"Have you come out yet? Could it be that he was shot to death by his master?"

"Hmph, I'm going to whip the corpse even if I'm slapped to death."

Just when the Master Princess was waiting outside to go in and take a look, she saw Zhuang Zhiruo and his sisters surrounded Ye Fan and came out.

The group was talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Several junior sisters still looked shy and did not have the cold and cold attitude of the past. What's wrong?

The Master Princess was slightly stunned. What kind of ecstasy did Ye Fan give Zhuang Zhiruo and the others?

She shook her wrist and put away her whip, returning to her cold expression:

"Dog thing, finally came out?"

"I thought you would hold the incense burner at the door of Master and beat him to death and refused to come out."

"It's time to calculate the accounts between us."

The Master's Concubine shrank and appeared in front of Ye Fan.

"Ah, Master's Concubine?"

Ye Fan was startled and hurriedly retreated and hid:

"Saint, I have already said that it is impossible between us."

"I already have a wife, and I love her very much. I will be getting married next year. Don't bother me again."

"If you do this again, I will shout, but I will accuse you from the master."

He knew that it would be over if he fell into the hands of the saint: "Can you let me go?"

A few simple words made the young junior sisters stunned.

The saint is entangled with Ye Fan?

Do you want to take action because love becomes hatred?

What do you mean by this?

They knew Ye Fan was shameless, but they didn't expect to be so shameless.

At the same time, they were shocked Ye Fan's courage. He shouted and teased the saint like this, and weren't they worried about having more blood holes on their bodies?

You know, Ye Jincheng was very respectful when he saw the saint. He not only dressed well, but also sat upright, but also drank meticulously.

Not to mention the saint's words are frivolous.

However, Zhuang Zhiruo and others didn’t have much trouble and could not do anything that even the Lord Zhai Master dared to hug the thigh.

"Dog guy, sharp-tongued, look at me and you can't beat me to death."

When Master Zi heard this, his pretty face became even colder, and his figure flashed and approached Ye Fan.

Several junior sisters also scattered to surround Ye Fan.

Zhuang Zhiruo hurriedly led the people to block over: "Saint, calm down, calm down, don't do anything."

"Zhuang Zhiruo, why are you protecting him? Worrying that the master will scold you if the blood is splashed here?"

The Master's Concubine looked at Zhuang Zhiruo angrily:

"The inner courtyard of the Zen room has been released here. It is not your responsibilities, but it is my jurisdiction."

"I beat this bastard. If the master takes responsibility, I will just carry it."

"Anyway, I must smoke him today."

She looked at Ye Fan with a sharp look.

In the past, she was even ashamed to say something about swearing, thinking that it would tarnish her temperament and identity.

But now, when she saw Ye Fan, she just wanted to do something, just wanted to see him screaming, no matter whether there would be a flood in the future.

Zhuang Zhiruo stopped Shi Zizi's concubine: "Saint, you can't beat him!"

"Why can't you fight?"

The Shizixian said angrily: "I can save him and deal with him. Master Ye is held accountable, I will take it."

"Of course you can't fight."

Ye Fan coughed: "I forgot to tell you that I am now a member of Cihangzhai, and I have joined Cihangzhai."

The Master Princess turned her head and looked at Zhuang Zhiruo angrily, "What kind of ecstasy soup have you been given to take this bastard as his disciple?"

Zhuang Zhiruo smiled bitterly: "It's not me, it's the Lord Lao Zhai."

"That's right, I am the closed disciple of Lao Zhaizhu."

Ye Fan replied shamelessly: "It is also the first male disciple of Cihangzhai, first, first, first!"

What?

The Lord of Lao Zhai accepted Ye Fan as his disciple?

Closed disciple?

The first male disciple?

The Shi Zixian and a few junior sisters felt dizzy and could not accept this fact at all.

Ye Fan had only been running from the ward to the Zen room for more than two hours, so why did he become a master and apprentice with the master of Lao Zhai?

How many young talents with great power and wealth are as talented as the country, rack their brains to become the master of Lao Zhai.

Why is Ye Fan so gloomy to be favored?

The Master Princess stared at Zhuang Zhiruo unwillingly:

"Don't talk nonsense to protect Ye Fan."

Then he shouted at Ye Fan: "You dare to pretend to be a disciple of the master, I will kill you with one sword."

"Imitation? I, Ye Fan, stand upright, how could I pretend to be?"

Ye Fan held his head up and pushed his chest toward the Master Zizi: "And how many heads do I dare to play with Master?"

The Master Ziwei gritted her teeth: "You must have fooled Master."

"What is fooling? That is fate!"

Ye Fan struck while the iron was hot: "A glance is the fate of this life."

"And I am enough to Akagi to be willing to go through fire and water for her at any time."

"By the way, Master said, "You are the first on the female disciple, Saint, and I am the first on the male disciple."

"So although I became a disciple late, you and I are both on the same level, and I am on an equal footing with you."

"If you attack me, at the least you can say that you ignore the authority of your master, and at the worst you can destroy the unity of Cihangzhai."

"Also, for the sake of my senior brother and sister, I won't complain to my master. You just called her a fool to accept me as your apprentice."

Ye Fan reminded: "I let you go, why don't you let me go? How can I be a saint in this situation?"

The Master Zixian's fists were slightly tightened: "Don't sow discord for me."

"Do you recognize this Buddhist bead?"

Ye Fan raised his left hand and raised his black wrist bead and hummed:

"The Twelve Beads of Dependence and Relationship are the tokens given to me by Master."

"She said, wearing this Buddhist bead, I will take the lower-level children from the bottom of my body and beat the Supreme Saint on top."

"Look at you looking like a little fairy, I usually don't care about you hitting you."

Ye Fan pulled the tiger skin as a banner: "But if you insist on making me angry, I will hit your little butt..."

"Bastard, do you dare?"

The Master Zixian was so angry that she wanted to vomit blood, and then she shouted with a heart:

"No matter how my master punishes me, I will beat you up first..."

She flashed a small whip.

"Master!"

Ye Fan suddenly bowed slightly to her behind.

The Master Zizi threw away the small whip with a conditioned reflex, and turned around with a solemn and respectful expression:

“Master…”

Halfway through the shouting, she stopped the topic, and there was no shadow of the old master behind her.

At this time, Ye Fan had oiled his feet and rushed out of the temple gate with a whoosh, jumping and disappearing like a rabbit.

"Ye Fan, I won't let you go."

Behind the story of the Master Princess's angry shout resounded throughout the Tongtian Ancient Temple...
To be continued...