Qiu Fengying frowned slightly and said: "Very good? How good is it?" The female disciple hesitated for a moment and replied: "The saint seems to have a lot of affection for him." Qiu Fengying looked cold, then waved her hand and said: "I know.
Come on, please step back. Remember, don’t talk about this matter to anyone.” After the female disciple left, Qiu Fengying moved and galloped towards Leng Xuan’s location.
At this moment, Leng Xuan and Gui Gu Zhenren were surrounded by the disciples of Jiutian Holy Palace. The two sides refused to give in to each other and were at war with each other. Just when the disciples of Jiutian Holy Palace were about to take action, they heard Qiu Fengying's voice: "Stop." Leng Xuan looked at it.
Qiu Fengying looked at the approaching Qiu Fengying, bowed her hands and said: "I have met Palace Master Qiu." Qiu Fengying said with an unhappy expression: "Leng Xuan, what are you doing? Although I am impressed by you, it does not mean that you can ignore Jiutian Holy Palace.
The rules." Leng Xuan apologized: "Palace Master Qiu, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be disrespectful to the Nine Heavens Holy Palace. My purpose is very simple, I just want to see the saint." Qiu Fengying said coldly: "How can the saint be?
You can meet me if you want. Let alone you, even if the Palace Master of Lingyun Palace wants to meet him, he may not have the chance."
Leng Xuan said: "Palace Master Qiu, the saint was my friend when she was in the secular world. As long as you help me to convey that Leng Xuan is asking for a meeting, I think she will definitely agree." Qiu Fengying mocked slightly: "Friend?
I don’t remember the saint ever mentioning you as a friend.” Leng Xuan’s face changed slightly and he said, “Palace Master Qiu, what do you mean by this?”
"Don't you understand?" Qiu Fengying said lightly: "In the eyes of the saint, you have never existed. In other words, she will not know you at all."
"No, it's impossible. Are you lying?" Leng Xuan felt inexplicably sad, but he forced himself to calm down.
"Really?" Qiu Fengying pondered for a moment, then nodded softly and said: "Okay, since you are the champion of this rookie competition, I will give you a chance. But I want to explain in advance that if the saint doesn't know you,
You are not allowed to continue to pester me in the future." Leng Xuan did not speak. In fact, he no longer knew what to say.
At this time, Qiu Fengying turned to one of her disciples and said, "Go and ask the saint to come over." After a while, Ling Xuejiao, surrounded by more than a dozen disciples of the Nine Heavens Holy Palace, came to Qiu Fengying's side. Leng Xuan stepped forward and said,
He wanted to approach Ling Xuejiao, but was stopped by Xiuyu. "Don't be impudent in front of the saint." Leng Xuan frowned, but still resisted the impulse in his heart. He raised his eyes and looked at Ling Xuejiao's plain and watery face.
His face was aching, and his heart was aching. The two of them had not seen each other for many days, and now they suddenly met here, but the other party's reaction was so dull, which was beyond his expectation. Especially Ling Xuejiao's still eyes, as if
The person standing in front of her at this moment was just a stranger who didn't care.
Taking a deep breath, Leng Xuan forced himself to calm down and said, "Snow Eagle, do you know who I am?"
Ling Xuejiu seemed displeased that others called her Snow Eagle instead of Saint, but she still nodded and said calmly: "I know your name is Leng Xuan, the champion of this rookie competition. I heard that you
Do you have a problem with me?" Master Gui Gu on the side asked strangely: "Little girl, don't you know him?" Hearing this, a disciple of the Holy Palace frowned and scolded: "You are so presumptuous, how can I allow you to call me a random name by the name of a saint?