Chapter 352: Li Tiezhu’s identity was completely exposed!
Yi Qinglan’s figure slowly dissipated, leaving a faint fragrance in the air.
Li Ran smiled and shook his head.
“Master Qinglan is getting cuter and cuter.”
Another knock on the door. “Junior sister Li, if you don’t say anything, I’ll come in.”
Li Ran stood up and opened the door.
Yue Jianli stood outside the door and asked curiously, “Junior sister Li, what are you doing?”
Before she could finish her sentence, she was stunned.
Her delicate eyes were wide open as she looked at Li Ran in shock, “You, you…”
Li Ran asked in confusion, “What happened to me?”
Yue Jianli gulped. “How did you change back?”
Li Ran was stunned when he heard that. Then, he reacted.
Just now, Yi Qinglan had removed the illusion. He was now completely his original appearance.
Just as he was about to say something, Yue Jianli threw herself into his arms and said in a trembling voice, “Bad guy, I miss you so much!”
Although she already knew that Li Tiezhu was Li Ran, when this familiar face appeared in front of her, the throbbing was indescribable.
At this moment, in the opposite room.
Yi Qinglan walked with her hands behind her back and mumbled angrily, “Looks like this poor Daoist didn’t guess wrong. He is indeed with Yue Jianli… This annoying little thief!”
She felt restless in her heart. In the end, she got into bed and covered her head with a pillow like an ostrich.
“It’s so annoying!
Yue Jianli hugged Li Ran like a koala and did not want to leave.
Li Ran smiled. “Alright, haven’t we been together all this time?”
“That’s different.” Yue Jianli shook her head and said, “I didn’t know who you were. Even if I knew that you were Li Ran, your face and voice didn’t match That feeling wasn’t right either.”
She rubbed his cheek and said, “Although Li Tiezhu is cute, I still like you.”
Li Ran shook his head and smiled.
But to be honest, he felt a lot more comfortable.
After all, he was a bloodthirsty old master. Even if it were just an illusion, it would still make it difficult for him to adapt.
Previously, the headmaster’s bedroom deacons were shocked by his sitting posture.
Yue Jianli sized him up and said with a strange expression, “You should change clothes. It doesn’t suit you well.”
Li Ran lowered his head in confusion, and his face turned red.
After Chu Lingchuan had used the illusion, in order to prevent his clothes from being damaged, he had specially changed into the clothes of a Myriad Sword Pavilion disciple.
Now that his green shirt was on him, there was an indescribable feeling.
Just as Li Ran was about to change his clothes, he realized that he didn’t bring any. “It’s over. I didn’t bring any clothes.”
Holding back her smile, Yue Jianli took out a set of white robes from her storage ring and said, “Luckily, I have it with me. You can change quickly.”
Li Ran took the clothes and found they were the same material and size.
He asked curiously, “Why are you carrying my clothes?”
Yue Jianli was a little embarrassed and said, “Because I found that your clothes are easily damaged when you activate the power of the Blood Demon, so I ordered dozens of sets according to your previous style.”
“I’ve long wanted to give these clothes to you, but the delay has dragged on.”
Li Ran scratched her nose. “You’re such a genius!”
“Of course.” Yue Jianli smiled brightly.
Li Ran changed his clothes and looked at the elegant young man in the bronze mirror, feeling extremely happy.
“I feel comfortable!”
Yue Jianli propped her chin up and looked at him in a daze.
Before, in Wuyang City, for various reasons, two of them didn’t even have the chance to speak.
Seeing him at the shore of the East Ocean filled me with joy.
Li Ran looked at her gentle eyes and suddenly recalled something. He smiled and said, “Do you still remember what you said?”
Yue Jianli came back to his senses and asked, “What did I say?”
Li Ran reminded him, “At the bottom of the East Ocean, you said that if I could remove the illusion, I could… Cough! Cough!”
When Yue Jianli heard this, her face turned red, and she gave him a bashful glare.
“You are so nefarious!”
At that moment, footsteps came from outside the door. “Chief Yue, is the pear garden about to begin? Should we leave now?”
Two of them looked at each other and turned to look at the open door.
Lin Langyue walked in. “Chief Yue, it’s almost time, Li… Sister?”
Lin Langyue stared blankly at Li Ran. She froze like a statue.
She rubbed her eyes and suspected that she was hallucinating.
Li Ran shook his head helplessly.
It seemed that Li Tiezhu’s identity couldn’t be hidden anymore…
In the room…
Lin Langyue sat on a chair and couldn’t come back to her senses.
“In other words, Li Ran was Li Tiezhu?”
She was confused. “Then how did you become a disciple of the Myriad Sword Pavillion?”
Li Ran was the Sheng Zi of Devil Dao. How could he become the Silver Dragon Sword God with just a shake of his body and be praised as the hope of the Righteous young generation?
Moreover, Chu Lingchuan’s relationship with him was so bad, no matter how he thought about it. It was not right.
Li Ran scratched his head. “That’s a long story. Let Jianli explain it to you.”
Yue Jianli pulled her arm and said, “Chief Lin, the scene at Pear Garden is about to begin. We’ll talk on the way.”
“Okay.” Lin Langyue stood up. “Should we go to the theatre together?”
“Watching the show?”
Li Ran thought about it and nodded. “Alright, I’m free anyway.”
“Alright, let’s go together.”
Lin Langyue blinked her black and white eyes and walked to Li Ran’s side. She whispered, “Master Li, although I don’t know what’s going on, I can see you… That is great.”
Li Ran looked back at her.
One could only see her smiling brilliantly, with red lips and white teeth.
That beautiful face made his move slightly, and he couldn’t help but pinch her little hand.
Lin Langyue was flustered. She looked at Yue Jianli nervously and said with a red face, “Stop messing around. Chief Yue is still here…”
She knew about the relationship between Yue Jianli and Li Ran, but Yue Jianli did not know about them… So she was shy and nervous.
Li Ran used his reading skills. “Then you mean if Jianli isn’t here…”
Lin Langyue lowered her head.
At this moment, a cold voice came from the door. “Chief Yue isn’t here, but this poor Daoist is still here.”
They saw Yi Qinglan hugging her shoulders as she stared coldly at the two.