Please, I Really Don’t Want To Fall in Love With My Master!

Xianyunfeng other courtyard.

There were ripples in the air, and two figures suddenly appeared.

It was Yi Qinglan and Lin Langming.

Looking at the empty yard, Yi Qinglan felt a little strange.

"Where are the deacons arranged by Pindao? Where did they all go?"

At this moment, a faint voice came from the room, as if Ji Ran was talking about something.

"What is this guy up to?"

Yi Qinglan snapped her fingers.

A mass of invisible Spiritual Qi enveloped the two of them, and their figures disappeared instantly, even if the spirit swept over them, there was nothing left.

They pass through the door like spirits.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Yi Qinglan froze for a moment.

I saw Li Ran sitting on a chair, crossing his legs, talking eloquently.

There were about a dozen female deacons in front of him, all sitting in Lotus Position on the ground, watching him intently.

Yi Qinglan listened carefully for a while, frowning slightly.

"Is this telling a story?"

Just listen to Li Ran's voice Lang Lang:

"I saw that Yingying is dressed in homely clothes today, her hair is tied in a bun with green silk, the emerald 10 jade hairpins are fastened, she is lightly applied with makeup powder, and her eyebrows are lightly brushed."

"That is a young gentleman, a scholar with a white face, wearing a Confucian scarf, a face like a silver basin, two sword eyebrows, a pair of handsome eyes..."

"Two people..."

The more Yi Qinglan heard it, the more she felt something was wrong.

His eyes were sullen, his face was frosty, and his face was extremely ugly.

He is not only telling a story, but also telling a vigorous love story!

It's fine if it's among the common people, but this is the righteous immortal sect that cuts off the world of mortals!

"This little thief really thinks this is his own backyard, dare to tell such a story?"

She said bitterly: "Langyue, do you see, this is the Heavenly Dao in your eyes, it's so shameless!"

"Langyue?"

After waiting for a while without reply, she looked back suspiciously.

I saw Lin Langyue sitting on a chair, leaning on her chin and listening intently.

Yi Qinglan looked around.

Looking at the rapt attention of disciplines, it is almost more serious than listening to her preaching.

A thought popped into my mind:

"They won't be brainwashed by Li Ran, will they?"

Seeing Li Ran's eloquent appearance, she shook her head and sneered.

"Hmph, I want to listen to the poor, what tricks you can come up with!"

Li Ran is talking about The West Chamber.

This is a well-known story in the previous life, but here, no one has ever heard it.

He simplifies the story a lot, but the plot is still fascinating.

Although it was just a love story of mortals, it amazed the group of practitioners.

When they heard that Zhang Sheng and Cui Yingying fell in love at first sight, their faces were full of aunts.

And when he heard that Cui's mother broke her promise and refused to marry, and Zhang Sheng became ill with love, he rolled up his sleeves and was filled with righteous indignation.

When it came to the private meeting between Zhang and Cui, Li Ran described it in great detail.

The strong color of wind and moon caused a strong impact on this group of ignorant nuns.

They listened directly to Xiafei's cheeks, blushing and heartbeating.

Lin Langyue simply buried her face in her arms and couldn't even raise her head.

Yi Qinglan gritted her teeth with hatred.

"This dirty little thief, needless to say, is so detailed!"

The breeze gently brushed the corner of the veil, and her fair cheeks were slightly flushed.

However, Li Ran was not interrupted.

Because she also has a trace of curiosity in her heart.

Will these two people who have gone through hardships be together in the end?

The reason why The Story of the West Chamber is called a classic.

In addition to the ups and downs of the storyline, more importantly, it shows the desire for love, and the unyielding in the face of traditional ethics and family will.

Such a strong emotional color mobilized the emotions of these little Taoist nuns and even Shen Qinglan.

They are high-ranking practitioners, but because of this, they are a little too ungrounded.

This kind of mortal story in the world of mortals stimulated their nerves.

At the end, when they heard that Zheng Heng was killed by a head-on collision, and that Cui and Zhang were married, everyone jumped up and cheered!

Lin Langyue hugged Yi Qinglan and said excitedly: "Master, I knew they would be together!"

.."

Yi Qinglan said helplessly: "This is just a story, whether we can be together in the end, doesn't it all depend on Li Ran's opening his mouth?"

But even so, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

She was a little curious.

How could Li Ran, a holy son of Devil Dao, make up such a story with ups and downs?

And all the details in it sound like they have experienced it personally.

"Could it be that he really has Cui Yingying in his heart?"

"A sword of ten thousand gold is hidden in the autumn water, and a horse full of spring sorrow weighs on an embroidered saddle."

"It's good to fight with heart, but to be annoyed by ruthlessness."

Li Ran ends the story with the last sentence:

"Eternal age without parting, eternal reunion, may all lovers in the world finally get married."

Everyone was stunned, thoughtful for a while.

Lin Langyue didn't know what to think of, her eye sockets were slightly red, and her pupils were sparkling.

Even Yi Qinglan was a little lost.

Never parting from old age, eternally complete...do lovers finally get married?"

She looked at Li Ran with complicated eyes.

This sentence seems to be straightforward, but it contains the most sincere vision, which makes people feel warm.

And can a person who can say such a thing really be a brazen person?

"Li Ran... What kind of person are you?"

Crack, crack, crack.

The little deacon took the lead in applauding excitedly.

Others reacted one after another, and the room burst into thunderous applause.

For this group of 527 nuns who are not familiar with the world, the impact of this story and this sentence is too great.

"Li Shengzi really has poetry in his belly!"

"This is the best story I've ever heard!"

"Eternal age is never parting, eternity is always together... What a good meaning!"

"But where is my lover?"

"Does Li Shengzi have a companion?"

Hearing what they said became more and more outrageous, Yi Qinglan finally couldn't sit still.

A faint voice sounded: "You want to find a dao companion, don't you? Would you like Pindao to introduce you to the Hehuan Sect?"

The bodies of the deacons froze immediately.

Turning around slowly, Yi Qinglan was looking at them coldly.

"Master?!"

Their scalps went numb.

"Everyone faces the cliff and thinks for seven days. If you still want to find a dao companion, Pindao will personally send you down the mountain!"

After saying that, with a wave of the sleeve robe, a gust of wind rose up, directly swept them out of the room, and flew away in the air with claws and claws.

The room fell silent.

Yi Qinglan said coldly: "I didn't expect Li Shengzi to be a storyteller?"

Li Ran smiled and said: "Art comes from Life, Yi Daochang does not eat the fireworks of the world, so naturally he will not understand the taste.

Yi Qinglan remembered something upon hearing this, her ears turned slightly red.

He secretly resented in his heart: "Who said that poor people don't understand? The feeling is so, so uncomfortable!"

"Damn it's little thief!".