This painting looks simple and perfunctory, as if it was a random circle, and it looks a little strange to be hung in such a solemn way behind a pile of priceless antiques.

Jiang Xiaobai couldn't help but look at it a few more times, and when he looked at it, he suddenly felt a strange force, as if he was going to drag it in.

The pictures around Jiang Xiaobai shook with it.

"Bang dang. ”

There was a sudden sound of porcelain hitting in his ears, and the crisp sound hooked Jiang Xiaobai's divine stone back.

He secretly exhaled a breath of turbidity, settled down, and looked in the direction where the voice came from, only to see the sandalwood at the door, the revolving door was slowly pushed open, and a man in a blue robe embroidered with cloud patterns walked in from the outside.

As soon as Jiang Xiaobai saw this person, his newly calmed mood became excited again.

It turned out to be Luo Yun Sage?

In the Golden Triangle, where no one can interfere, the legendary owner behind Wutong Villa turned out to be Luo Yun Sage?

Jiang Xiaobai couldn't connect this chaotic place with the ice-clear and jade saint in front of him.

His heart was pounding, all the way to his throat.

Luo Yun Sage tied up the jade crown today, his hair was neatly coiled, and a hairpin was inserted.

He raised his head and smiled at Jiang Xiaobai.

If you look at the face, Luo Yun Sage looks to be in his thirties at most, and there are some fine lines at the corners of his eyes. But when he wasn't speaking, he was detached.

Jiang Xiaobai stood up as if he was facing a great enemy, and bowed his hand respectfully towards Luo Yun Sage.

"Thank you to the saint for helping me three times. ”

The saint bowed slightly, walked to the opposite side of Jiang Xiaobai and sat down.

"Where's the three times?"

"I took the saint's two hitchhikers at the Nantianmen, and just now the saint played the piano again to help me win the dream spirit beast. ”

Jiang Xiaobai spoke a little carefully, this is the last saint who exists in the world.

Although the Luo Yun Saint is not as good as the Pioneer Hongjun Saint, his cultivation and Taoism are all elders of the Heavenly Realm.

Luo Yun is also a cultivation genius, he was born in a royal family, at the age of thirteen he opened the valley, and then devoted himself to seeking the Tao, and when he was established, he successfully ascended and became the first main god of the heavenly realm.

In the first battle of the flood wilderness, Luo Yun made another breakthrough, separated himself from his mortal mind, and became a real saint.

The legendary character is right in front of his eyes, how can Jiang Xiaobai not be excited?

At Nantianmen, Jiang Xiaobai knew that the other party intended to help him, otherwise he would not have deliberately taken him around in a circle to avoid the pursuers.

"You don't have to go to your heart, you just have to go along the way. ”

Jiang Xiaobai nodded and subconsciously grabbed the teacup in his hand.

The tension in his heart now is the same as when he was in elementary school, when he made a mistake and was called a parent.

"Sage, is that the owner of Wutong Villa?" Jiang Xiaobai still couldn't help but ask.

Luo Yun didn't answer his question immediately, he raised his eyelids slightly and quietly tasted the tea in the cup.

Jiang Xiaobai also felt that he was a little noisy, so he simply stopped talking and waited patiently for Luo Yun to pronounce it.

A cup of tea took a whole stick of incense.

Jiang Xiaobai looked at his nose, nose and mouth, and his mouth cared, and there was no impetuousness on his face.

This action fell into the eyes of Luo Yun Sage, and he won some praise.

Luo Yun Sage finally put down the teacup and beckoned gently, and the black-clothed young man who had been standing behind him stepped forward and took out a brocade box.

Luo Yun Sage put the brocade box in front of Jiang Xiaobai.

"This is what you are looking for when you come to Sycamore Villa. ”

His tone was flat, as if he were stating an innocuous matter.

Jiang Xiaobai hurriedly opened the brocade box, and Huang Chenchen's golden sand cloth was wrapped in two leaves with red light.

"Is this the leaf of the laurel tree?"

Luo Yun nodded.

Jiang Xiaobai was even more puzzled, the other party meant to give him this thing, but why did he help him again and again for no reason.

Jiang Xiaobai gently closed the box and pushed it back into front of Luo Yun Sage's eyes.

"In vain, the saint has already helped me three times. ”

Luo Yun Sage raised his head, not surprised by Jiang Xiaobai's behavior.

"You really don't want to?"

Listening to what he meant, if Jiang Xiaobai didn't want it, he would take it back.

Jiang Xiaobai couldn't help but complain in his heart, why didn't this saint play his cards according to common sense, shouldn't he be polite first?

This is the leaf of the laurel tree, he spent so much money to come in, just to find this thing, how could he not want it.

"Truth be told, I really wanted it, but I don't know why the saint would help me in this way. Jiang Xiaobai said euphemistically.

Luo Yun Sage's dark pupils were quenched with cold light, and he stared at Jiang Xiaobai calmly.

Jiang Xiaobai and his eyes met, as if they were caught in a deep pool.

"I only ask if you want it or not?" Saint Luo Yun asked again.

Jiang Xiaobai was a little confused, what did this person mean?

"Yes!" he replied categorically.

Since the other party doesn't like to go around the corner, he also said it directly.

Luo Yunsheng nodded, and his slender fingers pushed the black brocade box and pushed it in front of Jiang Xiaobai's eyes.

He turned his head to look like incense in the incense burner, and said in a deep voice: "You still have an hour to rush back to Yuncheng Mountain, if it's too late, it's too late." ”

"What do you mean?" Jiang Xiaobai's brows twisted like twisted flowers.

Why couldn't he understand a word of what the saint said?

But the saint clearly had no intention of answering his doubts.

"What the hell is going to happen to Yuncheng Mountain, why do I have to rush back at one hour?"

Jiang Xiaobai hurriedly asked, but Luo Yun Saint had already stood up and walked out of the room accompanied by the black-clothed young man.

When the two of them were about to leave, the young man in black suddenly stopped and said to Jiang Xiaobai in the house: "Regarding the identity of the master, please keep this gentleman secret." ”

The two left the room cleanly, leaving Jiang Xiaobai and a brain full of mushy thoughts.

Jiang Xiaobai has 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping in his heart, what is this called? Could it be that saints like to hide their heads and tails like this when they speak?

He took a deep breath, pinched the brocade box in his hand, and slowly walked out of the room, just walking down the stairs when he bumped into Zi Ling, who was hurrying up.

"Jiang Xiaobai, I found Duke, but he said that the leaves of the Zhigui Tree were taken away by the young owner of Wutong Villa!"

Jiang Xiaobai slowly raised the box in his hand.

"I know, the young owner saw me just now and gave me this box. His tone was dead, and the look on his face was as if he had been struck by lightning.

"Did you see Shaodong's house? How did you see it? Did he take the initiative to give it to you?" Zi Ling's ice face couldn't hold back, and his face was full of astonishment and puzzlement.

"Don't ask me, I don't know, he asked me to rush to Yuncheng Mountain immediately within an hour, otherwise it would be too late. ”

Jiang Xiaobai was full of doubts in his heart, so he subconsciously followed what Luo Yun Sage said to take the steps under his feet, and began to walk in the direction he had already traveled.