My Majesty, I wish you a long life without bounds!

The man knows that his level of transformation is top-notch, and the visible transformation and intangible transformation are top-notch within the six realms. His appearance, breath, and voice are all transformed seamlessly.It can be said that even if he stood with the real An Ran, he would not be found to be a fake, but he was found to be a fake after standing beside Feng Xiaolang within a few quarters of an hour. He wanted to know that even the masters of the Six Realms How did Feng Xiaolang see the invisible flaws.

Feng Xiaolang took half a step back, leaned on the table, looked at the man enviously and proudly and said, "Behavior and words, if I ask Anran how Mengran's injury is, Anran will tell you what happened before and after Mengran. Tell me the truth about everything."

Even if the appearance is disguised, there will still be flaws in the movements and language. After all, everyone has their own unique behavior, and they are unique in the world.

The man raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile, "As a teacher, rewards and punishments are clearly defined. Since you recognize that I am An Ran in disguise, as a teacher, you should reward the apprentice."

Feng Xiaolang straightened up, his eyes flashed, in Feng Xiaolang's view, the reward given by the man was nothing more than the cultivation of spells or mana, and he said happily, "What spells does the master want to teach the apprentice?"

The man shunned Feng Xiaolang's hair, frowned and said helplessly, "But with my current mana, I can't learn any spells." The man is naturally lying to Feng Xiaolang, Feng Xiaolang already has a man 100 With years of mana, simple and basic spells can be learned, but the man just doesn't want to teach Feng Xiaolang, so he patted Feng Xiaolang on the head, and said with an unscrupulous smile, "Having basic skills is better than anything else."

Feng Xiaolang closed his eyes and thought for a while and said, "Master, this disciple doesn't want a reward."

"Oh?" The man raised his eyebrows, and looked at Feng Xiaolang curiously with his evil eyes.

Feng Xiaolang said with a smile, "I don't need any rewards, as long as the rewards and punishments cancel each other out." Compared to rewards, Feng Xiaolang prefers no punishment.

The man chuckled, raised Feng Xiaolang's chin, his eyes flashed, and he said casually, "As I said just now, my teacher is a person who distinguishes between rewards and punishments. Since the disciple doesn't want rewards, Then no rewards will be given, only punishments will be left."

Feng Xiaolang grabbed the man's hand, and said with a very serious expression, "I also think that the master is a person who distinguishes between rewards and punishments, so there are punishments, but the rewards will still be given. The master is a man who keeps his word."

The man rubbed Feng Xiaolang's clean chin, squinted his eyes, let go of Feng Xiaolang's chin with a deep smile, and said slowly, "You are the emperor, and it's hard to follow what you say, don't The reward is what the emperor said personally."

Feng Xiaolang frowned and said, "I am the emperor in front of my courtiers, but I am just a young apprentice in front of the master. The apprentice has no room to refute what the master said, so the master has to reward the apprentice." In fact, Feng Xiaolang Already wrapped myself in.

The man smiled lowly for a while, his eyebrows and eyes were full of vile humor, he nodded and said, "Okay, give me a reward." Anyway, the master decides whether to reward or punish, and the student has no room to refute...

The man turned around and was about to leave when Feng Xiaolang pulled the man's clothes and said, "Master, I have something to ask."

"Ok?"

"Master, I feel that the Mengran I met last night is not the real Mengran, it should be transformed by other monsters." Feng Xiaolang looked at the man seriously, if the Mengran was indeed fake, then the real Mengran It is likely to be dead.

The man turned around, looked at Feng Xiaolang directly, and said calmly after a while, "It is indeed right to accept you as a disciple." At this moment, the man felt that accepting Feng Xiaolang as a disciple was one of the many right things he did. The most right thing.

Feng Xiaolang frowned, and asked suspiciously, "What?"

The corners of the man's lips curled up, revealing a bright and seductive smile, "Tu'er is right, the dream I saw last night is indeed fake."

Feng Xiaolang was stunned for a while before asking, "How did Master know?"