"Cough, Xiaocao, the old man Sox is already old, his bones are crisp, and he feels sore in his back every day, he is sore and he really can't fight!" Sox said with a bitter face.

Ming Fengcao curled his lips and despised him: "Hmph, don't be perfunctory, Weidu said, your strength is lower than the A-level. The higher the strength of the psychic, the better the body will be, right?"

"But the fortune tellers of our Tarot Sect are not good at fighting. We are only good at fortune telling and stargazing. Xiaocao, please spare my old bones, hey." Old man Sox wiped his sweat.

Ming Fengcao tilted his head and carefully observed Sox's old face expression, half-believing and half-doubted: "Really? Are you not good at fighting at all? But I can fight too. By using tarot cards, can't you attack and defend? Old man, don't bully me, no one teaches me, don't know anything, just use some words to perfunctory me!"

The more she said, the more aggrieved she felt, her eyes were redder: "I just didn't teach me, but I learned a lot of things by myself! I can also tell divination now, and it's very accurate! I'm not bad at all! Last time I met a vengeful spirit, because I didn't teach me, so I despise me!"

Sox immediately felt distressed. How could such a cute little girl cry?

He quickly searched his stomach and comforted Ming Fengcao: "My student, don't be sad! I know you are very powerful. Your talent is already the top small group in the entire earth's range!...Well, the old man is not saying that he can't fight, he is not good at it. Ordinary defense and attack can still be done. It is just a little weaker in combat than combat psychics of the same level - but old man, I am the top and most powerful person in the astrology world! Really! Moreover, our Great Akara Sect is the oldest and most inherited sect in the astrology world!"

Sox carefully emphasized that he was just a little weaker in combat, and also shone his own signature in the divination field, for fear that Ming Fengcao would despise him because he was not the most powerful one and refused to become a disciple.

Alas, there is no way. Old Man Sox has not had such a young child for a long time. He still has some memory in his mind. Children of this age worship experts the most. If they want to choose one from the "most powerful" and "second powerful" to become disciples, then Ming Fengcao may not choose him!

Ming Fengcao laughed secretly, Old Man Sox is really interesting!

Although I don’t know how to gold my face even though I’m not very good at Chinese…

After coughing twice, Ming Fengcao's expression soothed and he forgave Sox very generously: "Okay, I have always been a good child who respects the elderly and loves the young. Since you are not in good health, I won't discuss the issue of fighting!"

"Okay, OK! Then...what is the discussion?" Old Sox was happy for a moment and asked her carefully.

"So... let me think about it first."

He is such a weird student. His little head has a wave of thoughts one after another. He never thought that she would say and do whatever she wanted to do next moment. She could only be brought to her a good mood. In a word, it is difficult to serve!
Chapter completed!