Quick travel: Qing Leng host is forced to have sex with crazy criticizing wall-dong

Ran Wanyue described Hailan's recent abnormal behavior one by one.

The naughty little junior brother has become more sensible. He obviously hates someone taking away his master's attention. Now every time he sees Shuang Yu, he will respectfully call him "Master's wife".

"What happened in the prison last time? Junior Brother's temperament changed drastically. Could it be related to the ghost cultivator?"

She said with a solemn expression.

"Maybe he had an epiphany after experiencing life and death?"

Lu Zhenye shook his head to appease.

He felt that this possibility was unlikely. After all, if the ghost cultivator did something to his junior brother, it would be impossible for the master and others not to notice it.

"I always feel that things are not that simple..."

Ran Wanyue shook her head, determined.

"Don't worry too much. Master's wedding is coming soon, so we won't talk about anything until this time. By the way, the guests have almost arrived, right?"

After the wedding date was announced, distinguished guests from various sects arrived one after another at Qingyan Sect.

Even if Lu Zhenye stayed at home, he could feel that the atmosphere in the sect was very lively.

"Only the distinguished guests from the three sects of Wanfo Temple, Xuanwu Sect and Shuiyue Sect have not arrived yet. Don't stay in the house all day. When you have time, go out for a walk and help your brothers. There is too much time. Come on, everyone is busy."

Ran Wanyue sighed and stood up to leave.

Lu Zhenye nodded in agreement.

At this moment, he didn't know that this conversation would be the last time he and his senior sister met.

After Ran Wanyue said goodbye to Lu Zhenye, she still couldn't let go of Hai Lan.

It was not easy to tell outsiders about this matter. After careful consideration, she thought it would be best to discuss it with her master.

I don’t know if Master has fallen asleep or not...

It was already very late, but she couldn't wait until tomorrow, so she went to Qingyue Pavilion where Qilian was staying overnight.

Ran Wanyue knocked on the door for a long time, but there was no answer. Worried about something happening, she hurriedly opened the door and entered.

"Master?"

The lights in the study were on, but Qilian was nowhere to be seen.

What does it smell like? It stinks?

The pungent smell made her cover her nose quickly.

'Click -' a sound.

Qi Lian walked out of the darkroom.

Seeing his eldest disciple, he froze for a moment, then asked with a smile without leaving any trace: "Wanyue, why are you here?"

Ran Wanyue's eyes were full of doubts, and she frequently looked at the unsecured secret room behind him.

It’s strange, why didn’t she know when Master built the secret room?

"Master, what are you doing?"

Ran Wanyue asked curiously.

"Master is trying to make alchemy... You also know that Ayu has lost his inner elixir and needs spiritual energy to support his human form. I trouble your second junior brother every time. I feel guilty. I planned to try it myself, but it failed..."

Qilian smiled awkwardly and touched his nose.

"Pfft, there are specialties in the arts. At this juncture, Master, please stop messing around. Just keep your spirits up and wait until you become the groom's official."

Ran Wanyue, who had no doubt that he was there, laughed out loud and teased.

"Why did you come to see me so late at night?"

Qi Lian smiled and changed the subject.

The latter's expression suddenly became solemn and he replied seriously: "Master, I suspect that the little junior brother was manipulated by the ghost cultivator. There is something wrong with him..."

"Wanyue, you are worrying too much. I have checked with my teacher and there is nothing wrong with his body."

Qilian's smile was a little cold.

"No, the Hailan I know is definitely not like this. He must have been manipulated in some way. Master, you believe me, I know Hailan has an unpleasant temperament. It's all my fault. I didn't teach him well... …”

Ran Wanyue was a little anxious, so she stepped forward and grabbed the other person's hand to beg for mercy.

Just when he touched Qilian's hand, a shrill scream could be heard from the secret room.

what sound?

Her pupils were wide open and she looked into the dark room in surprise.

Qilian's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

Slender hands covered Ran Wanyue's slender neck.

"Master?!"

"You know too much... Wanyue, Wanyue, I wanted to keep you for a few more days... Why do you want to meddle in other people's business?"

Qilian seemed to be a completely different person, his voice was as gentle as ever, but the smile at the corner of his mouth was extremely evil.

Ran Wanyue seemed to have glimpsed the truth.

pity.

The truth is destined to be hidden.

As the sky turned gray and bright, 'Ran Wanyue' slowly walked out of Qilian's study.

The passing disciples greeted her, but she did not come forward to chat with her usual enthusiasm. Instead, she lowered her head, nodded indifferently, and walked straight forward.

"It seems that this master's knot ceremony has exhausted senior sister..."

"One month of preparation time is indeed too hasty. Fortunately, we have many people in our sect, otherwise we really wouldn't be able to handle it."

"Stop talking nonsense and get to work quickly. If you're late, you'll get scolded again."

……

The group of people laughed and continued busy.

noon.

The disciples reported that distinguished guests from Wanfo Temple, Xuanwu Sect, and Shuiyue Sect had arrived.

The leader, Qilian and his entourage went out to greet him warmly.

After some compliments, Qi Lian glanced at Baichen, who had a pale expression, and teased with a smile: "It seems that Mr. Fo is indeed very popular with the host Huiyuan."

He was getting married, and the people from the sect who came to celebrate were all elders at least.

Only outstanding juniors or juniors who are well-liked by the elders can bring great insights.

The Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect only brought one junior, Baichen, which is enough to show his status in the temple.

The word "Buddha" attracted the attention of the other two sects.

Everyone's eyes fell on Baochen, who was wearing a bamboo hat.

"Amitabha, Baichen is responsible for the ghost cultivation. Now that something went wrong, he feels guilty, so he came with me to see if there is anything he can do to help."

Huiyuan replied.

"Master Huiyuan is so lucky. Your disciple is only 20 years old, and his cultivation level is even beyond my comprehension. He is really a formidable young man!"

People started to praise him.

But the jealousy and inquiry in his eyes were undisguised.

There are two situations where you cannot see through your cultivation.

One is that the other party hides it.

Another way is that the other party's cultivation level is too much higher than your own.

But Bichen obviously belongs to the second type.

Except for Qi Lian and Hui Yuan, everyone present was in the late Nascent Soul stage, and the others were only at the level of Jin Dan cultivation.

They couldn't see through Bichen's cultivation, which meant that he was at least in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

In the lower cultivation world where resources are scarce, one can reach the middle stage of Nascent Soul in just twenty years. This speed of cultivation can be called a genius even in the upper cultivation world where resources are abundant!

How could they not be jealous.

"Amitabha, Master, you elders are just chatting, so I won't participate. I'm tired from the journey and I want to rest for a while."

Baichen put his hands together and bowed to everyone.

"Wanyue, take Master Baochen to rest. Since he is a familiar guest, let's take him to Lianhua Pavilion where he stayed last time."

Qi Lian gave Ran Wanyue instructions with a half-smile.

"Yes, Master, Master Banchen, please come with me."

The serious Ran Wanyue made a respectful gesture of invitation.

Bichen was keenly aware that Ran Wanyue's temperament had changed somewhat.

but……

What does this have to do with him?

Without asking or getting close, Baochen followed Ran Wanyue to Lianhua Pavilion indifferently.