Zi Lan burst into tears: "Grand Master Tai, I want to know if he is still alive?"

Qingyao looked at Zi Lan's stubborn face, feeling as if something had pricked her heart, and the pain was so painful that even her pores were spasming. With the same stubborn face, the same stubborn feelings, wasn't she just as unwilling to do so after fifty years? She sighed.

With a sound, his expression softened and he nodded slightly.

Zi Lan was shaken all over, stood up suddenly, and was about to walk out.

"Stop! What are you going to do?" Qingyao stopped her sternly.

Zi Lan's body was trembling, but her voice was surprisingly calm: "I'm going to find him!"

"What will happen if you find him? He already has a fiancée, it seems there is more than one... He is the future of Wudang, almost a god-like existence. Even if he has not forgotten you, Wudang will not let you be with him.

.After all, your seniority is too different..."

Zi Lan suddenly knelt down in front of Qing Yao and cried: "Grand Master, please help me..."

Qingyao held Zilan in her arms, caressed her hair lovingly, and said sadly: "My child, it's not that I don't want to help you, but I really can't help you...Things that happened when I was a child are just a dream.

Right. Flowers bloom and fall, the wind blows and the clouds disperse. Nothing will happen.

Stay... You and he are not from the same world. He is destined to soar above the nine heavens in this life, shining brightly. You can't keep up with his pace, and you will never be able to catch up... Wudang is just a station for him, but it is

A responsibility that you must protect throughout your life."

"Grand Master..." Zi Lan was heartbroken. Could her waiting end like this? Does anyone know how many tears she has shed in the past ten years? Who knows how many wishes she has made in the past ten years? Who knows her

Despair and desolation in the middle of the night? There was too much grievance and unwillingness in her heart: "You said you would definitely marry me when you grow up, why did you lie to me? Why?"

Seeing a group of female disciples coming to "Baoyue Peak", Feng Yanran said with a smile: "Senior Brother Head is really thoughtful and sent us a group of nannies."

Fu Chenxue was playing with the little bird. She didn't hear what Qingfeng Yanran said. She turned around and asked, "Yanran, what did you say? What kind of nanny?"

Lin Banzhuang smiled and said: "Yan Ran said that the boss sent some girls to take care of us."

Fu Chenxue frowned and said, "Yan Ran, please let them go back. We are here and we don't need a nanny. I don't want anyone to disturb Master's peace."

Feng Yanran stood up and said, "Okay, I'll say hello to that old Niubi. If you continue to be so verbose, I'll steal the 'Zhu Guo' back." After saying that, he quickly walked down the mountain and faced Qing Qing.

Yao and his party.

"It turns out to be Senior Sister Qingyao. I haven't seen you for a long time. She is still so young and beautiful!" Feng Yanran said hello to Qingyao from a distance. Qingyao's heart was as calm as water, and she had a good eye for beauty. She was almost sixty years old and still looked like a thirty-year-old beauty.

Generally speaking, if you put on a see-through dress, you will definitely look more enchanting than an old and young star today.

Qingyao smiled and said, "You little thing, how much honey did you steal today?"

Feng Yanran scratched her head and said in a daze: "Senior sister, I just came back. Where can I get honey to eat? I drank a lot of bitter water!"

Qingyao said: "You didn't eat honey secretly, why is your little mouth so sweet?"

Feng Yanran said: "Are my words sweet? I'm just telling the truth. If a fairy-like figure like Senior Sister enters the entertainment industry, how can she be a part of Brigitte Lin? You must be the one to play the 'Invincible of the East'

ah!"

This group of female disciples obviously knew who Brigitte Lin was and the movie she acted in. Tingfeng Yanran actually asked their respected Grand Master to play the role of "The Invincibles of the East". They couldn't help but laugh, and they were all trembling.

.

Qingyao was angry and anxious, and said angrily: "You little thing, if you talk nonsense again, I will sew your mouth shut with a sword!"

Feng Yanran took a step back, quickly covered her mouth, and shouted: "Sewing your mouth with a sword? How big of a needle is this? The ancients said, 'The needle behind the wasp's tail is the most poisonous to a woman's heart.' Senior sister, am I talking about you?"

"

Seeing that Feng Yanran was so funny and approachable, the female disciples behind Qing Yao all laughed, and Mo Hui'er happily shouted: "Uncle Grand Master, it turns out it's really you... When did you come back?"

Feng Yanran looked at Mo Hui'er carefully and laughed: "Hui'er, it turns out it's you who is so little...Come here and let me see, tsk tsk, she has grown into a big girl. Beauty is a disaster. I have to think about it."

What kind of in-laws are you looking for? They will never wrong our little ones."

Everyone started laughing. Mo Huier's face was so red that it was almost dripping with blood. She rushed towards her, twisted Feng Yanran violently, and said angrily: "Who is the 'little one'? Who is the 'beautiful woman'? You are better than me."

How old am I? Who cares about you finding a husband for me? You evil-hearted little loach..."

Everyone burst into laughter. Feng Yanran looked embarrassed, scratched her head, and said with a smile: "Tong Yan Wuji...Tong Yan Wuji..." "Little Loach" was his nickname when he was a child, or "Zi Lan".

These female disciples all know something about what he picked up.

Qingyao suppressed her laughter and said with a straight face: "Hui'er, Yan Ran is your great uncle, how come you are neither big nor small in front of him?"

Mo Huier stuck out her little tongue and took her little hands away from Feng Yanran.

Feng Yanran smiled and said: "Senior sister, Hui'er and I are childhood sweethearts. You can't use your seniority to suppress her..."

"Pfft-" Before Feng Yanran could finish speaking, the female disciples almost fell down laughing. Qingyao couldn't laugh or cry. Mo Huier blushed and glared at Feng Yanran. Isn't this guy too hateful? Who is with you?

Are you childhood sweethearts? You can’t use idioms and you’re still talking about them all over the place. Please go away, okay?

Feng Yanran seemed to realize something, but he was thick-skinned enough and said with a smile: "Don't get me wrong... Hui'er and I have the most sincere friendship, and it will last forever..."

"Ah?" Those female disciples were all petrified, and Mo Huier finally burst out: "You stinky loach, if you can't speak, just shut up, or get out of here -"

"Ah?" Those female disciples were petrified again. Isn't the "little one" too overbearing? How dare you tell this "little great uncle" who even gave the head a headache to get out.

Qingyao glared at Mo Huier and said: "Yan Ran, I was ordered by the master brother to bring the disciples of 'Biluo Palace' to 'Baoyue Peak' to wait for instructions. You can help me inform the master."

Feng Yanran shook her head and said, "What are you reporting? Senior brother doesn't want anyone to disturb the master, so he asked me to come over and block you back."

"Brother?" The female disciples were startled when they heard this. Mo Hui'er felt like a thunderbolt fell in her ears, and tears almost burst out: Sister Zilan, your guess is indeed right, that person... he is really back...
Chapter completed!