The Demon Sect assigned ladies, and I drew the Righteous Fairy

Chapter 121 Gentle Fairy Luo Linger

Hearing Fang Yang's words, Yun Feihong paused, the fierceness on her face was somewhat dispelled by surprise, and she stared at Fang Yang closely.

"Senior Sister Qin actually told you something like this?"

Fang Yang still had a calm expression. He glanced at the light green headscarf on Yun Feihong's head and smiled.

"Yes, Master sneaked into the Demon Sect and pretended to be siblings with me to hide his identity."

"In addition to teaching me the techniques, Master also told me about the senior sisters and brothers of Qingtang Sword Sect. The one he mentioned the most was you, Senior Brother Yun."

Fang Yang kept talking nonsense without changing his expression, but Yun Feihong's heart was pounding as she listened, and she urged anxiously:
"Senior Sister Qin, what did she say?"

Fang Yang was no longer panicked upon seeing this.

It seems that Yun Feihong is really a crazy fan of Qin Xueyan, and the most paranoid boyfriend fan.

The best way to control these brainless fans is naturally to bring out their idols.

Fang Yang's face showed a look of reminiscence, "Master said that among the disciples of the same generation, the one she admired the most was Senior Brother Yun. She said that Senior Brother Yun not only had a high level of cultivation, but more importantly, he had a noble character. He could be called the purest white lotus on Qingtang Mountain!"

"White lotus?" Ning Miaomiao next to him was a little confused. She always felt that Fang Yang's choice of words was strange.

Moreover, they have lived with the Senior Sister in Yunyu Town for so long, but have they never heard the Senior Sister mention Senior Brother Yun?

Yun Feihong's cheeks turned red with excitement. It was the first time he heard Qin Xueyan's evaluation of him.

Senior Sister Qin is so cold and arrogant, like the bright moon in the night sky and the white snow on the top of the mountain, so out of reach.

Even though he was the eldest senior brother of Zhijian Peak, he could only keep this admiration hidden in his heart. On weekdays, he would be happy for several days in private when he could talk to Qin Xueyan about sect business.

But he never thought that this was how he was in Qin Xueyan's mind.

Ah~~
It turns out it’s all worth it!
Yun Feihong looked at Fang Yang, her voice trembling a little, "Did Senior Sister Qin really say that?"

“Brother Yun, how dare I make up what our Master said?”

Fang Yang continued, "Master also said that Senior Brother Yun has a great sense of justice, and only distinguishes between good and evil in his heart, and has never had any prejudice against family background. I will get closer to Senior Brother Yun at Zhijian Peak."

"Master said that if Senior Brother Yun knew that I was her disciple, she would definitely treat me well."

Yun Feihong nodded repeatedly, "Of course, I, a righteous cultivator, must distinguish right from wrong. I will not let the evildoers go, nor will I wrongly accuse the good people who are dedicated to doing good!"

"Senior Brother Yun is indeed as wise as our Master said!"

Fang Yang immediately agreed and continued:
"Master also said that Senior Brother Yun is a fifth-grade weapon refiner who is best at refining flying swords. She has always admired him. If Senior Brother Yun sees me, he will definitely give me a flying sword that is no less than the fifth grade."

Yun Feihong was stunned. Although he was very happy with Qin Xueyan's praise for him, he was still surprised to hear that she was asking him to give a magic weapon to this person from the Demon Sect whom he met for the first time, and it was a fifth-grade magic weapon at that.

He was still a little hesitant.

He had indeed just refined a fifth-grade flying sword recently, which was the best among the five grades in terms of both appearance and power.

If he gave it to Qin Xueyan, he would naturally be happy to accept it. Of course, Qin Xueyan would not like such things.

But Yun Feihong felt a little reluctant to give it to her apprentice.

Or you can just give me a third-grade one, um, a fourth-grade one at most will be fine, right?

"Is this the disciple that Senior Sister just accepted? He is indeed very talented."

A gentle and soft voice sounded from above, and a slender female cultivator slowly flew down.

She was wearing a white feather gauze skirt, her black hair was half tied up to her waist, and she had a jade hairpin on her bun, which fell down gracefully, her skirt fluttered, and her hair was like clouds.

If Qin Xueyan is cold and Nangong Yan is beautiful, then this female cultivator is gentle.

Whether it's her picturesque facial features, her slender figure, or her faint smile, they all exude a gentleness that brings peace of mind.

Ning Miaomiao bowed and said, "Greetings, Senior Sister Luo Ling'er." She deliberately called out the other party's full name, intending to remind Fang Yang that the gentle and beautiful woman in front of him was one of the three great fairies of Qingtang Sword Sect - Luo Ling'er.

Fang Yang had of course heard of Luo Ling'er's name.

However, among the three fairies of Qingtang, she is often ranked after Qin Xueyan and Nangong Yan, and even her portrait is rarely circulated.

It was the first time that Fang Yang saw Luo Ling'er's appearance, and he couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

Isn't this much better looking than that idiot Nangong Yan?

Why is her fame not as famous as Nangong Yan?

As if she had guessed his thoughts, Ning Miaomiao transmitted her voice: "Senior Sister Luo likes to be quiet and rarely leaves Qingtang Mountain, so she is not well-known."

Fang Yang understood, just keep a low profile, he also bowed:

"Meet Senior Sister Luo."

"Junior Sister Luo, why are you here?" Yun Feihong was a little embarrassed. He didn't know whether Luo Linger had heard the conversation between him and Fang Yang just now.

After all, it would be better for Fang Yang to hide away and savor quietly the words that Qin Xueyan had just said in praise of him.

"Junior Sister Ning, Junior Brother Fang, you are polite."

Luo Linger first returned the greetings to Ning Miaomiao and Fang Yang, and then said to Yun Feihong:
"I heard that Senior Brother Yun had conquered Tianhuan City, so I came here to congratulate him."

Her voice was just like her, soft and gentle, making people feel like they were bathed in a spring breeze. Yun Feihong laughed:
"You're too polite, Junior Sister Luo. This is all thanks to everyone!"

Luo Linger looked at Fang Yang again, smiling gently, and bowed slightly:
"Senior Sister Qin sneaked into the Demon Sect alone this time. It was very brave and righteous, but it was also quite risky. Fortunately, Junior Brother Fang helped Senior Sister hide her identity."

"There are also four junior sisters, Ning Miaomiao, Chen Wanrou, Zhang Suqin, and Wang Yujiao. It was all thanks to Junior Brother Fang who risked his life to save us. Luo Linger would like to thank Junior Brother Fang here!"

Fang Yang quickly returned the greeting: "I dare not, Senior Sister Luo is too polite!"

Luo Ling'er is the true core disciple of Qingtang Sword Sect. Her status and position are far beyond Fang Yang's reach, but she showed him such a great courtesy, which surprised Fang Yang.

"Sister Luo"

Ning Miaomiao was also a little moved. She and Luo Ling'er were not disciples from the same peak, but she had heard many people say that Senior Sister Luo was gentle, generous, and considerate. Today she really experienced that.

Wow, Senior Sister Luo is so nice, she is my second idol after Senior Sister!
After Luo Ling'er bowed and expressed her gratitude, she took out a few pills from her storage bag and waved her slender hand, and the pills flew into Fang Yang's hands.

"These are some pills I made. I heard that Junior Brother Fang was seriously injured in order to protect Junior Sister Ning and the others. These pills can help with recovery and also strengthen your foundation. Consider them my gift to Junior Brother Fang."

Fang Yang took them and saw that these pills were full of spiritual energy. Just smelling them a few times made people feel comfortable all over.

"They are all fifth-grade elixirs!" Ning Miaomiao exclaimed.

Fang Yang bowed: "Thank you, Senior Sister Luo!"

Luo Linger smiled softly, "Nephew Fang, you should call me Uncle-Master."

Fang Yang looked at her beautiful face that looked like a young girl, and had to change his words:

"Thank you, Uncle Luo."

Luo Ling'er agreed gently and looked at Yun Feihong with a smile.

Yun Feihong was embarrassed.

Luo Ling'er had already given him a fifth-grade elixir, so how could he be stingy anymore? He had to reluctantly take out a flying sword shining with silver light, and the light green turban on his head fluttered in the wind.

"This is the fifth-grade flying sword I just refined, Brother Fang, I'll give it to you."

(End of this chapter)