Immortal, save me!

Luo Jin clicked her tongue twice, luckily he had gotten herself out of this early so she didn't get into trouble.

However, doesn’t Qin Haisheng know too much detail?

Luo Jin looked at him suspiciously.

Qin Haisheng looked calm: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Luo Jin: "How do you know so much?"

Qin Haisheng quickly opened his folding fan and fanned himself with enjoyment.

He said with a proud expression: "This young master is very well-informed. I am second to none in the entire Fairyland. In short, there is nothing that this young master doesn't know!"

Luo Jin didn't believe it: "Really? Then tell me what's going on with that new secret realm."

Qin Haisheng's expression froze, and he fanned his folding fan with a stuttering sound: "This, this, what could be going on? It's just that."

Luo Jin: "..."

"It seems that you are not very well-informed."

Qin Haisheng's pretty face wrinkled and he retorted, "Nonsense, this young master's information is indeed the most well-informed in the Fairyland, but it just tends to be gossip."

Qin Haisheng lowered his voice at the last sentence.

Luo Jin heard it, and he asked back, "Gossip?"

Qin Haisheng pretended to adjust his sleeves. The light green fabric was embroidered with intricate and beautiful patterns. He flicked his sleeves lightly, and the fabric rippled, as if he was covered with a layer of emerald green water.

Mm...this dress is really beautiful.

Seeing his look, Luo Jin smiled helplessly.

Qin Haisheng turned his eyes and asked, "By the way, why don't I see Brother Mo with you?"

Luo Jin: "He left for something."

Qin Haisheng stroked his chin and said regretfully: "Don't mention it. I missed him a lot after not seeing him for a few days."

Luo Jin looked at him, danger in his eyes: "What do you want about him?"

Qin Haisheng's eyes wandered as he said, "His face."

Luo Jin tapped the table with her fingertips and said, "Don't think about it. He's mine."

Qin Haisheng said perfunctorily: "Okay, okay, it's yours, yours."

Luo Jin: "And then? What happened after Fellow Daoist Cheng kicked that male disciple out of the sect? Did it affect their marriage?"

Qin Haisheng: "It's gone, but the Cheng family obviously didn't give up the idea of ​​​​engaging, so the matter was left unresolved."

Upon hearing this, Luo Jin admired Cheng Yu's perseverance. When they first met in Xuanling Continent, he could see that Cheng Yu was interested in Meng Ziyue. He didn't expect that after so long, and after being rejected by the other party many times, he still had no intention of giving up.

Of course, if he and A Yin were in their shoes, he would not give up, even more than Cheng Yu.

Thinking of this, Luo Jin sighed.

Without Ayin around, I feel lonely and cold at night.

On the way back, Luo Jin actually met Chu Xueying.

The woman was wearing a pink and white dress with colorful butterflies adorning the hem of her skirt. As she walked, the butterflies fluttered up and down, spreading their wings as if ready to fly.

Chu Xueying approached Luo Jin and said hesitantly, "Mr. Luo."

Luo Jin looked at her suspiciously: "Brother Chu, do you have something to ask me?"

Chu Xueying was confused for a moment, then hesitated and said, "I heard from Senior Sister Meng that Master Luo got married?"

Luo Jin's eyes moved, and he nodded calmly: "Yes."

Chu Xueying looked into his eyes and said, "Mr. Luo is such a rare talent, so I'm sure your wife must be a gentle, virtuous and beautiful woman. I wonder if Xueying has the chance to meet her?"

Gentle and virtuous? Thinking back to Mo Yin's cold face, Luo Jin laughed in his heart.

He nodded seriously: "Don't worry, you will see it."

Chu Xueying choked.