"Haha, this is, I thought you would..." Luo Qingyu smiled. After all, Prince Jing was famous. She thought he would take the opportunity to have a good time here. Unexpectedly, he actually kept himself clean. Does he think he was dirty?

Yun Yin Lianyue glanced at her with a pair of shimmering eyes: "Why are you?" His tone was quite unkind.

Why did one or two talk to her like this?

See if she is bullied?

Luo Qingyu laughed: "I thought you would hug you left and right. After all, lying drunk on a beautiful knee is the greatest enjoyment for men in their life..."

Yun Yin Lian Yue: "..."

He smiled and glanced at Luo Qingyu: "Maybe I am the kind of weak water Sanqian, and I only take a scoop of drinks?"

Luo Qingyu was slightly stunned, and Yun Yin and Lian Yue had already turned around and walked out.

A teahouse, an elegant room.

Two cups of clear tea are lingering, and a plate of fried chicken exudes the aroma of meat.

Luo Qingyu and Yun Yin Lianyue sat opposite each other, with a cup of tea in front of each other. The little fox was also sitting on a raised chair, holding a pair of ivory chopsticks in one claw, and was eating fried chicken slowly.

Although it looks ugly, it has a very good appetite and is elegant like a noble gentleman.

A fox who can use chopsticks!

Luo Qingyu couldn't help but glance at the little fox again. Could this fox be a fox demon who has already cultivated into a spirit?

I couldn't help but think of my friend Yi Lingxi, the boss of the Yi family, who seemed to have a vixen beside her—

No, it is said to be a fox fairy for thousands of years.

She had also seen the fox. Its snow-white hair ran like a ball of snow-white hydrangea, very energetic.

Ling Xi said that when the fox fairy is a fox, she will also use chopsticks to eat...

I didn't expect that I also encountered one today!

But this one looks so ugly, it should have hairy, right? Who burned it?

She took a sip of tea; "By the way, have Senior Brother Lian Yue contacted the great master these days? Did he say when will he teach me kung fu?"

Yun Yin Lianyue sighed, "I'm afraid this will take a while and the master will go into seclusion."

Retreat? Luo Qingyu raised his eyebrows: "How long will it take to be closed?"

Yun Yin Lianyue shook his head: "As long as half a year, as long as one month, you can't see him even if you go now."

Luo Qingyu frowned. Do all gods like to go into seclusion?

"When did he start to retreat?"

"This—" Yun Yin Lianyue shook his head: "I don't know. It should be just these few days?"

"Then how did you know?" Luo Qingyu was puzzled.

"The day before yesterday, I had something to report to my master, but the voice transmission gourd never responded. I went back. The master was not on the mountain. Even Junior Brother Sang Hewan hadn't seen him for several days and didn't know his whereabouts..."

Luo Qingyu was surprised, "That's missing, how do you know he is in seclusion?"

"Yunxia, ​​you don't know anything. Master will go into seclusion every two hundred years. This is the case every time he goes into seclusion. No one knows his whereabouts. But after a while, he will appear again..."

So that's it!

Luo Qingyu's heart sank slightly. She remembered that when she broke up with the Great Master, the shop owner said that the Great Master had flew away. Could it be that he went to seclusion directly?

"I remember hearing from my master that he was over 500 years old. Did he remember it wrongly, but he actually was six hundred years old?"
Chapter completed!