I became a scumbag in the global live broadcast

Due to the previous changes, Linshui City, which was originally bustling, is actually a little lonely at this time. Although the shops are open, there are only scattered people scattered on the long street.The cold wind brought a puff of water vapor up from the ground, blowing the bright red robe into gusts of wind.

His master was on his side from the beginning to the end, with such a firm tone, Qian Hongfeng's expression was in a trance for a moment.

"From today onwards, you are my disciple, Lian Qing."

"Feng'er, how much I trust you, you actually went to steal the blood jade."

"Qian Hongfeng, you are wrong, I, Lian Qing, only care about the power of blood in your body from the beginning to the end."

The steps under her feet stopped suddenly, Qian Hongfeng put her hand on her head and shook it.

"Do you want candied haws? I'll buy them for you every day."

"Take this thing, you are my disciple of Lian Qing. Be good, call Master to listen."

"Let's go, follow the teacher home."

The memory of the two lifetimes made his mind chaotic. He looked up at the white-clothed fairy walking in front, and the surging blood in his heart gradually suppressed.

"Master."

He panted and raised his head to call out.

The noise on the street prevented Yan Luo from noticing something strange about Qian Hongfeng in the first place.

Hearing the shout from the man behind him, he slowly turned his head and looked at the boy behind him.

The young man's face was a little pale, and dense sweat was overflowing from his forehead. Yan Luo frowned slightly, watching him straighten up bit by bit.

Qian Hongfeng smiled at him, under the sun, the young man's face was as warm as a newborn sun.

"Feng'er?"

"Master, what happened to the golden core just now..."

"Breakthrough by force is detrimental to oneself."

The sweat on her body hadn't dissipated yet, Qian Hongfeng panted slightly, and walked towards Yan Luo, "So Master took out his spiritual power to disperse Jieyun?"

"It's getting late, it's time to go."

Saying that, Yan Luo turned around and continued walking forward.

"Don't go."

The arm was grabbed by Qian Hongfeng, and while Yan Luo's footsteps stopped, his eyes slowly moved down, looking at the palm that was holding his arm tightly.

The boy's palm was warm, and Yan Luo's whole heart was scorching hot.

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Holding his arm, the young man slowly walked to his side, took his hand, and put his fingertips on his wrist.

"Master, stop wasting your spiritual energy on me."

This sound was very soft, like a whisper whispered in the ear.

Yan Luo's heart skipped a beat, and he pulled his wrist out of his palm.

But Qian Hongfeng didn't stop him. He looked at Yan Luo who took a step back slightly, and the expression on his face gradually became complicated.

He was afraid, he was afraid that after rebirth, this person would make him lose his way and fall into the trap he carefully laid out for him again.

Please, stop being nice to me.

If this kind of eyes is changed by another person, they may not be able to understand the complex colors in the eyes, but Luo is different. He is the designer and creator of the game. I understood all his complexities.

No matter how scared he is, why isn't Yan Luo not afraid?

The executioner who pushed the young man in front of him to the cliff step by step was he, wasn't he?

After learning that Qian Hongfeng was also reborn, Yan Luo's heart was filled with guilt or something else, and he was a little afraid to look at him at this moment.

He turned his eyes away and sighed.

"You are my apprentice. If the teacher is not good to you, who will he be good to? Is it possible to watch you bewitched in front of the teacher? In that case, the teacher will hate himself."

"why?"

After meeting again, this was the third why Qian Hongfeng asked.

There was a trace of seriousness and anticipation on the young man's face, Yan Luo turned his attention back to him, and held the young man's hand again.

"No reason, from the moment you worship me as your teacher, this is your responsibility."

Is it just responsibility?

"If I don't..."

"Why are there so many? If you keep asking, it's getting dark."

"..."

Looking sideways at a pair of hands pulling him to continue walking, the depression in Qian Hongfeng's heart seemed to suddenly clear up in an instant.

Even the corners of the mouth that suppressed the smile were expanding little by little.

"Master."

"doing what?"

"Master."

"Ok?"

"Master, I just wanted to call you."

It is my greatest regret that I was not able to call you Master again in my last life until the end.

Is it only when I do better that you will continue to spoil and love me like this?

"Go back and close the door, let you scream enough."

"..."

"Feng'er, why is your face so red?"

Qian Hongfeng didn't know what came to her mind, she hurriedly coughed lightly, hiding her embarrassment, "Master, you haven't told me why we followed Xiao Lin into the city? yes."

Yan Luo stared at the road ahead, and said slowly, "I'm fine as a teacher, something is about to be born in Linshui City."

"thing?"

"Let's go."

Pedestrians hurried by, and two monks brushed past Qian Hongfeng.

"Have you heard? It's Moshang Hua."

"Moshang Hua? What is that?"

"Moshanghua doesn't even know? That thing is..."

As the figures of the two people gradually receded, their voices gradually became indistinct.

In their previous life, after they left Yao Town, they returned to the sect. They did not meet Xiao Lin, nor did they come to Linshui City.But Qian Hongfeng knew the Moshang Hua they were talking about.Because it was this thing that caused such a thing to happen to the envoy from the Immortal Realm five years later.

Things that happened five years later appeared so long in advance. Could it be that all of this can really have a different situation from the previous life?

Is the appearance of Moshanghua good or bad?

The two came to an attic with their own thoughts.

The two-storey attic in front of it looked dilapidated, and looked like a deserted house from a distance, unremarkable at all.This street is the most affluent street in Linshui City. The buildings on both sides of the long street are not resplendent but exquisitely decorated.Logically speaking, such a dilapidated attic would be particularly abrupt.But when passers-by pass by this attic, they don't even look at it, as if they can't see this place at all.

Across the road, Yan Luo, who was standing opposite, pulled Qian Hongfeng to stop in front of the entire attic.

The steps in front of the attic were covered with dust, and the flying dust seemed to be able to stain Yan Luo's spotless white robe.For a person like Lian Qing who has a serious obsession with cleanliness, this is a taboo for him.

"Master, there is no one here."

Yan Luo shook his head at Yan Luo, and stepped up the steps first.

"Come."

The slender white fingers clenched the mottled copper ring on the door and pulled it outward.

There was only a 'creak' sound, and the door slowly opened in front of the two of them with a heavy feeling that had been sealed for a long time.

"Feng'er, come."

It was very dark inside the attic, but it didn't seem to be as dusty as imagined.

The door slowly closed after the two walked in, Qian Hongfeng turned around and was about to open it, but it was still a step too late.

As the door slammed shut in front of your eyes, the lights came on in an instant.

The mottled door in front of him disappeared, replaced by a very tall vermilion door. The red paint of the door was brand new, and even the walls were clean.

The tip of his nose seemed to smell a nice scent of incense, his feet were soft, and when he lowered his head to look, he saw that a red carpet had been laid on the ground where his feet were just stepping on bluestone slabs.

He followed the red carpet and turned around slowly.

The dazzling glazed light above his head was dazzling, and he raised his sleeve to cover it.

"Feng'er, follow up."

When he took off his sleeves, his eyes adjusted to the bright surroundings.He fixed his eyes to look, and what he heard was a noisy human body instead.

What came into view was a ring-shaped three-story attic. There was a huge open space in the center of the attic. On the huge glazed palace lantern, tassels hung down. Under the reflection of the light, it reflected a bright and dazzling light.

There is a high platform about two feet high in the central open space, and a huge carpet with lotus flowers printed on it is spread on the high platform.

And under the high platform or above the attic, there was a lot of voices, and all the people walking were monks walking with swords in their hands.

Qian Hongfeng was dazzled by the strange and brilliant scene, and seeing Yan Luoyuan's back, he hurriedly followed.

"Peak Lord."

"Peak Lord."

Yan Luo walked forward with his hands behind his back, and whenever he met a monk along the way, he would stop and bow to Yan Luo.

The two of them didn't have to walk for a long time, when they saw the escorting servant walking up to them quickly.

This young man is very short, just reaching the knees of an ordinary person, with a strange face, deformed, it seems that the original appearance can hardly be seen, it looks like a human and a demon.

"The peak master is here, and the Lingbao Pavilion is really full of splendor."

The voice was rough, with a sense of seeing the vicissitudes of the world. After the voice, Qian Hongfeng's thumb was pressed on the hilt of the sword in his hand.

This person is not simple.

Yan Luo raised his hand to hold the hand he wanted to move, lowered his eyebrows slightly, "Lead the way."

The man smiled at Yan Luo, and when he turned around, a pair of eagle-like eyes glided across Qian Hongfeng's body.

"Peak Master, please."

"It's work."

"Still the old rules?"

"Ah."

Yan Luo took a step forward and wanted to go forward, but was grabbed by Qian Hongfeng, "Master, it's dangerous."

Yan Luo raised his hand and patted Qian Hongfeng's hand, lowered his voice and whispered: "This is Lingbao Pavilion, nothing happened."

Lingbao Pavilion?The place that claims to be the number one treasure in the world of cultivating immortals?

After getting Yan Luo's response, Qian Hongfeng finally let go of her hand slowly.

"Don't worry, there are only a handful of people in this world who can hurt a teacher. If something happens, there will be me, trust me."

The author has something to say: Happy weekend, see you tomorrow.