The sister who traveled through time wants to dominate the other world and become the empress!

Zhu Yu didn't know what to say. He felt that this kind of thing was destined by heaven and no one was to blame. He didn't quite understand what Xu An and Ze An were thinking. He just felt that the atmosphere was very gloomy.

After Xu An finished drinking, some of his face turned red. He thought that drinking could help him forget his sorrows. When he was drunk, he wouldn't think too much about it. So he drank two more glasses.

"Don't drink it, this wine is very strong." Ze'an snatched the wine glass and put it aside.

Zhu Yu also advised: "Miss Xu, this wine is very strong and will harm your body."

"By the way, ahem, Zhu Yu, the second thing is, I don't want to learn talismans, I want to have my own power. You just said that I should awaken my own power, so you must have a way, right? It shouldn't be the method of making a contract, right?" Xu An ignored them and asked blankly.

"In fact, Miss Xu, you don't have spiritual roots because the time has not come yet. You have already awakened once last time, which means that you only need to try to practice a few more times to grow spiritual roots."

Zhu Yu looked at Xu An, who was holding her face to the side and seemed a little drunk. He didn't know how to ask her to stay and join the sect.

Xu Anke couldn't drink, and this wine was very strong and powerful, and she got drunk immediately. Her mind was in a mess. She looked at Ze'an with wandering eyes and muttered to him: "Ze'an...it's okay, I will find a way to get her back."

Ze An reached out to support Xu An, swallowing his words again and again, and finally said, "Let's go back home."

Xu Anke was not happy about it and was about to start acting crazy while drunk, "I'm not going back! That's not my home! I still need to practice the Dharma! Zhu Yu! Teach me how to practice the Dharma!"

Zhu Yu walked down from the main seat, took off his token and handed it to Xu An, "Miss Xu, if you believe me, you can stay in the sect and become our disciple. I will personally teach you and help you awaken."

Xu An was excited when he heard this. "What? Personal teaching? The kind where we hold hands?" He said, "OK! Good!"

She stood up by pressing the table and glanced at Zhu Yu with a dazed look.

So handsome! Just my type!

He blurted out, "Zhu Yu! I want to marry you!"

The volume of these words was so loud that once they were spoken, the disciples outside the hall started to talk even louder, "This little girl likes our Senior Brother Zhu Yu!"

Zhu Yu's heart skipped a beat. What was she talking about?

When Ze'an heard this, he instantly understood who the young man Xu An was talking about today was.

His expression froze for a few seconds, his fists clenched tighter, and he pulled Xu An over and leaned against his chest, gritting his teeth but whispering, "Let's go back home. You're drunk, don't talk nonsense."

Xu An was drunk but she still remembered Ze An mocking her. She pushed Ze An away and crossed her arms, "That's your house! It's not mine! Go back and find the girl you like! I want to stay in the sect!"

Hearing that she was willing to stay in the sect, Zhu Yu didn't care so much, "She is drunk, and it is not suitable for her to go down the mountain. Let her stay. When she sobers up, she will make her own judgment."

Xu An staggered around to Zhu Yu's side, stood beside him, and said to Ze An in a serious tone: "Yes, you go back first! You can go back now!"

When Ze'an saw this scene, his face turned red with anger. At this point, Xu An was unwilling to go down the mountain with him. If he took her away by force, there would be a quarrel and people would be offended. Besides, they all needed to calm down and analyze the situation carefully.

He shook his sleeves and bowed slightly to Zhu Yu, "Then I'll trouble you, Master Zhu. I'll come to pick up my sister and take her back home tomorrow. I hope you can bear with me."

Zhu Yu also returned the greeting, "I will definitely take good care of Miss Xu."

Ze'an left without saying anything more. He had something to do and he always felt that there was more to the story.