was pulled by Jing Tianyin all the way, and he had to face the strange and shocked eyes on the street.

Su Bangyue had no choice but to throw the robe in her hand to Dark Wu, and then free up one hand to cover half of her cheeks with a folding fan, revealing only a pair of sloppy eyes.

whispered to Jing Tianyin, "Master Beauty, haven't you noticed anything wrong?"

The shocked eyes of the people on the street, as well as the little girls and aunts one by one, with disbelief and sad eyes, what is going on?

"What's wrong?" Jing Tianyin said lightly.

The cold eyes swept lightly towards the surrounding crowd, and the aura of being close to the people exuded all over his body, and the crowd automatically dispersed in an instant, and they all lowered their heads in panic.

Su Bangyue pursed her lips, "The apprentice finally understands why the beauty master would rather be an otaku than go out......"

A man with identity, status, and beauty is the focus of people and the object of women's pursuit wherever he goes.

She is now pockmarked with freckles, and she is still being held by the legendary national teacher, so it is strange that the people are not shocked.

As for those little girls and aunts, it is not surprising that the male god in their minds is holding the hand of an "ugly eight" monster at first glance.

"Otaku?" Jing Tianyin's face showed a hint of doubt.

"Cough, the apprentice is praising the beautiful master, he doesn't eat the fireworks in the world, the beauty is like a fairy in the sky......" Su Wanyue said nonsense.

Jing Tianyin naturally didn't believe her nonsense, so she said lightly: "Oh, yes? So, if the teacher is an otaku, then Yue'er is an otaku?"

"Big ...... Probably, the beauty master is so smart. The corners of Su Wanyue's mouth twitched, this bastard is quite fast to learn and use.

When the backs of the two disappeared, Mo Xiuran walked out from the side, his phoenix eyes were as deep as a pool, flickering dark and bright, quietly looking at the direction where the two disappeared.

And the people on the street also began to whisper.

"Was that person a national teacher just now?"

"Silver-clothed and silver-haired, looking like an immortal above the Nine Heavens, apart from the legendary National Teacher, who else can have such a peerless grace?"

"That's right, but it is said that the national teacher has always disliked to be close to people, is indifferent, and ignores the world's mundane affairs, I don't know who the son who is fortunate to be held by him today is?"

"I don't know, but...... You said that the national teacher has not married yet, will it have something to do with this son?"

"No...... Although the boy just now covered his face with a fan, he had a lot of pockmarks on his forehead, even if the national teacher really liked men, he wouldn't have such a bad eyesight, right?"

"But don't you think it's strange that two men behave so intimately in broad daylight?"

"It seems to make some sense, but the national teacher has been holding the hand of the son and is reluctant to let go, looking at the son's eyes are still so gentle, and the son must be shy and embarrassed, so he will cover his face with a folding fan......"

"Hey, if that's the case, isn't it just a flower stuck in cow dung, and a man as handsome as a fairy like the National Teacher will actually ......?"

As they spoke, everyone suddenly felt a cold gaze swept towards them, with a trace of oppression from the superiors, pressing on everyone's hearts, making people dare not have the slightest disobedience.

Everyone's hearts trembled, and they were all silent immediately, and they didn't dare to look at Mo Xiuran.

After he left, the surrounding depression disappeared, and everyone had to catch their breath.