The Celestial Immortal Class is about to start, and I heard that the first lesson will be taught by the superior. Many immortal families have sought out the Lord Sirius who is in charge of this matter, intending to take a seat in advance.
After all, not everyone is blessed to be respected and raised. Except for the only little apprentice under his knee, where else can anyone receive this treatment?
Therefore, as soon as the news came out, Wenxiantang's position was immediately robbed.
Even Binglin came back with a wooden sign for entry.
When Yaoyin saw the wooden sign with the words "Wen Xian Tang" inscribed, he instantly narrowed his eyes.
Seeing that his master's face was not good, Bing Lin silently put away the wooden sign, and explained: "Master, the first lesson is the mind. You know, the disciple has not made progress in the mind, so..."
"So you are going to listen to someone else's class?" Yaoyin raised his eyebrows and looked at him.
Bing Lin bowed his head with a guilty conscience, took out the wooden sign and offered it with both hands: "You know what you are wrong."
Yao Yin snorted coldly and turned back: "If you want to listen, go by yourself. It's no use for my master now."
"..."
Holding the wooden sign, Binglin was neither advancing nor retreating. He held back his words for a long time, and finally made up his mind to persuade: "Master, in fact... you can also go in and listen to it, and respect the mind. Very superb, maybe it can help you..."
Seeing Master's increasingly stiff expression, Bing Lin's voice became smaller and smaller.
He also thought about it for a long time before he dared to say this, after all, the mentality was the shortcoming of their master and apprentice.
Mind law is the foundation of all laws, but the master was originally an ancient god race, born with a divine body, and inherited from his body. Naturally, he does not need to rely on the heart and cultivates step by step.
Therefore, Master has little knowledge of this aspect. Over the years, Master has taught him many secret techniques, but he has not mentioned a word about the mind.
Now he has stopped immortal monarch for more than a hundred years, and the biggest problem is his mind, so he wanted to take advantage of this honorable lecture to learn one or two.
Besides, Master's practice has been quite unsatisfactory recently, and he guessed that it was also because of the mental method.
Leaving aside the identity of the master and the grievances and grievances with the nobles over the years, the observation can indeed relieve the urgent need of master.
"You have come to worry about being a teacher." Yao Yin was expressionless.
Bing Lin was silent, knowing his master's temperament, so he had to obediently bow his head and said, "It's the disciple who talks too much."
Yao Yin took a deep breath and finally waved his hand: "No matter, you go to the Tiangong for your teacher to see Princess Green Sang," he paused, and added: "Remember to bring lotus cream."
Thirty cents whip to punish Xianjun was enough for her.
Bing Lin was taken aback for a moment, and then he obeyed, "Tui'er obeyed."
After waiting for people to leave, Yao Yin closed his eyes again, trying to calm down his mood, but he became more and more boring.
Although Bing Lin's words are not very pleasing, it is a fact that she is lacking in mentality.
She was born as a divine body, even if her cultivation is completely destroyed and her inheritance is lost, she will be much easier to cultivate than an ordinary immortal family in her cultivation, but she has been stagnant these few days, and she has always been unable to break through that barrier. After all, the mood is not enough.
In the treasure house, there were a few mental books left by their goddess clan. She glanced at them, and they all had their flaws, not to mention selecting the most suitable ones from them.
This is indeed an urgent issue.
"Grandma Grandma..." A simple shout came from far away. Yaoyin opened his eyes and saw the little carrot head holding a small ginseng fruit in both hands and running in. Behind him, Yintong Pidian Pi Dian followed all the way, and his eyes were almost on the green fruit.
"Grandma, this is today~" Jian Fu smiled and presented the little ginseng fruit, Yintong licked his mouth, and hurriedly came up, his eyes sparkling: "My Goddess, you don't eat fruit?"
Yao Yin didn't squint and picked up the ginseng fruit, and gnawed it "click".
Yintong was in a daze, and it took a long time to react. He clicked the leaf on top of his head twice and said weakly, "My Goddess, haven't you never eaten these spirit fruits?"
Yao Yin hasn't spoken yet, but Jianhu on the side is quite triumphant: "Hmph, grandma likes to eat it, you stupid Tung tree don't want to make me think!"
Yin Tong stared angrily, holding his arms around him without speaking.
Yaoyin ate the ginseng fruit slowly and calmly said: "You two can go out if you are fine."
"There is something, grandma, I have something~" Jianhu immediately raised his hand and behaved very positively.
"Say."
"Grandma, me, can I take a day off tomorrow, it's so tired that it turns into fruit~" Jane dropped her legs for Yaoyin with a grin.
Yao Yin lowered his head and smiled slightly: "No."
Jian Hu's smiling face froze suddenly, and he stopped his leg-beating hand and slipped to the side.
Yaoyin glanced at him, this little carrot head was so skilled, she didn't believe how tired he would be to give birth to a ginseng fruit every day.
"My Lord Goddess, I have something to do too," Yintong was very happy to see Jianmu deflated, and walked forward to squeeze Jianmu aside, and said to Yao Yin: "My Lord Goddess, only at the bottom of the Second Hall did you come here to preach, saying that Qingli Shenjun has something to look for you. ."
Yao Yin looked straight and frowned, "Why didn't you say it earlier."
Yintong scratched his head and said with a guilty conscience: "I, I forgot..."
She wanted to tell Lord Goddess of the news right away, but she ran into the little gourd halfway through. Seeing the green little ginseng fruit, her head became dizzy and almost forgot to do business.
But having said that, what did the goddess Qingli look for with the goddess, are the gods familiar with their family goddess?
Yao Yin stopped talking nonsense with her, just flashed away, and disappeared instantly.
Green Palace
Yao Yin will walk into the hall and see Qingli who is refining the device: "I heard that the god is looking for this seat?"
Qing Li raised his head, put aside the utensils in his hand for the first time, facing Yao Yin, but his eyes fell on the magic mark between her forehead. As early as that day, he discovered that the mark was more than faint.
"You came very quickly."
Yaoyin smiled, Qingli was looking for her, 80% of the time she wanted to gather the spirit tripod. Maybe she still had some talk about the conditions. She is now in a difficult period and urgently needs the help of an expert. This matter cannot be delayed.
Even though he thought so in his heart, he bowed to him like a decent face: "Thanks to the Lord's repeated cares, I naturally dare not slack off."
Seeing her pretending to be "humbly", Qing Li didn't pierce her, just waved her sleeves, and a small and delicate red tripod appeared in the air.
Yao Yin squinted his eyes, "God Lord, this is..." Could it be that he wants to return the Spirit Gathering Ding to her?
Qing Li raised his eyes slightly: "Your condition, I have agreed, and the goddess will wake up the Spirit Gathering Cauldron."
Yao Yin's heart moved, and worried that he had forgotten the previous agreement, so he repeated: "The condition of this seat is that in the next two hundred years, the god will be responsible for protecting my safety, helping me to overcome the catastrophe, and refining three things for me. Divine weapon, promise me three things, you...really think about it?"
Qingli face no waves: "It's only two hundred years, I can afford it."
Yaoyin curled his red lips: "God can see clearly." As he said, he stretched out his hand to catch the spirit gathering cauldron, and only lightly stroked it a few times, the red small cauldron suddenly glowed brightly, as if he had found a long-lost pot. The old man swayed left and right with joy.
However, Qing Li didn't give it any extra time. As soon as he closed his hand, Hongding returned to him.
Yao Yin rolled his eyes, "As for you in such a hurry?"
Ju Lingding was even more disobedient. He desperately tried to rush towards Yaoyin. Qingli raised his fingers and pressed down, bowing his head towards the Red Ding and opening his thin lips: "You'd better be honest with me."
Surrounded by the green light, the Spirit Gathering Ding became much safer at once, shrinking in Qingli's palm, daring not to move.
"You always suppress it with spells, it won't like you."
Qingli didn't lift her eyelids: "Goddess should take care of herself, two hundred years will pass soon."
Yaoyin didn't answer any more, but walked to the side of the case, poured a cup of green grass fragrance dew, and was about to savor it carefully, but listened to Qingli's voice slowly: "Did the goddess forget, a cup of fragrance dew is It can be replaced by a low-level fairy."
Yao Yinxian pointed out: "Aren't we... our own?"
"My own person?" Qingli smiled rather than smiled: "I remember that the agreement did not provide the goddess with grass condensing dew for free."
...
Yaoyin silently put down the jade cup, concealed his embarrassment with a cold face, and changed the subject calmly: "I have encountered a barrier near Japan, and I have not been able to break through it. Can God have good suggestions?"
Qingli put the Ju Lingding Ding into his sleeve, and said lightly: "The mood is not enough, the goddess will study the mental method, and the problem will naturally be solved."
Yao Yin condensed his eyebrows: "I don't know much about the mind, so I hope the gods will raise them."
"If it's about the mind," Qing Li paused, and glanced at her: "This gentleman suggested that the goddess go to the goddess to ask the goddess to listen to the class of the master, maybe he has an epiphany.
Yao Yin's face instantly sank, and he said coldly: "The gods have forgotten our agreement so quickly? It's not your job to help me through the catastrophe?"
Qingli collects the spirit gathering tripod: "This monarch is just discussing things on the matter. There are thousands of minds in the world, and the best way to do it is to respect."
Yao Yin was silent for a moment: "The gods have cultivated into gods from the mortal fetus of the flesh, and they have a deep understanding of the mind."
Qingli looked at her: "It is true, but what suits me may not suit you."
Yao Yin pursed his lips and stopped speaking. After a long time, he straightened out.
"The obstacle to the heart is a devil, and the heart obstacle is not removed, and it is also an obstacle to practice," Qingli paused: "Tomorrow, I will be waiting for you at Wenxiantang."
Yao Yin's footsteps stagnated, but quickly reopened and left at a faster speed.
On the other side of Luohua Palace, Xin Yang showed great interest in her master's going to ask Xiantang to teach.
"Xiaobai, or I'll go with you tomorrow~" Xin Yang and Xiaobai, Bi Xiao and Xu Zikong lie side by side on the grass in the backyard, with their hands behind their heads, Xiaoyuan's face is full of expectation.
"Huh?" Xiaobai said in confusion, "Xiao Yang, don't you always teach you?"
She and Zikong grab the wooden plaques entirely because the superior would not teach them specially. Why did Xiao Yang join in the fun, so many people crowded together to listen to the class, so it would be comfortable to be taught by the superior alone.
"Don't she want to see her master more." Bi Xiaowu, lying next to Xin Yang, let out a "sneer" with an expression of seeing through everything.
Xin Yang blushed and retorted, "No, it's the first time Master teaches. Of course I have to listen to it."
Bi Xiao rolled his eyes, he didn't believe this. This little idiot was so sticky to her master, he couldn't wait to follow him all the time, like a sticky follower.
Che, he didn't look at such a beautiful man in the Yushu Linfeng, he had to follow that cold face every day, really lacking eyesight.
"Xiao Yang wants to go, just follow us." Xu Zikong, who has always been taciturn, said suddenly.
Xiao Bai shook his rabbit ears: "But what if Xiao Yang doesn't have wooden plaques?" Those wooden plaques are already in demand, and they must be gone at this time.
Xu Zikong lowered his eyes: "Xiao Yang is a respected apprentice, so he shouldn't use wooden signs."
"That's right!" Xiaobai suddenly reacted, who would dare to stop the disciple~
Xin Yang's apricot eyes crooked: "Great, the three of us will start together tomorrow!"
Bi Xiao glanced at them disgustingly, and finally curled his lips: "Then I will go too..."
The next day, Yaoyin sat cross-legged in the hall, holding a dark wooden sign in his hand, rubbing it repeatedly for a long time.
This wooden sign was sent by Qing Li's dispatcher yesterday, and she realized that he had also been invited by Tianhou to teach in Xiantang.
Qingli is good, but she... is too afraid of Luohua.
Yao Yin sighed deeply, her eyebrows clumped together.
"Master," Binglin didn't know when he had already stepped into the hall. He glanced at the wooden sign in Yaoyin's hand and tentatively said, "You... go and ask Xiantang?"
He personally took this wooden sign yesterday. Although I don't know why Qing Li Shenjun is so caring about Master, if Master is willing to put aside his past grievances and listen to the majesty's mind, then it would be better.
Yao Yin was silent for a long while, and finally stood up as if determined, and walked around Binglin, "Let's go."
The original site of Wenxiantang is the Goddess Palace, which is located near the Tongtianzhu, and goes straight up to the Xizhijie, which is a rare and good place in the heaven.
It is recorded in "The Ancient Scrolls-Seven God Sites" that there is another realm on the Nine Heavens, called Xizhi, which contains the power of chaos. The divine law is endless and vast. It is beyond the reach of the world and is the first of the seven gods. , Has been in charge of the seal of Luohua God.
The Tongtian Column is the bridge between the Rest and the Heaven. Probably because it is connected to the Rest and Rest world all the year round, the Tongtian Column itself is also stained with primitive and vigorous chaotic aura. Being able to calmly perceive is also very beneficial in practice.
Yaoyin looked at Wenxiantang with people coming and going not far away, with a heavy breath.
"Grandma, why don't you look so good? Are you unhappy?" Jian Mou couldn't help but leaned forward when he saw Yao Yin's lingering motion.
Yin Tongbai, who was standing on the other side of Yao Yin, gave him a glance: "You can shut up."
Their goddess palace was changed to Wenxiantang for no reason, can the goddess be happy?
Jane rolled his eyes, took out a small ginseng fruit from his pocket, held it high and brought it to Yao Yin: "Grandma, eat some fruit."
Yao Yin ignored him, only coldly glanced at the plaque of Wen Xiantang, and straightened forward.
There was an endless stream of people visiting Wenxiantang, but when Yaoyin appeared, everyone's expressions became subtle.
Last time in Huaqing Wonderland, they could not take a closer look because of the heavy sword qi. They only knew that the goddess had lost all of their power, but today, they have clearly seen the demon seal on the forehead.
It turns out that the rumors are true. The goddess Yaoyin really gave birth to a demon due to jealousy, and even destroyed her cultivation.
Yao Yin lowered his eyebrows, walked to the fairy boy guarding the gate, Bing Lin silently stepped forward, took out two wooden plaques and passed them.
Fairy was stunned for a long while, until Yao Yin frowned displeasedly, and then reacted violently, and quickly returned the wooden sign respectfully: "Where does Lord Goddess need this thing."
Yao Yin was silent, regardless of the different eyes, and walked in without a word.
As soon as the main hall was reached, it was discovered that the area had been expanded a lot, with rows of tables neatly lined up, enough to accommodate more than a hundred people.
At this time, many immortals have entered the hall, and most of them are occupying the front row. Yao Yin is not so particular about it. He randomly found a sideline and sat down cross-legged.
Pay attention to the whispers of others.
Yintong was next to Yao Yin, glanced at the Xianjia who came here from time to time, then looked at the goddess who had nothing to do with him, and shook the leaf above his head. In the past, the goddess wanted the most face, but now she looks like she doesn't care, alas...
"Xiao Yang, it's so big here!" With a cheerful shout, the two girls hopped in, and the teenagers behind followed.
Yao Yin didn't need to look at it, it must be Xin Yang, and the two monster races she saved.
"Xiao Yang, let's sit here~" Xiao Bai said loudly, pointing to the middle of the front row.
Xin Yang followed her hand and found that there was only enough space for three people. She pulled Xiaobai's clothes and said, "Xiaobai, there is not enough space, let's go to another position."
Xiaobai took her hand as he walked and said, "Tell them to give way, it's okay~"
As he said that, he walked to the fairy and pointed to the position under her and said straightly: "Sister, we want to sit here, can you let me take it?"
Yao Yin's face was expressionless, heh, listen to this tone, the little demon who is not in the lower realm, dare to be arrogant to this in the heaven, and he is indeed a person from Luohua Palace.
That fairy probably only has the cultivation base of Xuanxian. When he heard these words, his face was ugly to the extreme, but his eyes swept across Xin Yang Bi Xiao and others, he swallowed the breath abruptly, stood up and gave way.
Seeing this, the other fairy stood up and said, "Yingzhi, let me be with you."
Yingzhi nodded slightly, and the two of them went to the side seat slightly.
Everyone saw this scene with bright eyes, but no one intervened to take care of it. It was originally a class taught by Zun Zun, so people who love apprentices have some privileges, so they just open their eyes.
Quandang didn't even see Yao Yin, but she didn't want to worry about anything related to the pair of masters and disciples.
"Xiaoyang, let's sit down~" Xiaobai didn't seem to notice anything abnormal, and sat down happily, hehe, it's great to be blessed with respect. He is respected for everything, and he even receives a wooden sign. At that time, those immortals let them.
I really should let those bugs in the Demon Realm who have bullied her take a good look, and see if they dare to look down on her.
Xin Yang hesitated for a moment: "Xiao Bai, is this not so good?" The master said that she should be kind to others.
"Why?" Xiaobai opened his rabbit eyes: "Your honorable loves you so much, even if he is there, he will definitely let you sit in the best position~"
Hearing this sentence, Xin Yang's eyes curled, um... it was the older sister who took the initiative to give up her seat, so counting them, they wouldn't be considered as occupying them.
"My lord goddess, they are too much!" Yintong looked at the little rabbit spirit, tickles with anger, hum, and looked like a villain.
Yao Yin closed his eyes and calmed his mind, and his lips lightly opened: "Don't get into trouble."
"Xiao Yang'er~" There was a familiar cry from outside suddenly, Xin Yang turned around, and when she saw the person coming, Xing's eyes were bright, she immediately got up and ran towards her, sweetly said: "Sister Weiran!"
Wearing an enchanting red veil, Wei Ran walked in and nodded Xin Yang's pretty nose: "Xiao Yang'er, why are you here too?"
"Sister Wei Ran, I'm here to listen to Master's teaching!" Xin Yang raised her small round face and said seriously.
Wei Ran picked up her beautiful eyes and jokingly said, "Why, it's not enough to listen to your master's teachings on weekdays. You still come to grab positions with outsiders like us?"
"No, sister Wei Ran," Xin Yang explained anxiously, "I, I just want to learn more..."
Seeing the little girl's serious look, Wei Ran couldn't help laughing: "Well, sister knows you are a good boy," she said, holding her little hand: "Come on, Xiao Yang'er, tell my sister, you..."
Wei Ran's words stopped abruptly, and Xin Yang couldn't help raising his head: "Sister Wei Ran?"
She followed Wei Ran's gaze curiously, Xing's eyes were instantly rounded, and her small mouth opened slightly: "God, Lord Goddess!"
The immature childish voice is very crisp, Yao Yin naturally heard it here, but she still closed her eyes and was not affected at all.
The face on that side is extremely quiet and beautiful, even if the forehead is dotted with a faint fierce mark, it still does not affect his beautiful face.
Wei Ran raised her eyebrows, walked over there with a light smile, bowed slightly, and said with concern: "I heard that Lord Goddess was hit by that animal in Huaqing Wonderland. I don't know what the current injuries are?"
It's all because she was in a bad mood that day and left early, otherwise how could she miss such a rare scene?
Yaoyin didn't react much, but Yintong raised her head angrily. This woman was obviously watching Lord Goddess jokes, hum, uneasy and kind!
Seeing Yao Yin's silence, Wei Ran didn't feel embarrassed, and said to herself: "If Xiaoxian remembers correctly, ask the fairy hall to be rebuilt from the Goddess Palace, so... the Goddess is also here today to listen to the lectures. of?"
Yao Yin still closed his eyes, completely ignoring Wei Ran's existence.
"My Goddess is really modest and studious. Unlike Xiao Yang, who is lazy and stupid, she can't do without her respect."
Xin Yang retorted with a small face, "Sister Wei Ran, I'm neither lazy nor stupid~"
Yintong couldn't listen anymore, and stood up with a "rub", the branches and leaves on top of his head trembled with anger: "You have never finished!"
Wei Ran glanced at Yintong and narrowed her eyes: "Little tree spirit, dare to be presumptuous?"
At this time Yao Yin finally opened his eyes and stopped Binglin who was about to step forward. Suddenly, Ying stood up and squinted at her: "What are you, dare to be presumptuous in front of this seat."
Wei Ran was taken aback. As the elder of the Celestial Realm, has she ever suffered such insults? If it had been in the past, it would be fine, but now Yao Yin's cultivation is completely destroyed, where does the confidence come from tearing her face to yell?
Just as he was about to open his mouth, Yao Yin spread his five fingers, and a white jade flute suddenly appeared, emitting a terrifying light.
Wei Ran took two steps back subconsciously: "Broken Sound Flute!"
No one knows that the broken sound flute is the goddess Yaoyin's natal artifact, and it is also an ancient artifact. Even though the goddess' power is exhausted, if the goddess is sacrificed to attack with all its strength, it will be enough to make people wiped out, but this method will suffer afterwards. The backlash to the magic weapon is actually killing one thousand enemies and self-defeating eight hundred.
Is this person crazy, he started playing his life without saying a word?
Yao Yin moved his lips and said concisely: "Either, do it, or go."
Both of them are dressed in red, standing opposite each other.
Naturally, Wei Ran didn't dare to do it. Not to mention that this is Wen Xiantang. The superior and others will come later. Even in normal times, she would not joke about her life, but Yao Yin was too unsentimental. If she shrinks at this time, she will definitely become a laughing stock in the future.
"Sir Goddess, why do you say that to Sister Wei Ran?" Xin Yang pursed his small mouth, his voice was thin and weak, and his big eyes looked at Yao Yin with some fear.
Yaoyin only glanced at her with just a few corners, and said three words coldly in his thin lips: "You too."
Such relentless disgust immediately made Xin Yang sad, her cute round faces gathered into a ball, her apricot eyes were soggy, she looked unjustified.
Wei Ran's red lips raised coldly: "I have heard that the goddess is jealous and angry, but today it can be regarded as knowledge."
Yao Yin had no expression on his face, only raised his hand to press the jade flute to his lips, pale in shock, and quickly moved back with Xin Yang.
"What are you doing?" A cold voice came from outside, Yao Yin paused, and his slender fingers clenched the jade flute silently and lay down on his side.
"Master!" When Xin Yang saw the white figure, his eyes lit up and immediately picked up the pink skirt and hopped forward and ran forward.
Luo Hua stroked the girl's hair: "Xiao Yang, why are you here."
Xin Yang raised his head and said cleverly: "A disciple, come to listen to the teacher's lesson~"
Luo Hua looked at the teardrops on her eyelashes and frowned, "What's wrong?"
"God," Wei Ran bent over and said slightly: "It's probably the Lord Goddess who said too much and accidentally hurt Xiao Yang."
Luo Hua raised his eyes, but did not look at her. Instead, he looked straight at Yao Yin in the hall. When he saw the slightly drooping face, his eyebrows gradually became warm.
He walked straight towards her, and the white robe raised a light arc with the pace: "Yao Yao, you..."
Before he finished speaking, Yao Yin folded his hands and bowed in a respectful manner: "The little god never hurts his lover, and hopes to see him."
Luo Hua was taken aback, his expression stagnated a little: "I didn't mean to blame you."
Yao Yin's head drooped lower: "Thank you, respect, rest assured, the little god will never touch your disciples, but the little god will never let go of those who insult me, please forgive me. ."
"Insult you?" Luo Hua tilted his head, his eyes were cold, pointing straight at Wei Ran.
Wei Ran quickly arched her body, completely confused: "Xiao Xian is just chatting with Lord Goddess, how dare you insult Lord Goddess?"
Luo Hua waved his sleeves, and the mirror image suddenly appeared in the air, and the pictures just played back one by one.
He trimmed his eyebrows deeper and deeper, and his body's chill became stronger: "Wei Ran, the deity treats you well, right."
Wei Ran's head was sweating cold, and one of them did not resist, but he knelt down directly: "My dear life-saving grace, Xiao Xian has no teeth to remember."
"Then, how dare you say that to Yao Yao."
Such a calm tone made Wei Ran feel even more terrifying.
She didn't understand why she was so partial to the goddess because she personally personally wounded the goddess not long ago for the disciple, she was obviously not too much, did she?
"Zun, Zun Shang Ming Jian, Xiao, Xiao Xian..."
"No need to say more," Luo Hua raised his hand and interrupted: "In that case, the deity will take back the stone heart that was given to you back then, and you will find your own way in the future."
Wei Ran seemed to be struck by a sky lightning, stiff, unable to move even a single move.
When Qing Li flew into a god, she pierced her heart with a sword, and she would undoubtedly die. It was the honor of the master who pinched the stone to save her life, but now, the master wants to take this heart back!
"My honour, you...just kidding." Wei Ran's lips turned pale, her voice trembling slightly.
Luo Hua ignored it, but turned to look at Yao Yin, her head still hanging down, humble and respectful.
There was a sudden pain in his heart, and the first time he regretted so deeply, it was he personally hurt her, causing her to grow up with demons, destroying her cultivation base, turning her into a laughingstock of heaven, and falling to the point of being ridiculed by a sage.
It was he who didn't protect her well enough to grind her into such a pleasing look with low eyebrows.
"Master~" Xin Yang did not know when he ran to Luo Hua's side, with a little hand tugging at the corner of his sleeve, Nuo Nuo said: "Sister Wei Ran has no heart, will you die? Don't take back Sister Wei Ran's heart. it is good......"
"Xiao Yang," Luo Hua grabbed his head and looked at the little apprentice with a faint tone: "Whoever makes a mistake should be punished."
Xin Yang was so anxious that tears were almost falling: "Master..."
At this moment, Yao Yin suddenly stepped out and saluted Luohua solemnly: "This matter has nothing to do with the superior, and the superior does not need to take care of it."
She doesn't need him to stand up for her at all, even if she doesn't need to break the sound flute today, when her cultivation level is improved in the future, she will find Wei Ran to settle the bill.
Luo Hua narrowed his eyebrows: "How can your business have nothing to do with me."
"The little god dare not climb high."
His dark eyes were unfathomable, and he took a step forward: "Yao Yao, you and I are husband and wife."
Yaoyin stepped back subconsciously: "The little god was originally not worthy of being a husband and wife."
Luo Hua's five fingers under his sleeves gradually closed, and his thin lips moved: "Don't call me to be honored again."
Yao Yin stayed silent for a long time, and then gave his hand again: "That's right, respect the same generation as the Father God, according to the rules, the little god should be called the respect..."
"Grandpa Grandpa."