Another reason is naturally because she was once the close girl of Yan Qingrui, the princess of Qinghe.

Now, two or three months have passed since the death of "Yan Qingrui". Logically, no one should remember this outdated princess. Those who can pay attention to jade are nothing more than two people, one is Shangguan Qianyu, and the other must be the white lotus Xia Zirou.

After so long she came to Guzhou, she almost forgot about this white lotus.

Well, it seems that she has to go back to Beijing, too.

However, the team following behind seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, and it seemed that it was time for her to relax her muscles and bones.

When Yan Qingrui remembered what happened yesterday, she was really amused and crying.

Not long after she left the four great worship yesterday, Monk Xuyun chased after her.

When she saw the head that was evident, she knew that the monk looked unfair and was actually unfathomable. However, for the time being, the monk had no malicious intentions towards her. She was too lazy to care about whether the monk was deep or shallow.

Seeing Yan Qingrui sitting leisurely on the top of a high roof and blowing the wind, Xuyun touched her bald head and complained: "It's obviously your business, but the monk has to chase you through a lot of hardships, and you can't be more relaxed? I'm so tired!"

Yan Qingrui was speechless. The bald donkey called himself a demon god, sometimes called himself a monk, sometimes called himself a poor monk, sometimes called himself a deity, and sometimes called himself a deity. I wonder if he was tired.

Seeing her indifferent look, Xuyun couldn't help but feel unbearable and said, "You really don't want to know what the affectionate eye means?"

Yan Qingrui felt chills and said angrily: "What kind of affectionate eyes? Do you like to talk or not!"

Xuyun was not surprised by her attitude. She sat down next to her and said with a smile: "You don't know. I racked my brains and thought for a long time these days, but I had no idea. It was not until yesterday when you were in a life or death, and I looked at Xuanyue Jian affectionately, and I suddenly realized and remembered this matter."

Yan Qingrui glanced at him. She just glanced at Xuan Yuejian helplessly. Isn't it worth mentioning that there is deep affection or something?

When Xuyun said this, she seemed to remember something, and she was a little embarrassed and said, "Let me tell you a story!"

Yan Qingrui nodded without comment.

Xu Yun scratched his bald head, as if thinking about how to speak. He paused for a moment before saying, "Five hundred years ago, there was a man with great martial arts skills, handsome, handsome, elegant appearance, elegant demeanor, and handsome... The best man in the world's sword-making skills was named Chu Changyang!"

Yan Qingrui: "..."

This monk is really enough. She hasn't seen a few people who have been praising her so hard that they will not blush at all.

Xu Yun praised himself with a bunch of praise, and finally began to talk about the main topic: "Although Chu Changyang has friends all over the world, there are also several powerful enemies. That day, he was seriously injured and poisoned. The enemies caught up with him. Seeing that Chu Changyang was about to die, a sword light suddenly fell from the sky. Someone killed the person who was chasing him and rescued him. The man's name was Ling Tianyu."

Yan Qingrui listened indifferently. He felt that the monk not only had no formality, but also talked a lot. After talking for a long time, it seemed that he had no relationship with the affectionate eye.

Xu Yun continued: "Ling Tianyu is also a handsome dragon among all the worlds. He has great martial arts skills and chivalrous hearts. Chu Changyang and Ling Tianyu have similar personalities, so they became sworn brothers. The matter was born after they sworn brothers."
Chapter completed!