闪乐

"Hahaha, Xiao Qingluo is still so refreshing."

Luo Zhan realized in an instant that what she meant implied that she had also participated in the auction in Loulan City and knew the value of ancient jade.

Thinking of the tacit understanding of cooperation for many years, he couldn't help feeling refreshed and laughing loudly.

*

Before Luo Zhan left, he readily agreed to help with the letter, took the note, put it away properly, and left.

The handsome young man didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, but when he was leaving, he looked at the slender little girl, the corners of his thin lips curved into a perfect arc.

The two brothers of the Lin family were very vigilant and looked at him with unkind eyes.

For some reason, Lin Jinlong felt a strange feeling.

I always feel that this plainly dressed boy is more attractive than his master, and he can't hide his grandeur.

Lin Qingluo understood, pretended not to know, and sent off the two honored guests with a smile.

Lin Jinlong and Lin Jinpeng took their younger sister's place and sent them out of the house. They watched them leave on horseback before turning back.

*

Zui Lan Fang.

The most famous place for fireworks in Jinling City, the girls in the workshop have faces like blooming lotuses, skin like firm fat, gazing eyes and white teeth, smiling sweetly.

Here, people dress gorgeously and dream about life and death.

At any time, there are stories of still water flowing deep, vicissitudes and songs, three lives of ups and downs, and stories of joys and sorrows.

Here, listen to the broken strings, break the three thousand entanglements, fall into the flowers, and drown in the wind, the flowers are like pity, and fall on whose fingertips.

Luo Zhan left Ye Mansion and went directly to Zui Lan Fang, and entered the top luxury box, the singing and dancing stopped suddenly, and the master of Fengyue Pavilion put his hand on his cheek and looked at him with a half-smile.

"Xiao Qingluo's letter to the Pavilion Master."

Without dodging or evading, Luo Zhan waved his hand to signal the singer to step back, put the letter on the coffee table, and sat directly opposite her.

"Hi."

The master of Fengyue Pavilion looked at the note for a few seconds, and sighed faintly.

"Why is the pavilion master sighing?"

A play flashed in Luo Zhan's eyes, and he asked knowingly: "Could it be that Xiao Qingluo still can't let go of worshiping the ancestor of Kunlun as his teacher?"

"This pavilion master met her first, but there is no chance for her."

The master of the Fengyue Pavilion caressed his heart, pretending to be sad and tactful, and smiled sadly: "Little Qingluo, it is bound to become an eternal pain in the heart of the pavilion master."

"hehe."

Luo Zhan was amused, and the banter in his eyes was even worse, and he laughed out of style.

"The Promise Palace is full of talents. The top ten talents in the Qianlong list, six to seven out of ten are from the Promise Palace. No matter how small, there are not many people, and there is no one less than her. There is no need for the pavilion master to care so much, right?"

"Xiao Qingluo is no better than others."

The master of Fengyue Pavilion felt sad: "Her potential is high, not only because of her strong combat power, but also because of her great luck."

"Her luck is amazing. She is in a life-and-death crisis, and she can be helped by an expert to save the day."

"That's true."

Luo Zhan's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he felt the same: "She has been called a lucky doll since she was a child, and she is called a lucky fairy when she grows up. She can bring good luck to people wherever she goes, and make people around her feel happy." Follow her to shine."

"It's a pity, it's a pity, it's all the children who don't open their eyes."

The more Fengyue Pavilion Master listened, the more annoyed he became, and he couldn't help feeling angry: "If they hadn't acted recklessly and offended Xiao Qingluo, this Pavilion Master would not have been rejected face to face."

－－－－－Off Topic－－－－－

Thank you, little fairies, for the monthly pass for Qiao wAn.

(?￣▽￣)?

(https://)

Please remember the first domain name of this book: . Mobile version reading website: