Jun Yimo curled her lips, stretched out her hand and gently lifted his beautiful chin, "Dear Lanze, we are just taking advantage of each other. You also want to get rid of her, don't you?"

Lan Ze looked deeply at this impenetrable woman, but her flirtatious movements did not make him feel disgusted.

"I want to get rid of her because I just want to pester you!"

Jun Yimo sighed and shook his head, looking very regretful, "Unfortunately, what I don't like the most is being entangled."

"I don't like it either, so we are really a good match!"

"Haha! Let's go, we still have to catch up with the big army!" Jun Yimo laughed, this Lan Ze is indeed a bit interesting.

But she also knew that this guy was probably just talking, so she was too lazy to waste time arguing with him.

Anyway, with him as a shield, it is true that he can save her some trouble.

However, Lan Ze held her little hand and had no intention of getting up. "It's still early. It's not too late to have a pot of tea and take a rest."

Seeing his calm and calm look, Jun Yimo knew that he must have some kind of speed-blessed spiritual weapon that could speed up their progress.

Besides, she is just a substitute, so if she is late, just be late!

She pulled her hand out of his big hand and said calmly, "It's okay to enjoy tea, but don't get too involved in the drama."

Lan Ze seemed not to have heard her words, but still helped her pour the tea. His skillful technique showed that he was a tea lover at first sight.

"This is the Maofeng of Qingyun Mountain. It is collected during the rainy season. It is famous for its pure and sweet taste. Do you want to try it?"

"Yes." She took the teacup he handed her and took a sip, and her mouth immediately overflowed with fragrance.

“Tastes good!”

...

An hour passed during this tea tasting.

Jun Yimo saw Lan Ze conjuring a white paper fan out of nowhere. The fan had a pattern of auspicious clouds and a string of dark green tassels on the handle, which matched his temperament very well.

"Let's go and see if my little fan can catch up with that big flying carpet."

As he spoke, Lan Ze opened the fan and threw it into the void. The paper fan quickly grew in size several times.

He grabbed Jun Yimo's hand and flew it to the paper fan. The size of the paper fan changed slightly as they stood, as if it was automatically adjusting its size according to where they stood.

When Jun Yimo saw this, he thought to himself that this fan is definitely not much worse than that endless flying carpet! What is the identity of Lan Ze? He can make even the second elders afraid, and he also possesses a spiritual weapon comparable to the treasure of the Solomon Town Sect. He

He is definitely more than just a disciple of Solomon.

"Can you let go? There's no need to act at this time." Jun Yimo glanced at the big hand that was holding her tightly.

Lanze shook his head innocently, "Momo, I'm afraid this is not allowed! If I let go, you will fall."

Jun Yimo raised his eyebrows and looked at him in disbelief.

"What I said is true. My Xiangyun Fan recognizes people. In addition to me, people who have contact with me can stand on it!" Lan Ze said with a shy smile, and that smile seemed to Jun Yimo.

But it's very weak.

"You did it on purpose!"

Lan Ze pursed his lips and shook his head.

"That's intentional!"

He still pursed his lips and shook his head.

Jun Yimo grabbed his big hand and put it on one of her shoulders, "This can be considered contact!"

Lan Ze had a black line on his face. Is this woman so smart? Jun Yimo curled her lips, stretched out her hand to gently lift his beautiful chin, "Dear Lan Ze, we are just taking advantage of each other. You

You also want to get rid of her entanglement, don’t you?”

Lan Ze looked deeply at this impenetrable woman, but her flirtatious movements did not make him feel disgusted.

"I want to get rid of her because I just want to pester you!"

Jun Yimo sighed and shook his head, looking very regretful, "Unfortunately, what I don't like the most is being entangled."

"I don't like it either, so we are really a good match!"

"Haha! Let's go, we still have to catch up with the big army!" Jun Yimo laughed, this Lan Ze is indeed a bit interesting.

But she also knew that this guy was probably just talking, so she was too lazy to waste time arguing with him.

Anyway, with him as a shield, it is true that he can save her some trouble.

However, Lan Ze held her little hand and had no intention of getting up. "It's still early. It's not too late to have a pot of tea and take a rest."

Seeing his calm and calm look, Jun Yimo knew that he must have some kind of speed-blessed spiritual weapon that could speed up their progress.

Besides, she is just a substitute, so if she is late, just be late!

She pulled her hand out of his big hand and said calmly, "It's okay to enjoy tea, but don't get too involved in the drama."

Lan Ze seemed not to have heard her words, but still helped her pour the tea. His skillful technique showed that he was a tea lover at first sight.

"This is the Maofeng of Qingyun Mountain. It is collected during the rainy season. It is famous for its pure and sweet taste. Do you want to try it?"

"Yes." She took the teacup he handed her and took a sip, and her mouth immediately overflowed with fragrance.

“Tastes good!”

...

An hour passed during this tea tasting.

Jun Yimo saw Lan Ze conjuring a white paper fan out of nowhere. The fan had a pattern of auspicious clouds and a string of dark green tassels on the handle, which matched his temperament very well.

"Let's go and see if my little fan can catch up with that big flying carpet."

As he spoke, Lan Ze opened the fan and threw it into the void. The paper fan quickly grew in size several times.

He grabbed Jun Yimo's hand and flew it to the paper fan. The size of the paper fan changed slightly as they stood, as if it was automatically adjusting its size according to where they stood.

When Jun Yimo saw this, he thought to himself that this fan is definitely not much worse than that endless flying carpet! What is the identity of Lan Ze? He can make even the second elders afraid, and he also possesses a spiritual weapon comparable to the treasure of the Solomon Town Sect. He

He is definitely more than just a disciple of Solomon.

"Can you let go? There's no need to act at this time." Jun Yimo glanced at the big hand that was holding her tightly.

Lanze shook his head innocently, "Momo, I'm afraid this is not allowed! If I let go, you will fall."

Jun Yimo raised his eyebrows and looked at him in disbelief.

"What I said is true. My Xiangyun Fan recognizes people. In addition to me, people who have contact with me can stand on it!" Lan Ze said with a shy smile, and that smile seemed to Jun Yimo.

But it's very weak.

"You did it on purpose!"

Lan Ze pursed his lips and shook his head.

"That's intentional!"

He still pursed his lips and shook his head.

Jun Yimo grabbed his big hand and put it on one of her shoulders, "This can be considered contact!"
Chapter completed!