3418. The Amnesiac Saint
Qiu Fengying frowned slightly and said: "Very good? How good is it?" The female disciple hesitated for a moment and replied: "The saint seems to have a lot of affection for him." Qiu Fengying looked cold, then waved her hand and said: "I know Come on, please step back. Remember, don’t talk about this matter to anyone.” After the female disciple left, Qiu Fengying moved and galloped towards Leng Xuan’s location.
At this moment, Leng Xuan and Gui Gu Zhenren were surrounded by the disciples of Jiutian Holy Palace. The two sides refused to give in to each other and were at war with each other. Just when the disciples of Jiutian Holy Palace were about to take action, they heard Qiu Fengying's voice: "Stop." Leng Xuan looked at Qiu Fengying who was approaching, raised his hands and saluted, "I have met Palace Master Qiu." Qiu Fengying said with an unhappy expression: " Leng Xuan, what are you doing? Although I admire you, it does not mean that you can ignore the rules of Jiutian Holy Palace." Leng Xuan apologized: "Palace Master Qiu, I'm sorry, I have no disrespect to Jiutian Holy Palace. Meaning. My purpose is very simple, I just want to see the saint." Qiu Fengying said coldly: "You can meet the saint if you want. Not to mention you, even if the master of Lingyun Palace wants to meet, There may not be a chance.”
Leng Xuan said: "Palace Master Qiu, the saint was my friend when she was in the secular world. As long as you help me to convey that Leng Xuan wants to see you, I think she will definitely agree." Qiu Fengying mocked slightly: "Friend? I don’t remember the Saint ever mentioning you as a friend.” Leng Xuan’s face changed slightly and he said, “Palace Master Qiu, what do you mean by this?”
"Don't you understand?" Qiu Fengying said lightly: "In the eyes of the saint, you have never existed. In other words, she will not know you at all."
"No, it's impossible. Are you lying?" Leng Xuan felt inexplicably sad, but he forced himself to stay calm.
"Really?" Qiu Fengying pondered for a moment, nodded softly and said: "Okay, since you are the champion of this rookie competition, I will give you a chance. But I want to explain in advance that if the Saint does not know you, You are not allowed to continue to pester me in the future." Leng Xuan did not speak. In fact, he no longer knew what to say.
At this time, Qiu Fengying turned to one of her disciples and said, "Go and invite the Holy Lady." Not long after, Ling Xuejiao came to Qiu Fengying's side, surrounded by more than a dozen disciples of the Nine Heavens Holy Palace. Leng Xuan took a step forward and wanted to approach Ling Xuejiu, but was stopped by Xiuyu. "Don't be arrogant in front of the saint." Leng Xuan frowned, but still resisted the impulse in his heart. He raised his eyes and looked at Ling Xuejiao's plain face, feeling a dull pain in his heart. The two of them had not seen each other for many days, and now they suddenly met here, but the other party's reaction was so dull, which was beyond his expectation. Especially Ling Xuejiao's still eyes, as if the person standing in front of her at this moment was just a stranger who didn't care.
Taking a deep breath, Leng Xuan forced himself to calm down and said, "Snow Eagle, do you know who I am?"
Ling Xuejiu seemed displeased that others called her Snow Eagle instead of Saint, but she still nodded and said calmly: "I know your name is Leng Xuan, the champion of this rookie competition. I heard that you You have something to do with me?" Master Gui Gu on the side asked strangely: "Little girl, don't you know him?" Upon hearing this, a disciple of the Holy Palace frowned and scolded: "You are so presumptuous, how can you be allowed to call me a random name by the name of a saint? .”