Please, I really don’t want to fall in love with the leader.

Xianyunfeng Annex.

There were ripples in the air, and two figures suddenly appeared.

It was Yi Qinglan and Lin Langyue.

Looking at the empty courtyard, Yi Qinglan was a little strange.

"What about the deacons arranged by the poor road, where have they all gone?"

At this moment, there was a faint voice in the room, as if Li Ran was saying something.

"What is this guy doing?"

Yi Qinglan snapped her fingers.

A cloud of invisible aura enveloped the two of them, and the figures disappeared in an instant, and even the divine soul swept over and was empty.

They walked through the door like spirits.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Yi Qinglan paused for a moment.

I saw Li Ran sitting on a chair, crossing Erlang's legs, and talking like a river.

There were about a dozen deacons in front of him, all sitting cross-legged on the ground, looking at him intently.

Yi Qinglan listened carefully for a while, her brows furrowed slightly.

"Is this storytelling?"

Just listen to Li Ran's voice Lang Lang:

"I saw that the warbler was dressed up at home today, with a snail on the green silk on her head, a jade hosta bolted, a thin grease powder, and a light sweep of the moth eyebrows......"

"It was a young man, a white-faced scholar, wearing a scarf, a face like a silver basin, two sword eyebrows, and a pair ......of handsome eyes."

"Two ......"

The more Yi Qinglan listened, the more she felt that something was wrong.

His eyes were angry, his face was like frost, and his face was hard to see.

He's not just telling a story, he's telling a vigorous love story!

If it were among the mundane, it would be fine, but here is the Righteous Path Immortal Sect that cuts off the red dust!

"This thief really thinks this is his own backyard, and he dares to tell this kind of story?"

She said hatefully: "Langyue, do you see it, this is the way of heaven in your eyes, it's just too shameless!"

"Langyue?"

After waiting for a while and not hearing back, she looked back suspiciously.

I saw Lin Langyue sitting on a chair, listening attentively with her chin on her chin.

“......"

Yi Qinglan looked around.

Looking at the attentive faces of the disciples, they were even more serious than listening to her preaching.

An idea popped into my mind:

"They won't be brainwashed by Li Ran, right?"

Looking at Li Ran's eloquent appearance, she shook her head and sneered.

"Hmph, poor Dao has to listen, what can you say!"

......

Li Ran is talking about the West Chamber.

This is a well-known story in the past life, but no one has ever heard of it here.

He simplifies the story a lot, but the plot is still fascinating.

Although it was only a mortal love story, it amazed this group of cultivators.

When they heard that Zhang Sheng and Cui Yingying fell in love at first sight, their aunt's smile appeared on their faces.

And when he heard that Cui's mother broke her promise and got married, Zhang Sheng became lovesick, he rolled up his sleeves and was filled with righteous indignation.

When Zhang and Cui had a private meeting, Li Ran described it in great detail.

The strong color of wind and moon caused a strong impact on this group of ignorant little Taoist aunts.

Listening directly, their cheeks flew away, their faces flushed and their hearts beating.

Lin Langyue simply buried her face in her arms and couldn't even lift her head.

Yi Qinglan gritted her teeth with hatred.

"This filthy thief...... Needless to say, it's not so detailed!"

The breeze gently stirred the corner of the veil, and her fair cheeks were slightly reddened.

However, he did not interrupt Li Ran.

Because she also has a trace of curiosity in her heart.

Did the two who have gone through hardships get together in the end?

......

The reason why the Legend of the West Chamber is called a classic.

In addition to the ups and downs of the storyline, more importantly, it shows the desire for love and the unyielding in the face of traditional etiquette and family will.

Such a strong emotional color mobilized the emotions of this group of little Dao aunts and even Yi Qinglan.

They are high-minded cultivators, but because of this, some of them are too ungrounded.

This kind of mortal story in the rolling red dust stimulated their nerves.

In the end, when they heard that Zheng Heng was killed by a head-butt, and Cui Zhang and the two of them were married, everyone cheered with joy!

Lin Langyue hugged Yi Qinglan and said excitedly: "Master, I knew that they would definitely be together!"

“......"

Yi Qinglan said helplessly: "It's just a story, whether we can be together in the end or not, doesn't it all depend on Li Ran's mouth?"

But having said that, the corners of his mouth are also slightly upturned.

She was a little curious.

Li Ran, a demonic saint son, how could he make up such a story of ups and downs?

And all the details of it sound like you have experienced it yourself.

"Could it be that he really has a Cui Yingying in his heart?"

......

"The golden sword hides the autumn water, and the horse is full of spring sorrow and embroidered saddle. "

"It seems that there is no intention to fight, but the affection is ruthlessly annoyed. "

Li Ran ended the story with the last sentence:

"There is no separation between the old and the old, and the eternity is always complete, and I hope that there are lovers in the world who will eventually become dependents. "

Everyone was stunned and thoughtful for a while.

Lin Langyue didn't know what to think, her eyes were slightly red, and her eyes were shining.

Even Yi Qinglan was a little distracted.

"There is no separation between the old and the old, and the eternity is always complete...... Have a lover end up married?"

She looked at Li Ran with a complicated look in her eyes.

This sentence seems to be flat and straightforward, but it contains the most sincere vision, which makes people can't help but feel warm.

And the person who can say such things will really be a brazen person?

Li Ran ...... What kind of person are you?"

......

Smack, smack, smack.

The little deacon took the lead in applauding with excitement.

The others reacted, and the room burst into thunderous applause.

For this group of Dao aunts who are not familiar with Hongchen, the impact of this story and this sentence is too great.

"Li Shengzi really has poetry and books!"

"It's the best story I've ever heard!"

"There is no separation between the old and the old, and the eternity is always complete...... What a moral implication!"

"But where is my lover?"

"Does Li Shengzi have a Taoist couple?"

......

Listening to what they said, the more outrageous it became, Yi Qinglan finally couldn't sit still.

A faint voice sounded: "I want to find a Taoist couple, right? Do you want Poor Dao to introduce you to the Hehuan Sect?"

The deacons' bodies froze.

Slowly turning his head to look, he saw Yi Qinglan looking at them coldly.

"Master?!"

Their scalps tingled.

"Everyone has been thinking about it for seven days, if you still want to find a Taoist partner, Poor Dao will personally send you down the mountain!"

With a wave of his robes, a gust of wind suddenly rose and swept them out of the room, flying away in the air.

There was silence in the room.

Yi Qinglan said coldly: "I didn't expect Li Shengzi to be able to tell books?"

Li Ran smiled and said: "Art comes from life, Yi Daochang does not eat the fireworks of the world, and naturally he will not understand the taste." "

Yi Qinglan remembered something when she heard this, and the roots of her ears were slightly red.

He secretly hated in his heart: "Who said that the poor Tao does not understand? That taste is simply, simply uncomfortable to death!"

"Damn thief!"