Liang Yan said in his heart that Meng Meng couldn't be revealed, and when he was forced to ask, he had to laugh like a fool: "Hey, hey, hey...... How else can I help, it's ...... Give him a little comfort (Cute Beast Attack: Master Zun begs to take away Chapter 82)!"

Bu Yuanzhen chuckled lightly and didn't make a sound, and looked at her with a pair of bright eyes: "It seems that you don't know how to really help him." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Huh?" Liang Yan tilted his head and was stunned for a moment, "Real person...... What does this mean?"

Liang Yan believed that he had a way, but her intuition told her that it was not a good way.

Really......

Bu Yuanzhen took two steps sideways, leaving her with a three-quarter back: "Yan Yan, do you know what is the most taboo for immortal cultivators?"

As soon as he said this, no matter how stupid Liang Yan was, he understood what was the most taboo?

“so…… Oh no...... So Bu Yuanzhen, what do you mean?" Liang Yan looked like he was pretending to be stupid for some reason, and he was not smart at this time.

Bu Yuan Zhenren is a master of Taoism, so he can naturally see the little Jiujiu in her heart, and he doesn't care about it, he just smiles: "Emotional!"

"Forehead......" He was so direct, which made Liang Yan a little embarrassed, and suddenly his cheeks turned crimson and he waved his hand to make a shy, "What are you talking about, real person, how can Xu Changfeng like me, hehehahahaha......"

Bu Yuanzhen never expected him to point out that the female baby in front of him actually made such a shameless state, and his facial muscles were stiff for a while, and he didn't know what to continue to say.

However, Liang Yan was trembling with laughter on the side, Bu Yuanzhenren's words made it clear that Xu Changfeng liked her! Although she knew that this was not an ironclad fact, but it could attract the attention of Bu Yuanzhenren, it still had a certain seriousness!

Other words...... The focus of this product is not at all on the point that Bu Yuan Zhenren wants to express.

I think he Bu Yuan Zhenren has lived for nearly a hundred years, and it is the first time he has been ...... The person who is still a little girl is speechless.

Liang Yan looked at himself for a while, and realized that it seemed a little bad to say, so he quickly stood up straight and coughed twice, and the expression on his face returned to seriousness: "Well! Real person, what you said is so right, how can a person who cultivates immortals be emotional!"

Bu Yuanzhen was stunned again, is this girl a trick?

But since she was serious, Bu Yuan Zhenren continued: "This is the reason why there is no female disciple in the Valley of Forgetfulness. Yan Yan, although you have good qualifications and are also very motivated, but after all, you are a woman, and you have a deep relationship with the head of the family, if you really think about him, it is better to go down the mountain and stay away from him. ”

Sure enough, he came to give an eviction order! Liang Yan secretly scolded himself, and cleared his throat again: "Real person, Liang Yan understands the mood of thinking about the head, but it's just ...... You're thinking too one-sided......"

Although her voice became smaller and quieter, it finally entered Bu Yuanzhenren's ears word for word, and the latter frowned: "Oh? What did you say?"

Liang Yan saw that he had already heard it, and he also let it go: "I said that your idea is too one-sided! If there are no female disciples in the Valley of Forgetfulness, there are no girls in the world? Or do you say that the disciples in the Valley of Forgetfulness will never go down the mountain? Even monks can't do it, right? If you can't hold it because there are female disciples next to you, it's not our girls, but because their hearts are not firm enough! Don't real people think that our existence is actually more conducive to their cultivation? Growing up in adversity......

As she spoke, she suddenly felt that Bu Yuanzhen's expression was a little wrong, and her voice was low again, and gradually turned into muttering.