Su Xi'er looked weak, but his heart was more despised than the tail needle of the poisonous scorpion.
"Although my sister has entered the immortal cultivation world now, there is no need to talk about our common rules, even in asking yuezong's Orthodox immortal door, she doesn't completely pay attention to the orders of her parents and the words of the matchmaker, but she should let her parents and teachers as emotional witnesses?"
"Could it be that young master ye and my sister just got to know each other for two or three days and decided to live a lifetime so quickly?"
With that, Su Xi'er looked at Su Qinghuan with some meaning, and his expression was very meaningful.
"I don't know what method my sister used to make young master ye so infatuated with you in such a fast time. You can't extricate yourself. You even have to make a female monk with double spiritual roots as the personal disciple of the Lord of the hanging sword peak."
“……”
Night is not cold. Although he had long felt that there seemed to be a lot of discord between Su Qinghuan and Su Xier, he really didn't expect that Su Xier could speak such absurd words with such a harmless face.
The white sword frowned when he repaired, and he shook his robe sleeve.
"Su Xi'er, what are you talking nonsense about? When has junior sister Su and I made a private appointment for life?"
Why doesn't he know?
Although Su Qinghuan was indeed born with some beauty, he just saw it now.
What's more, ten thousand steps back, the peak owner of the ethereal peak intended to let the first beauty of wenyuezong Shen deceive Shuang marry with his hanging sword peak. Shen deceive Shuang is always more delicate and feminine than Su Qinghuan in terms of facial features and body shape. He is also a genius with a single water spirit root.
Even so, he didn't promise at that time. Now why do you have to make an appointment with a woman who has known each other for only a short day?
……
Night Feihan thought it was actually quite simple, but Su Qinghuan understood what Su Xier meant. It was just that she showed off her beauty and did something indescribable with night Feihan, which made night Feihan open the back door to help her.
Thinking of what night Feihan introduced to him, Su Qing explained to Su Xi'er with a smile.
"Suxi'er, you think it's too complicated. Elder martial brother ye and I have only known each other for a few hours. They are clean and innocent. Do you think everyone is like you and only have some shady things between men and women in your mind?"
Su Qinghuan spoke bluntly and sharply, but because of her thick and beautiful and amazing face, people couldn't raise the slightest sense of criticism, but took her for granted.
However, Su Xi'er, who was directly named by his surname, couldn't hang up. She leaned wrongfully in Murong Lingtian's arms.
"Brother Ling Tian, you see why my sister is so fierce. I'm just a reasonable guess. Sister Qinghuan is clearly not qualified in terms of talent. She is designated as the personal disciple of the Lord of the hanging sword peak!"
Seeing that Su Xi'er had to sell miserably in front of Murong Lingtian's scum man, Su Qinghuan sneered and simply scolded the two people together.
"Oh, I forgot, Su Xi'er. You can even grab the man who once withdrew from your sister to be your fiance. No wonder you can only use this limited cleverness to guess other people's lives."
Now, even Murong Lingtian was angry.
It is an indisputable fact that he and Su Qinghuan withdrew, but men never feel that there is something wrong with the woman in front of them.
In Murong Lingtian's opinion, he is a dragon and Phoenix among people, and Su Qinghuan is just a vase woman with a little beauty. She doesn't deserve him at all. Why should she hold the title of his future wife!
……
Murong Lingtian, dressed in a black robe, looked at Su Qinghuan with warning. However, he didn't see him in just a month. The man seemed to be more and more dignified. Unfortunately, he was a real slag in the slag.
"Su Qinghuan, I advise you to speak carefully. Be careful that misfortune comes out of your mouth. The wind flashed your tongue."
Su Qing looked at Murong Lingtian with a smile. The woman didn't avoid the man's cold eyes.
"Mr. Murong, come and advise me when you are free. It's better to advise the beautiful sister Xi'er beside you to learn how to write the four words" be careful in words and deeds. "
"She doesn't even know the cultivation methods of the disciples and professors of the previous peak masters of the hanging sword peak. Instead, she dares to judge my private life with elder martial brother ye at will."
"You --"
Murong Lingtian stared at Su Qinghuan indifferently. He wished he could split Su Qinghuan in half with his eyes.
It's strange that when he withdrew from Su Qinghuan's marriage, the woman in front of him was only a small one, shrinking in the corner of the wall with low self-esteem and trembling. Even when he looked at him in front of his mother's coffin, his eyes were hazy with tears, and everyone could bully him.
Now she has a straight back, and the frost color in her eyes is not much worse than herself.
……
"What are you? Why, master Murong said, but I'm going to confess for my sweetheart?"
Su Qinghuan coldly and faintly hooked a trace of messy hair on her temples. She stood beside night Feihan and looked mockingly at Su Xier.
"I thought Mr. Murong had said that he intended to be the disciple of Qinghe shangzun of xuanjian peak. How much did he know about the inner door cultivation method of Wenyue zonggefeng? I didn't expect that you didn't understand from Su Xier's previous crazy words."
"Elder martial brother ye, why don't you introduce these two brothers and sisters who don't know anything but may become fellow martial brothers and sisters in the future?"
Su Qinghuan's tone is very rampant, but it makes the night not cold a bit unexpected.
He had some doubts about why Su Qinghuan and Su Xier were close sisters, but they seemed to be separated.
But since Su Qinghuan said earlier that Murong Lingtian had retired from Su Qinghuan's marriage and was engaged to Su Xier, it was not cold at night. Even if he didn't know much about men and women, he couldn't help feeling pity for Su Qinghuan.
——No wonder younger martial sister Su is so perverse that she doesn't look like a woman. She was hurt by Murong Lingtian and Su Xier.
In fact, it's not cold at night. The little fox has always been arrogant and domineering.
If she is kind to her, she doesn't mind taking out her heart and lungs, but for such peerless dregs as Murong Lingtian and Su Xier, she wants to kill them every day and make them feel better.
……
Because his heart had some sympathy for Su Qinghuan, the night was not cold, and he looked around Murong Lingtian and Su Xier coldly. He coughed a little.
"The two Taoist friends don't know. Yemou practiced the world of mortals sword. Before he became a monk Yuanying, he didn't want to find a Taoist companion."
"If younger martial sister Su becomes a disciple of master, she also intends to practice red world kendo. With her current cultivation, it is naturally impossible to rashly move men and women."
For a moment, Su Xi'er was beaten in the face and looked very white.
"Is that so..."