Wang Yuanyin's passionate voice suddenly rang out.

"Nephew Changsheng, you're here, I miss you so much!"

"You fought with Li Yang just now, didn't you hurt, right? Your hands don't hurt, right?"

"Oh, you can't blame your master. It's not that your master is cruel. The main reason is that you are praised by us as the senior brother of the Taoist sect, so you must convince these disciples of the disciples. There is no way to do so.

"Come on, Master Changsheng, Master, and Master personally brewed you a cup of Yin-Yang Ancient Tea, so you can rest well."

Wang Yuanyin was as passionate as fire.

Even in the end, he took the initiative to pull Lu Changsheng to have tea.

So Li Yang felt a little cold inexplicably.

"Saint Lord Wang, do you still remember me?" Liu Qingfeng immediately came over with a smile on his face.

"Who are you?"

The smile on Wang Yuanyin's face froze slightly, and then she showed a look of confusion.
Chapter completed!