Yu Huang felt dejected that she had failed to arouse Professor Song's curiosity.

Yu Huang could only take the initiative to explain.

"A few days ago, Godfather went to the Fox Immortal City and killed the old Patriarch of the Fox Immortal City, Hu Aoshan, and his son, Hu Yusheng.

He took revenge and took back what should have been his.

Currently, he's thinking of a way to join the Management Administration."

"Godfather asked me to tell you that after he successfully joins the Space Administration, he will personally visit you."

Professor Song waved his hand and said, "There's no need.

We just met by chance.

I taught him divination techniques because I thought he was good-looking." After a pause, Professor Song said thoughtfully, "That child is really good-looking."

He chuckled as he said, "The reason I was willing to teach him divination back then was because he was good-looking.

However, I saw that the child had a love tribulation in his life, so I wonder if he survived it later."

Yu Huang smiled bitterly.

"No." Yu Huang told Professor Song about how Mo Xiao was schemed against by the Zhong family on the Divination Continent.

After Professor Song heard this, not only didn't he show any pity, but he also lamented proudly, "So Demon Fox Moran is a black brat! But that makes sense.

Only a good-looking fox like him can charm people."

Yu Huang blinked as she silently thought to herself, "He's indeed very good-looking."

"You're also good-looking." After Professor Song praised Yu Huang, he didn't forget to scold Prime Emperor Taixu.

"I've taught countless students in my life, but I only took in one disciple, Taixu.

Among so many children, Taixu was the most unattractive."

Shaking his head, Professor Song said, "It was my first time taking in a disciple.

I had no experience."

Yu Huang could hear the regret in Professor Song's voice and couldn't help but feel sorry for Prime Emperor Taixu.

"Professor Song, don't say that.

I think the dean is quite good-looking."

"Heh, good-looking?" Professor Song was very merciless when he snubbed his disciple.

"If he was better-looking, I would have a grand-disciple already, but he's single.

all his fault

help but retort, "Professor Song, haven't you

long time after

he sighed softly and said, "If nothing unexpected happens, I will

this world, no one can accompany me to the end, so I

forever, so he didn't dare to and was unwilling to take this

Huang didn't know how to respond,

that Yu Huang had also finished eating the pancake, Professor Song

to say

at the 'weed' in the courtyard and said to

the courtyard for

plant

Grass in the courtyard and asked curiously, "Are the herbs going to be

saw Yu Huang's glowing eyes, he said with a faint smile, "If you like them, I'll give them to

maliciously and said, "I'll give

can have all the

sleep, immediately carried

she quickly sorted

leaned against the threshold and instructed Yu Huang, "There are

also two

okay, okay!" Yu Huang worked very

dark, Yu Huang finished tidying up the weeds in the

and carefully

realize that there were more than twenty special

were all the Spirit Grass needed for the resurrection technique that Eldest Senior Brother

excitement as she mentioned to Professor Song, "Professor, in the previous hour, I also sorted out nearly 200 precious

can I use them to exchange for these 44 herbs with

had already placed the 44

22 different types of Spirit Grass herbs,

one for Yin Mingjue and one

he was willing, nor did he say that he was

herbs and looked

Palm Flower, Divine Farming Lotus, Divine Rock

Song suddenly looked at Yu Huang with a gaze filled

they can create a majestic and powerful life

to revive?" Professor Song

was an old man who had lived for tens of thousands of

seen Yu Huang's resurrection technique

front of him, Yu Huang

her eyes and explained in a

to revive Yin Mingjue?" Professor Song

felt rueful about Yin

"Yu Huang, when a person

and changing fate! In

why there is no resurrection

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