"High Priest, are you sure someone has been to the Frost Small World back then?"

He slowly walked into the dinner prepared by the Frost Giant for him, but Ning Ye had no intention of it. His eyes flashed with light and looked at the high priest beside him.

After three days of retreat, his strength has recovered a little.

Because conquering the Frost Giant clan not only filled his super god coins a lot, but more importantly, the conversion amount of the 10,000 sub-super god coins increased him by 5,000 points of calculation power. The increase in computing power made his simulation ability a little stronger, and the world's restrictions were lifted a lot again.

But what was even more surprised was that the high priest just told him that there was a person who had come to this small frost world, and he obtained the name of the small frost world.

The high priest thought for a moment and nodded: "I'm sure, but as far as I know now, there is no him in everyone's memory, only various written records, and these written records seem to have been erased by an invisible force, and time has been removed. We have no way of knowing when he came to this world."

"Interesting, is there any other information about him?" Ning Ye narrowed his eyes and wiped away the time specifically. Is it Ye Zhiqiu or another mysterious existence.

His mission is probably going to fall on this person.

After hesitating for a moment, the high priest shook his head: "Sorry, our clan is only a lower-level existence in the small world, so he only knows so much about this."

Ning Ye raised his eyebrows slightly: "Where else has information about him?"

"Because soul beasts basically do not have written records, if an adult wants to find information about that person, he must go to the humanoid group mentioned by the adult, or some special and powerful high-wisdom soul beast group."

The high priest pondered for three seconds and told Ning Ye: "There are humanoid groups nearby..."

"who is she?"

After recording this information into his mind, Ning Ye seemed to hear the familiar sound of waving the sword in his ear. When he turned his head, he saw that the petite figure in the corner was panting, but he insisted on waving the wooden sword.

Looking at the little girl, Ning Ye's eyes flashed with a little curiosity, is this a human?

"She was picked up by a strong man from our clan several years ago. She was named Xiaoling and should be of the same clan as the adults."

The high priest hesitated for a moment and said, "If possible, I hope the lord can accept her as his disciple."

"Is this your last request?" Ning Ye's gaze suddenly moved back, looking at the high priest who had become a spirit, with a smile on his lips.

"If you want to, that's fine." The high priest was silent, but looking at the firm-looking Xiaoling, he finally seemed to have made a decision and nodded.

Just when Ning Ye was surprised, the high priest slowly explained: "Xiao Ling's body seemed to be surrounded by bad luck. It was full of disasters since she was picked up. The one who picked her up was Lan Er at that time. Soon after, Lan Er died during a hunting trip, and his wife, Xiao Ling's mother, died shortly afterwards due to excessive grief."

Ning Ye's eyes froze: "You won't tell me, someone adopted her again and then died."

The high priest sighed: "Since I guessed it, I won't say much."

"Xiao Ling was raised by three families, but all three families died without exception. After that, although the clans still took care of Xiao Ling as usual, no one dared to adopt her again."

"Xiao Ling himself is also very sensible. He is self-reliant early and tries not to delay everyone's retreat."

"Every day, Xiaoling works hardest when learning and practicing martial arts by her peers."

Looking at Xiaoling, the high priest had a deep sense of pity in his eyes.

Although this child is not a member of his own tribe and seems to have bad luck, they almost watched Xiaoling grow up. After years of getting along, they have long regarded this child as their own race.

If there is such an opportunity now, he is willing to pull out his original trump card and give Xiaoling a new future. I believe that the tribesmen will understand and agree with it.

Ning Ye narrowed his eyes and looked at the petite figure. The Eye of Insight swept over and over again on her body, and even Ning Ye directly observed Xiao Ling's situation through the rules.

But after investigations from all aspects, there was no problem at all.

A little curiosity flashed in Ning Ye's eyes: "Let her come here."

Not to mention the conditions, if the high priest's account was not false, then Ning Ye would have a little favor to this child.

Of course, his apprentice is not that easy to be, he must examine it.

Seeing that Ning Ye seemed to be interested, the high priest flashed with joy in his eyes, and he hurriedly called Lan Yi, who had been waiting beside him, over.

After a while, Xiaoling was brought to Ning Ye. Looking at the young man in front of him, Xiaoling, who thought he could bear even the pain, suddenly panicked.

He is not particularly handsome, but he is very comfortable. He also has a calm atmosphere and a faint but pleasant smell.

Xiaoling swallowed her saliva and her face turned slightly red.

Is this the adult of the same clan as him?

Just as she was thinking about it, a very gentle and elegant voice suddenly came from her ears: "Your name is Xiaoling?"

Xiaoling's already panic suddenly became even more confused. The adult's voice sounded so comfortable, just like the father Lan who picked her up, but the father Lan's voice was too rough and not as soft as the adult's.

"Xiao Ling, talk quickly."

Just as Xiao Ling was thinking about it, the voice of the high priest came over, and she was a little anxious, which made her wake up suddenly.

Looking at the smile of the adults in front of him and the old high priest who showed an anxious look, Xiao Ling's already rosy little face turned red.

It's over, it's over, she's lost her mind, and she's still in front of the adults.

Adults must have a bad impression of her.

Thinking of this, Xiaoling's mouth, which had already opened, suddenly stopped, and was so dull that he didn't know what to say.

But the voices of the high priest and the adults kept coming from his ears.

"Sir, Xiao Ling is not like this in normal times. Maybe she is too nervous to see you."

"It's okay, it's quite interesting."

"Sir, what do you mean?"

"You have already made the conditions, so I can't break my promise, so I can accept it."

With this word, everyone seemed to cheer around.

The dull little spirit was slowly awakened, looking at the smiling adult, revealing the loving high priest grandfather, and the very happy uncles on the side.

But Xiaoling only had that sentence left in his mind.

What do you mean by taking me as your disciple?

Is this true?
Chapter completed!