As he spoke, the little tiger raised his head, his eyes full of pride.
"Okay, okay, you are the most impressive, but 'Yuan Ye' sounds much better than 'Little Tiger'. It seems I was quite educated in the past." Ming Luo looked at the little tiger and couldn't help but smile.
"Of course, the master was the most famous female deity in the Suma Continent. Not only was she well-educated, but she was also an expert in martial arts. With a flick of her hand and a drop of her sword, no one could defeat her!" Talking about Ming Luoxing, the little tiger fell into memories.
"The female Goddess? Is she more powerful than Ye Zhihan?" Ming Luo was curious. Was she so powerful before?
"Yes, but there is still a little difference between him and Lord Ye. In the past, the master wore a white robe, surrounded by seven magic balls, with flying silver hair. He was so handsome, just like the scene when the master slaughtered the Hui family and killed Mu Li with his own hands." The little tiger continued.
"Master used to be like an emotionless killing machine, but she didn't have any murderous intent in her body. She was cold all over, which is different from now. Although there is a lot of murderous aura around Master now, she is warm and more like a girl." The little tiger rubbed Mingluo.
Recalling the bloody scene of slaughtering the entire Hui family, Mingluo smiled silently. She did not regret it at all, and even felt a long-lost sense of familiarity.
"After the master left, I accidentally fell into the space of the cross-borderers and fell into a deep sleep that lasted for ten thousand years. It was not until three years ago that Elder Suma woke me up and said that the master would be back soon. Only then was I able to return to the master smoothly!" The little tiger finally talked about what was happening now.
It seems that Elder Suma has already seen through everything.
The little tiger rambled on and on about a lot of old things, most of which were about how powerful Luo Xing was, but rarely mentioned the relationship between Ming Luo Xing and Ye Han.
Mingluo was about to ask it when he saw a familiar black figure in the mist at the foot of the mountain.
"Ye Zhihan?" Ming Luo murmured.
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