Quick Wear: The Villain is a Little Pitiful

As a result, just as he passed by, the white tiger suddenly opened its eyes and used its tail to block Tong Xiyuan.

With a "thump", the white tail fell to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Tong Xiyuan frowned and coughed twice, this time he directly put the badge in front of Baihu, "I have the badge."

Perhaps these words worked, the white tiger, which had a ferocious look on its face just now, suddenly stood up, made way for the cave entrance, and knelt down with its head bowed when Tong Xiyuan hesitated and raised his foot to go in.

Tong Xiyuan didn't expect Lu Zhihan's badge to be so powerful, so he quickly dodged and stammered, "You don't have to kneel to me."

"I didn't expect that you, Daozun, would come in person. Even if you didn't come today, I would personally deliver this Thousand-Leaf Green Lotus that blooms once every thousand years to you."

Two footsteps were heard from the secret realm behind him. Tong Xiyuan turned his head and saw two figures, one in white and one in blue.

The former had fluttering robes and held in his hand a dazzling, extraordinary green lotus. He was the Taoist Master Xuan whom he had just seen last night.

The latter was wearing a blue shirt with tight sleeves, a sword at his waist, and a jade plaque engraved with "Secret Realm", which was similar to the plaque Lu Zhihan gave him.

Tong Xiyuan's eyebrows jumped, and he felt that he seemed to have misunderstood something just now.

Sure enough, the next moment, the man in blue scolded with a cold face, "Who are you? How dare you trespass into the secret realm?"

Fan He, who was standing next to him, raised his eyes and looked over.

"Dao Zun." Tong Xiyuan noticed it, called him and then turned to explain to the man in blue, "Don't blame me, waiter. I am a new outer disciple from Lingjian Peak. Master Danhe asked me to pick some spiritual herbs. This is the badge that Senior Brother Lu gave me."

Fan He's eyes fell on the jade token in his hand. The three big words "Lu Zhihan" were particularly eye-catching. He only glanced at it and quickly looked away.

The waiter in the secret realm looked at Tong Xiyuan strangely, thinking that this newcomer had no manners. When he saw the Taoist Master, he neither greeted him nor bowed. He just shouted something and then stood there stupidly, not afraid of upsetting the Taoist Master.

He thought so in his heart, but did not show it on his face. After checking the jade token in Tong Xiyuan's hand, he softened his attitude and said, "What elixir do you want? Go in and find it yourself."

Tong Xiyuan agreed, took out a piece of rice paper with words written on it, scanned it one by one, and suddenly looked up and asked, "Waiter, Qianye Qinglian, do you have any more?"

If he heard or saw correctly, what Fan He was going to take away was what he was looking for.

At this time, Fan He was about to leave. The white tiger, which had followed him for hundreds of years and had only developed a little intelligence, remained in a bowed position, sincerely inviting him to sit on its back, and Fan He stood in front of the white tiger, ready to make some hand gestures.

Hearing this, he stopped.

The waiter in the secret realm said to Tong Xiyuan: "No more, one thousand-year-old one."

The Thousand-Leaf Green Lotus was not easy to raise. It could only grow in the spiritual spring of their Lingxiao Sect. He had carefully tended to it in the secret realm for thousands of years. He watched as the palm-sized lotus sprouted a leaf as thin as a cicada's wing every year, and finally became its current magnificent appearance.

This is such a precious holy object that can protect the heart and body. When Xuan Zhidaozun took it, others dared not say anything.

The secret realm attendant thought so and tried to comfort Tong Xiyuan, "The same goes for other spiritual herbs. Pick more of them."

Although Tong Xiyuan didn't know much about these spiritual herbs, he knew in his heart that they were definitely different. He looked at Fan He and called out awkwardly, "Dao Zun."

Can you give it to me?

Tong Xiyuan felt his face getting hot when he said this. He bit his tongue and swallowed the rest of the sentence. He stared at Fan He with burning eyes, hoping that the man could understand his thoughts.

The man standing next to the white tiger had a look of alienation on his face since they met. Fan He looked at Tong Xiyuan without saying anything. When he closed his eyes, he concealed a certain emotion that was difficult to understand. When he opened his eyes again, he flew onto the back of the white tiger and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Tong Xiyuan was stunned for a moment and accidentally crumpled the rice paper in his hand.

999 sensed his gloomy mood and popped his head out to comfort him: [He practices the ruthless way, so please forgive me.]

Tong Xiyuan responded sullenly and said sadly: [I am trying my best. ]

But no matter who it is, encountering such a situation would inevitably feel a little disappointed. After all, Fan He was so close to him in the wooden house last night, but now he is so cold as if he doesn't know him at all.

Here, Tong Xiyuan silently picked the spiritual herbs that Danhe Zhenren wanted. He did not follow Lu Zhihan's suggestion to stay here longer, but went directly to Lingyao Peak to hand the things to Danhe Zhenren.

When Dan He heard him say that it was Dao Zun Xuan who took the Thousand Leaf Green Lotus, he sighed and said, "Forget it. Dao Zun wanted it, how can people like you and me snatch it away? Go back and practice well. If you are not happy staying at Lingjian Peak, come to our Lingyao Peak."

Tong Xiyuan flew back to Lingjian Peak with his sword, not very skillfully. Except for him and another new disciple, everyone else at Lingjian Peak was either busy going out for training or helping the sect. So when Tong Xiyuan returned, there was silence all around, as if no one was around.

He had no intention of practicing sword skills for the time being, so he walked straight to his wooden house, opened the door and went in. Tong Xiyuan barely closed the two wooden doors, and as soon as he turned around, he was pressed against the door panel by a huge force on his shoulders.

"Hiss!" The back of his head hit the door and he couldn't help but scream.

A cold object brushed across Tong Xiyuan's chin, leaving a wet mark on that snow-white skin, and even some water droplets hung on Tong Xiyuan's lips.

Tong Xiyuan looked up and saw Fan He, who was wearing a black suit with dark red patterns printed on it. He asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

Didn't she ignore him in the secret realm? Why is she...

Tong Xiyuan lowered his eyes, and his black eyelashes trembled slightly. When he saw the familiar Thousand-Leaf Green Lotus with spiritual spring water droplets in Fan He's hand, his eyelashes trembled faster.

The man noticed his gaze, a hint of smile appeared in his eyes, and he said word by word: "What he doesn't give, I will give you."

Tong Xiyuan didn't understand, "Him?"

"Shh——" The man pressed his lips against Tong Xiyuan's, with some clear spring water on his fingertips. His eyes darkened, and he held Tong Xiyuan's cheek and kissed him.

"Um...you..."

for a long time.

The blushing little sounds in the room gradually died down. The man let go of Tong Xiyuan, casually wiped the crystal from the corner of his lips, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Do you like it?"

"What?" Tong Xiyuan was a little confused because he had been deprived of oxygen for too long. It took him a while to realize that the other party was asking about the extremely precious Thousand-Leaf Green Lotus. The slight disappointment he had felt because of Fan He's indifference disappeared completely. Tong Xiyuan pursed his lips and said, "I like it. It's very beautiful, but Master Danhe doesn't need it anymore."

"Not for her, only for you."