The tone is beautiful and cold, as if it is a hint of coldness.

The fairy master in white clothes and ink hair appeared behind him at some point, silently.

Fenghua immediately shut up his mouth.

I didn't say anything.

Yun Zheng's eyes were deep and his tone became cold: "Feng Liu."

Feng Liu's face showed a bitter look, then he turned his stiff neck, looked at his master, and tried to get away with it, saying, "Master, you have definitely heard it wrong. The disciple didn't say anything about brothels, did you say it, senior sister?"

Feng Liu winked at Fenghua.

However, by the colorful peach blossom eyes, it seems like... the eyes convey the emotions.

Under Yun Zheng's white sleeves, his simple and delicate hands tightened slightly and asked, "Oh, is that right?"

Feng Liutian really thought that his master believed it, so he nodded and nodded: "Yes, yes, yes, if you don't believe it, please ask the senior sister."

Fenghua is speechless.

Hello, I didn't say I wanted to help you fulfill your lie. Are you too wishful thinking?

Yun Zheng said coldly: "Then you dare to make a vow of the inner demon, saying that you didn't say you were going to the brothel just now?"

“…”

hiss.

Feng Liu took a breath of cold air.

Master, don’t be so cruel, right?!

The miserable Feng Liu got into trouble with his master again, and he got out of shame.

Yun Zheng withdrew his gaze lightly, turned to Fenghua, and said, "Far away from Feng Liu in the future."

Fenghua blinked, his eyes flashing, "Master, why should you stay away from him? I think... he is pretty good."

Good?

Yun Zheng's picturesque eyebrows frowned slightly, his bright red lips pursed, and suddenly asked, "Do you like him?"

A word seemed to blurt out.

Fenghua was stunned.

who?

Is it a seal?

She looked at Yun Zheng, who looked at her, as if she wanted to get an accurate answer from her.

Fenghua's eyes were dim.

...Jealed?

The red lips gently pulled, curling a trace of curve, and it was fleeting.

She spoke, deliberately praising Feng Liu in front of Yun Zheng, saying whatever the words are good.

"Feng Liu has a humorous and witty personality, and is also pretty. He is called the most beautiful man in the world of immortal cultivation by the female disciples of Qingyun Sect..."

Every time Feng Hua praises Feng Liu, the breath of Yun Zheng sinks a little.

In the distance, Feng Liu, who had just left Qingyun Peak, had an inexplicable coldness on the back of his head.

Has murderous intent.

Who is it? Who is it? Who is it?

"... Of course I like such a person." Fenghua said.

For some reason, when he heard her say that he liked Feng Liu, his heart seemed a little...unbearable.

Even though my heart was full of twists and turns, Yun Zheng's expression was not obvious at all, and he was still calm and unstoppable, revealing a cold and noble smell.

The beauty stops when it reaches the point and stops when it is better. You cannot go too far, otherwise it will be counterproductive.

So, she suddenly changed her mind, raised the corners of her lips, and said softly: "But, my favorite person is naturally still Master."

“…”

What is this called?

A turn around?

Or is it the darkness of the willows?

Yun Zheng's long-silent heart was easily disturbed, and ripples of absolute tranquility arose...

What's wrong with this?

Why, such...joy?

[Ding! Target character favorability 5, strategy completion 60!]

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Chapter completed!