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"Childe, Mr. Han is here."

Soon a voice came from inside: "Please come in!" ”

Leng Huaping was invited in, and Liu Chongyan said to the subordinates in front of him at this time: "Go back to him, my son is not free today." ”

"Yes." The shadow simply answered and left the study.

It's just that when he passed by Leng Huaping, Leng Huaping glanced at him, with the unique murderous aura of an assassin, Leng Huaping guessed his identity in his heart.

"How did the gentleman come so quickly?" Liu Chongyan personally made tea for Leng Huaping and asked her to sit down.

Leng Huaping hadn't come up with a reason yet, but he was interrupted by Liu Chongyan's words, and sat down to reply: "It's okay left and right, so I'm here, I don't know what Liu Chongyan has to do with someone coming over?" ”

Leng Huaping's question, Liu Chongyan didn't answer, but stared at Leng Huaping all the time. Let the cold painting screen a willow chongyan see what he sees.

"It's nothing, my son is just a little curious about Mr. Han." Liu Chongyan said with a smile.

"To me? What do I have to make Liu Gongzi curious. Leng Huaping asked rhetorically.

"Although the county lord of Murong loves to play, except for Miss Yan of the Prime Minister's Mansion, he has never been a good talker, can you explain that the county lord of Murong bet on me is not a simple character, do you think I can be curious about you?" Liu Chongyan explained.

Leng Huaping didn't expect Liu Chongyan to have such a powerful observation ability, and he really didn't know how to answer at once.

"Can you tell me, sir?" Liu Chongyan raised his eyebrows and looked at the cold painting screen, and handed over a cup of tea.

Leng Huaping took it in his hand, and he didn't know that Liu Chongyan still had a black belly, which was really frightening.

"It's just that the county lord appreciated it, and all of them listened to me." The cold painting screen dilutes her friendship with Murong Shijing.

"Appreciation? The county lord of Murong easily disappreciates people, and I can see it clearly, when you left that day, as soon as you called, the county lord of Murong immediately followed. Liu Chongyan said, "This son is just curious about the identity of Mr., why can't the identity of Mr. be said?" ”

"Not really." Leng Huaping took a sip of water, Liu Chongyan was so aggressive, I don't know what he saw, "I'm just a person from the Great Sage, and I don't have any special identity." ”

"Then apart from the Great Sage, I don't know if Mr. has any other identity? Or rather, who are you? Liu Chongyan asked again, and it hit Leng Huaping's mind.

Leng Huaping, who has been in contact with Liu Chongyan, knows that Liu Chongyan is thoughtful, and even the flower ghost can recognize her identity, so it is hard to guarantee that Liu Chongyan will not see it. The cold painting screen only thinks that it is too wrong to say too much, and it is better to shut up.

Seeing that Leng Huaping didn't speak, Liu Chongyan suddenly said again: "Actually, I used to have a friend like you, but it's a pity......"

The latter words were not finished, with endless regret, Leng Huaping didn't know who Liu Chongyan was referring to, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Since you are a member of the Great Sage, do you know the Holy Maiden of the Great Sage?" Liu Chongyan asked suddenly.

Leng Huaping nodded, if she said she didn't know, wouldn't her identity be exposed, "The Great Sage Saintess-July." ”

July is the mother who is not there today, and now she is the holy daughter of the great sage.

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