I became a scumbag in the global live broadcast

At that time, no one knew the relationship between Lian Qing and Xianyao, but now, looking at Lian Qing's appearance, it seems that she doesn't know the existence of this child, so can it prove that Xianyao gave birth to the child behind her back.

The cold light in front of them shot out from one side quickly, and when everyone reacted, they saw that the person who spoke had already fallen to the ground, dead.

"Xianyao Palace, you are deceiving people too much!"

"It was you who spoke rudely first!"

She tried her tongue out for a while, but she was killed.

All of a sudden, the people around here began to weigh their own weight, and some people ran away directly when they saw that something was wrong.

Compared with the tension downstairs, the upstairs is relatively harmonious.

The bosses sitting on the third floor never came out of the house, even the man who was sitting next door remained silent.

Xiao Lin carried the black wooden box up to the third floor, and when he stopped in front of the door, his footsteps stopped suddenly.

"Sir?"

Looking at the closed door, Xiao Lin felt his heart beating violently again, and the tension and fear were eating away at his heart bit by bit.

"Young master, we have come here, and we are not far behind."

"Who wants you to talk too much?"

Yanqing raised his hand and slapped himself, "Yes, Yanqing is the talkative, but Yanqing doesn't want you to regret it. Every time in the dead of night, Yanqing will see you sitting on the stone steps alone, holding this box."

"To shut up."

Xiao Lin is a thin-skinned person who likes to swallow everything in his stomach, but when he didn't know, all the things he did secretly were seen by others, and now he said it in front of him , only made Xiao Lin feel extremely ashamed.

With a blushing face quickly withdrawn, he raised his hand and was about to knock on the closed door.

Just as his fingers were about to touch the wooden door, the door opened in front of him, and what greeted his eyes was Qian Hongfeng's flamboyant and evil face.For some reason, he always felt that Qian Hongfeng seemed to have something on her mind, her whole face was very gloomy, and even the eyes that used to be shining like stars looked extraordinarily penetrating at this moment.

Xiao Lin swallowed all the words he wanted to speak.

"He's waiting for you in the house."

Xiao Lin swallowed a mouthful of saliva at his angry words, he raised his hand to push the door open, and squeezed into the room sideways.

Qian Hongfeng snorted lightly, and slammed the door shut.

The room was dim, and the light shining on Lian Qing who was sitting in front of the table looked even more noble.

"Fairy Master."

Yan Qing stepped forward first, and greeted him loudly.

Yan Luo picked up the pot of water in his hand and poured a cup of tea for each of them, "Let's all sit down."

Xiao Lin didn't know what this man was doing, he exchanged a glance with Yan Qing, and chose to sit down.

There was still an empty space beside Yan Luo, Yan Luo raised his eyes slightly, and saw Qian Hongfeng standing in the shadow.

"Feng'er, sit down."

Qian Hongfeng didn't even lift her eyelids, leaning against the cold wall behind her with her arms folded.

It seemed that such a cold feeling was able to wake him up and allow him to clearly understand his own heart.Not the warm embrace, nor the sweet words whispered in the ear.

What lingers in my mind is his cold embrace.

The tip of his nose seemed to be able to smell the light and cold fragrance of his body, like a cat's scratch, tickling his heart.A simple hug, this longing seems to have continued since the last life. In fact, he wants to hold the person in his arms and stop the person's chattering words with a kiss.

What the hell is he doing!

Frowning tightly, Qian Hongfeng opened her eyes abruptly.

In the shadows, the person standing in front of him is as quiet and beautiful as a jade statue.

He seemed to be frightened, and he took a step back suddenly, but behind him was a wooden table case with some odds and ends on it.Under Qian Hongfeng's fuss, the table case almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, she was able to hold the thing quickly with her eyesight and hands.

As soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, he saw a pair of slender white hands reaching out to help him straighten the table.

His gaze had been glued to Yan Luo's body ever since he appeared, and when he came back to his senses, he quickly withdrew it as if he had a guilty conscience.

"What do you think?"

"No... nothing."

"I don't want to know the answer, go and listen."

Yan Luo stopped talking, turned around and walked back to the seat.

After Yan Luo left, Qian Hongfeng dared to look at the other party again. For some reason, there was a voice in his heart telling him that he could choose to believe him this time.

Eyes darkened, Qian Hongfeng walked over.

[Yan Luo: How about it, are you here? 】

[88: You still worry about how this matter will work out, but I have to congratulate you first, happy to be a father. 】

[Yan Luo: Get lost. 】

"Can Moshanghua show me?"

Xiao Lin, on the other hand, fished the black wooden box towards him like he was protecting his cub.

"What do you want to do?"

While speaking, Xiao Lin suddenly noticed that there was a jade flute on the table, and that jade flute was placed by Yan Luo's hand, and under the light, the whole body was glowing.

"I can give you Moshang flowers, but I want to see your flute. How about exchanging one thing for another?"

Slender fingers slid over the body of the white jade flute, and the cool and refreshing feeling slowly passed from the fingertips to the perception, Yan Luo smiled, and pushed the jade flute directly in front of Xiao Lin, "I will give you the jade flute, and Moshanghua can give it to you." Is this seat already?"

As a fairy artifact, the Baiyudi is much more precious than Moshanghua. Besides, it is said that the Baiyudi has never left Yan Luo's hands. After it was released this time, even Qian Hongfeng didn't expect that Yanluo would never leave it. Without hesitation, he gave the jade flute to Xiao Lin.

"Give it."

Xiao Lin put the black wooden box in his hand on the table, imitating Yan Luo, raised his hand and pushed the box out.

The box slid on the table and finally stopped in front of Yan Luo.

The box looks so old that even the engravings on the box have become blurred, but the gemstones inlaid on one side of the box are still dazzling. Yan Luo turned the box in one direction and looked at it again.

Such a box is very common in the world of cultivating immortals, but it is a treasure among mortals.

"How long have you had this box?"

"I can't remember clearly, I know this thing has been in my hands since the moment I was born, about ten years?"

Yan Luo poured spiritual power into his fingertips, and white light instantly enveloped the entire wooden box.

Xiao Lin, who was holding the jade flute and looking at it, suddenly stood up when he saw it, and roared, "What are you doing again?"

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