"Still, let's talk about the number one. Who is it?"
Wan Moting asked.
"This number one!"
Guan Yu suddenly fell silent, as if recalling something extraordinarily beautiful.
He stretched his neck, his eyes showing no other desire or lust, and said with some emotion, "This number one, I think she can no longer be called a beauty!"
"She is a fairy!"
Wan Moting and Xu Jing were stunned, finding it hard to believe: "What, a fairy?"
Guan Yu nodded.
"Yes, she can only be called a fairy. Such a girl truly shouldn't exist in this world; she only belongs in the Immortal World!"
"She's from Zhonghai, with the surname Ouyang."
"Her name is Ouyang Liluo!"
After Guan Yu finished speaking, Ye Qingfeng, who had previously been indifferent, had a pause in his gaze, revealing extremely complex emotions.
"Ouyang, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
"Do you hate me now, or do you still love me?"
Mentioning Ouyang Liluo, all the way, Ye Qingfeng was a bit absent-minded.
