The cute sword breaks the sky!

Master Xuanlu couldn't help frowning when he thought of Wen Moyuan's crazy appearance before.

Wouldn't it be really exciting to become a lunatic?

"Disciple, do you know how many are praised by the master?" Master Xuan Lu deliberately raised his fingers to ask Honglian to count.

But Honglian just rolled her eyes, and looked at Master Xuanlu contemptuously, "Do you think I'm an idiot? Of course it's three!"

"Very good, so you haven't been stimulated into a lunatic yet." The real Xuanlu let out a sigh of relief.

However, seeing Xuanlu Daoist breathed a sigh of relief, Hong Lian was upset.

The master is too dishonest!

Specially divert the topic!

It's so disgusting!

However, no matter what, he is also a master.

He still has to honor his master.

Although, he always said that the master was annoying.

However, at the bottom of his heart, he was thinking that after he became stronger in the future, he must not leave this master.

On the surface, this master looked calm and breezy, but secretly hid in the corner many times, silently mourning his poor and sad life alone under the quilt.

Although, Hong Lian always felt a subtle embarrassment every time she broke the master's little secret inadvertently.

However, when he got used to the fact that Master always loves to be alone when he is sad, Honglian couldn't help but wanted to accompany Master.

The master usually looks like he doesn't care about anything, but in fact the master cares more than anyone else.

It's just that he didn't say it, he was bored in his heart, and his face was cold.

The master is really boring!

Thinking like this, Hong Lian just twitched her lips, then, looking at the master, said slowly: "Master, this apprentice will not leave you, don't worry."

"What are you talking about?" Master Xuanlu couldn't understand what Honglian's little head was thinking at all.

"..." Forget it, master, this disciple already knows that he shouldn't try to comfort you.

Guren clutched her internally injured chest and silently backed away.

He didn't want to talk to the master anymore.

But the master just looked innocent, "Disciple, what's wrong with you? Did you get hurt there? I'll rub it for you, Master."

Seeing this, Hong Lian just jumped back, and then, next to Jian Jian, she stopped talking to this bad uncle.

Seeing Honglian abandoning herself without hesitation and choosing the sword, Master Xuan Lu was stunned for a moment, then lowered his eyelashes slightly to hide the sadness in his eyes.

Sure enough, these days, even disciples are unreliable?

Honglian didn't pay attention to what Master Xuanlu was thinking, he just yelled: "Jianjian!"

As soon as Jianjian heard this, he immediately responded to Honglian,

"red lotus!"

Honglian threw herself into Jianjian's arms in an instant, feeling Jianjian's warm body temperature, and then slightly closed her eyes, feeling comfortable.

But seeing Honglian's soft appearance, Jianjian felt that his bones were about to be crisped.

How can red lotus be so cute?

So people want to hug it?

Jianjian hugged Honglian tightly, and slowly closed his eyes.

After a long time, the cool breeze blew over the handsome young man's face, which already had resolute and upright lines.

He opened his eyes slightly, only revealing those deep and full of charm like an old well. He lowered his head and gazed tenderly at Honglian, lifted her hair, and said with a low smile:

"Honglian, don't be sad, Jianjian will help you."