"Forget it, you don't have to come!"
Zhang suling said: "you have a sweet mouth. To tell you the truth, elder martial sister Wang likes you. You know it later, but we know it very well. So this time, we won't do it again, because we also like elder martial sister Wang."
"You mean..."
"We agree with you and sister Wang, but we can't have another one!" Mu Lingyan waved his fist.
Huh?
It's been put together!
An Su Dong was about to teach these women a lesson. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, accompanied by an obvious sobbing voice, "brother an, are you in there?"
"Sister qian'er?" Several women look at each other and push an Sudong out together, with a look of what you do and how you deal with it.
An Sudong is also wronged. One wave is not even, another wave rises again. What's the matter with him.
He wiped the back of his head, shook his head, sighed and pushed the door out.
"Elder martial brother an." Feng qian'er sees an Sudong come out and pours on him to hold an Sudong.
"Younger martial sister qian'er, don't do that." An Sudong wants to move her hand, but finds Feng qianer crying. For a moment, she doesn't know what to do.
"Elder martial brother an, do you really want to marry my cousin?" Feng qian'er's voice was very low, and her tears fell down one by one. She had to bear to speak clearly, but she was still crying, "but... But I... I like you."
An Sudong is not a wood. Feng qianer likes him, and he knows it.
"Qian'er, the marriage between me and elder martial sister Wang was decided by the leaders of the two holy places, and... Elder martial sister Wang made a promise before. At this time, I suddenly turned back and asked elder martial sister Wang how to deal with herself?" An said helplessly.
"What about me? How about me, brother Ann? "
"You..."
Ansudong was speechless for a while.
In the evening, an Sudong was called to miracle peak by Ren Haiqiu. At this time, the miracle peak was decorated with lights. He was sitting in the main hall drinking tea and was very proud to watch the arrangement around.
"Su Dong, you're married to Zishan. Here you are. Are you satisfied?"
An Sudong looks at it and thinks that the girls at home are not against it. He is relieved that Feng qianer is in a bit of trouble. The girl is crying so much that she is distressed.
"It's not going to be a retreat, is it?"
Jueyazi came over and said, "if you guys back out, I promise that Wang Zishan will take her Cailing to die for love with you tomorrow."
"Master, it's not your style to talk like that." An Sudong said pitifully.
"Hum, your elder martial brother fan Xi is waking up now. I heard that you are going to marry Wang Zishan, but you just passed out. A Niu will look after you, and I think you will get news soon."
"You're not going to commit suicide, are you?" Ansudong was thrilled.
Although fan Xi is usually very happy, she has a strong heart. She is even more devoted to Wang Zishan. Now she has been dug a corner by herself. Although she says that she is careless, it is a blow to his little heart.
"If you think too much, the most you can do is to complain. You can wait." Jueyazu left in schadenfreude.
"Is this the master?" An Su Dong is also depressed sometimes.
Ice blue patted him on the shoulder, "purple shirt is a good girl, you should cherish."
"Well!"
An Sudong nodded and sat on the chair in a daze.
It's getting late. An Sudong comes out from his mother. But she is very happy. She has already prepared a red envelope for the bride.
The cultivator is different from ordinary people. You give her thousands of yuan, and they treat it as waste paper. At last, they ask for two pills from an Sudong. Although they can't match the elixir, they are also high-grade goods from the dark ancient realm of the spirit world. It's just right to give them to their daughter-in-law.
A Niu came to the door breathlessly and cried out, "younger martial brother an, younger martial brother, come out, elder martial brother wants to see you."
"Come on."
An Su East should a, now fan Xi wants to see oneself, only one kind of possibility, that is to complain to oneself, or in a rage, want to fight with oneself.
An Sudong doesn't want this kind of thing to happen, but he can't avoid it. If yuan Longzhong's wishful thinking is broken, he will bear this sin.
"Evil."
An Sudong murmurs that he likes Wang Zishan very much. Mu Lingyan says that Wang Zishan also likes himself. This is called mutual affection, but there are always other people and other things that make him upset.
Fan Xi is lying on the bed in the attic. His whole life is like a thread. When an Sudong saw him, he was really afraid that he would not belch.
"Elder martial brother, don't scare me. If you have an accident because of my marriage to elder martial sister Wang, I will cry. There is no place to cry." Ansudong sat at the head of the bed and covered him with a quilt.
"Son of a bitch!"
Fan Xi coughed a few times, "I'm not as vulnerable as you think, but I'm flustered."
"What are you blocking?"
"Think about my goddess. After today, I'll be my younger martial brother's daughter-in-law when I meet tomorrow. My heart."
"Come on."
An Sudong rolled his eyes. "What's called single Acacia, elder martial brother? It's about you, elder martial sister Wang. Don't think about it. Either younger martial brother beat you, or now younger martial brother I quit, I guess I can't pass the others."
"You dare!"
Fan Xi flew into a rage and clapped her hand on an Sudong's head. She gasped violently again. "Zishan gambles everything on you this time. I can see that she likes you, elder martial brother. If you dare to abandon her, I'll be the first to refuse!"
It is said that when lovers meet, they are especially jealous.
What is this?
It seems that the elder martial brother is still highly conscious. He is worthy of being the elder martial brother. He has this high consciousness.
"Then, elder martial brother, don't drink the wedding wine. You can't burp your farts at one breath."
"Are you comforting me or cursing me to die?"
“……”
The wedding with Wang Zishan was very smooth. The disciples of the two holy places all came to celebrate the wedding. Ann's mother was very happy. She told Wang Zishan in private that she would not be so bored if she had a baby with an Sudong.
Feng qian'er was the one who cried the most. The other girls were more or less sad. Unexpectedly, the first one who married an Sudong was the last one they met.
at night.
The room was dark, with only a few red candles on. Wang Zishan, wearing a red gown with a red cap on his head, sat quietly on the bed.
An Sudong was pulled out to drink by a Niu and Dong Feng. They agreed that no one was allowed to use the spirit power to dissolve it, so he was a little shaky after a meal. However, when he went to the door of the room and looked at the dim light inside, he trembled all over. The spirit power was like an angry dragon walking in the body for a whole week, and there was no wine.
He just pushed the door in and looked at the enchanting Wang Zishan sitting at the head of the bed, with unspeakable excitement in his heart.
"Wang... Elder martial sister!" An Sudong felt his throat itchy.