Not only that, she also selected reliable people to hand over the affairs of the sect, and handed over the more core internal affairs to Elder Ren Qiwen and Elder Lian Wen.
That day, Su Man finished a seminar on the [Beast Taming Gate Construction Issues] and went to bed early.
Half asleep and half awake, she felt another breath beside the bed.
Su Man remained silent. These past few days, Hongluoguang would stand at the head of her bed for a while every day after she fell asleep, sometimes sighing, sometimes struggling, but finally returning to his own territory to sleep.
Today was no exception. It first circled around Suman and finally stood at the head of Suman's bed.
In the end, should I use the soul-transforming technique on her?
Traffic lights are tangled.
The soul transfer technique it had seen on the Meizu secret technique that day consisted of two parts: the first was how the spirit beast could sever its bond with the beastmaster, and the second was how to transfer one person's soul to another.
It didn't tell anyone that in its pouch was hidden the soul of its owner.
The soul is incomplete, and the transformed body will only have one percent of its owner's strength, but that is still its owner.
Although its owner is the Demon King, he only likes to take it traveling. If it weren't for saving it, he wouldn't have been beaten to death.
But...
Looking at Su Man's sleeping face, Hongludeng felt a little guilty.
Although she is not as good as the master, she can still be considered a good person. I still feel a little guilty for killing her.
Ah! What should I do! I missed the full moon night, and I don’t know when I can wait for it.
So the traffic light grabbed another handful of hair, muttering, "Turn it around, don't turn it around, turn it around, don't turn it around..."
This time, it learned from its previous experience and caught just the right number of people. It quickly finished counting, "No turning spirit! Woo woo, why is it not turning spirit?"
Just as the traffic light was filled with grief and anger, someone handed it a strand of hair and said, "Add this."
The traffic light was surprised, "Thank you."
Hey, wait a minute.
The traffic light looked up tremblingly. Su Man had woken up at some point and was looking at it with a smile.
"you?"
Su Man had already guessed what was going on. "You want to use my body to revive your master, right?"
Traffic light lowered its head, "Yeah."
"Come on then." Su Man was very calm.
Traffic Light was surprised. "You agree? How could you agree? If you resurrect my master, you will die."
Su Man smiled and said, "I won't live long anyway, so I'll just consider it as a favor to you."
"What does it mean to live a short time?"
Su Man didn't explain. She glanced at the window and said, "It's almost dawn. There's no time. Let's get started."
The traffic light looked at Suman steadily, and finally, it moved.
Several red lights flashed in the room, and Su Man sat cross-legged in the formation on the ground.
As the soul-transfer technique was activated, many memories that did not belong to her appeared before her eyes.
All these memories are related to traffic lights.
But at that time it was not called a traffic light, but a soul-killing beast.
Although they didn't know each other, she could feel that the owner of the traffic light was a very gentle person. Only such a gentle person could raise the traffic light so cute.
Slowly, Suman's consciousness faded away.
"Riemann! Riemann, do you have anything else to say?"
The traffic light sounds urgent.
Su Man smiled, "Nice to meet you, my Lord Warcraft..."
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A month later.
"Hey, have you heard? The new Lord of the Beast Taming Sect disappeared just one month after taking office."
"Ah? Is this true?"
"Isn't it true? The Beast Taming Sect has sent so many disciples but still can't find it. I think it's 80% likely, tsk tsk."
"Oh my, how long has it been since he became the Lord and he's already gone? Damn, God is jealous of talented people."
“…”
At the same time, in a thatched cottage thousands of miles away, a small animal with a green body, red horns and a yellow head was jumping around in the yard. Unexpectedly, it accidentally stepped on the millstone.
A pleasant male voice sounded from inside the house, "Soul Killer, what did you break again?"
"Why, it's just a millstone."
The little beast said as he walked inside, "Hey, didn't I tell you to call me Red Light from now on?"
"Okay, traffic light, come and eat."
Under the osmanthus tree in the yard, there is a small stone tablet with a line of words engraved on it:
【The Tomb of Master Riemann】
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