The clear eyes are like clear spring water without any impurities.
However, it is in such a clear spring that gradually contains a thin layer of mist, which makes people unable to see clearly.
It made Banxia a little confused and could not understand it.
Worried that she didn't explain it clearly, she asked Qingyin softly again, "You really fall in love with Lord God?"
The voice was trembling, but the facts were clearly in front of her, but she didn't want to believe it.
Because Banxia didn't want Qingyin to walk her own path.
A road without looking back.
"Yes! I like my master!" Qingyin did not deny it, but instead answered very simply.
Such decisiveness made Banxia even more shocked and was about to say something.
There was a slam outside the cell, and the sound of porcelain falling to the ground forced her words back stiffly.
The alertness in her heart immediately rose and she quickly shook her eyes to Qingyin.
Qingyin's jaw head, and strode to the door to open the cell door.
There was no one outside the door, and except for some dry straw, there were no expected pieces of porcelain left on the ground.
Qingyin frowned slightly, walked to the corridor and looked around, and used tracking techniques, but she didn't smell any strange aura.
"Strange, no one is there!" Qingyin returned to the cell and closed the door again.
This time, she was careful.
A barrier was set up around the cell in case of hearing.
However, Qingyin didn't know.
Just as she closed the door, a person gradually appeared at the corner at the end of the corridor.
The slender figure, wearing a long robe like jade, stood there with a trance.
He also held a basket in his hand, which contained some fragments and melons and fruits stained with grass.
The slender five fingers holding the basket turned white, and the handsome face was even more pale, slightly stiff, and lifeless.
Just when he was in a state of dismay, his heart was cut like a knife, and everything was silent, he suddenly heard the familiar footsteps.
He quickly cast a spell and restored the broken plate with the recovery spell.
Those dirty fresh fruits and melons are even clean and translucent.
"What are you doing here, kid?" Immortal Master Weili walked over and saw his disciple standing there like a wooden stake, staring blankly.
"Master, my disciple was thinking about something just now. So..."
Yes, this person is the only disciple of the Immortal Weili - Lian Yinlu.
I thought this apprentice was the royal prince and had a delicate status, so he naturally had some royal lazy temperament. He would go down the mountain and leave in less than two years.
But he didn't expect that he would stay for five years.
Not only has his cultivation level improved by leaps and bounds, but he is also the most outstanding among the introductory disciples of the same period.
He was deeply loved by the Immortal Master Weili, and he praised him for accepting a good disciple whenever he met everyone.
The Immortal Master Weili shook his head and sighed with a look of regret, "You little brat, are you a little scared about to see the girl Qingyin, so you plan to escape in the last battle?"
How could he, the master, not know what his disciple thought?
However, these two young people are quite compatible.
Although I am still younger, I can be together, help each other, and cultivating immortals together is also good.
Another one is his apprentice, and the other is his "descendants". This kind of kinship is naturally the best.
"It's not my master, it's me..." Lian Yinlu pursed her lips and scratched her head awkwardly. The light in her eyes flashed with a hint of dimness, fleeting. The clear eyes were like clear spring water, without any impurities.
However, it is in such a clear spring that gradually contains a thin layer of mist, which makes people unable to see clearly.
It made Banxia a little confused and could not understand it.
Worried that she didn't explain it clearly, she asked Qingyin softly again, "You really fall in love with Lord God?"
The voice was trembling, but the facts were clearly in front of her, but she didn't want to believe it.
Because Banxia didn't want Qingyin to walk her own path.
A road without looking back.
"Yes! I like my master!" Qingyin did not deny it, but instead answered very simply.
Such decisiveness made Banxia even more shocked and was about to say something.
There was a slam outside the cell, and the sound of porcelain falling to the ground forced her words back stiffly.
The alertness in her heart immediately rose and she quickly shook her eyes to Qingyin.
Qingyin's jaw head, and strode to the door to open the cell door.
There was no one outside the door, and except for some dry straw, there were no expected pieces of porcelain left on the ground.
Qingyin frowned slightly, walked to the corridor and looked around, and used tracking techniques, but she didn't smell any strange aura.
"Strange, no one is there!" Qingyin returned to the cell and closed the door again.
This time, she was careful.
A barrier was set up around the cell in case of hearing.
However, Qingyin didn't know.
Just as she closed the door, a person gradually appeared at the corner at the end of the corridor.
The slender figure, wearing a long robe like jade, stood there with a trance.
He also held a basket in his hand, which contained some fragments and melons and fruits stained with grass.
The slender five fingers holding the basket turned white, and the handsome face was even more pale, slightly stiff, and lifeless.
Just when he was in a state of dismay, his heart was cut like a knife, and everything was silent, he suddenly heard the familiar footsteps.
He quickly cast a spell and restored the broken plate with the recovery spell.
Those dirty fresh fruits and melons are even clean and translucent.
"What are you doing here, kid?" Immortal Master Weili walked over and saw his disciple standing there like a wooden stake, staring blankly.
"Master, my disciple was thinking about something just now. So..."
Yes, this person is the only disciple of the Immortal Weili - Lian Yinlu.
I thought this apprentice was the royal prince and had a delicate status, so he naturally had some royal lazy temperament. He would go down the mountain and leave in less than two years.
But he didn't expect that he would stay for five years.
Not only has his cultivation level improved by leaps and bounds, but he is also the most outstanding among the introductory disciples of the same period.
He was deeply loved by the Immortal Master Weili, and he praised him for accepting a good disciple whenever he met everyone.
The Immortal Master Weili shook his head and sighed with a look of regret, "You little brat, are you a little scared about to see the girl Qingyin, so you plan to escape in the last battle?"
How could he, the master, not know what his disciple thought?
However, these two young people are quite compatible.
Although I am still younger, I can be together, help each other, and cultivating immortals together is also good.
Another one is his apprentice, and the other is his "descendants". This kind of kinship is naturally the best.
"It's not my master, it's me..." Lian Yinlu pursed her lips and scratched her head awkwardly. A trace of dimness flashed through her eyes, fleeting.