Hearing Ouyang's words, Tu Yun stopped crying as she wiped away her tears and stared blankly at Ouyang in his blue-green robe. Hu Yun's figure seemed to overlap with the boy before her.
That blue-green robe was as solid as a mountain. Both were usually so unserious, yet at crucial moments, both were so dependable that they put one's heart at ease.
Looking at Ouyang's face, Tu Yun, whose tears had still been flowing uncontrollably, suddenly laughed again.
Crying and laughing at once made the normally dignified Tu Yun look quite ridiculous.
"Holy shit, did the shock drive this old woman crazy?" Watching Tu Yun laugh and cry, Ouyang raised his hand reflexively.
"If you dare hit me, brat, I'll have Hu Yun pay you back tenfold when I see him!" Seeing Ouyang hastily raise his hand, Tu Yun immediately stopped smiling and spoke with a hostile expression.
Ouyang sheepishly lowered his hand and said with some regret, "Wasn't I just worried about you? You might not believe me, but this slap of mine works wonders!"
Tu Yun rolled her eyes at Ouyang and said irritably, "Your master has a strange temper, and so do you!"
Watching the two before her bury the hatchet, White Nine Tails immediately drew her tails in tightly.
She had been hoping this green-clad Immortal would teach Tu Yun a proper lesson. Who would have thought Tu Yun's connections were so powerful that they outstripped even this Immortal's by a massive margin!
White Nine Tails wanted to cry but had no tears. Who understands, folks? My beauty eclipsed an entire era, at least, so why am I always the unlucky one!
Once they finished catching up, wouldn't they turn their blades on her and sacrifice her to heaven?
As White Nine Tails fretted over her