Lan Xiu sighed inwardly and bowed to Di Shiyin as a tribute: "Why did the Emperor come from here?"

Indra's expression was faint: "Just come to the underworld to do something. You..."

His eyes turned slightly on Luo Qingyu, and then fell on Lan Xiu, with his eyes slightly sharp: "Are you?"

Lan Xiu just smiled slightly: "The immortal of the Xia Dynasty took her out to relax. It made the Emperor laugh."

He looked at Luo Qingyu again, fearing that she would be excited-

But he was obviously worried. Although Luo Qingyu's face was pale, his eyes were pitch black and transparent, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his lips. He stood there lightly without saying a word.

Yan Chi's eyes flashed, and he stepped forward to greet Lan Xiu, and smiled and said, "Master, this is the first time that I have seen you take care of the attendant boy so much that I can jealous."

Her tone was gentle and coquettish, which was obviously a joke.

Lan Xiujun's face turned red slightly, and she coughed, "She is a girl and has just become an immortal, so naturally she should take more care of her as a teacher."

Yan Chi burst out laughing and blinked: "So that's it. Haha, but the disciple is also a girl, but I haven't seen the master take care of this..."

Lan Xiu was not good at speaking at first, and his face turned redder: "This...this, she...she..."

A cold voice added in: "It is easy for Fairy Yan Chi to take care of this kind, and she will be beaten up. I believe your master will pity you even more."

The sound is cold and crisp, like the wind blowing a silver bell, it is Luo Qingyu.

Yan Chi was choked and almost couldn't answer it by her words.

After pausing for a moment, she sighed softly: "So your real name is Qinglan, Qinglan, don't resent the Emperor. After all, it is a big charge to disturb the Heavenly Court. The Emperor just punished you for your sake. It is already considered to be for the sake of Master Lan Xiu. Well, has your injuries healed? I have a bottle of stain cream here, which is the most effective way to treat the wound of the stick."

A light flashed in her palm, and a bottle of ointment appeared out of thin air and handed it to Luo Qingyu.

Pretend! Just pretend!

Her gentle and generous look is really painful to see!

Did she take this bottle of ointment or not?

If you pick her up, you will feel depressed, but if you don't pick her up, it will make her look stingy...

Luo Qingyu's eyes flashed slightly, and he leaned over to pick a Manzhushahua. When he blew it gently, the petals scattered. Her smile was more eye-catching than this Manzhushahua: "No matter how good people can disguise, they will show their fox tails. No matter how big the trap is, they will not be perfect, and there will always be traces to be found. Do you think it is? God of Yan Chi?"

Yan Chi's face changed slightly: "You..."

Luo Qingyu smiled leisurely: "What? What I'm wrong? Does God Yan Chi think that people who can disguise can always disguise themselves and not be exposed? Or do they think that the trap will not be seen through?"

Yan Chi: "..." This time she was confused, and she didn't know whether to answer "yes" or "no".

After a while, she answered a few words: "Of course not."
Chapter completed!