in perfect silence.


    Everyone looked at Huo Ying with strange eyes.


    Xuyu night''s face was blue with iron. He forbade his anger and said in a deep voice: "fairy Huo, you should see clearly that this demon is not a simple character! Don''t be bewitched. You don''t know yet."


    Huo Ying''s face flashed a struggle and dispersed in an instant.


    "Lord Xu. I know you''re trying to shirk the responsibility. But the fact is the fact. Luo Chuan saved me." Huo Ying said calmly, looking at Xu Yuye.


    Xuyu night has a cold light in his eyes. Instead of being another female Taoist priest, he would have slapped him to death, but the female Taoist priest who is obviously lying in front of him is the apple of the eye of the overseas ally Vientiane leidao and the sister of the young gentleman of leidao.


    A rescued woman looked at Huoying complicatedly and hesitated: "sister Huo..."


    Huo Ying interrupted: "sisters, you''ve been buried for too long and can''t remember the truth? It''s clear that Luo Chuan saved us and hid you in the mountainside in order to avoid you being hurt. Isn''t it?"


    The woman was stunned and her face became more and more complicated. She raised her head and looked at the tall, natural and unrestrained white friar in front of Huo Ying. She vaguely understood something.


    "Yes, he saved us. I remember." the woman patted her head and suddenly realized.


    The other women also reacted. After a short meeting, they weighed which side to stand on.


    "Sure enough, I was buried and fainted. Look at my brain. I almost misunderstood my grandfather."


    "Sister Huo is still determined. Our Taoist practice is still too bad to produce hallucinations."


    "Your grace is on the top, please accept the next gift."


    Looking at the reaction of the women, Huo Ying is very satisfied, but she is playing drums in her heart. What if Luo Chuan doesn''t buy it. Huo Ying glanced at Luo Chuan and saw that the corners of Luo Chuan''s mouth rose faintly, smiling rather than smiling. Huo Ying''s heart beat faster and a happy look flashed on her face.


    Just then, Huo Ying felt a knife like cold look stabbing at her. Huo Ying looked up and saw qinggeyang with a black face.


    "Ying''er, come here." Qing geyang stared at Huo Ying, with green veins on his forehead and anger in his eyes.


    Huo Ying was in a panic and took a step back, subconsciously hiding behind Luo Chuan.


    Qingge raised his head with a "buzzing" sound, and his whole heart sank to the bottom of the valley. Boundless anger, hatred and shame enveloped him.


    He is not a fool. Naturally, he can hear Huo Ying lying. For the humble Middle Earth friar, his woman''s life