Chapter 1285 - Is The State Preceptor Helping Me
The Tempestuous Consort – Wilfully Pampered by the Beastly Highness
Feng Tianlan recalled the time when Mobai painted, her breathing became a little fast, she raised her head and looked at the State Preceptor. âHow did you get this painting?â
This was exactly the same as Mobaiâs painting, but the difference was that it came from a different painter.
âI painted it.â The State Preceptor looked at Feng Tianlan who was a little anxious, he rolled up the painting. âMiss Feng, since youâre interested, Iâll give it to you.â
âNo need.â Feng Tianlan looked at the painting and frowned deeply. âThis should have happened before, Mobai also painted it.â and it was almost exactly the same, except for the way the painting was done, it could be seen that it was done by two people.
âOh?â The State Preceptor lifted his eyebrow with interest, but soon he didnât feel anything, after all, Si Mobai was Wu Ya. His memories would return bit by bit, his spiritual force would be restored, and he would stand on top of the peak.
Feng Tianlanâs aura was a little unstable, but the State Preceptor didnât seem surprised. âState Preceptor seems to know a lot.â But he didnât wish to tell her, this kind of person deserved a good beating!
âWhatever I can say, I would naturally tell you, but for those that I say, even if Miss Feng insists on knowing, thereâs nothing I can do.â
Feng Tianlan was still holding onto the map he gave her, and her fingers rubbed on it. âState Preceptor seems to have done a lot of things?â
âItâs my duty as the State Preceptor.â The State Preceptor acted dumb.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Feng Tianlanâs fingers tapped on the table, and she looked up at the State Preceptor coldly. âThe Xuantian Alliance belongs to the State Preceptor, right?â
âUh-huh?â State Preceptor narrowed his eyes slightly, but his heart, which had been calm all this time, had skipped a beat because of her words.
âItâs nothing.â Feng Tianlan looked at the State Preceptorâs reaction and didnât intend to dwell on the topic any further, however, thinking about what the State Preceptor had done, it seemed like he was helping her, but it didnât seem like it either.
Sometimes good and at times evil, and it seemed like he didnât bother about anyoneâs life and death.
Feng Tianlan raised her head and looked at the State Preceptor for a long time, he was handsome and had the air of a celestial being, he was like a god, however, she could not understand his behavior.
The State Preceptor let her look at him and did not panic at all.
âI still donât know the State Preceptorâs name.â
âName?â The State Preceptor was stunned and he thought carefully, âI no longer remembered my own name.â
He had been in this world for too long. others called him the State Preceptor, he called himself âI, me or myselfâ, no one called him by his name, so he really didnât remember his own name.
Feng Tianlan raised her eyebrows, seeing that the State Preceptor didnât look like he was lying, she felt a little strange, how could a person not remember his own name?
âIn that case, I will not disturb you any longer.â Feng Tianlan stood up, as it was getting dark outside, and she had more or less learned something from the State Preceptor.
âWu ya, Su Jingfeng, and even Yun Yi are all from the Wushang Continent, you can go there and look for them.â The state preceptor also stood up, he didnât know what went wrong with his brain today, he sent Feng Tianlan to the door,â Miss Feng, if you have any difficulties that you cannot resolve, you can look for me at any time.â
Feng Tianlan thought that he was being polite and did not take it to heart, she casually agreed, âIf that day comes, I will definitely look for the State Preceptor.â
After stepping out of the door, Feng Tianlan turned to look at the State Preceptor. âIs the State Preceptor helping me?â
Although he had helped Shen Yunya before, from what she saw, it seemed that he had helped her a lot more, and she had always been suspicious of him.
âMiss Feng, please do not have such thoughts, in the end, itâs Miss Feng who would be at a disadvantage.â He would not help someone all the time, it all depended on his mood.