Perhaps it was because he was more sensitive to the word "Linglong", which attracted Ye Chong's attention.

The two cold little hands were clasped together, placed on the pink lips and blew the heat, their eyes tightly huddled on the stage, concentrating.

Feng Chenran naturally knew about Linglong Goddess, and didn't listen much. Instead, the little guy around him yelled and caught his attention. Seeing her cold fingers, she frowned slightly. At that time, the waiter came to serve tea. Feng Chenran asked him to lean down, whispered to him a few times, the waiter nodded, and then left.

After a while, someone sent Mian Fu gloves. Feng Chenran thanked him, then turned to see Ye Chong. She still looked serious and occasionally blinked her eyelashes to express her curiosity. As a result, she gradually forgot about her two cold hands.

Feng Chenran smiled bitterly, and had to get up and lean over to the desk, pick up her hands that were placed beside her mouth, Ye Tong said, "Um...", looking up, afraid of missing the wonderful things on the stage, and didn't know what the master was doing, so he muttered and asked casually, "What are you doing, Master..."

Feng Chenran responded that it was okay, and carefully and gently put her hands into the soft gloves, put her hands back on her legs, and then sat back on her seat, looking back at her eyes, watching her bun-shaped straps flying slightly, and small hairs on her hair were whispering slightly, and frost fell on her hair, like crystal stars with embellished eyes, white skin, red lips, making her look so dazzling.

At that time, I felt that the surroundings were quiet, as if they were influenced by Ye Pet, and the sounds on the stage gradually came to my ears.

"By the way, Linglong Goddess subdued the Queen of Killing Evil Immortals. In order to prevent the magic weapon Linglong Chain from falling into the hands of an illegal person, she transformed the twelve spiritual beads in the Linglong Chain into twelve magical artifacts and scattered all over the six realms. From then on, Linglong Goddess also disappeared..."

Ye Chong looked at the old man performing on the stage. It seemed that he had a cultivation level for hundreds of years. What he said was similar to what Xiao Baliu Shuo said, but Ye Chong was still very happy to listen.

However, it was Lin Mengli who couldn't listen.

Originally, because Feng Chenran was sitting next to her, her mood became better, but soon after, she saw that Feng Chenran seemed to have ordered the waiter something, Lin Mengli felt strange, so she quietly asked Xiao Hong to follow him and ask. When she came back, she realized that Feng Chenran was asking the waiter for warm gloves, and she became even more confused. Logically, Feng Chenran had a deep cultivation and should not feel cold easily. However, when she brought the gloves, when she saw Feng Chenran leaning over to put Ye Chong on, her considerate and subtle movements were about to crush her heart...

Feng Chenran, isn’t he and Ye Chong’s relationship with him? Why should he pay so much attention to and care for her???

Lin Mengli vaguely felt a bad omen, but she still didn't dare to think about it anymore. She just looked away with uneasy speculation and landed on the stage without any focal point.

At that time, I don’t know who it was, and said, “It’s just a legend, where are there really twelve magical artifacts?”
Chapter completed!