My eight sisters are the only ones who dote on me, and they are all crazy about supporting their you

She sneered twice, approached Tang Feng unhurriedly, and quickly stopped him.

The driver sitting in the passenger seat had a cold expression and his eyes were as menacing as a poisonous snake.

"Master, don't worry, I'm going to explore the truth first."

Tang Feng opened the door and looked warily at the vehicle ahead.

Six flying knives were clamped between his fingers, ready to launch an attack at any time.

Ye Luo came to him dressed in a smart outfit, followed by Xuan Wu, Xuan Si and Xuan San.

He narrowed his eyes dangerously and cast his gaze on the leader, Ye Luo.

"Who are you and what do you want to do?"

Ye Luo ignored him and looked directly at Qianji.

The young lady allowed herself to intercept the poisonous doctor.

But what's the use of looking for them?

There is no need for a poisonous doctor who only knows evil ways even if he is hired as his subordinate.

"Hey, little girl, what do you want to do?" Tang Feng frowned, feeling increasingly uncomfortable.

The strength of the opponent is unfathomable. It seems that he is coming for his master. He is probably a master sent by Mo Xuan...

"Xiao Tang, don't be rude."

He pushed open the car door to stop him and cast his eyes on the mark on the chest of the old man in black robe.

"Black Dragon Guards of the royal family, are you the princess's people?"

Ye Luo nodded with a smile and pointed at the car behind him.

"That's right, we came to pick you up on the order of the young lady."

"I believe you have guessed what it is, so let's make a choice."

Tang Feng was stunned for a moment, slightly distracted by the word 'princess'.

No need to guess, the princess must have learned about some of the transactions between the master and the three palaces.

Qian Ji's eyes lit up, and the silver needle he clenched tightly was slowly put back into his sleeves.

There are two paths before her now.

One is to reject them and return to Miao territory to avoid the assassination of the Three Halls.

The second is that as a subordinate of the princess, he once again fell into... the whirlpool of the royal family.

There was an undercurrent in Qian Ji's calm eyes, and he glanced at several people with a half-smile.

Ye Luo just waited for her answer quietly without rushing.

Tang Feng and the housekeeper were worried, but they didn't know what to say.

But no matter what their master chooses, they will follow without hesitation.

"Haha~ I can be invited by Princess Mo, how dare I refuse?"

He raised his lips and glanced sideways at Tang Feng, "I'll go by myself. You guys wait for my news."

Tang Feng's pupils trembled, and he whispered with a dark face, "No, we can't let the master take risks alone!"

She shook her head, her expression extremely serious, "This is an order."

Under the leadership of Xuan Wu, he got into a car and disappeared at the end of the road.

Tang Feng sat back in the car in a daze, not knowing where to go.

The butler covered his forehead and after a moment of silence reminded him, "Let's go to Kyoto."

"As soon as the master has news, we will arrive immediately."

Tang Feng nodded secretly and turned the car around to drive north.

Inside a black sports car.

Ye Luo glanced at the charming and calm Qianji through the rearview mirror, feeling inexplicably that she was in danger.

"Thankfully you didn't play tricks on our young master, otherwise... you wouldn't have been able to sit still."

"Ha~" Qianji leaned lazily on the back seat, his red lips slightly hooked, not caring about her threat.

She turned her head and closed her eyes to rest, with a slight smile on her lips.

……

"We must survive the thunderstorm!"

Wang Xiaoke climbed to the top of the mountain panting, feeling the coolness of the breeze blowing on his face.

He had a straight white face and a very determined expression.

There are several towering trees growing on the top of the mountain, and the ground is covered with a thin layer of white gauze, making it hazy and cold.

Wang Xiaoke found an open place and sat cross-legged with his eyes closed.

Adjust the status to the best.

Suddenly, a fragrant smell penetrated his nose, making him drool involuntarily.

"It smells so good~ Is this the inner demon from the tribulation?"

"But I haven't overcome the tribulation yet..."

Wang Xiaoke opened his eyes in confusion, and suddenly saw a golden, tender and oily big chicken leg.

"My good disciple, do you want to eat?"

"These are the chicken drumsticks brought specially for my master, specially for my good disciple to eat~"

An old man with a white beard came to him at some point and didn't even make a sound.

The two of them stared at each other in the open space, and neither of them said a word.

Wang Xiaoke tilted his head and looked at the old man in front of him curiously.

I saw him bent over, with a bright smile on his face, and a big chicken drumstick in his hand.

"Illusion?" Wang Xiaoke grabbed his goatee and pulled hard.

"Ouch! Don't touch my precious beard!"

Wu Tu forcibly opened his piggy hand, and caressed the beard that had grown for hundreds of years.

"Why don't you pinch your face to see if it's an illusion?"

Wang Xiaoke took two steps back cautiously and asked fiercely.

"who are you?"

Wu Tu smiled mysteriously, straightened his waist, put his hands behind his back, and looked up at the sky pretending to be profound.

He looks like a sanctimonious outsider.

"There is God's will in the dark."

"Everything has been decided for a long time. I am your master."

Wang Xiaoke's mouth twitched, confused by his inexplicable words.

"I'm not your apprentice. You got the wrong person."

First it was Sister Qianji, and now there is an old Taoist priest...

Why do people always take advantage of me to make trouble when I am going through a tribulation?

Looking at his thin body, he might not be able to beat me.

Wang Xiaoke snorted and said to him seriously.

"I... already have a master, so I can't be your apprentice."

Wu Tu looked calm and had already expected that he would say such a thing.

If a little kid can reach the Condensation Realm, there must be a strong master behind him.

But...he wouldn't bother making this trip if he didn't have any confidence at all.

"Don't refuse in a hurry."

Wu Tu waved his hands and said boastfully.

"The thing about being a teacher is that I have many ways to do it. As long as you want it, I can get it for you."

Wu Tu put the chicken legs into his hands and said with a kind face.

"Follow me as a teacher, and you will be able to enjoy the hot food in the future!"

Wang Xiaoke frowned and wanted to return the chicken legs.

Unexpectedly, I accidentally stuffed it into my mouth, and it tasted pretty good~

"Even if you give me more food...I will not be your apprentice."

As if he didn't hear anything, Wu Tu took out a tablecloth from his clothes and spread it on the ground.

Then he set out a few more plates of food.

He cooked this himself in his old house.

Wang Xiaoke gnawed on the chicken leg and watched him busy, and a thought suddenly came to his mind.

He had lied to his family before, claiming that he had a Taoist master.

If you really become his apprentice, everything will make sense and you will save a lot of trouble in the future.

"But I already have a master." Wang Xiaoke shook his head to get rid of this idea.

A glint flashed in Wu Tu's eyes, and he pulled him to sit on the ground with a smile.

"No problem, no problem, a monk can have many masters."

"Multiple masters mean multiple paths. When I was just starting out, I had several masters."

Wang Xiaoke's heart trembled. He could tell at a glance that he was a monk and that the other party was definitely not an ordinary person.

"No...don't try to bribe me with a chicken leg!"

Wu Tu's pupils suddenly became deep-set, and he said confidently with his hands in his hands.

"Old Taoist, I am a national master. I have no place to put the treasure in my hand. I will not treat you badly in the future~"

"National Master?" Wang Xiaoke opened his mouth in surprise, a little unbelievable.

"You look like this, and you are actually a national master?"

Wu Tu snorted and stroked his beard, "How can this be false?"

Wang Xiaoke pouted, hesitated for a moment and then tried.

"I will be your apprentice, can you make me the leader of the country?"

Wu Tu frowned and reprimanded dissatisfiedly, "How can you, a six-year-old kid, manage the country well?"

"The position of head of the country is hereditary. I don't want you to be the leader, so you can be the one."

Wang Xiaoke's rising interest was instantly dispelled, "Then what are you capable of?"

"I have a clever plan and my hands and eyes can reach the sky."

"Your name is Wang Xiaoke. You come from the Wang family in the Demon City. You have been missing for five years. Now you are about to survive the Ning Yuan Thunder Tribulation..."

Wang Xiaoke was stunned for a moment and looked at the old man in front of him suspiciously, "Are you also... a monk?"

Wu Tu smiled faintly, "Do you think you are the only one in the world who can cultivate?"

"Please, open up the situation."

"Most monks are detached from the world and are not contaminated by the cause and effect of the world. Who would wander around like you?"

"You dare to go to the border to fight at a young age. Aren't you afraid of being targeted by evil cultivators?"

Wang Xiaoke's head banged and his expression became extremely unnatural.

He was not surprised that there were monks in the world. The previous Taoist Priest Xianyun, Sister Mo, and the Divine Guard of Kingdom E were all monks...

But how did he know that he went to the border to rescue his father and second sister?

Was he actually exposed?