The poisonous concubine can't be provoked

LAN Yiqing suffocated. The Yufang is a place where dignitaries and masters in the central main city often haunt. The meaning of Luo Pu taking her is obvious. That is to tell the world openly.

The saint is theirs!

She sneered in her heart and made a good calculation, but the advantage is so easy to get? Don't break it then. Madam will accompany the soldiers again.

Surrounded by a lot of servants, Luo Pu and LAN Yiqing enter the jade workshop.

"Ouch, what brings Mr. Luo here." one of the leaders of the jade workshop hurriedly greeted him with obvious hospitality on his face.

The principal looked at LAN Yiqing standing next to Luo Pu, and a trace of amazement flashed in his eyes. Rao is a woman with various customs in his jade workshop, which is far from the girl in simple plain clothes and loose hair.

Standing beside Luo Pu also has a sense of existence that can not be ignored. His face is like snow with a sense of glass. It is rare to see such a lofty and exquisite person.

"Is this girl?" the principal hesitated.

Luo Pu was slightly close to LAN Yiqing, and the tip of his nose vaguely surrounded the faint fragrance on her. His eyes were dark, revealing a trace of lust in his eyes. Luo Pu raised a smile at the corner of his mouth: "this is the Saint - LAN Yiqing."

The principal stared at LAN Yiqing incredulously.

This is the waste - lanyiqing? It's totally different from the rumor. The person who gives a high place at the first stop here will be the cowardly woman in the rumor?

The rumor was really untrustworthy. The principal was amazed and put away the last thought of looking at it.

At this time, in the compartment on the second floor, he was dressed in white and wrinkled his eyebrows slightly. He looked at the cold blue Yiqing downstairs, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"Luo Pu and saint." a disciple beside him exclaimed, "how could they walk together? Could it be..."

Looking at the eyes cast by the breeze, the disciple quickly swallowed what he wanted to say.

"Continue."

"... ah?"

The disciple looked at the wind and the cold ice. He only felt that his spine was scratched by the ice sword. He couldn't help trembling: "senior brother, I..."

"Go on, Luo pu... What's the relationship between Luo Pu and the saint? You can say as much as you know."

The disciple swallowed a mouthful of water. Although he didn't know why Feng Qingyang asked, he had to speak out in detail under Feng Qingyang's gaze.

There are many secrets in the main city, and there are many other forces arranged in every force. This pupil is one of the people who receive this line.

Lanyiqing told fengqingyang everything about lanyiqing being threatened by Luopu with poison.

Feng Qingyang listened and nodded thoughtfully. He stood up with a roar, opened the door and walked down slowly in the eyes of his younger martial brother.

His mind flashed across blue Yiqing's face, the slowly blooming smile, the melting of ice and snow, and his heart was slowly hot. In the end, it was even hot enough to make his heart beat faster.

"Luo PU." Feng Qingyang smiled with disdain in her heart. Such a person is worthy of her.

Before a row of magic weapons, Luo Pu smiled and said to LAN Yiqing, "Yiqing, do you have a favorite magic weapon? Just say it."

LAN Yiqing glanced at him indifferently. His eyes didn't stay for a moment in the cabinet surrounded by jade and a wide range of magic weapons.