At this time, in the hall of Qingsongzhai, more than a dozen Wudang disciples were standing dryly. In front of them, a hair-worn girl wearing monk's robes was looking at them majestic.

"Well....."

Lan Li's words are silly, what's the situation?

"Zhiruo!"

The cold-faced girl snorted.

“Master…”

Zhou Zhiruo, who was almost pushed in by Lan Li, looked aggrieved.

"Come here!"

"yes...."

"Didn't you say you won't let anyone in? Master's words don't work?"

"Master, I..."

Just as the eyes of a group of Wudang disciples, the cold-faced nun staged a mastermind training show.

Qingfeng seemed a little excited beside Lan Li.

This guy stabbed Renli in the waist.

Renli turned to look at him.

"Mingyue, it's her!"

Lanley: "???"

"It's her. You can help me take Zhiruo away later. I want to chat with her alone."

"no...."

Lanli's eyes widened.

Isn't this guy's brain missing a thread, right?

Or is Qingfeng's heart actually yearning for being M?

"What's not, look, she's here! She's here!"

While speaking, Qingfeng looked like a righteous young man who was not afraid of danger.

Wait for Lan Li to see it.

I saw the cold-faced nun carrying a one-handed broad sword and walking to them.

"Your name is Qingfeng, right?"

"That's right, this teacher..."
Chapter completed!