Fairy Yunlan suddenly took a light step, the flowing cloud patterns on her sleeves shimmering slightly. She cast a meaningful glance at Young Master Ling and parted her rosy lips: "Young Master Ling, might I trouble you for a moment to speak in private?"
Ling Xiao raised an eyebrow slightly. Though filled with doubt in his heart, he nodded in agreement. The two of them came to a secluded corner, and Fairy Yunlan waved her fair hand, sending nine streams of cloud vapor surging from her sleeves to weave together in the air, forming a misty barrier. The moment the barrier took shape, outside sounds instantly vanished without a trace, and even the light grew hazy.
"What important matter does the Fairy have?" Ling Xiao stood with his hands behind his back, the small golden dragon on his shoulder appearing and fading intermittently.
Chapter 135