The moon-white robe was long and walked steadily in the wind, the sleeves of the robe puffed up by the wind, blowing up the ink-like hair that reached to the knees, and dancing in the air to depict a faint ink painting.

Like a dusty, unstained white figure, he gradually walked away, and around the corner, finally, he disappeared. Zilian, you are an immortal in the heavenly realm, you are the head of Lingyun Mountain, and you are my master. Aren't all immortals in the world loving all sentient beings? But why can't I see it in you? If the person who is being bullied today is me, will you still be as calm and calm as you are now, and ignore me?

After Zilian left, I was still on the bank of the lotus pond, staring at the corner where he disappeared, and after several hesitations and struggles in my heart, I hesitated and struggled to see this Pulau Palace, whether I would go or not.

"Uncle Junior, are we going to hurry up to the Louvre?"

Thinking like this, Fan Dudu urged behind him.

Originally, I had some displeasure in my heart because of Zilian's matter, but at this moment, hearing Fan Dudu shouting behind me, my heart became even more unhappy, and I turned around and said to him angrily: "What's the hurry, I didn't say no." ”

As he spoke, he pulled up the corners of his skirt and ran ashore, pulled up his pink little meat hand, and continued to run in the direction of the Louvre. The two of them didn't dare to relax in the slightest on the road, and they all stepped up their pace to rush over there.

I'm not very familiar with Lan Duoer, at most it's only a few faces, and when I saw her slapping the fan, I thought that this woman couldn't be provoked. However, later, on the way to Wuji Palace, because of her help, I denied all my initial views of her in my heart, thinking that she was just a fairy from a noble birth, with a rude and unreasonable temperament, but there was no great harm.

When I think about it now, I really feel that my mind is too simple. Thinking about it carefully, from the fact that she knew Fengqiao Yexue, but in front of me she pretended to have never seen it, from the time she talked about Fengqiao Yexue and the passing fireflies, the little mockery on her delicate face, and the use of that quiet language, talking about those sad and distressing pasts, I should have a little wary of this woman.

I blamed myself for my negligence in my heart, this is really difficult to draw the skin of a tiger, and I don't know the heart of the person.

Before I walked in front of the Louvre Gate, across the river, I heard a sound of angry scolding outside the palace gate on the other side of the river. The person who scolded was unsurprisingly none other than Landol, and the person who was scolded didn't have to think about it to know who it would be.

"Smack."

On the other side of the river came the sound of whips hitting people.

"Hurry up! Uncle Junior. ”

Pink reached out and tugged at my sleeve and pulled me there.

"Slow, slow, slow."

I said to him breathlessly, one hand beating my chest incessantly, and I was almost out of breath. This little guy doesn't know how his strength is so good, from the time he left the Qingluan Hall to the present, he pulled me and started running this way, trotting all the way to the present, and he didn't give me time to breathe.

Hearing me begging in a low voice, he didn't allow it, "You can't slow down, if you slow down for a while, Uncle Liuying will be bullied by them." ”

The little face of the pink dudu was flushed with anxiety, and the two little hands tightly pulled my sleeves, and pulled me towards the side tightly when I was already shaking when I was walking at the moment.

"Oops! Fans, you just run a little slower! Uncle Xiao, I really can't run anymore. ”

I tried to walk slower, taking a big breath in the interval, and whispered to him. However, seeing his eagerness on his face, eager to put on his wings and fly quickly to the gate of the Louvre, I didn't say anything more, but silently thought in my heart that I would be there in a while, and I would be able to take a big breath in a while.

"Uncle Junior, you should run harder and faster! Early this morning, Dudu saw Uncle Lan Duoer rushing towards the Louvre in a rage, saying that he was going to kill Uncle Liuying, and warned her not to pester you again in the future. ”

"Pestering me?"

Hearing this, I was puzzled for a while, and asked puzzledly: "I have only met you once, and I have only spoken a few words, and most of the time, I am still talking to myself, where can this be regarded as entanglement?" Besides, even if I'm pestering, so what? When did my affairs have anything to do with Nalandor, who am I close to, and when will she be in charge? ”

Don't say it, this pink word made me feel aggrieved when I heard it.

Pester? Oh, I'm a god, where is this entanglement? If it's really entangled, then it's better to say that I'm entangled with other people's passing fireflies.

"Because Senior Sister Duo'er likes you, Uncle Xiao."

The next sentence that came out of Fan Dudu was like a big thunder in the clear sky, and I was scorched on the outside and tender on the inside.