Villain: Overturn the table, I don’t want to play anymore!

The two of them were so busy that they had to wait for the next few days.

"Senior, I think..."

"I'm thirsty, why don't you give me some tea?"

"It's like this, I..."

"I've blocked the surrounding space, and the boundary-breaking talisman can't be used."

"This..."

"Do you still want to recover your spiritual power?"

Whenever Zixiao wanted to say something, Piaomiao would interrupt.

It was obviously a gentle and mature expression, but Zixiao could see the pink and black on her face.

This didn't let people speak at all, and the teacup floating in the air was almost hitting her face.

"Huh..."

Seeing that there was no way to end it peacefully, Zixiao took a deep breath and then took the teacup with both hands.

Seeing this scene, Piaomiao smiled gently, her eyes full of admiration. If she didn't admire Zixiao, how could she force him to be her apprentice?

After all, if a supreme being wants to accept a disciple, the whole universe will be shaken.

Just like Piaomiao said before, the three books of heaven, earth and man are destined to her, and if she gets the three books, she can become her apprentice, and all the forces, big and small, are crazy.

Zixiao did not directly offer the tea to Piaomiao at this time, but said in a deep voice: "Senior, I think you have heard about my previous deeds. I don't know why, it seems that someone has been targeting me. It seems that I am possessed by bad luck."

"In the sect, I am afraid that it won't take long for my reputation to be stinking, just like before in Tianxuan Holy Land."

"If I really worship you as my master, I hope that when that day comes, you can let me go."

Zixiao has already thought about it. After all, there is a supreme being staring at him outside, and Yaoguang Holy Land is indeed the best place for him at present.

There was one more thing, that is, he wanted to figure out what kind of role he played in this Yaoguang Holy Land.

The label of the villain was still hanging in his label column.

He and Zuo Yuanfei, the son of destiny, not only did not dislike each other, but he almost turned him into his little fanboy.

The occurrence of these things made Zixiao more confused. If he could figure it out, even if he left the Yaoguang Holy Land in the future, he would know where to go, right?

Zixiao was waiting for the other party's answer.

In order to play the play more realistically, his deep eyes even took on some vicissitudes.

Suddenly, Piaomiao took a step forward, and before Zixiao could say anything, he was pulled into his arms.

Zixiao was almost knocked unconscious by the terrifying majesty.

It was too terrifying to feel it personally, and he couldn't recover for a while.

While Zixiao was "enlightened" there, Piaomiao's voice sounded: "Little guy, you have suffered a lot, right? It must be uncomfortable to be wronged, but you don't have to worry about it when you come to me."

"Don't say you haven't done those things. Even if you have, you are still my disciple."

"After a long time, you will know that our sect... um... the connotation of the sect is different from that of other holy places, and no matter how big a thing you have done, I will bear it for you."

"..."

Listening to what Piaomiao said, Zixiao hid his head deeply, as if he was aggrieved.

However, if someone was next to him, they would definitely see the slightly raised corners of Zixiao's mouth.

After a long time, Piaomiao loosened his arms.

Seeing the mark on his Taoist robe.

Piaomiao looked at Zixiao with interest: "It seems that my disciple is not very honest."

Hearing this, Zixiao's old face blushed, and he quickly handed over the teacup with both hands: "Disciple Zixiao, meet the master."

Piaomiao smiled gently, and then gently took the teacup with her jade hand: "After drinking your tea, I am your master. From now on, we will go together and return together."

After that, Piaomiao drank the tea in the teacup.

Then he delivered the imperial medicine directly to Zixiao's hands.

"Master, I really don't need this imperial medicine. I have my own way to treat the wound..."

"Be obedient!"

Zixiao wanted to refuse the imperial medicine, but Piaomiao didn't give him a chance at all. Her eyebrows were slightly frowned: "Do you want to disobey your master on the first day?"

"Disciple dare not..."

Zixiao took back the imperial medicine angrily.

"Hey! Boy, I'm talking to you! I can actually treat your injury without you needing me. Why don't you let me go and I'll exchange a few dozen holy medicines for you? Speak!"

The master and the disciple didn't seem to take the Emperor's voice seriously.

Piaomiao gave Zixiao a detailed introduction to the Yaoguang

Holy Land, especially Zixiao's current status as a junior master.

"When your wounds are healed, go meet those junior brothers, they really admire you."

"I'm a demon, what's there to admire?" Zixiao smiled bitterly and shook his head.

It seemed that he remembered the contrast when he was in Tianxuan Holy Land.

At the beginning, he was the eldest brother who was loved by everyone. In the end, not to mention that everyone wanted to beat him, after all, they didn't have the courage, but no matter who saw Zixiao, the disgust and fear in their eyes could not be hidden.

This is why in the end, Zixiao would block himself in the Holy Son Peak.

"It doesn't matter what your reputation is outside, the important thing is that those little guys are very curious about you. You should go and see it if you have a chance. Also, this Taiji Palace will be your residence in the future. This is a rare generosity of the little stingy Saint Lord, so you don't have to be polite."

"Oh?"

Zixiao was indeed a little surprised.

Although he didn't know what this Taiji Palace symbolized in Yaoguang Holy Land.

However, the vigorous spiritual energy around and the faint Taoism in the hall made Zixiao understand that this Taiji Hall was definitely not an ordinary thing.

"This Taiji Hall is also a magic weapon. The reason why it is called Taiji is because the Holy Lord gave it. You can change the name yourself. The spiritual core in the center of the hall is the mechanism that controls the hall."

"Thank you, Master!" Zixiao bowed hurriedly.

Snap...

Piaomiao stretched out her jade finger and gently flicked Zixiao's forehead, smiling and saying: "You are my disciple, remember, you don't need to be so polite to your master."

"Hmm..." Zixiao nodded.

He seemed to see Mo Yuxiang, who had always taken care of him when he was a child, in Piaomiao.

At that time, Mo Yuxiang was indeed conscientious and responsible. I don't know when the two became more and more distant.

"What's wrong? Do you remember your former master?"

Piaomiao's slightly teasing voice brought Zixiao back to his senses: "How could that be? It was my own choice to leave the sect."

"That's good, little guy, don't forget, from today on, you are my disciple. If you still have other masters in your mind, I will be jealous~"

Faced with Piaomiao's "teasing", Zixiao smiled bitterly and shook his head, indicating that he would not.

He also didn't know whether this cheap master he worshipped this time was mature or childish. It seemed that he would only show his cold fairy-like side when facing the enemy.