Yan Yan was talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was very lively.
Wan Ling'er wanted to make good friends with Ou Peng and others so that they could help her in the future, so she deliberately catered to them and tried not to offend anyone.
Not only Ou Peng, Lu De, and Young Master Aobai, but also other people in the hall seemed to admire Wan Ling'er very much, surrounding her like stars over the moon.
Wan Ling'er felt that she had vaguely returned to the days when she was a member of the Heavenly Witch Sect.
At that time, the disciples and elders in the sect also regarded this young master as a treasure with astonishing talents.
Wan Ling'er enjoys this feeling very much.
But just now.
A cold and indifferent voice suddenly reached her ears.
"Wan Ling'er! You haven't woken up yet!"
This sound is very soft, but to Wan Ling'er's ears, it is like morning bells and evening drums, filled with a mysterious and enlightening Zen rhythm.
Wan Ling'er suddenly felt excited, and her mind became inexplicably clear.
She instinctively looked in the direction of the sound.
In front of my eyes, it seemed as if a layer of fog had been lifted.
She saw a handsome man sitting silently behind a table, his eyes slightly closed, his expression arrogant and cold, as if he was beyond everything.
"Su Yun!"
Wan Ling'er immediately thought of it.
He clearly came into this restaurant with Su Yun!
But I had strangely forgotten this before.
"No, my spiritual sense was deceived just now." Wan Ling'er thought in her heart, but when her eyes saw a figure sitting next to Su Yun, her whole body felt like it was struck by lightning.
I saw a woman wearing a gorgeous red dress sitting on the seat next to Su Yun. She was as beautiful as a peach blossom, and it was herself!
But to be more precise, it was her physical body.
Seeing this scene, Wan Ling'er's face turned pale instantly, and she immediately knew that her current state was due to her soul being separated from her body, leaving only a flesh shell in place.
If it weren't for the sound like morning bells and evening drums, she might still be unaware of it.
Wan Ling'er couldn't think of anything else at this moment, she was about to go back and rush into the body.
"Ling'er, where are you going?"
Suddenly, a slender white palm pressed on her shoulder.
Young Master Aobai smiled and held a glass of wine, handed it to Wan Ling'er, and said, "Didn't you say you wanted to toast me with another drink just now? Why didn't you drink it?"
Wan Ling'er shook her head repeatedly and struggled hard, but Master Aobai's hand on her shoulder was as heavy as a mountain, and she couldn't break away at all.
At this time, Ou Peng, who was next to him, also handed over a glass of wine and said with a smile: "My dear disciple, you haven't toasted your apprenticeship yet, come and have a drink."
"Drink my drink."
"No, she should have a drink from me."
"..."
The people around her handed their wine glasses to her one after another, as if they wanted to drown her.
"well......"
At this time, a slight sigh sounded.
Su Yun, who was sitting with his eyes closed, finally opened his eyes.
At the same time that he opened his eyes, Master Aobai and others suddenly felt something and looked towards where Su Yun was.
It seemed that when Su Yun closed his eyes just now, Su Yun didn't look at them, so they couldn't see Su Yun either.
But now Su Yun opened his eyes and looked at them, and they also saw Su Yun.