Ye Yuyan lowered her head, making her expression invisible, but her voice was still obedient as always: "I'm sorry to trouble you."
"It's okay, it's okay." Mu Yuanyao waved his hand generously.
The little girl looks so small that people unconsciously worry about her.
Mu Yuanyao talked with her in a soft voice.
Ye Yuyan obediently responded to every sentence.
Mu Ran turned around and walked up step by step.
Ye Yuyan
She also seemed to have discovered Yun Qing's identity.
However, how did a little girl who had studied poison at home for fifteen years know about Yun Qing?
People from a family of medicine would not hang a portrait of the young master of the family of heavenly masters at home, would they?
Mu Ran pondered secretly in his heart.
The view of heavenly masters has also arrived.
The view of the master of heaven, which is fully displayed in front of you, is similar to the Taoist view on ordinary mountain peaks.
It's just that the view of heavenly masters is bigger.
The entire top of the mountain is the boundary of the Tianshi Temple.
The doorman led everyone to a room.
In the huge room, there are many stools.
More than a dozen Taoist priests sat down.
Mu Ran sat near the door.
Yun Qing strode and stood behind Mu Ran.
Mu Ran is not worried that Yun Qing's identity will be exposed.
Yun Qing was dressed in rags, not to mention, he was not the only one present who regarded the zombies as his subordinates.
Yun Qing also deliberately lowered her sense of existence, so she would not be easily discovered.
Mu Yuanyao and Ye Yuyan can only be said to be two special exceptions.
Both of them have a special attachment to Yun Qing.
Mu Ran leaned on the stool and squinted his eyes.
If Mu Yuanyuan worshiped Yun Qing, then what is Ye Yuyan?
Mu Ran looked to the side calmly.
Mu Yuanyao and Ye Yuyan are already familiar with each other.
The two suppressed their voices and didn't know what they were talking about.
Ye Yuyan smiled shyly, like a good girl.
"Old Heavenly Master is here¡ª" the doorman shouted loudly.
After the words fell, a person walked in from outside the house.
The old man with gray hair and beard has fine wrinkles on his face.
He was wearing a clean white Taoist robe and was holding a dust whisk in his hand.
Playing with whisks?
Mu Ran stood up following the crowd, and followed the crowd casually to salute.
There are all kinds of Taoist priests, and the equipment that each Taoist priest is good at is different.
For example, he played with spells.
Mu Yuanyao is playing with a compass.
Ye Yuyan is playing with poison.
There are also people who practice corpses full-time.
Etc., etc¡ª¡ª
It is rare to see those who play whisk.
Because he is in charge of the whisk, if he wants to defeat the enemy, the whisk must be the best.
It is equivalent to saying that without a whisk, this person is nothing.
Mu Ran hid in the crowd, looking at the old celestial master sitting at the top.
I just don't knowwhether this old thing can be knocked down with a single punch without the dust whisk.
"Everyone, thank you for coming." The old Tianshi said in a hoarse voice, his eyes were narrowed and opened slightly.
The mung bean-sized eyes are not cloudy with age, but full of light.
He swept around the faces of everyone, and continued: "This time I invite you to come here to discuss with you how to annihilate that zombie king."
"Old Heavenly Master." Someone was anxious about whether the position of Heavenly Master was real, and shouted at the top of his voice, "Is the position of Heavenly Master you said true?"
The old master glanced at the speaker with gloomy eyes, and said slowly: "It is true."
"But, what are the criteria for judging?"
Questions sounded one by one.
The old celestial master swiped up¡ª(Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com