"Master." Li Yun said respectfully: "I am Li Yun, Qingsheng's boyfriend and fiance!"
Saint Fanqing moved his gaze away from the book, looked at him, looked at her master again, and let out a soft cry.
"Ok."
Fan Linglong gave a cold response from her nose, and Li Yun finally knew from whom the tone of the Holy Fan Qingsheng was learned, and the dare to love her master taught her.
"I heard that there are many girls around you?" Fan Linglong asked again.
Li Yun said in his heart, you finally don't need me, your speech is normal.
"Yes!"
Li Yun readily admitted, "But I truly love Qingsheng, and I admit that I am sorry for her, but I swear that Qingsheng will never be wronged at all! Master, please believe me!"
"Huh!" Fan Linglong looked at him coldly, "I only believe in my sage, you don't have to say, I will ask her."
With that said, Fan Linglong really pulled her apprentice into the screen. The two beauties were both taller than 170, slim and graceful, one cold and holy, the other indifferent and mysterious. The two entered the inner room hand in hand, Li Yun felt I can remember it for a lifetime.
So beautiful.
In particular, Fan Linglong's blue silk hair that hangs straight down his ankles, the hair swayed slightly as he walked, it became more and more incredible.
Of course, no one can match the fairy temperament of Fan Qingsheng, even Fan Linglong.
What made Li Yun later realized was that he found that Fan Linglong and Fan Qingsheng were similar in appearance to their masters and disciples. Fan Linglong was less than 30, and he was very young. From a purely temperament perspective , She is like Qingsheng’s sister.
"Qingzhu."
After the two beauties held hands and entered the inner room, Li Yun looked at the little maid and asked curiously: "Are the former saints so indifferent?"
Qingzhu hesitated for a while, shook his head, and spit out his little tongue in shame: "I have been with Master Saint for so long, but it's actually the first time I've come here. I, I don't actually know what Senior Fairy Linglong was before. Kind of."
Linglong fairy?
Li Yun lost his senses, this title...inexplicably suitable for her.
Fan Linglong is of course also a fairy. When she went to the imperial palace 400 years ago, she was called the fairy of nine days by the emperor and hundred officials at that time. Now that Li Yun saw her with his own eyes, she felt that the term fairy was actually suitable for her. .
Fan Linglong, Fan Qingsheng, they are two different types of beauty.
It's just that Li Yun faintly felt that it was a violation. He inexplicably felt that under the appearance of Fan's exquisite indifference, there was an unknown appearance.
...
In fact, Li Yun guessed it right.
After entering the inner room, Fan Linglong placed an enchantment casually, forbid Li Yun from outside to see inside with his spiritual thoughts, and then, the cold and mysterious Fan Linglong's face, like the spring snow melted, bloomed with a beautiful and enthusiastic smile.
"Baby~~~"
Fan Linglong hugged Sage Fan Qing, who was taller than her own disciple, but now she buried her head in Sage Fan Qing’s arms, whimpering, and intimidating hard, wishing to take her head. Tucked into the arms of his own disciple.
"Master..."
A hint of helpless tenderness flashed through the cold eyes of Saint Fanqing. As it is now, few outsiders know that her master is actually... easygoing?
