Super Student's Three-realms Army

He stared at Zhang Xiaofann's face for a long time.    

Only then did a sudden sentence pop out from his mouth.    

"Master Zhang, I've decided —!"    

"What did you decide?!"    

At this moment, Zhang Xiaofann.    

It was also the Westerner sitting beside him.    

As such, some of the monks were perplexed over what was going on.    

However, he didn't wait for Zhang Xiaofann to finish.    

Next, Michael. Smith said.    

All of a sudden, Zhang Xiaofann was completely shocked.    

"Master, please accept this disciple's respect —!"    

Just as he finished his sentence, he saw this Michael. Smith suddenly turned around.    

Na Nuo bowed towards Zhang Xiaofann.    

"Bang!"    

Ye Zichen saw that the back door of the Audi that Zhang Xiaofann was riding on was suddenly opened from the inside.    

The next thing he saw was Michael. Smith.    

The sound of wind breaking drew a beautiful parabola in the air.    

What closely followed was Zhang Xiaofann's extremely angry roar!    

"Fuckyo, I won't take you in as my disciple!"    

"…"    

He was kicked out of the car by Zhang Xiaofann. Smith also rubbed his sore butt.    

However, Suen Xiangyun also drove the car back.    

He would reconnect his old foreign friend.    

He stood aside and comforted Mill. Smith's broken little heart    

Tell him that taking in a master in China is a very serious thing.    

It's almost child's play for you to act like this.    

It was no wonder that Zhang Xiaofann was so angry when he found out about this.    

Without a word, he kicked you out of the car.    

At the time, Michael. Smith heard Suen Xiangyun's explanation.    

His eyes were steady and flickering non-stop.    

He didn't know what was on his mind right now.    

After a long time, Michael C. Smith merely nodded at Suen Xiangyun and said.    

"Mr. Suen, I was indeed reckless in doing this …"    

"Alright, I still have to catch the plane."    

"Wait for the next time. If I have the chance, I'll definitely come back to China."    

Speak up, Michael. Smith then looked towards the direction Zhang Xiaofann left in.    

In the end, he sighed dejectedly.    

Then, he stopped a taxi and rushed towards the airport.    

Suen Xiangyun looked at this moment.    

Michael C., in a taxi, was walking away. Smith also shook his head and said.    

"The next time you come, Master will not accept a disciple like you …"    

"…"    

At this moment, he was saying goodbye to Michael. Behind Smith and Suen Xiangyun.    

At this moment, Zhang Xiaofann had also arrived at a quiet little forest.    

No one was expected to be in the vicinity, and no one would come here.    

After confirming that there was no one else.    

Zhang Xiaofann took out the Yellow Talisman Paper that held the female ghost spirit.    

The spell in his hand constantly changed.    

In the end, there was a faint blue firefly like light.    

From within the Yellow Talisman Paper, it flew out gently.    

Finally, they arrived at the spot between Xu Lili's eyebrows, which had always been floating behind Zhang Xiaofann.    

"Now, your wish has passed, and your ghost has returned."    

Saying that, Zhang Xiaofann let out a long sigh and said faintly.