An Mingxuan's movements were elegant, and he wiped his cuffs again with a gentlemanly demeanor before he spoke:

"You don't even know how famous your master is?"

Lin Mumu shook his head.

Fifteen years ago, he successfully predicted the Agushan earthquake, but at that time no one in the authorities believed him, causing irreparable damage.

Twelve years ago, he appeared in Yanjing City again, and was immediately invited by the Prime Minister, and there was no news at that time, but the military department sent many people to Xida Province.

Later, after the end of the war, the news came back that there was a riot in Sida Province, but fortunately, our army was well prepared and sent troops to suppress it in advance. And it didn't cause much damage.

Ten years ago, there was a locust plague in the north.

Eight years ago, there was a flood in the south.

Three years ago, there was a riot in Yun Province.

A year ago, there was an earthquake on Riyue Island.

……

Behind all these things, there is your master's name. His fame was still before the patriarch of the mysterious hidden group and the abbot of Jueming. As long as he wants, he can take you in at any time.

That's why you don't have to take the college entrance examination and interview to enter Yenching University. Including what Xiaoqin told you, it is not because of Yunting, but also because of your master.

The authorities all believe that the only descendant of the Lingwu Daoist has the most mysterious powers. ”

After An Mingxuan finished speaking in one breath, Lin Mumu felt like a dream.

But there was a dull pain in her heart.

According to the memories of the previous life, her master would die three years later, sacrificing herself for disaster relief.

She will never forget that scene for the rest of her life, and she deeply feels that her master is a person worthy of her pride and admiration for a lifetime.

"Isn't it, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, if one day, disaster strikes, my master must save the world?" Lin Mumu's expression was a little sad.

"If I had the ability, I would. I believe that if Yun Ting had this ability, he would too. An Mingxuan did not answer Lin Mumu's question directly.

"My master is no worse than you." Lin Mumu took a deep breath and came back to his senses again: "But he still has me." ”

"So, Lin still doesn't believe me? You can tell me about it safely, and I swear that I will keep it a secret for you. ”

Lin Mumu shook his head.

Shaking the head can mean no or distrust.

Quiet, again filled the small room.

When the coffee was cold, Lin Mumu was in no mood to drink it.

On the contrary, it was An Mingxuan, who patiently continued to help Lin Mumu make coffee.

But just looking at her from the side, he will also feel comfortable.

Perhaps, as Professor Lin said, marriage is predestined, he and her are destined to be destined, so he can't help but be attracted to her.

Or maybe she is really full of spirituality, something he can touch slightly, but he can't be sure, mysterious and beautiful. Draw him in.

No matter what point it is, the last thing that attracts him is Lin Mumu.

However, Lin Mumu's mobile phone rang before the coffee was ready.

Lin Mumu picked up the phone, his eyes lit up, and his voice unconsciously carried a trace of joy and a little coquettishness.

You don't need to ask An Mingxuan to guess that it was Yun Ting who called her.

"I'm so pitiful, I'm locked up by Officer Security to record a confession." Lin Mumu had a coquettish tone.

But she only said one word, and the phone was hung up by the other party.

An Mingxuan was very curious, why did their husband and wife say a word? Yun Ting is too much, Lin Mumu is such a good girl, he actually hung up someone's phone with a word?