"Sigh, if I can't let go, how can I enter the sect? Junior Brother, you should just forget it." The sect master said regretfully.
Huo Rong was dumbfounded. He felt that something was wrong.
"This scene ..."
Lin fan wanted to say something but he didn't know what to say.
"Tranquility?"
He was thinking,"Ning Jing" was very popular in the sect, so who was this "Ning Jing"?
He, who had the desire to explore the unknown, really wanted to know what was going on.
It was too mysterious, and it made people uneasy.
"Cough cough!"
Lin fan coughed gently. Huo Rong, who was licking the Grandmaster, raised his head when he heard Lin fan's voice.
"Hey, Xiao Fan, when did you come back?"
Huo Rong had wanted to continue licking Lin fan's boots, but when he saw Lin fan, his expression changed and he put on a serious face.
As an elder of the magnificent flame sect, he had to have some class.
