too affectionate

Chapter 139
She was obviously someone she had admired for more than ten years, yet Wanyan didn't even have the courage to look up at him right now in front of him.

"Grassmen, please refer to Lord Qingluan. It is rude to visit today abruptly, and to change the growth law of the sacred tree without the approval of the temple. The grassroots have no place to regret.

But Cao Min's actions today are all because Cao Min's friend was seriously injured, and he is still unconscious, and his life and death are uncertain.

Only by obtaining the leaves of the four seasons of the four sacred trees can his life be saved.

Caomin knew that his crime was unforgivable, so he didn't ask Master Qingluan to forgive him, but only asked Master Qingluan to allow Caomin to send this leaf back first to save my friend's life.

After that, Caomin will come to the door again to plead guilty, and try to restore the influence on Shenmu Dachun.

At that time, Master Qingluan will kill and cut, and the grass people will have no complaints! "

Wanyan spoke sincerely and sincerely, there were no tears in her eyes, but they were crystal clear.

At this time, Wanyan was still anxious, for fear that Master Qingluan would not let her take Ye Zi away.

However, Lord Qingluan was only silent for a moment, then nodded slightly, and said calmly: "The Tianxuan Palace originally exists to protect the safety of the world, since it can save a life, a leaf is not harmful.

You just take it, and there is no need to come to the door to plead guilty. "

A saint is worthy of being a saint!

Master Qingluan's words touched Wanyan's heart with warmth, she bowed deeply and thanked her a thousand times, then turned and left.

Before leaving, Wanyan summoned up the courage to raise her head, with the highest reverence, and cast a glance at the saint who lived in the hymn.

This glance surprised Wanyan quite a bit.

These eyes, just like his voice, are familiar but unfamiliar to Wanyan.

I've seen it somewhere, but it's like I've never seen it before.

The young man collided with Wanyan's eyes calmly, but there was not even a ripple in his eyes, calm and almost dead silent.

Wanyan quickly withdrew her gaze and walked out.

As she walked, Wanyan thought to herself: Master Qingluan's eyes, if they were born on an ordinary young man, maybe they would be more exciting.

For example, the very similar pair of eyes, born in that clumsy and short-tempered brat Luan Feng, made them brighter.

As soon as this idea came out, it was immediately suppressed by Wanyan.

Bah, bah, bah... Hugh is presumptuous, Hugh is presumptuous!

At this time, Wanyan had already walked to the gate of Tianxuan Hall, and only then did she realize that Lord Qingluan let her go, but didn't open the enchantment for her!
A master like the saint would never have imagined that there would really be idiots in this world who couldn't even open a small enchantment by themselves...

Wanyan made excuses for Lord Qingluan in her heart.

However, Wanyan was obviously worried for nothing, when she walked out of the outer gate of Tianxuan Palace, she saw the white figure who was still behind her just now, standing outside the gate, leaving a cold back.

Hearing that Wanyan's footsteps were approaching, Master Qingluan turned around, and asked straight to the point calmly, "Which leaf are you missing?"

Wanyan made a salute, and replied generously: "To Mr. Qingluan, the winter leaves of Xuanyuan cypress are still missing."

"En." Master Qingluan nodded slightly, and did not say any more words, nor did he make any movements.

At this moment, a divine bird with a blue body gliding from the sky, with a golden crown on its head, full of starlight on its body, layers of blue clouds on its wings, and illusory blue light lingering around it, holy like It came from heaven, and I thought it came from a dream.

It arrived in front of Wanyan in the blink of an eye, light and sensitive.

Wanyan recognized at a glance that this was Qingzheluan, one of the five great phoenix clans.

"I'll take you to Qingqiu, and the rest is up to you. I think it will be counterproductive if I show up."

Master Qingluan said, looking at Wanyan like the iceberg cold pool behind him, silent and peaceful.

To be sent off by the Holy Phoenix in person, this honor is so high that it is even somewhat disrespectful, Wanyan originally wanted to decline, but she also knew that with her current situation, she could not move to Qingqiu no matter what.

But Heng Li is still waiting for the medicine.

"The grassroots will thank you sir." Wanyan saluted solemnly, without any further evasion, and carefully sat on Shengluan's broad and flat back.

Immediately after Master Qingluan waved his hand lightly, Shengluan spread his wings and soared towards the sky with Wanyan.

Seeing Shengluan covered with blue clouds, getting smaller and smaller in the sky, Master Qingluan still stayed in place for a long time.

At this time, a green leaf floated to his side happily, turning briskly in circles.

It was the leaf that guided Wanyan to pass through the barrier and enter the Tianxuan Palace.

Master Qingluan lightly tapped his finger, and a ray of blue determination broke away from the green leaves.

The green leaves, which were still alive just now, suddenly lost their souls and fell quietly.

When there was no one outside the hall, Master Qingluan poked his fingers behind his ears, and gently removed the silver hooks hanging behind his ears, and the white veil was immediately removed, revealing an immature and green young man face.

What disappeared together with the veil was the calm and dead layer of ice in the eyes of the young man, revealing the active and vibrant spring under the ice layer.

The young man let out a long sigh of relief.

He hasn't come back to play the role of a saint for a long time, and his skills are quite rusty.Just after a few days, I feel exhausted physically and mentally.

Taking off the veil, he is himself, the young Luan Feng.

Wearing a veil, he is a saint admired by thousands of people, the right-hand man of the supreme sage, the protector in front of the temple, and the patriarch of the Qingluan holy clan who saves all living beings.

No choice, that's life...

Luan Feng sighed softly, looking at the trace of Shengluan who was about to disappear in the sky, full of worry.

Xuan Wanyan, you unreliable stinky girl, you must be more reliable this time!

You must come back with your lord intact.

Qingluan was not only extremely fast, but also extremely stable. Even though he was soaring above the turbulent nine heavens, he was still not affected in the slightest.

And Qingqiu was not far from the northern foot of Kunlun Mountain, within a quarter of an hour, Sheng Luan landed steadily on the outer edge of Qingqiu.

Wanyan climbed down from Shengluan's body carefully. After a period of rest, although she still looked riddled with holes, she had recovered a lot of vitality.

"Thank you, thank you!" Even though she knew that Shengluan couldn't understand, Wanyan still thanked it solemnly.

Sheng Luan may have sensed Wanyan's kindness, so he lowered his head slightly and rubbed his head against Wanyan, almost knocking her down.

Wanyan patted Shengluan lightly, and boldly smoothed its fur, then walked along a rough and muddy path between the fields to the manor not far away.

Although this is Wanyan's first visit to Qingqiu, she can clearly feel that Qingqiu's situation is no longer what it used to be.

(End of this chapter)