Hua Luo stroked her forehead with her hand and motioned to take down Zhaoyue's unfinished affairs: "Let him in."

"Sister Flower!"

Lan Ruofeng stepped in, his face excited, his eyes shining.

"Something?"

Hua Luo stared at Lan Ruofeng.

Lan Ruofeng sat down: "Sister Hua, is the sword move you usually use called a dream Qianyi?"

"How do you know?"

Hua Luo suddenly became interested.

The sword moves she usually uses are indeed a dream thousand one, but it's a pity that she is a charm cultivator, and she didn't give full play to the power of one dream thousand one to the extreme, at most it was only ninety percent.

Moreover, she only has the first form of a dream and a thousand one, and the second type of sword duel is said to have been lost.

Lan Ruofeng said slowly: "I saw a villain book in my family's collection, and the villain book is full of patterns of a person refining swords, and I saw that the sword move pattern was very similar to your previous one, and the cover of that book said A Dream Thousand One Second Style."

"Really?"

Hua Luo thought that General Lan was a martial idiot and had collected all kinds of sword determination methods, could it be that the lost dream Qianyi Second Style was in the hands of General Lan?

The first form is in his own hands, and General Lan will definitely not be able to practice the second form.

Lan Ruofeng saw that Hua Luo was really interested in this, and asked, "Sister Hua, do you want the second form of a dream thousand one?"

Hua Luo admitted very calmly, "Yes, but after all, this is your thing, so let it be put there."

Hua Luo thought, without the first type of Lan General, it can't be used, and it can only be placed as a collector's item.

"Sister, if you like it, you can go to our house to have a look, but you can't take it."

"Sister Hua, are you free now, let's go."

"What are you going?"

"Go and see that book, that book is almost dusty on the bookshelf in my house, and my father must not take it seriously, since it is useful to you, why don't you go and read it?"

Flora shook her head, "No need."

She had better talk to General Lan another day.

"Sister Hua, aren't you really going?" Lan Ruofeng had changed his tone to a very disappointed tone.

Zhan Xing stepped forward and said, "I'm sorry, Young Master Lan, our Highness is busy now, I really don't have time to go with you, you see, why don't you talk about it another day?"

"Alright then, Sister Hua, you're busy."

Lan Ruofeng glanced at Hua Luo with some reluctance, and that look made Hua Luo feel very uncomfortable.

sent away Lan Ruofeng, and Zhan Xing complained about Hua Luo: "Scumbag!"

"Tell me how you're going to end up."

"What's the end? He came to me for some reason, and said that he wanted to show me such an important thing at home, and of course I didn't dare to accept it."

"Cut, don't avoid the serious, Lan Ruofeng likes you, now you won't deny it, what are you going to do." Zhan Xing asked.

"He likes me?" Blossom pondered, "How many times has he met me?" Does he really understand what kind of person I am? How much does he know about me?"

"If you don't know anything, you say you like me, what is this, self-strategy? It's boring like a child."

Zhan Xing looked at the direction Lan Ruofeng left: "Actually, I think Lan Ruofeng is quite good......

"You think he's pretty good?"

Hua Luo stared at Zhanxing tightly: "Then do you want to ......?"

"No, no, no!" Zhan Xing's head shook like a rattle, and he hurriedly denied it, "Don't be careful, I'm just literally good, and I don't mean anything else."

"Look at this Lan Ruofeng, although he is not very handsome, but he is fleshy, how cute his baby's fat face is, and his simple personality, he is a proper little milk dog."

"Little, milk, dog?" Hua Luo repeated these three words. "What does that mean?"

"Oh, you're outdated, Aluo."

Zhan Xing sat next to Hua Luo: "This is the most popular among the ladies of Kyoto today

A term that uses various dog types to refer to various types of men."

"Oh~" Hua Luo summed it up randomly, "It means that men are all dogs?"

"I didn't say that, it's character, character! Don't mess with definitions."

"I'll teach you that you will be soon, for example, a younger brother like Lan Ruofeng is a little milk dog, like Lord Xiahou, uh...... It's closer to the Golden Retriever."

Hua Luo looked puzzled: "Xiahou's hair is not blonde...... Well, character."

Zhan Xing saw that Hua Luo was interested, and continued to give examples: "Another example is like Yan Gongzi'......

"Shut up."

Before Zhan Xing could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Hua Luo.

Hua Luo pointed at Zhanxing with her finger: "Enough is enough."

Zhan Xing realized that he was speechless: "Okay, okay, okay, I almost broke my promise accidentally, Ah Luo, don't blame me."

Fortunately, Hua Luo didn't care: "Then again, do you like little milk dogs?"

"Me?" Zhanxing sold, "Then what do you think you like?"

Hua Luo shook her head, "Like is a bit of a luxury for me, so don't think about it."

"Let's talk about it, it's okay not to talk about men, you can just say dogs, what type of dogs do you like?"

At this time, Zhaoyue, who was busy with everything, walked in: "Sister, Your Highness, what are you talking about, do you want to raise a dog? Isn't it going to be noisy that night?"

Zhan Xing didn't care: "Then you don't think your family is noisy."

Zhao Yue stiffened her neck and retorted, "Tuanzi is a cat, just its meowing is so small, who can it disturb? Aluo, you said yes."

"Aluo, what kind of dog are you going to have?"

"Who said I was going to have a dog?" Blossom fiddled with the shredded hair on her sideburns.

"It's just that you like it, you don't have to raise it if you like it, Ah Luo, you haven't said what type of dog you like, otherwise, Zhaoyue, you say first, what type of dog you like."

Zhaoyue shook her head: "I don't like any dogs, I like cats like dango!"

"What about you, Aluo."

"That's it...... Golden Retriever."

Just when Zhan Xing and Zhao Yue were arguing, Hua Luo wrote down the types of various dogs on a blank piece of paper, and finally circled the golden retriever.

"Oh~You like Lord Xiahou~"

It's as if you've discovered a new continent.

"Didn't you mean dogs?"

Hua Luo threw away the pen in her hand.

"Then you're the kind of man who likes Lord Xiahou." Zhan Xing corrected, "Ah Luo, let me tell you something, don't be angry."

"I'm not angry, you say."

Hua Luo thought to herself, if she is angry or not, wait until she says it.

"I heard Xiao Qiao chewing their tongues in private, saying that you let Lord Xiahou stay in the East Palace during the time you punished us to go to the miscellaneous room, is this true?"

"Who said that?"

Hua Luo was a little surprised: "That's what everyone at the bottom says?"

"Well, they all say that you and Lord Xiahou have cooked rice, is this true?"

"Nope." Hua Luo shook her head slightly.

"Really?"

"Nope."

Hua Luo repeated it again.

"Well, I thought the real raw rice was cooked." Zhanxing sighed vividly.

Hua Luo made a face: "Zhaoyue, find out the gossip and punish how to punish according to the rules of the palace."

"Oh, Yes, Your Highness."

Zhaoyue hurriedly agreed.

Zhan Xing was a little helpless: "If you say yes, don't be angry, why do you turn your face in a blink of an eye."

"That's right." There are two tear diamonds under Hua Luo's big watery eyes, which are delicate and dazzling, "I just said that I was not angry, and I didn't say that I would not turn my face."

"I know that the gossip in the palace has been banned repeatedly, so it's just a matter of chewing my tongue secretly and not letting me know

, let me know that I will not sit idly by."

Zhan Xing mourned for Xiao Qiao and the others for a while: "To be honest, Ah Luo, you really don't mean anything to Lord Xiahou? Everyone thinks that the relationship between the two of you is not simple, and we will definitely be together in the future."

"But what does this have to do with you?"

Hua Luo suddenly thought of the last time Zhan Xing complained about why he only thought of Zhaoyue when he was thinking about renewing Xiahou Qian's strings, he didn't think of himself: "Could it be that you want to marry Xiahou? Then I'm a little worried about him."

"No, let's talk about it."

Zhan Xing shook Hua Luo's arm.

"I didn't say it very clearly last time, it was just a scene, if you say that there must be feelings, but after knowing him for so many years, I know him too well, and the relationship between me and him is a bit similar to family affection."

"Yes, when I was helpless in Yanzhou before, I regarded Xiahou as my eldest brother, and now it's almost the same."

Zhanxing nodded, "Okay, I see."

Just then, a snow-white pigeon flew over, flapping its wings and beating against the window.

Zhanxing opened the window, and the pigeon jumped directly onto the back of Zhanxing's hand.

Hua Luo saw that the pigeon seemed to be stargazing: "What's the situation?"

"It seems that it should be a message from the border pass of the Apocalypse Country, didn't you tell me last time that you want to inquire about the situation at the border pass of the Apocalypse Country, and then go to Minglu Forest after the Great Sect of the Hehuan Sect and the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain Villa."

"Seems to be the case."

Zhan Xing opened the note and looked at it, and then handed it to Hua Luo: "According to the receipt of the border pass, Minglu Lin has been very dangerous in the recent period of miasma, I heard that the miasma has a great impact on Gu poison, not to mention such a powerful Gu poison as the Gu Poison."

"Ah Luo, it seems that you have to wait for the miasma to dissipate before you can go, it is really not beautiful, this will have to wait for a long time."

"Then let's wait for the miasma to dissipate." Hua Luo looked indifferent.

Zhan Xing couldn't help but worry about Hua Luo: "Ah Luo, aren't you worried about your Gu poison, how many times have you eaten your heart, you can tell me yourself."

"The big deal is death, anyway, the third sister who killed me has already been crushed and scattered." Hua Luo said casually, and added at the end, "Actually, death is not a relief."

Zhan Xing was startled, and walked over to grab Hua Luo's hand: "Ah Luo! How can you have this kind of thought, you don't care about your own life, so have you ever thought about us, what will happen to me and Zhaoyue when you die?"

"What to do, what to do."

Hua Luo also replied in a joking tone.

"I'm not kidding you, A-Luo, you don't want to die!"

Only then did Hua Luo raise her eyes and stare at Zhan Xing seriously: "So reluctant to me? Well, if you don't die, you don't die."

"I'm serious!"

"What's wrong with you, I'll just talk about it, I can eat and sleep, like someone who is going to die?"

Hua Luo asked rhetorically.