Chapter 616 Acting wildly
It seemed as if all the bystanders in the audience were involved in the relationship between the two, and everyone's reactions were within Ranran's expectations.
Only one person.
Xuanyuan Zhenren.
From beginning to end, Master Xuanyuan had no reaction to the fact that Gu Qingjue, his extremely cherished disciple, was involved with the Holy Maiden of the Demon Realm.
Ranran soon had a bold guess in his mind.
Master Xuanyuan knew it a long time ago.
The person who shouted this sentence the moment Ranran thought of it was Yun Qingxi.
Xiao Yi Yang immediately coughed deeply to respond to the strange looks from the people around him.
Yun Qingxi was completely unaware of this and just said excitedly: "This is the only way it makes sense! Why doesn't even my master know about this!"
Xiao Yi Yang became particularly reliable at the critical moment and directly signaled Yun Qingxi to calm down.
In the current situation of confrontation between the two sides, especially with their two elders present at the scene, it would definitely be a wrong decision to draw attention to them.
Feeling Xiao Yi Yang patting her shoulder, Yun Qingxi calmed down a lot and spoke to Xiao Yi Yang in a low voice.
"You understand, right? That's the reason! Because this is something Xuan Yuan Zhenren wants to suppress, and my master can only cooperate!"
Is the truth really as Ranran and Yun Qingxi guessed?
No one can know, no one can turn into a bug and drill into the brain of Master Xuanyuan.
The accident happened at this moment, a moment that no one expected.
The saint suddenly stepped forward, and white silk as thin as a cicada's wing stretched out from her sleeves and instantly wrapped around Gu Qingjue.
"Fellow Daoist Qingjue!"
There were exclamations from the audience one after another, but the saint girl flew back to the platform regardless. Bai Su was carried by her and Gu Qingjue also flew up.
The saint moved her fingers slightly, and a long white silk surrounded Gu Qingjue in front of the platform like a silkworm pupa.
But in the blink of an eye, Gu Qingjue was hung in front of the platform with white silk, like a prisoner to be beheaded in public.
The Saint, Ranran and Qin Siyi were standing above his head, looking down at him.
Even if Ranran was not the worm in Qin Siyi's stomach, she knew that he must be feeling extremely comfortable at this moment.
Being superior to his rival, or believing from the bottom of his heart that he is superior to his rival in every aspect, this feeling is something few people can understand.
Zhenren Xuanyuan in the audience remained calm, only looking up at the saint girl, as if the person who was kidnapped was not his valued disciple, but an unimportant person.
"What does this mean, Saint?"
The Saint smiled, "Master Xuanyuan is such a smart person, he should understand what I mean."
Xuan Yuan Zhenren was unmoved. "What the seven major sects and Saint Maiden are arguing about today is just a matter between the Luo family and that little cultivator. Saint Maiden, if you insist on standing up for that little cultivator, that's fine, but don't involve irrelevant people."
The saint exerted a little force with her fingertips, and as her white sleeves fluttered, she summoned a long sword surrounded by frost.
She tapped her toes lightly, and in the next moment she had leapt onto the sword, the breeze caressing her hair and the hem of her clothes.
Her inky black hair and plain white clothes made her look like a cold and distant goddess who had strayed into the mortal world.
Ran Ran watched in a daze, and finally understood why the people in the Demon Realm called the Saint the Saint.
It was this person, like the cold moon on a snowy mountain, who turned around, leaned over, and stretched out his hand towards Ranran.
"Even though this is dangerous, I still want to invite you to enjoy this scene."
Upon hearing this, Ran Ran walked forward as if possessed, put his hand in the saint's palm, and couldn't help but ask.
"why?"
The saint raised her eyebrows upon seeing this, exerted a little force with her hands, and pulled Ranran in front of her.
"I feel like you're the only one who understands what I'm doing."
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the saint's behavior made Ranran believe one thing... She was afraid that she would love her for the rest of her life.
Even though she was not from this world at all and would leave this world sooner or later, Ranran believed it very much.
Of course, the heart belonging to Shen Yanwen in her chest was even more excited than her at this moment.
The saint controlled the flying sword to dive downward, and feeling the swift wind coming towards him, Ranran grabbed the saint's dress curiously.
The saint clearly felt it, but she said nothing.
Only when the flying sword stopped steadily beside Gu Qingjue did the saint pat Ranran's hand soothingly.
"Do not be afraid."
Ran Ran couldn't help swallowing her saliva. There was indeed a hint of fear mixed in with her novel emotion. How could the saint sense it?
And after the saint noticed it, she didn't say anything else but just comforted her.
Has she become so tolerant of her that she can fully accept everything about her that she is not used to on the path of cultivation?
There should be no cultivator in Central Continent who feels curious or afraid of flying.
Ranran pursed her lips and said nothing. When she raised her eyes slightly, she saw Gu Qingjue who was wrapped tightly in white silk.
He was looking at her with very cold eyes.
Ran Ran was stunned for a second before she reacted. In Gu Qingjue's opinion, her and the Saint's behavior just now was definitely flirting.
He was jealous again.
Unfortunately, Gu Qingjue could only express his dissatisfaction in this way, because his hands and feet were tied and covered with white silk, and even his lips were tightly covered.
He couldn't even speak now.
The saint's every word and action was incomprehensible to everyone present.
When the Saint summoned the flying sword, everyone thought she was about to take action, but unexpectedly, she invited the man (Ran Ran) to ride with her the next second, and then flew strangely to Gu Qingjue...
Really weird.
But obviously, what the saint did had not yet exceeded the limits of everyone, because the next second, these people who could still barely remain calm all let out low cries at the same time.
The saint placed her hand frivolously on Gu Qingjue's cheek and lingered there as if she was reluctant to leave.
"Monster! How can you treat a disciple of a real person like this!"
"Your behavior is frivolous and unrestrained, worthy of being a person from the Demon Realm!"
The Saint Girl chuckled and whispered into Gu Qingjue's ear, "These people act more anxious than you."
"They have no idea that you love it when I touch you like this."
Ranran listened calmly and lowered her head, her cheeks silently blushing. When she glanced at Gu Qingjue's reaction, the only thing she could see was his earlobe which was red as if it was about to bleed.
"Dirty talk!"
What the saint said was absolutely true. Those people who were shouting with red faces and thick necks under the stage were indeed behaving much more exaggeratedly than Gu Qingjue.
It was as if the people being humiliated by the saint were not Gu Qingjue, but them.
Gu Qingjue's eyes were cold and hateful, but if you looked closely you could see the burning love hidden beneath the layers of ice.
The saint seemed to be able to read his mind.
"I just want to let these people see what kind of person you are at heart. Are you as upright and self-respecting as they think you are, and stay away from people like me from the Demon Realm, or are you..."
"As wild as I am."
The saint's tone was so ambiguous that even the hard-hearted Ran Ran felt half of his body numb after hearing it.
