In a strange tone, a strange accent, Linlang frowned and pushed the man away:

"Who are you? Why do you want to eat my tofu?!"

The man smiled and raised the folding fan in his hand: "The leader of Shushan Feiran just blocked the disaster for the girl, not eating the girl's tofu."

Linlang's eyebrows did not relieve themselves.

The head of Shushan?

She had just heard those gossip disciples telling him that he had been in bed with illness for more than a month.

Why did you suddenly come to Kunlun Mountain today?

Without thinking too much, Linlang also replied: "Linlang, under the head of Kunlun Mountain, thank you for helping Feiran just now."

The man smiled: "Is he actually Murong Xuanqing's disciple? It's really unique."

Linlang pulled the corners of his mouth. Why does this person sound so awkward?

Although it was a praising word, his tone was mixed with a hint of mockery.

It doesn't seem like mocking her, it's more like mocking Murong Xuanqing.

Could it be that Xi Feiran had a holiday with Murong Xuanqing?

Since there is a festival, she should stay away from this person. Although she is a handsome guy, she doesn't want to bring hatred to herself.

Of course, life is more important than a beautiful encounter.

Thinking of this, Linlang didn't even call him, and turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

The man kept staring at her back until the purple figure completely disappeared from his sight, then he curled his lips, and his pupils suddenly turned into dark blue, and a deep stroke in his eyes.

"Little girl, we're meeting again. I won't let you run away again this time."

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Linlang did not continue to walk around and went back to his small bamboo house.

The first day of the Fairy Sword Conference will inevitably be very chaotic and noisy.

She has eye disease, which is inconvenient. She ran around in so many people and caused trouble.

In addition, I have met so many strange people again.

It's better to hide.

I can also take the opportunity to find a way to get involved in Murong Xuanqing.

"By the way, Xiao Shushu." Linlang suddenly remembered something, "How is Ye Chen going? How much is his favorability?"

Tianshu brought up the control panel and gave Linlang a number expressionless: [60.]

Linlang widened his eyes: "What's going on? Why did it suddenly rise so much? How come I remember when I left, his favorability towards me was only 30, so why did he do nothing and just rise so much??"

Tianshu spread his hands: [I don’t know either. If you want to know, you can only ask him by yourself.]

How could Linlang run over and ask him now?

It’s not that guy’s lovesickness has become a disease, so his favorability towards her has increased, right?

But it is impossible. After all, he didn't even understand her identity. How could a person with such a strong suspicion fall in love with her so quickly?

Forget it, now is not the time to consider this. She has to think of a way to solve Murong Xuanqing. If he drags on, he will inevitably have doubts about himself.

Linlang turned around and sat cross-legged on the bed to adjust his internal breath, and fell asleep without paying attention.

In the evening, I was suddenly awakened by a knock on the door.

Usually, no one comes to her place, not to mention that the situation is so special today, everyone is busy with the fairy sword conference, how could anyone suddenly knock on her door?

If something goes wrong, there will be ghosts.

She wanted to see who was doing something.
Chapter completed!