Unique Zihan

Chapter 1232 Irresponsible woman, Luo Liuyan
Is such an irresponsible woman doing it for the apprentice she has accepted?

I heard someone say before that she had taken on a disciple, and she seemed to be more considerate and responsible about it.
Is this woman still interested in taking on a disciple?

Ah.
It's a rare event.

In fact, Bai Zixu sent people to investigate Luo Liuyan's apprentice in private, but she intervened more or less, and no useful information was brought back.
When Bai Zixu was investigating Zi Han, he was "inadvertently" manipulated by Luo Liuyan, so he still knew nothing about the relationship between the two as master and disciple.

But right now, she can't care about that much. Now that Luo Liuyan can return to the Holy Realm, she can stay for as long as she wants, no matter what her purpose is.
As long as she is here, the overall luck of the Holy Land will be improved by several levels!

Sheng has not returned yet, so he must protect the sanctuary for her.
After Bai Zixu left, Luo Liuyan took a bench and sat on the stone-wood bridge, holding a fishing rod in one hand and a white porcelain wine bottle in the other, teasing the fish in the pond with a comfortable and leisurely expression~
Look at the fishing rod again. There is no bait at all, not even a fishhook.
Just a fishing line dangling in the water~

It was at this time that a breeze suddenly blew on the surface of the pool.

As the breeze blew by, the water surface rippled, and a woman followed.

A barefoot woman, her white toes tapping lightly on the water, her dark hair flowing down her shoulders.

A white jade bracelet on her wrist made her skin look better than snow. She was dressed in white clothes and fell into the water. The clothes were embroidered with mysterious dark patterns. The tassels made of pearls around her waist made a cooling sound. They were covered with a layer of snow-white gauze. It is also like a clear spring in a high mountain, clear and cold.

The woman just watched Luo Liuyan's movements and said nothing.

And Luo Liuyan didn't even raise his eyes, just drinking wine and teasing the fish.

After a while, Qingyan slowly walked to the bridge with her bare feet on the water.

The fish were also frightened and swam away suddenly.

Luo Liuyan frowned slightly, looked at the woman in front of him with a cold look, and said lightly: "You scared my fish."

"You know her very well." Qingyan didn't answer Luo Liuyan's words, staring straight at her.

"She" is naturally Zi Han.

"So? What do you want from me?" Luo Liuyan also put down the fishing rod, hooked the wine bottle with the tip of one finger, narrowed his eyes slightly, and a dangerous light flashed.

"I just came here to thank you for taking care of her." Qingyan raised her eyebrows slightly, and something appeared out of thin air and stood in front of Luo Liuyan.

"This thing is very helpful to you. It can be regarded as a thank you gift for taking care of her for me."

Thank you?

When Luo Liuyan heard this, he also put down the bottle of wine, raised his brows slightly, and slightly opened the corners of his lips, saying, "I take care of my people, so why should I use a thank you gift?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Qingyan's eyes suddenly turned cold, and the broken light in her eyes was like an ice knife, cutting without leaving any trace.

She stared at Luo Liuyan, speechless.

The objects in front of Luo Liuyan also suddenly burned, and the flames were caught between the two of them. They seemed to be at war with each other, but they were extremely patient.

The two women should have been an extremely eye-catching scene, but the atmosphere at this moment was extremely tense.

Qingyan's temperament is like the heavy snow on the top of a mountain, cold and cold. From a distance, she looks like an untouchable goddess, too cold to be human and too cold to be approached.

Luo Liuyan's temperament is like a clear spring in the mountains, both cool and cold. When no one is around, it is a calm spring water, quietly exuding its own coolness;
When there are people around, it is like a cold spring that has been disturbed by others, silent but emitting a faint coldness.

These two types of women can be collectively classified as aloof and cold, but the artistic conceptions of the two types of coldness are quite different.

One is like the coldness of winter, and the other is like the coolness of autumn.

One is stunningly beautiful, and the other is as graceful as a stunning grandson.

The flames in the air quickly burned out, and the two looked at each other from afar without saying a word.When the flames disappeared, Qingyan's figure disappeared.

There was only a fleeting word left in the air.

"When she comes back, it won't be your turn to be arrogant."

When Luo Liuyan heard this, he picked up the wine bottle again. After drinking the wine, the remaining wine at the corner of his lips was a bit dazzling in the afterglow, and his eyebrows were frivolous.

Is she arrogant?
What if she comes back?

Zihan is also a saint, and the saint is also Zihan.
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Dragon Island, in a city in Lingyu Mountain, Dashan took Zihan around the streets and introduced her to some gadgets from time to time.

The city in Lingyu Mountain was built in the recess of a hill. The city roads were paved with cobblestones. In the center of the city was a rainbow-shaped bridge and the streets of Qiaotou Street.

Under the bridge is a slender river, dividing the entire city into two parts.

A quick look at the city revealed that it was crowded and chaotic;
Upon closer inspection, most of these people are busy minding their own business.

There are some vendors and many customers on the left side of the bridge. The stalls are filled with various rare items.

There were also many people standing at the railings on the side of the bridge, pointing, or watching the fish eating under the bridge.

On the sidewalk in the middle of the bridge, there is a bustling flow of people. At first glance, it looks very lively.

It seems that the folk customs are simple and simple.

Dashan took Zihan across the bridge and reached the other side of the bridge. He pointed at a two-story building entangled with ancient green wood vines and said: "Sir, this restaurant has a good reputation and taste. You can try it."

"It's just that there are too many people going, so we need to queue up." Dashan smiled sheepishly when he said this. Even high-level dragons who come to eat still need to queue up.

It's just that most of them have their subordinates lining up on their behalf. It's rare for high-level dragons like Zi Han to queue up in person.

"It's okay, it tastes good, and queuing up is normal." During the conversation, Zihan could already see several rows of people sitting in the small courtyard behind the first floor.

I think I was waiting in line
After queuing up to enter the courtyard, Zi Han looked at the door plaque on the first floor. There was no name, only an empty door plaque hanging there.

Many people in the courtyard stared at Zi Han. To be honest, anyone who saw a woman with such an appearance would be stunned. She really had such a good temperament.

And it seemed like he had never seen her before.

Logically speaking, they would be more or less impressed by such an outstanding person.

At this moment, someone recognized the mountain that Gen Zihan had come with, and left his seat to say hello.

"Master Mountain Envoy, what a coincidence." A man who looked like a young man stepped forward and looked at the mountain with a somewhat restrained expression.

As he spoke, his eyes glanced at Zi Han, who was sitting silently aside.

"It's you, how did you do the mission?" Dashan also chatted with this person for a few words, and then sent him away.

Zi Han also got a rough idea of ​​the situation through the conversation between these two people. It seemed that there were not many people who could work in Lingyu Mountain.

Dashan's position is Lingyu Mountain Ambassador, which is considered the lowest among civil servants, but he is respected by that person. It seems that the position in Lingyushan is not as "general" as she imagined.

After the person who was chatting with Dashan returned to his seat, he couldn't help but look back and wonder, who is that woman?
He didn't hesitate to ask just now. After all, Dashan was the ambassador, and his status was there, and he couldn't go beyond it.

(End of this chapter)