Feelings

"What did the junior sister say? He is the man of Concubine Qing!" After hearing Yuan Qinghe's words, Tan Xiaoyue was a little reluctant.

"Senior sister, we cultivators are capable of men who are not women. Now if Qin is not totally with concubine Qing, it is impossible to guarantee that there will be no fox spirits around in the future. We might as well let our Tianxuan sect disciples get hold of him firmly." Yuan Qinghe said, as if this was a substantive problem.

"This question is not something we should even think about. Well, Concubine Qing, just pay attention to Qin Ruo's safety. Let's go out!" Tan Xiaoyue got up and walked outside with a few people.

"Senior Sister Yuan, what you said today is wrong, you shouldn't say such a thing." Liu Zongyuan, who was walking behind, said in a low voice.

"Why? Isn't what I said a fact, and it is for the good of the sect." Yuan Qinghe was a little confused, and what she said was not false, it was the truth.