"This is my residence, you can do whatever you want here." Zhiyue brought Jiang Yunhe into the bamboo building, which was a two-story building with nothing but a futon on the first floor.

There is a bed, a table, a chair on the second floor, and there are zithers, calligraphy, paintings and other objects hanging on the walls. They seem to be nothing special.

Zhiyue hung the long sword back on the wall and said a little shyly.

A trace of blood appeared on his pale face.

"Don't worry about me, you can care about yourself first." Jiang Yunhe took out a small bottle from his bag. "I don't know if this bottle of Yuelu is useful to your injury."

Zhiyue looked at the porcelain bottle with a steady look. This bottle of Yuelu, if I remember correctly, it was given by the monsters that day... or a gift for the two of them to get married.

At this time, Jiang Yunhe took it out...

Zhiyue suddenly became even more embarrassed and felt very panicked.

Jiang Yunhe moved his ears, is your heartbeat?

This is the power of a pile driver and the speed of a sewing machine? The drum set is not as fast as you!

Zhiyue quickly grabbed the porcelain bottle, took out the pill and took it, sat on the futon, closed her eyes, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

After a while, I just relaxed and forgot about everything.

Jiang Yunhe shook his head slightly, this stupid girl was too unsuspecting.

He went downstairs gently, leaning down on the window of the bamboo building and looking out.

A group of people were standing in the distance and stretching their heads into the eyes.

Big eyes stared at me.

"Cough." Jiang Yunhe coughed dryly.

The eyes of a group of people quickly moved away.

The neck that was stretched to more than two meters long quickly shrank back.

They all turned their heads to see the battle ahead, after all, the sword fighting continued.

Jiang Yunhe looked around and really felt that few people looked crooked and crooked, even if they were not Feng Shen, they would at least have thick eyebrows and big eyes.

I don’t know if it was a part of the appearance when choosing a disciple.

From this point of view, Jiang Yunhe felt that he should be born from a famous family!

"Oh..." Jiang Yunhe sighed slightly.

For some reason, I became a disciple. Now I have been tied to Zichen Sect. I don’t know what will happen in the future, so I can only take one step at a time.

What if you force a marriage?

Jiang Yunhe inexplicably thought of Zixia and Niu Mowang.

Zhiyue is the Bull Demon King.

The famous and upright disciples in the mountains are those little monsters playing the suona.

Then Su Xiaoxiao fell from the sky?

A big trough suddenly fell into my heart.

Forget it, let's think about the serious business.

Jiang Yunhe took out the book "Thunder Technique".

It is better to be content with others than to ask for others, and it is better to run faster than to be able to fight!

...

"You are getting better?" Jiang Yunhe heard the footsteps and looked up and saw Zhiyue coming down from the upper floor, with a little blood on her face.

"It's not a injury, don't think too much, it's just that you can't fight with someone in a short period of time." Zhiyue shook her head slightly, saw the book in Jiang Yunhe's hand, and thought for a moment: "There are two escape methods in the School of the Sect and School of the Sect and Lightning. I'll borrow it for you to compare and verify it."

"Okay." Jiang Yunhe smiled and stood by the window with Zhiyue. Although it was already night outside, it was still very lively.

Especially the voice: "Hahahahahahahaha, Lu Qitian, can you do it? Hahahaha!"

The wild child jumped up and down with two fans in his hand, and two fountains spurted out from the fan.

Several monks in long robes drank and had fun in front of them, and used small tricks to compete with each other. Whoever lost was drinking a jar of wine?

Jiang Yunhe always felt that this was more like traveling and making friends, rather than two swords.

The style of painting is completely different!

A few fruits flew over from a distance, Zhiyue waved his hand, and the ban outside the bamboo building was opened, he reached out to take it, and handed it to Jiang Yunhe.

The woman in green sat on the stone and smiled at the two of them.

When the monks who were drinking saw it, they threw another jar of wine over.

"Fairy Yue, please fight today! I'll be there too!"

Then there was half a sheep.

"Thank you all." Jiang Yunhe held the fruit in her arms and added the wine jar. "I'll invite you to drink another day!"

"It's better to have a wedding wine!" the monk laughed.

Jiang Yunhe's face twitched, and he was so mean.

"Thank you all!" Zhiyue nodded to everyone, closed the restriction, waved her hand, and a small table appeared on the ground and put the things on it.

The two sat opposite each other.

Zhiyue was silent for a long time and said, "I thank you for the time being."

"Don't take it to heart." Jiang Yunhe grinned, thinking that you'd better not take it to heart.

Please give me a way out!

"How can I not take it to my heart, it will never be forgotten!" Zhiyue smiled.

Jiang Yunhe:...

Girl, are you just being rude?

You said you were mean? Ah?

Jiang Yunhe said she didn't want to talk to her.

As long as I don't respond, I can't catch up with me.

The two of them suddenly fell silent. Zhiyue looked at Jiang Yunhe and thought of many things that happened during that period, and all kinds of past flashed through his mind.

Seeing Jiang Yunhe silent, he thought he was the same as him, and suddenly felt a kind of sweetness in his heart.

"You said...marry me!" Zhiyue said shyly. "Do you keep your word?"

Jiang Yunhe: I think it doesn’t matter. Can I get out of here alive?

"I was a great charity in my previous life, my previous life, and my previous life."

"Then all the blessings are saved for this life, and now the blessings are gone."

Jiang Yunhe felt that his blessing was useless... Otherwise, why would this happen?

Zhiyue looked shy. To her, Jiang Yunhe said that she would use all her blessings when she met her.

"The master got it, and he didn't object."

"My strength is too low..." Jiang Yunhe racked his brains.

"I don't care." Zhiyue interrupted him decisively and whispered: "Even if you are just a mortal, I don't care. Then the master will make arrangements freely and no one can say anything.

And you don’t have to worry about your cultivation. Your talent is very good and you will be able to catch up soon.”

Jiang Yunhe:...

You said everything, what else can I say?

At worst, I practice slowly, slower, and then find an opportunity...

No...what if that wouldn't you keep letting the mermaid meat be round and flattened?

Forget it, stop talking, I want to be quiet, I should eat.

"Are you hungry? You haven't eaten for a day." Jiang Yunhe took out a knife from his waist bag and sliced ​​the meat from half of the sheep.

Zhiyue sat there watching him busy, his eyes as he looked like water.

Jiang Yunhe was so hungry that he had enough meat and wine, but Zhiyue didn't eat much, so he sat there and looked at him after eating two fruits.

Jiang Yunhe was so scared that he looked like a breeze on his face.

After Jiang Yunhe finished eating, he waved his hand and saw that his bones were gone, the wine jar was gone, and the table was gone.

I don't even need to clean up.

"I believe you are very tired these days, so you should have a good rest. I will consolidate it and introduce you to all the colleagues outside tomorrow."

"Don't worry about me, take care of your health first."

Jiang Yunhe watched Zhiyue go upstairs, lay on the ground, rolling, rolling, rolling.

I'm so worried!

Can't say it out yet.

Only one roll can relieve one's worries.

Zhiyue felt that Jiang Yunhe had been paying attention to him. After going upstairs, he was still rolling on the ground happily, and he was a little worried. After all, Jiang Yunhe was not old and although he was mature on weekdays, he would show his childishness from time to time.

I was also happy.
Chapter completed!