The dean's elder hugged his head and trembled: "Elder Seven, I'm sorry, I haven't finished my introduction just now. Our Tu is not only the only ninth-level white robe master in the academy, but also the only talisman master in the empire..."

The Seventh Elder was furious: "What a talisman master!"

The second elder suddenly spoke indifferently: "Tactic Master, a piece of talisman paper can determine the world. It is the same supernatural inheritance as the leader of the alliance back then. If the talisman Master was not too low-key, the twelve elders would not be our turn to do it, and he could replace it."

The whole audience was shocked by the words "replace it".

I didn't see that this handsome white-robed mentor had such an unparalleled origin, and he was qualified to replace the twelve elders.

The seventh elder was angry: "I don't believe it! I haven't heard of it!"

The second elder: "So, this is why you rank seventh and I am second."

The implication is that you have too little knowledge and too low ranking.

The second elder, who has always kept a low profile, actually confronted the seventh elder on the spot, which was beyond the surprise of other elders.

The great elder, who had never expressed his opinion, rubbed his beard and said slowly: "Don't quarrel anymore, listen to the opinions of the talisman master first. The rules of the empire will not be influenced by anyone's personal will. Excellent students must be taken away unless the talisman master can give a reasonable reason."

The first half of the sentence seems to be helping Nalan Yejue speak.

But in the second half of the sentence, it is strongly supporting the seven elders and using the rules to suppress them!

Ao Xinghao from the audience was sweating.

He never expected Nalan Yejue to win like this moment.

Even though he knew that this man was here to compete with him, at the moment of unanimous external attitude, he was willing to let go of his jealousy, pray for the man wholeheartedly, and steal his heart from the elder.

But in one-to-twelve, does this man really have a chance of winning?

During the stalemate between the two sides, Nalan Yejue walked towards Qin Xin and spoke lightly: "Her abilities are just starting out and not quite excellent. I need to train her for a while to stimulate her more potential."

In a silence, the dean and the old man who was mixed with the muddy laughed dryly: "Yes, it's only been a few days since I entered school. I still have to continue studying and studying. It's not too late to take it away when the elders come for the next time to take it away."

Although I have been mudging with it, I still turned to Qin Xin in the end.

The twelve elders exchanged glances with each other.

Especially when the Great Elder saw Nalan Yejue's golden talisman, it still enveloped Qin Xin.

He has never seen this talisman before, and there is no way to crack it.

It can be said that Nalan Yejue firmly protected Qin Xin in a golden bell cover. Without his permission, no one could take her away.

So, if they can't kill Nalan Yejue on the spot, they can only let go.

Can they join forces to kill this man?

In the eyes that were exchanging with each other just now, no one was sure except for the arrogant and conceited Seven Elders.

The elder judged the situation, took a deep breath, and finally made a decision: "Okay, what you said makes sense. Then let her continue to study, improve her supernatural powers, and wait for the next assessment."

Nalan Yejue then removed the golden characters above Qin Xin's head, gently brushed her big hand over her head, brushed off a bird's feather, and whispered as if no one was around: "Go back to the dormitory, huh?"

Qin Xin stared at his soft bamboo mask with big eyes.

Haha, Master Rabbit, how many things do you have to hide from me?

Talisman Master???
Chapter completed!