Peerless Taoist

Zhen Yuan has long noticed Lu Yu.

When Lu Yu asked him, Zhen Yuan said coldly, "what are you talking about? It's clearly what my Zhen family's ancestors gave me. What's the matter with the girl Zhen Yuqin!"

Other people also set their eyes on Lu Yu.

Yan Jin said sarcastically, "what's the matter with my younger martial sisters? They should protect such an ignorant child. This is the Dharma purport written by the powerful in heaven. How can it be false?"

It's a gift from the powerful in heaven to receive the Dharma decree. Does anyone dare to cheat?

Lu Yu said calmly, "I hope you think well. You can't pretend to be such a thing."

How could concubine Mi of the Dayu heavenly Dynasty be deceived by such a small role when she could become a woman of the Taiqian Heavenly Emperor and rank on the list of gods.

Deep in Zhen Yuan's eyes, a trace of panic flashed.

But his expression was well concealed. Leng she said, "what are you? You need to take care of it here?"

"Brother Zhen, why bother with such people? I've seen too many of them." suddenly a cold female voice came from behind them.

A woman in a Confucian robe came slowly.

Although she was wearing a broad Confucian robe, she did not hide the woman's proud posture and, of course, her cold look.

She is the daughter of the dean of Xuanzhou academy, Meng Zhuyun!

Meng Zhuyun raised her white neck and said coldly, "they just envy me. They can't eat grapes and say grapes are sour. Ha ha, such people will only complain about themselves. They can't achieve anything in their life."

Meng Zhuyun's whole body is full of great boldness.

Every step, it seems that countless people are reciting the subset of Sutra history.

This is the power of the sage of literature. Even a Dharma written casually will produce such a powerful heroic spirit.

Zhen Yuan belongs to the third branch of Zhen family.

This branch has been active in the southern region of Middle Earth all year round, adjacent to Xuanzhou academy, and the two sides often have contacts.

Therefore, Meng Zhuyun and Zhen Yuan have known each other for a long time.

Lu Yu glanced at Meng Zhuyun and a cold light came out of his eyes.

When they were in Nanhuang, Lu Yu saved Meng Zhuyun from danger when they met their heart grabbing ancestor in the cave.

But later, Lu Yu planned to heal Meng Zhuyun, but she didn't expect her to bite the hand that feeds her. She slapped Lu Yu under the abyss.

If Lu Yu hadn't been reincarnated, I'm afraid he would have killed people alive.

Lu Yu glanced at Meng Zhuyun's heroic spirit, as if he had guessed something.

"Maybe I shouldn't have done it and saved you from the heart grabbing ancestor." Lu Yu looked at her and shook his head: "the Confucian way of dealing with people and things. Now it seems that you haven't learned anything."

Heartbreaker?

As soon as Meng Zhuyun's pupil shrinks, he thinks of something.

In my memory, the vague figure of the mortal youth gradually coincided with Lu Yu in front of me.

"It's you!" Meng Zhuyun said in a deep voice, "you fell into the abyss and didn't die!"

At that time, the cliff in the cave was enough for a congenital martial artist to die.

Lu Yu should be dead, but now, Lu Yu is standing in front of her alive!

Lu Yu said coldly, "yes, thanks to you. A mortal who saved you was pushed off the cliff by you. The sage said that good for evil, but he hasn't heard of bad for good."

Meng Zhuyun felt a burst of boredom in her heart.

She later returned to Xuanzhou academy and thought about it.

The poison in her body has disappeared.

The mortal boy may really help her, but Meng Zhuyun will never admit it.

She is a disciple of a saint. Everything she does must be right!