The only way

Chapter 315 True Monarch Lanze
The hexagonal copper bell rang softly, and a tall and straight woman in a robe with tight sleeves stepped into the open carved wooden door.

Stepping in, the galaxies all over the sky behind him disappeared without a trace, and the nine-petal golden lotus token hanging around the waist burst into seven faint auras.

Inside the six-story hexagonal high-rise building is a spacious and exquisite living room.

The first two chairs with sandalwood carved landscapes and inlaid with jade panels have a soft color and smooth lines. They are obviously old, and they also exude a faint fragrance, which makes people feel calm after smelling them.

There is a table between two landscape-inlaid jade-backed wooden chairs, with a complete piece of black jade inlaid in the middle. On the black jade, there are shallow lines like randomly splashed ink paintings. Smooth and delicate, the dark sandalwood carved into cloud pattern looks quite free and easy.

In the center of the jade table, there is an incense burner with a bronze phoenix head. There are green smoke curling up from the burner, like clouds and mist, wrapping half of the room, like a sea of ​​clouds in a fairy palace.

There are also two teacups with celadon and white jade borders, which are just closing the tea cover, but wisps of tea air escape from the gaps, and a refreshing tea fragrance emerges in the room.

There is already a person sitting upright on the first right seat.

The person is wearing a bright yellow long skirt that stretches the floor. The hem of the skirt is embroidered with gold and silver threads all over. There are waves in the sea of ​​clouds and the singing of young phoenixes. There was a sea of ​​golden clouds undulating, and the wings of the phoenix vibrated, as if it was about to fly out of the skirt in the next moment.

The face of the woman wearing such a gorgeous dress is not inferior to this gorgeous dress. Her facial features are clear and majestic, her eyes are slightly raised at the end of her eyes, she is looking forward, her lips are bright red and full, black and soft like silk On top of the bun, there is a golden and complicated flying phoenix corolla, with several tassels hanging down, and huge pearls are falling, shining brightly.

Rather, she looks like an emperor among mortals, and an emperor among heavenly palaces.

As soon as the woman in the tight-sleeved robe stepped into the door, in the misty room, she immediately saw this gorgeous woman in a bright yellow dress.

A pair of heroic eyebrows that flew obliquely into the temples frowned slightly, and a voice as crisp as jade hitting each other faintly sounded, "I don't know, but Lanze Zhenjun from Wufang Pavilion will come to Beihuang to sit in the town, it's so weird. "

"What's so strange? You Zhenjun Duanyi, didn't you also come to this land of the northern wilderness, I am waiting for you." The bright red lips of the bright and beautiful woman Lanze Zhenjun raised high, and the picture is beautiful. The delicate eyebrows were raised slightly, and the waves of eyes were like smoke waves, looking at Zhenjun Duanyi.

Zhenjun Duanyi took a cold look at Zhenjun Lanze's pretentiously charming appearance, and sat down on the other side of the seat indifferently.

Naturally, she picked up the teacup and took a sip, and the surging spiritual power soaked into her limbs and bones.

"Speak human." Zhenjun Duanyi and Zhenjun Lanze have known each other for a long time.

Back then, Zhenjun Duanyi had just established his foundation. When he entered Wufang Pavilion for the first time, he met Zhenjun Lanze, who was also a foundation builder. not simple.

When the foundation was established, it was also the first time to entertain customers of Wufang Pavilion.

Then I met Zhenjun Duanyi, who was also in the foundation building period and entered Wufang Pavilion for the first time.

The two of you are right to each other, and if you say something, I will say something, but you have a relationship.

Later, the two met again in the secret realm, and in that secret realm, the two also met several other people who were later called close friends on the long distance.

For example, True Lord Yijian of Jianzhai.

Afterwards, it was a messy relationship. Fortunately, no matter if it was Zhenjun Duanyi, Lanze, or Yijian, they were all people with firm temperament and bright spirit. The heart is very firm.

They have experienced many things between them, they supported each other all the way to Jindan, and then to Nascent Soul, and then they returned to the sect, and each guarded one side, but they spent much less time together.

Zhenjun Duanyi appreciates Zhenjun Lanze's grandeur, and Zhenjun Lanze likes Zhenjun Duanyi's straightforwardness.

The relationship between the two is complicated, but also simple.

The friendship of hundreds of years is not fake.

Therefore, hearing Zhenjun Duanyi's indifferent words, Zhenjun Lanze's eyes flashed with a smile, but the snow-white catkin touched his heart, and his brows like distant mountains were slightly frowned, with a heartbroken look, "Duan Yi, you don't love me anymore, as expected, you still prefer Yijian's lump of wood! My heart hurts."

Zhenjun Duanyi heard the words, his face turned blue slightly on his fair face, and turned to look at Zhenjun Lanze, only to feel a headache, "Nonsense, I don't love you, and I don't like Yijian."

After finishing speaking, Zhenjun Duanyi's eyes turned suddenly, a smile appeared on his face, his tone was soft instantly, and he looked at Zhenjun Lanze affectionately, "No, Lanze, in fact, I love you the most, look how much I love you. Sincerely, how about free?"

As soon as the word "free" was heard, the appearance of Lanze Zhenjun Xizi holding his heart collapsed instantly, and his dignified and noble face was restored in an instant, "Ahem, Duanyi Zhenjun, welcome to Wufang Pavilion, what information can Wufang Pavilion provide for you?" Did you provide it?"

Zhenjun Lanze returned to normal, and Zhenjun Duanyi naturally put away his joking appearance, his brows at the temples eased, and the heroic spirit between his eyebrows and eyes was tinged with a hint of worry, "Lanze, I want to know that my little apprentice , news from the beginning of the spirit."

"En? That new student of yours? I remember, according to the information, he is a genius with a fairy root, and he is also beautiful, not bad, Duanyi, the disciples you picked are more beautiful than each other, I said , You don’t like a sword, is it because a sword is not handsome enough?” Zhenjun Lanze swiped his hands in the air, and light curtains appeared in front of him.

In the end, the pair of snow-white catkins rested on a lifelike, real-life portrait.

There, there was a girl with a slender figure, a green dress and a long skirt, with picturesque eyebrows and vivid eyes, as gentle and graceful as jade, and there were several information records beside her.

Zhenjun Duanyi looked at that lifelike portrait, on his always heroic and cheerful face, there was a rare trace of worry and nostalgia.

Her well-behaved, sweet and soft little disciple.

As for Zhenjun Lanze's whispering, Zhenjun Duanyi ignored it.

"Look, I fell into a space collapse in the ancient battlefield a few years ago, and my disappearance is unknown. However, the fire of life is still there, which means that I am still alive." Zhenjun Lanze played the piano with his hands, flicking his fingertips, and countless messages in the air Flying past, "I haven't heard of the name Lingchu appearing in recent years, but..."

Lanze Zhenjun's bright red lips curled up, and his eyes were full of complacency, "Where there is something, there must be a trace. I have no information about Fangge, and it is all over the world. Who can hide it?"

　The love and hatred of the older generation, hahaha, everyone can use their imaginations.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)