Please, I Really Didn’t Want To Fall in Love With My Master!

"Confession..."

Li Ran was lost in thought.

This is easy to say, but there are two problems.

First, the Youluo Temple is a top-level demon sect, and the requirements for its disciples are even more severe. There are dozens of sect rules and regulations, and one of them is a prohibition that cannot be touched.

It is forbidden to engage in private affairs between men and women!

This ban was ordered by the head of the head, Leng Wuyan. The purpose is to make the disciples temper their physical will, and not to be hollowed out by beauty and bad mood.

She herself is even more hands-on, and there has never been lace news for hundreds of years. There are even rumors that she is a stone girl, and she is humiliated by outsiders as a "steel old woman".

Thinking of the means of his beautiful master, Li Ran fought a cold war.

If this matter is exposed, I am afraid that he will be more fortunate.

But in order to complete the task, it is not so much.

second question:

Who to confess to.

Li Ran is the holy son of the Demon Sect, indifferent and cruel, and he took the initiative to confess that he did not fit his personality.

In order not to arouse suspicion, it is necessary to strike with precision to ensure that it can be taken down in one fell swoop.

"Who to choose..."

After thinking hard, Li Ran finally chose to confess to the younger sister.

That girl is very obsessed with him, like a follower all day, the success rate should be very high.

The most important thing is that she is confused. Seeing that her IQ is not high, she should not be suspicious.

Just do it.

Li Ran was not in the mood to pretend any more, and walked quickly to the residence.

His cultivation base is now blocked and his perception is slow. If he confesses in person, I am afraid that the wall will have ears.

So I decided to write a love letter, and if it was discovered, it would be said that others framed it.

Quiet indoors.

Li Ran spread out the white paper, just about to splash ink, but found a major problem.

He didn't know the other's name.

The role of little junior sister is just a passerby to the predecessor, and there is no need to remember the name.

Li Ran, a latecomer, is even less likely to know.

"Forget it, don't write your name at all, it's better than writing it wrong."

Li Ran wrote and wrote more than a thousand words.

First, I praised it, and then made up my love to the fullest, and added a lot of earthy love words.

With the simplicity of the little junior sister, it is guaranteed that when she sees it, her heart will blush, and she will cry to give him a monkey.

It only took half an incense stick to finish writing the love letter.

Li Ran checked it carefully and made sure there was no problem, so he put the love letter into a sandalwood box.

All the way to the little sister's residence.

It happened that her window was not closed.

After Li Ran made sure that there was no one nearby, he threw the sandalwood box in through the window and just fell on the table.

"Anyway, the time limit is twenty-four hours, which is two full days. If the love letter is useless, you can also use the method of face-to-face confession."

Li Ran clapped his hands, and Shi Shiran left.

After a while.

A frolic sounded, and several young female disciples came together.

"Hey, Elder Sun delayed for so long today that when I arrived at Xiantai, Saint Son had already returned," said one of the girls with a pretty face.

Obviously, he was very unhappy that he didn't see Li Ran.

"Okay, Xinran, stick to the Holy Son every day, be careful if he is unhappy, he will directly use you as a furnace." Others joked.

Lu Xinran clenched his fists firmly and said firmly: "If it can increase the cultivation of the Holy Son, what's the harm in being a furnace? People are willing!"

"Tsk tsk, you are really a loyal supporter of the Son of God."

"Of course, I like Lord Saint Son the most!"

Several people said and walked to their respective rooms.

Lu Xinran walked into the room and slumped lazily on the chair.

"I'm so tired~"

At this time, a female disciple outside the door passed by and said, "The medicinal pills for the assessment should have been refined. I want to send it to the sect master, do I need to take it along?"

"Have."

Lu Xinran saw the sandalwood box on the table, picked it up and handed it to her, "Then I will trouble Senior Sister."7

"It's okay."

The female disciple took it, threw it into the storage ring, and put it together with a pile of the same boxes.

The Sect Master of Youluo Temple, Leng Wuyan, although she is a murderous female devil, she is very concerned about the disciples under her sect.

Especially for the direct disciples on the main peak, they will regularly check the progress of their cultivation.

And alchemy is one of the most important items.

The elders had persuaded her not to do everything by herself.

But Leng Wuyan was very keen on this matter, and after persuading him to no avail, this rule was retained.

Rakshasa Peak.

In the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month, it snowed heavily.

A beautiful and unparalleled figure stood in the snow, his robes tumbling in the wind, like white waves.

Leng Wuyan's eyes were deep and deep, looking at the mountains in the distance, she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Brutal!"

Accompanied by a high-pitched cry, a falcon with pure black feathers pierced through the sky, vibrating its wings and flying towards her.

Leng Wuyan raised her slender hand, and the falcon circled around and landed on her index finger obediently.

At the same time, the jade on the eagle's mouth also fell into her hands.