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

Leng Wuyan couldn't help being stunned.

another world?

Scarlet Wasteland?

Holy Dragon?

What's all this mess?

The amount of information in these words is too large, and it will be difficult for her to digest it for a while.

She was silent for a while, then hesitated and said, "You mean...you went to another world?"

Li Ran nodded, "That's right."

"What is that world called?"

"I don't know about it, but according to my guess, it should be the birthplace of Cang Lan Fuuxue, which is the Samsara realm in Legendary."

"What?!"

Leng Wuyan's expression changed, "Are you sure it's the Samsara realm?"

Li Ran said: "Eight or nine is not far from ten."

Leng Wuyan frowned and fell into silence again.

The Samsara realm is actually not a secret realm, but another world in the true sense.

That is, the upper realm that watches over Haotu at all times!

There has always been a connecting channel between the upper realm and Haotu.

Whenever the formation stops and the dragon energy dissipates, the gate of the passage will open, and the practitioners of Haotu will have the opportunity to enter the upper realm.

However, it is this Good Fortune that makes the world flock to it, but it is actually a murderous opportunity!

As long as you step into it, you will be killed by the gatekeeper on the spot!

Those with a lower Cultivation Base will die directly, while those with a deeper Cultivation Base can barely last for a while, but the final result is still inevitable.

This is what Leng Wuyan learned from the memory of the "Inspector".

For so many years, Chen Yundao was the only one who came out of it alive.

But now, Li Ran actually said that he can enter and leave Samsara freely?

The meaning behind it is amazing!

This is why Leng Wuyan couldn't believe it.

She carefully looked at the simple and simple crown, and the more she looked at it, the more dignified her expression became.

The aura emanating from the crown is both wild and sublime, and it also carries pure dragon power and divinity. It is a transcendent thing above the avenue.

This kind of thing cannot appear in Haotu!

"It seems that Ran'er really went to the upper realm!"

Leng Wuyan's throat was dry.

What did Li Ran go through during his absence?

"But why did the holy dragon give you this crown~||?"

she asked puzzled.

The dragon clan has always been xenophobic, and as the master of the dragon clan, how could Shenglong give such a treasure to a human race?

Li Ran scratched his head and said: "It's a long story, but the holy dragon has something to ask of me, and I'm his son-in-law."

"Wait a minute, son-in-law?"

Leng Wuyan frowned, "What do you mean?"

"Cough cough."

Li Ran realized that he had slipped his tongue, cleared his throat in embarrassment, and explained: "On the day the dragon egg hatched, the blood inscription ceremony was accidentally triggered, and the disciple formed a bond with Cang Lan Chuuxue... ...and that holy dragon is Cang Lan Chuuxue's father."

Leng Wuyan was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "That is to say, during the time when I was away, you not only found a dragon wife, but also went to her mother's house?"

The cold sound almost condensed the air.

Li Ran shuddered, and hurriedly said: "Master, this is a misunderstanding!"

"One or two misunderstandings is fine, how many times has this been?"

Leng Wuyan gritted her teeth and said: "I didn't bother with you about the previous things, but when I got back to you, you didn't even let a dragon go?"

Her heart was sour and angry, and she even forgot about the affairs of the upper realm.

"???"

Li Ran's face was covered with black lines.

Why does this sound so strange?

But he didn't know how to refute...

Leng Wuyan's eyes flickered coldly, and she said to herself: "I should have listened to Elder Sun and killed the dragon directly, so there would be no such messy things later, but now it's too late to do it."

The words are full of murderous intent.

Li Ran was startled, and hurriedly hugged her tightly.

"Master, don't be impulsive!"

"Why, are you distressed?"

"...The disciple just thinks it's unnecessary, and that holy dragon helped me, isn't that a little unreasonable?"

"It's me who doesn't speak morally, what does it have to do with you?"

"You can't say that..."

Leng Wuyan glanced at him, "To put it bluntly, you still feel bad."

Li Ran sighed.

It seems that this matter is not clear.

He simply let go of his hands, closed his eyes, and a group of light spots lit up between his brows.

"Forget it, Master, let's see for ourselves."

"Um?"

Leng Wuyan was taken aback.

I saw the light clusters blooming and projecting images in the air, which is Li Ran's memory of this period of time.

From the blood inscription ceremony, until the accidental entry into Samsara, to everything that happened in the bloody wasteland.

It all unfolded in front of her eyes.

From the memory, the blood inscription ceremony was indeed an accident, and nothing happened between Li Ran and Cang Lan Chuuxue.

"It turns out that this seat really blamed him..."

Leng Wuyan's cheeks were slightly red.

Continue to look backward, when the memory involves Shenglong, the picture is suddenly interrupted.

Li Ran tried to project again, but he couldn't succeed no matter what, as if he was blocked by some kind of force.

He frowned, "What's the matter?"

Leng Wuyan was not surprised, and said: "The holy dragon is a supreme existence, and its mighty power has penetrated time and space. If you mention his name, you can be perceived by him immediately even if you are separated by endless void. Even a memory The image cannot be displayed in front of other people."

"Well, it's really mysterious."

Li Ran rubbed his nose, "But Master should trust the disciple this time, right?"

Leng Wuyan turned her head, hummed and said: "If you are honest, I won't care about you this time."

Seeing that she was still stubborn, Li Ran smiled and said, "Master's attitude just now deeply hurt the disciple's heart, how should Master compensate the disciple?"

"What compensation do you want?"

Leng Wuyan was inexplicably a little nervous.

"disciple...……"

Li Ran leaned close to her ear, muttering something in a low voice.

Leng Wuyan's cheeks turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally it was so hot that it was about to burn, and she was about to get up and leave in a panic.

"No, no, this is too absurd!"

Li Ran hugged her waist tightly.

(Okay, Zhao) "Master has promised his disciples, isn't it because he wanted to say something but didn't believe it?"

"This seat......"

Leng Wuyan's pretty face was flushed, she could almost hear Own's heartbeat.

She wanted to escape, but she couldn't lift up any strength at all, so she could only lean on Li Ran's arms weakly.

"You traitor, hurry up and let go of this seat..."

Her voice was like a gnat, without any of the aura she had just now.

Li Ran shook his head and said, "This disciple will never let go of Master for the rest of his life.

"Slick tongue."

Leng Wuyan snorted, but the corners of her mouth curled up slightly uncontrollably.

It seemed that even the air had become sweeter.

Just as the two were getting closer, a crisp voice suddenly sounded:

"Chu Ling'er, the master of Wanjiange in the East China Sea, brought his disciples to pay homage to the sect!"

The voice contained Sword intent, and it echoed for a long time in the sky above You Luo Hall.

"Chu Lingchuan?!"

The two froze and looked at each other in disbelief.

"Why did she come to the public?".