"Dragon girl......" Luo Yi hesitated, not knowing how to ask

Luo Ziqing bowed lightly, and her voice was low and soft, "Yue'er was my wife in her previous life"

Luo Yi swallowed his saliva hard, and was not lightly stimulated.

The dragon girl is actually the wife of the sect master in her previous life, no wonder the sect master would treat her like this, but the dragon girl in this life seems to be more inclined to the Holy Venerable, and the sect master's infatuation may be difficult to respond, but ......

"Since the sect master knew that the dragon girl was the Heavenly Holy Maiden early on, why didn't he reveal his identity to the dragon girl? If the dragon girl knew the identity of the sect master, she would definitely not have fallen in love with the Holy Venerable."

Luo Ziqing raised her lips lightly, her smile was a little bitter, "Yue'er will forget her previous life at the beginning of her reincarnation, even if she says it, what's the use?" It only adds to the sorrow, and now that she is doing well, I am content."

"Yes...... But even so, you don't need to give her the life-dividing spirit beast."

"The Spirit Crane is the guardian beast of the Flowing Cloud Thorn, if Yue'er wants to restart the Holy Spirit Domain, she must first collect all the artifacts of the Eight Directions, I am a dead person, and it is a blessing to borrow the body of the Spirit Crane to breathe for many years."

Luo Ziqing hooked her lips slightly, her eyes were calm, Luo Yi wanted to say something, but when she touched Luo Ziqing's plain eyes, she couldn't say a word.

Secretly competing with himself, Luo Yi stood up dejectedly, "I can't persuade you, and I won't argue with you more here, rest well, and I'll come to see you again in half a month."

Luo Yi said, turned around and walked out the door.

After walking a few steps, Luo Yi paused slightly, turned to look at Luo Ziqing, and said something meaningful, "If the sect master gives up like this, he will live up to Miss Long's affection."

When the words fell, he didn't give Luo Ziqing a chance to ask, and strode away.

Luo Ziqing frowned slightly, and her eyes were contemplative.

The moon is sparse and cloudy, and I don't feel half a moon.

Long Ziyue has lived in the guest building for more than half a month, feeding the Muqing flower with blood every day, and now the Muqing flower is no longer the original pure white, but transformed into red, the palm-sized petals are as delicate as blood, swinging in the light wind in the early morning, the flower color is pure, magnificent and amazing.

Luo Yi came to the guest building, looked at the bright red Muqing flower, and exclaimed, "Is this a mature Muqing flower?" No wonder to be fed with blood, it is indeed amazing"

Long Ziyue smiled softly, her face a little haggard.

Seeing Long Ziyue's pale face, Luo Yi frowned lightly and said with concern: "Miss Long's body is fine, but do you need to ask a doctor quietly?" ”

Long Ziyue waved her hand and said lightly: "It's just that there is some blood loss, just rest for a few days, the high priest should quickly take the Muqing flower to Ziqing, his body is more important."

Luo Yi nodded, carefully put the Muqing flower into the storage ring, paused, and asked tentatively, "Miss Long, would you like to go with me to meet the sect master?" The sect master must miss the dragon girl very much."

Long Ziyue was silent for a moment, and finally slowly shook her head, "No, I'm weak in qi and blood, if Ziqing sees me, I'm afraid he won't take that Muqing flower, I'll see him again when he gets better."

"All right, the dragon girl...... Take care"

Xiang Long Ziyue said in a deep voice, and Luo Yi turned around and left.

The vermilion door was tightly closed, and Long Ziyue's expression was painful, and she couldn't support it anymore, so she slowly fell.

"Moon" Phantom Night came out with the boiled red date soup, and when he looked up, he saw Long Ziyue falling to the ground, and then threw away the red date soup, picked up Long Ziyue and placed him on the couch, probed into the spiritual power and carefully probed Long Ziyue's pulse, and felt that it was only a lack of qi and blood, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.