Lu Yuan silently laughed at himself in his heart.

In the past, he always had to consider the truth. Now he understood that the truth is just the bottom line set by the strong. Since he is stronger than everyone in the Yunlan Sect, what he said is the most correct truth!

It's a bit similar to Tang Hao once.

After all, they don't need to explain.

Regardless of whether morality is good or bad...

Regardless of the noble means or not...

Regardless of your personal position or not…

Some oppositions are not avoidable.

Even if you know this kind of opposition, you will understand that the whole thing has passed, and due to various unfinished conditions, it will continue to become an opposite.

In a moment.

Lu Yuan thought a lot.

His mood is also quite complicated.

No matter what, he did not make a big move in the Shenhuo Villa, Qingyun Sect, Ghost King Sect and other sects he had been to.

But……

Treat Yunlan Sect...

But he had to act a little harder...

Because only in this way can Yunlan Sect survive!

Instead of after he left, Yunling and others put Yun Yun, the sect leader, insulted, so that Yunlan Sect did not die in the confrontation between the Soul Clan and the Ancient Clan, but instead fell into chronic death.

certainly.

The above did not prevent him from comforting Qinglin.

By the way, I also joked about Qinglin.

"Do not be nervous."

"At most I'm going to betray Yunlan Sect."

"They won't pursue you."

"At most, we have lost our supplies."

"In the future, we will inevitably sleep in the open."

Qinglin's nervousness that had just risen in his heart suddenly subsided by this sentence. He smiled helplessly, and then said softly: "It's okay, wherever the Lord goes, Qinglin will go."

"rest assured."

"I definitely won't let my little green tines starve."

Lu Yuan smiled gently.

The words said made Qinglin look shyly at the side.

What is "my little green scale"?

Qinglin could only give up the idea of ​​quarrel.

Following Lu Yuan, he slowly stepped into Yunlan Sect.

"Um?"

"Senior brother?"

In the distance, a beautiful young figure seemed to have seen something interesting. He spoke to a few girls beside him who were also wearing the costumes of Yunlan Sect disciples, and then ran over quickly.

First he took a look at the unscathed Lu Yuan.

Then, he took a look at Qinglin again.

The expression was very obvious and stiff.

Then, he reminded him with some meaning:

"The teacher is so angry that he is so anxious!"

"Senior brother, you are, too."

"Once you disappear, you will be more than half a month."

"It just happened that before it disappeared, there was still a clone left."

"You don't know how long the teacher was angry that day..."

Speaking of this, Nalan Yanran slightly held her forehead: "Anyway, if you don't come back, maybe the teacher will invite the master out. By the way, who is this?"

"Qingsin."

"A little maid I just collected."

"Responsible, wash laundry, fold quilts, cook, fight."

"Anyway, I'm just handling some troubles for me that are not worth my solution."

"Of course, this is the ultimate goal."

"She needs a certain amount of time to grow at the moment."

Lu Yuan first introduced Qinglin.

Then, he nodded to Nalan Yanran and introduced to Qinglin behind him: "This is Nalan Yanran, and another disciple accepted by my teacher Yun Yun. The teacher has two disciples in total. Although her and I are the same age, I started a lot earlier than her. Over the years, I have been training outside, so the relationship between me and me is average, and the relationship between me and most people in Yunlan Sect is average, probably that's it."

Qinglin nodded.

Then, he stretched out his hand with a friendly attitude.

Nalan Yanran shook it seriously.

Then, he looked at Lu Yuan speechlessly:

"Why did you even accept such a young girl as your maid?"

"It's not that Yunlan Sect has no maids."

"In your status and your strength, let alone equip you with a maid, even if you have ten or eight, I think the teacher and Elder Yunleeng will not reject this proposal."

"That's right..."

"Are you really the same age as me?"

Nalan Yanran's little face was full of suspicion.

Look around.

Confirm that no one is eavesdropping.

Immediately, he asked, "Are you really the Dou Emperor?"

"Then can there be fake?"

Lu Yuan raised his eyebrows and asked back:

"The Douqi-improvement wing is the most obvious sign, right?"

"Besides, even if you are not Douhuang, you can at least be Douyin King."

“The lower limit is still guaranteed.”

Nalan Yanran heard the answer she wanted.

At the same time, I also heard the answer I didn't want.

The corners of his eyes twitched unconsciously, and his tone was filled with surprise: "So, why did you practice so quickly?"

Lu Yuan pondered for a moment.

Looking at Nalan Yanran's face asking for advice, he seriously said an answer that he didn't believe in: "Stop focusing on some irrelevant things, use some talent and hard practice to achieve this state I am now."

Nalan Yanran never thought Lu Yuan would lie to him.

After listening, I felt it made sense.

He nodded seriously, not caring about Qinglin's slightly trembling shoulders.

Fortunately, Qinglin wore a mask, which avoided the misunderstanding. Otherwise, even though Qinglin was trying to restrain her laughter, her expression would still easily make people notice something was wrong.

certainly.

It cannot be said that Lu Yuan’s words are all wrong.

It is indeed important to practice hard.

However, the problem is that a person can only have twenty-four hours a day. Even if you learn some powerful fighting skills in your dreams, in reality, your body is still the same body, and the speed of refining fighting energy will not be much faster.

Suppose that an ordinary person’s speed of refining Dou Qi is one.

Then the speed at which some geniuses can refine Dou Qi is ten.
To be continued...