"Do you miss your master?" The king of Zun curled his lips and smiled, doting endlessly.?

Ye Xiyue blinked. She looked only in her twenties. Such a person looked similar to Huang Junye. When she said the word "Master", she felt a little incongruous.

"Damn it?" Zunwang leaned close to her eyes and pointed her forehead, "It seems that you don't miss your master, girl."

"Master..." Ye Xiyue called in a low voice, and she was still a little stunned.

A year ago, on her fifteenth birthday, she encountered bloodline awakening, her whole body was frozen and her life was in danger.

Huang Junye exchanged blood for blood to heal her. His master spent all his cultivation and did the final suppression work for her. As a result, Huang Junye took the real ice pill and was injured by Yin Xuanshang. He had no choice but to return to the middle realm.

And the master, his soul disappeared and never appeared again.

I knew that today, I met again, and when I saw the carvings in his hand, she suddenly realized.

It turned out that the master was always by her, "Master, are you a wood carving master?"

"Well, I finally remember that I am here." Zunwang said with a low smile.

Ye Xiyue was extremely helpless, but why did the wood carving master who appeared in Mancheng and bought all her magic cores not look the same as the current master?

No wonder she felt that the wood carving master seemed familiar at that time, and always wondered if she had seen him somewhere. It turned out that he was the master...

"See Master Zunwang--" Someone recognized Zunwang Xieshi and immediately shouted.

"Master Zunwang, he is Master Zunwang."

"It's the old patriarch's master."

"The Master of the King who carved the statue of the goddess for us a thousand years ago."

“…”

"I can't tell that he is over a thousand years old?"

"So young."

“…”

Ye Xiyue's slender eyebrows condensed, Master Honored by the King?

Carving statues of gods?

Could it be—

Her mind trembled, and she suddenly looked at the Zunwang Xieshi, "Master, you..."

Did he carve the statue of his mother?

Turning his head and looking at the person who was kneeling down at the Zun Wang Xieshi in the audience, Ye Xiyue was shocked.

What kind of master did she recognize?

"The Lord...Master..." Jin Mu murmured, speaking in disbelief.

Even Gu Dingxiang, Qu Huashang and others were shocked. They could not believe that the person standing in front of them was the master of the old patriarch. The highest and most respectful master of their wild tribe!

Thousands of years ago, he cast a statue of a goddess with the people, and hundreds of years ago, he recognized the old patriarch as his apprentice. His portrait was still hung in the secret room of previous patriarchs. Every Mid-Autumn Festival, the wild tribes would post his portrait to show everyone's admiration and worship.

Since their lives, this master of the King of Kings has appeared, but it has appeared in the memories of the older generation. The master of the Kings they met has always been seen.

In the wild tribe, he is a legendary figure like the goddess...

Now that they saw the real person, they really felt that all this was like a dream.

The man in the black robe looked at the king Xieshi through the ghost mask, and his eyes were filled with a hint of exploration.

"What? Don't you believe it? I need to verify my identity?" Xie Shi said coldly, never facing Ye Xiyue's favor and gentleness again.

The people were still kneeling on the ground, and even Qu Huashang couldn't help but soften his legs.
Chapter completed!