The playful and cute concubine is a little sweet

Chapter 193 Saint

"The people from the Ruthless Palace are here today. I wonder if the people from the Ruthless Palace will come?"

Yang Qingqing also understood a little after listening to the surrounding discussions, but she didn't understand what kind of hatred turned former lovers into enemies.

Such a bloody drama can be made into a TV series!
A gust of wind blew by, and all the men in red clothes appeared, all of them wore manjusawa masks as rumored, and their temperament was dusty, all of them looked handsome!
Yang Qingqing sighed: "Beautiful men and beautiful women, why do you want to practice the way of ruthlessness! If there is no qing, what is the meaning of this longevity?"

"Good good!"

An old man said three good words in a row and walked towards Yang Qingqing.

Yang Qingqing looked at the person, she was dressed in a white and dark blue robe, with white hair and a childlike face, with a fairy demeanor, like Monkey King's master in Journey to the West, full of a fairy spirit that does not care about the world.

"It's not bad for a girl from the monster clan to have such a feeling!" The saint stroked his beard with a kind face.

"Thank you, grandpa, for your praise!" Yang Qingqing said modestly.

The surrounding people who eat melons are stunned.

"Oh my god! She actually called Grandpa Saint!"

"I really don't know how to be respectful, but that's the kind of person that even the emperors in the human world want to give way to three points!"

"The heads of the immortal cultivators want to curry favor with everyone!"

"Huh? Grandpa, are you very good?" Yang Qingqing heard that this old man is very good, and she might be able to defeat this big Xiao beast.

"Cultivation is endless, it can't be called great!" The saint looked at Yang Qingqing with a smile on his face.

Hearing this, it must be super powerful, please hug your thigh!
"Grandpa, I was caught by this ice face to warm the bed, please help me!" Yang Qingqing asked the saint for help, as if seeing a savior.

Hearing her words, the saint looked at Xiao Yihan behind her with a smile on his face, and said, "Disciple, is what she said the truth?"

Disciple?

who is it?
Yang Qingqing turned her head, but saw Xiao Yihan bent down respectfully and bowed: "Master, she is the only lover I believe, and she will remain unchanged in this life!"

"Okay! Disciple's lifelong matter has finally been resolved, and I'm waiting to hold the baby for my master!" The saint looked at Yang Qingqing with more kind eyes.

Question marks all over Yang Qingqing's head? ? ? ?
This style of painting is wrong, and the plot changes too fast, how could the saint in the human world be the master of King Han in the demon world?

She feels that her brain is not enough, who will tell her that this is the case?

"The secret realm is about to open, pay attention to safety on the way there!" The saint urged, as if treating his own child.

Could Xiao Yihan be his illegitimate child?
Yang Qingqing looked at the two of them, they didn't look alike, she couldn't figure out that the two of them would be a master-student relationship.

It was a long time ago, when Xiao Yihan hadn't transformed into a human form when he was young, after signing a contract with Yang Qingqing's current body, the black-faced sheep, that Taoist figured that he would be extraordinary in the future, after Xiao Yihan transformed into a human form, he was sent by his parents to worship in the human world Those who become teachers!

At that time, Xiao Yihan was like a three-year-old human child, far away from his parents, and he didn't know what family affection was since he was a child.

Xiao's father, Xiao Jingyuan, also agreed that children should be trained strictly from an early age and be reborn on their own. They rarely visited him, and even if they did, they would just watch from afar.

So in Xiao Yihan's heart, he has more respect for Master than his parents.

Yang Qingqing looked towards the secret realm, where the white mist was lingering, and by visual inspection, it was a huge white void that couldn't be seen.
The surrounding white mist rolled down like a waterfall, and the white mist rolled away, like boiling water.

"This is the entrance to the secret realm. Why does it look like a cauldron standing vertically?" Yang Qingqing murmured in a low voice.

Xiao Yihan smiled from the corner of his eyes: "Young lady's imagination is really rich, my husband will protect you, and will never let you fall into the pot."

(End of this chapter)