Zong Mohan looked at Chu Junlan, his eyes deeper than a young man.

Chu Junlan also looked at him without dodging. Whenever this happened, Chu Junlan would find a contradictory aura from Zong Mohan, as if he was already old except for his skin.

After a while, Zong Mohan gently exhaled a breath of turbid air and said softly: "Miss Chu knows the legend on my Tiandao Mountain?"

Not satisfied with him, he looked around and said, "If the mountain master intends to teach, it is best to choose after I find Xiao Xu."

Zong Mohan continued indifferently: "The Yuhua Immortal worshipped on the Tiandao Mountain was originally the ancestor of my Zong family. The day he became an immortal was also a snowy day. The servants who served him entered the house, but there was no trace of his ancestor. They searched everywhere, but there was no sign of him. After searching for several years, someone met him in his dream. When he learned that he was in the Immortal Class, the situation was very similar to the situation of the prince now."

Chu Junlan's fist was tightly pinched, looking at Zong Mohan as if he was smiling: "So what the mountain master means is, has Xiao Xu become an immortal?"

"Maybe Miss Chu will see Prince Xiao in her dream in two days," Zong Mohan smiled, "This is a great opportunity. Miss Chu should be grateful for the gift of heaven!"

Chu Junlan looked at Zong Mohan's particularly beautiful face with a smile. Her young skin was fair and elastic, and there was no trace of old age at all. The anger in her heart was rushing out.

"I will go to your heavenly gifts and your great opportunity!"

There was no need to bear it anymore, so Chu Junlan flashed over and pressed Zong Mo Han's arm against him.

"I've killed you now, and you come back and give me a dream?"

"Hey hey hey!" Zong Mohan's face was pressed against the painting on the table, and he not only wrinkled the rice paper, but the undried ink marks were still covered with his face.

Chu Junlan tried hard on his hand. If Emperor Jing Hong had not looked at him differently and ordered Xiao Xu to find out the secret of immortality, she would have wanted to kill the person immediately!

"Where are you hiding Xiao Xu? Say!" He tried harder again on his hand.

"It hurts! It hurts!" Zong Mohan shouted without any fairy-good demeanor.

The cowardly look of life and fear of death made Chu Junlan even more angry, "I won't say it yet! If I don't say it anymore, I will break your arm!"

"Ms. Chu, you are a lady from a noble family after all. This will spread to me, a 200-year-old man. What is the face of Miss Chu? You should let go quickly!"

"Treat? I'm going to abuse you!"

Chu Junlan simply punched Zong Mohan, for fear of killing him, and could not explain to Emperor Jing Hong, so he simply used his fist, elbows and legs. Zong Mohan screamed strangely.

"Ah! Killing! Help! The lady from a wealthy family has abused and beat the old man!"

Chu Junlan became even more angry when he heard the howling. He poked his finger at Zong Mohan's acupoint. Zong Mohan first stiffened, and his lips were closed tightly when he couldn't help but shouting. His fair and handsome face gradually distorted, and his face turned red, and gradually developed into an eggplant skin color.

The movement inside the house finally alarmed the servants in the yard. The servants and guards of the Zong family rushed into the door and saw Zong Mohan in this way.

"You woman! What did you do to our mountain master!"

Without waiting for Chu Junlan to answer, Zong Mohan could not bear it and spit out a mouthful of saliva.
Chapter completed!