The cute sword breaks the sky!

"What's the matter? Master, why do you look restless?"

Honglian blinked her big eyes, her round paws resting on her chin, looking suspicious.

Why does this master look like a ghost?

If people don't know, they will definitely think that the master is possessed by a ghost.

Honglian, who was thinking like this, couldn't help but stepped forward and poked the master's back, and said slowly:

"Master, the head of the sect is by your side. If you look like a ghost, people will think that you have been taken away."

"You ugly disciple, how can you comment on how you are a teacher?" Master Xuan Lu frowned and looked at Honglian instantly, with a look of displeasure.

However, Guren just puffed up her round face and complained dissatisfiedly:

"Master, your words seem to be saying that if you are a disciple for a day, you will be a slave for life."

"...On your virtue, are you still a slave?"

"So, master, why do you have a sad face?" Hong Lian tilted her head, and he looked at the master with innocent and innocent eyes, and then he jumped forward and said coquettishly: "Master, Tell me, what are you thinking about?

"...I won't talk nonsense with you anymore, you know nothing but nonsense."

"There."

"Noisy."

"... Sad." Hong Lian, who had received the fatal blow, rolled back into Jian Jian's arms wiltingly, begging for comfort.

"Jianjian, am I really chatty? Why does the master have such an expression?"

But what Hong Lian didn't realize was that when he returned to the arms of this handsome young man, the handsome young man slightly curled his lips, showing a faint smile, and his eyes were full of joy.

"Hong Lian, don't worry, the master probably has too many chores to deal with, so I hope we can walk aside and stand on the side, so as not to hinder the master." I saw this handsome young man who looked like a young man stroking Hong Lian's head, he Staring at Honglian affectionately, there is warmth in his eyes.

"Oh, is that so?" Hong Lian propped her chin in thought for two seconds, then tapped her palms, puffed her face, looked up at Jian Jian, nodded and said: "You're right! It should be like this! Otherwise If so, why is the master so angry? It must be because of too many things!"

The real Xuanlu, who was watching them sticking to each other, only twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, but soon, he returned to normal.

He flicked his sleeves slightly, arranged his robe, and then, with a serious expression on his face, he raised his head to look at the demon king Wen Moyuan in the distance, frowned and said coldly:

"I didn't expect that I could see someone here today using such a long-lost secret technique!"

"Secret technique?" Hearing this, Guren was the first to ask questions, not others.

Hong Lian looked at Master Xuan Lu with a puzzled face, her eyes were full of bewilderment.

Why does the master look like he knows everything, but why doesn't he know anything?

Honglian, who was thinking like this, felt that she seemed to be useless, and instantly lost her mind and became dejected.

However, the gentleman Pianpian, who is as beautiful as a crown jade, just hugged Honglian, curled his lips slightly, and said with a low smile:

"Honglian, don't be sad, there is a sword, and the sword will protect you."

Will always protect you.

But Honglian who heard the words was still listless, he just felt that he seemed useless.

But Xuanlu Zhenren in the distance didn't know what happened between them. He was just a fairy, and he stepped forward lightly. With a pair of cold and cruel eyes, he looked at this person coldly. Wen Moyuan spit out cold words,

"It's really unexpected that you use such a secret technique."