'm afraid the relationship between master and apprentice will be tolerated by the world..."

"Since when has this seat cared about worldly things?" Emperor Zun asked back.

Rong Yue Tianlan: "..." He had nothing to answer.

Emperor Zun really doesn't care what people say.

Moreover, once he has bad tastes, the more he likes to do outrageous things, which makes people's eyes drop.

In Rong Yue Tianlan's words, Emperor Zun has lived too long and has too much time!
"Di Zuo, you and she actually have other identities, why do you have to be a master and apprentice?" This is what Rong Yue Tianlan is more puzzled about.

Emperor Zun is obviously moved by this little girl now. If he didn't know his feelings, he would think it was out of pity for talents, and it is understandable that he would have the idea of ​​taking an apprentice.

But he obviously should know what he really wants, and it is a bit puzzling to accept someone as an apprentice.

Emperor Zun looked down at Ning Xuemo who was on the couch, and said lightly: "She hates the relationship between master and apprentice..."

Rong Yue Tianlan: "..."

Emperor Zuo, you know that there are tigers in the mountains and you prefer to go to the mountains?
"She also made up some gossip about the master-student relationship in this seat..."

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