Nie Yan lowered his head silently, with a confused look in his eyes.

He just tried to foresee the future of the world, but finally found that it was completely blank.

As if... I can't foresee anything.

This is the first time Nie Yan has encountered such a thing.

Everyone he encountered, whether it was the strong or the weak, the superior or the cultivator in the field, he could more or less foresee something. Although not detailed, at least it felt a little bit.

And his premonition of Fang Fan was like the sea of ​​stars, without a trace, everything seemed to be imprisoned.

"What kind of existence is this..."

"It is said that he comes from the Solar System...Can a galaxy cultivate such enchanting genius?"

"Faced with his solicitation... should I choose to agree or refuse?"

Nie Yan's eyes changed...

"The Zixiaomen are kind to me, but over the years, I have avoided countless calamities for the Zixiaomen... and it can be regarded as a gratitude! But before Zhu Hui's sword has completely cut off the kindness... my heart is gone. dead!"

"Hehe... also! It is the elders of the Zixiaomen who are kind to me, what do they do with Zhu Hui?"

"The sect master of the Zixiao Gate asked me to serve as a servant for Zhu Hui. What is the purpose? Doesn't he still want to use me as a bedding for his son?"

"Zixiaomen...there is nothing worthy of nostalgia..."

"Perhaps... I should live for myself again!"

Nie Yan stood up suddenly and silently took the long sword in Fang Fan's hand, with a firm expression on his face, and then raised the sword high...

"Nie Yan! You bastard! You want to kill the master! What are you doing! You're just a lowly rebel! Do you dare to try a finger on me? My father won't let you go, no Zixiaomen I will let you go, you are dead! You must die!"

"Don't... don't... I'm going to kill you! Kill you..."

Click...

With a scream, Nie Yan shot!

The sword fell, the head fell.

Zhu Hui, the young master of the Zixiao Gate, had a pair of pupils that were extremely wide open, obviously not looking at him.

"Fang Fan, I am willing to work for you, for you, to repay my life-saving grace and revenge!"

Nie Yan knelt on one knee and said solemnly.

"From now on, you can directly call me a name taboo, you don't need to call him Fang Fan...!"

Fang Fan curled his lips, and didn't know who called it out first, so Fang Fan was always the boss... it sounded weird.

"Name taboo? This is definitely not possible!"

"There should always be a superior and inferior!"

"If Fang Fan doesn't dislike it, I...I would like to call you Lord, just like them!"

Nie Yan took a breath and said with burning eyes, looking a little excited, the meaning expressed in the words was obvious.

When Nie Yan was sincere and willing to call Fang Fan Lord, it showed that he had dedicated his loyalty.

"as you wish!"

Looking at the look of expectation with tears and eyes, Fang Fan responded with a slight smile.

"Thank you... Lord!"

Nie Yan suddenly felt that he was no longer rootless duckweed, but had a strong sense of belonging.

The place where the Lord is, is where he fought for it!

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the task [attracting the heavenly stars]!"

"Ding! Now the rewards will be issued to the Seventh Rank of the Conferred God List, the Heavenly Mystery Star Apprentice will be unlocked! An auction system exclusive auction place will be awarded!

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