Luo Qingyao raised two pinky fingers.
Fan Wubing retorted without much argument, helplessly saying, "You're neither gentle nor a big sister, yet I still like you."
"Senior brother, you annoying person!" Luo Qingyao stomped hard on Fan Wubing's foot, then ran off.
Fan Wubing held his forehead.
Alright, I said the wrong thing.
He quickly chased after her.
Luo Qingyao had a flaw, she loved to be capricious. But she also had a virtue, she was easy to coax.
The two of them wandered around the city. During their outing, Luo Qingyao always gave Fan Wubing the feeling that they were still training in the Eternal Immortal Sect. Decades had passed, yet this grown-up girl still retained her youthful heart, never letting it go.
The tense situation rarely allowed for too many relaxed and pleasant moments.
In the afternoon, Fan Wubing received a plea for help from Ye Wuyue, so he took An An and headed to the Immortal Continent at the fastest speed.
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