I became a scumbag in the global live broadcast

"Lian Qing, what kind of method are you going to use to deceive me this time?"

Do you treat me well and let me fall into the trap you laid little by little, or do you plan to tear off that hypocritical face and directly take away the ghost blood in my body?

Lian Qing, you are still disgusting like this.

A gust of wind blew from nowhere, blowing the young man's hair and dancing his white clothes like a butterfly.

Looking at the eyes that hated him to the bone, gathered at Yan Luo, there was only one sigh that seemed helpless.

He took a step forward, thinking about the boy taking a step.

Qian Hongfeng wanted to take another step back, but she didn't know what to think of, and stood there without moving a bit.

"Feng'er, do you trust me?"

The crisp sound of falling jade beads rang in my ears, with a sense of bewitchment, as if I wanted to make people fall into it.Qian Hongfeng frowned, unmoved, he just looked at Yan Luo extremely coldly and said nothing.

Yan Luo didn't seem to need him to say anything, but stepped forward again and hugged the boy in his arms.

The warm embrace made the originally cool wind no longer cold.

The body held in his arms froze for a moment, as if frightened by this sudden move.

Yan Luo raised his hand and slowly patted the young man's back. The cool fragrance of flowers enveloped him completely. When his mind went blank, he heard his voice ringing in his ears.

"Feng'er, I only have you left in this world."

Desolate and helpless, he seemed extraordinarily fragile, and even his usually steady voice seemed to tremble a little at this moment.

This made Qian Hongfeng's already chaotic heart even more at a loss, he could only clenched his clothes tightly, tightly.

"Remember when you first came to Canghong Sword Sect?"

Yan Luo actually laughed out loud, "At that time, as a teacher, I thought, finally someone will accompany me on this cold sixth peak. He is still a child who dares not to listen to me and likes to make his own decisions. In this way You are so vivid, which made me feel that all this is too unreal, as if every midnight dream, one by one leave me. "

The arms holding him suddenly tightened, like a helpless child trying to draw warmth from him.

Qian Hongfeng still didn't speak, he sniffed the pleasant fragrance lightly, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Feng'er, everyone in this world can deceive, but I will not deceive you alone."

Are you still lying to him?

Why did he feel that this person would be so different this time?Make him feel, want to believe him, want to hug him?

"Where did the brat come from, dare to spread rumors here!"

"Is the ancestor of my Xianyao Palace someone you can corrupt?"

The two shouts from the audience instantly brought back Qian Hongfeng's thoughts. He pushed Yan Luo away, wanting to take a step back and run away.But at the moment when he turned around, his arms were grabbed by two hands.

"Don't you want to know the truth of the matter?"

"What is the truth?"

Yan Luo smiled, "Stay here."

Qian Hongfeng's eyes narrowed instantly.

Yan Luo let go of his arm indifferently, looked towards the chaotic place below, and saw the young man surrounded by people in the middle at a glance.

"Xiao Lin, are you really going to hand over Moshanghua in such a vague way?"

Xiao Lin, who was standing below, didn't say anything. Under the siege of the crowd, he tightly held the black wooden box in his hand.

Yan Luo was not in a hurry, his eyes slowly swept across the old Zhong who stood on the high platform and watched all this indifferently, "Do you think you can still get out of this Lingbao Pavilion even if you hand over Moshanghua today?" ?”

"What does the peak master mean by this?"

Yan Luo took out a jade flute as if juggling, twirled it in his hand, and then stopped, "Mr. Zhong knows exactly what I mean. Your Lingbao Pavilion has been around for many years. , why bother to embarrass a child?"

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand to hold the jade flute and pointed down, "And you, as monks of the righteous way, are bullying a child in the mortal world here. Would you be ashamed if you speak out?"

"you……"

Seeing a group of people wanting to get angry but not daring to get angry, Yan Luo felt refreshed all over. He smiled lowly and looked down at the jade flute in his hand, "You should all know that a hundred years ago, Xianyao and this seat had a good relationship. , since that's the case, how about leaving this matter to this seat?"

"Why..."

A dazzling white light passed by in front of his eyes, and the person who was making the sound fell to the ground.

For a while, the monks in Lingbao Pavilion didn't dare to make any moves.

"Just because, none of you here can beat this seat."

This kind of admiration is not a kind of flattery, but a kind of thing that permeates from the bones, which is natural.It's like when this person stands there, there will be a sense of coercion that makes people breathless.

The entire Lingbao Pavilion was as silent as a cicada, and without the oppression, Xiao Lin let out a long sigh of relief, and at the same time his whole body was a little precarious.

"Son."

Yan Qing got up from the ground, and supported Xiao Lin, "My lord, shall we go?"

Xiao Lin hugged the box tightly in his arms, looked up with a pair of eyes, and met the thick black eyes of the other party.

"Where to go, go up."

"Hey hey."

Yan Qing immediately responded, and finally a smile appeared on his face.

"Give it up, let it go."

A group of monks reluctantly made way for the two of them.

Yanqing crossed his arms, looked at them arrogantly, turned his head and shouted: "Nao, you are not very capable, you come here."

There were monks in the crowd who wanted to explode, but they were all held back by their companions.

"Too much nonsense, don't go up yet!"

Xiao Lin slapped Yan Qing on the head, and walked up the stairs on one side first.

Looking at the backs of the two people leaving, not only Xianyao Palace, but also people from other major sects felt dissatisfied.

"Just let them go?"

"What can I do if I don't leave? Can Lian Qing beat him?"

"Then what happened to Moshanghua? Xianyao really had a child before she died?"

"Then isn't this child Lian Qing's?"

Xianyao Palace has no fewer disciples who come to Lingbao Pavilion this time. As the former leader of the immortal way, Xianyao Palace can't bear it no matter what.

Immediately, the disciple leading the team from Xianyao Palace pulled out the long sword in his hand, smoothed it white, and pointed the sword point directly at the man's throat.

"What did you say again? You might as well say it again."

"The former master of your Xianyao Palace actually gave birth to a child behind Lian Qing's back, hahahahahahahahaha."

The author has something to say: Congratulations to Yan Luoxi on becoming a father, hhhhh

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