Kong Qing was dumbfounded when he heard this. His hands tilted, and amber tea sprinkled all over him. He hurriedly wiped the water stains while asking: "Where is the second brother, my father is out, and my second brother is the director, so he doesn't care?"

"At that time, the second brother was discussing the matter. When I got the news, I rushed over, a white porcelain blue and white hand cup was flying out of the house, and it hit us at the feet. Then another rose-glazed ice-cracked plum vase flew out. Fortunately, the fourth brother was quick-witted and hadn't landed, so he caught it steadily. I was still thinking at the time, but the fourth brother caught it. This was Su Ye's heart. I heard that it was given by Aunt Bai Wei back then. If it was broken, all of us would have been present that day." Wen Yuan was very eloquent and had the talent of storytelling. His flirting words made this unlucky thing happening in the disaster a big joke, which was hilarious.

Kong Qing's eyebrows were solemn, without a smile at all, and even had a little more life than he had just now, so he opened his mouth and took advantage of the situation: "Third brother, I'm afraid you'll be done long ago. In Su Ye's house, what's the thing that was not given to Su Ye by his aunt, and what's not the flesh of Su Ye's heart?"

Wen Yuan handed over an angry look and said, "You are the same stubborn as the fourth child. He is the same as you think so. He shouted that he was going to have a bad thing and rushed in like a gust of wind. You don't know, tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

Zelan has always been willful and willful. Relying on his father's favor, he is used to doing whatever he wants in the clan. No one dares to control anything. But it is the first time he acts arbitrarily. Kong Qing grinned and shook his body uncontrollably, and smiled bitterly: "What about fifth brother, what are the fifth brothers? He has been in charge of Su Ye's affairs all the time, so he doesn't stop him."

"Lao Wu, don't mention that trash." Wen Yuan laughed angrily and scolded: "He stood there like a living dead man. He said he was afraid of being beaten and dared not stop Zelan."

Kong Qing cleaned up the water stains on his clothes, changed into a cup of hot tea, held it in his hands, and savored it with sorrow. He didn't taste the fragrance of tea, but his mouth was full of bitterness. He really didn't know what was ridiculous about such a worrying thing. He thought about it and couldn't worry himself, and he had to make Wen Yuan worry. It was better to worry alone than everyone: "Third brother, this time it's a big deal. Have you ever calculated that you have to be whipped to calm your father's anger."

With a "thump", Wen Yuan lay down on the table with a dejected head and muttered: "Whips are indispensable. Otherwise, how could I get an errand to the human world? Although I can run away, monks can't run away from the temple, and I have to go back sooner or later, but I can hide for a while. But if it's a miserable thing, who can be more miserable than Gansui? This disaster was caused by him. The second brother forced him to ask what the reason was. This fool was also honest. His lips trembled for a while, but he didn't shake the whole story. The second brother was angry and said that when his father came back, he would ask for an order to let his father whip us hard, especially Gansui, who would definitely beat him to not get out of bed for three months."

Kong Qing choked on the tea, coughed heavily, shook his head helplessly, suddenly thought of the important key points, and hurriedly said, "Did Gan Sui know something if he doesn't follow Jean Zelan to the human world?"

"Of course I know, but it's not very detailed." Although Wen Yuan smiled, he was still unsure and afraid. Once this matter was leaked, the consequences would be unimaginable. He sighed: "Since Gansui returned to the tribe from Yujing Mountain, he has been close to Zelan. His father and Su Ye had discussed it and intend to promote the marriage between Gansui and Zelan. But who knew that this would happen? Zelan would violate the iron rules of the precepts and look at the individual tribe. I saw that the white ginseng was also mediocre and had nothing outstanding."

Kong Qing focused his mind: "I can't hide this matter from Zelan. My father will know sooner or later. I'm afraid that we can't escape. For the sake of this, we must first remove the human aura on her body. After going back, we have to talk to my second brother and discuss a countermeasure as soon as possible."

"If you want to tell me, I won't go." Wen Yuan waved his hand very quickly, and was busy clearing his relationship: "I want to live a few more days."

This town is next to the mountainside, and the sun moves, and the huge mountain shadows and mists are poured into the town. The twilight at dusk is filled with the sky, and the golden light is splashed on the edge of the sky for only a moment, and then it disappears in an instant. The dark twilight is like waves, swallowing the entire sky.

The room suddenly darkened. Wen Yuan stood up and lit the candle under the window. Kong Qing in the light of a bean was a little overwhelmed. He smiled slightly, with a teasing meaning: "It's dark this day, why haven't she come yet?"

Kong Qing was slightly stunned, turned his eyes to look out the dark window, the tall banyan tree escaping from outside the window, and the evening breeze passed through the dense green leaves, making a slight sound, rustling, like countless little bugs biting his heart. His absent-mindedness all day was actually because he could not wait for that person.

Wen Yuan patted his shoulder and sighed: "Don't do this, you will always come. As long as your mind is stable, she will be at your control this time. For nothing, I'll look at Zelan, this uneasy girl, when will I be fucked by my heart?"

Before he finished speaking, a squeak came to the house. The sound was very far away, as if it was coming from a bamboo ladder, with extreme restraint, as if the man was walking very hard every step. He slowly moved a few steps and then quickly retreated. The sound was sometimes tight and sometimes slow in the distance, and circled for a long time.

In the evening, a little dim candlelight changed constantly with the evening breeze.

Wen Yuan quickly glanced at Kong Qing and smiled softly, "What you said is really accurate. She is really here. I'll leave first." As he said that, he hugged and went out like a gust of wind. He got into Zelan's house next door, laying at the base of the wall, and couldn't help but smile.

After several rounds, the creaking sound finally turned from far to near, turning into extremely slight footsteps, slowly reaching the end of the corridor and stopping outside the door, without any movement for a long time.

Kong Qing sat steadily next to the Ruyi round table, holding a cup of tea, glanced at the empty wooden door, and took out a slight smile.

After a while, Luo Kui pushed the door open and gently closed the door with her backhand, but she didn't walk into the house for a moment. She just leaned against the door with a slightly pale face and said nothing.

Kong Qing concealed the ecstasy in his heart, his expression calmed down as before, and waved at Luo Kui: "Come and say."

The wooden door was filled with coldness. Through her thin clothes, it was so cold that it hit Luo Kui's back. She refused to move a step, and said stiffly and coldly: "Just say this."

Kong Qing looked at Luo Kui's discomfort and felt more and more funny. He was used to being a good person, but suddenly became a bad person, and he was a little uncomfortable. He suddenly stood up, walked to her very quickly, stood against her, and smiled and said, "I'm not a tiger, I won't eat you, come, sit down and say."

Luo Kui turned her head and became stiffer: "Just say here, stay away from me."

Kong Qing bit his back teeth and held back and did not laugh out loud, nodded: "Okay, just say it here, you say it, I'll listen."

Luo Kui refused to look at Kong Qing's face, turned her head and took a deep breath, constantly telling herself that she just thought it was bitten by a dog and a mad dog. Her hand was shrank in her sleeves, holding the slightly cool water droplets tightly, and made up her mind and said in one breath: "Young Master Qing, I won't follow you. If you are willing to help save Lingxian, I can give you what you want, but I won't follow you." Although she was obscure, I think Kong Qing could understand it. Since she could understand it, she had cut off her own way of retreat and had no chance to regret it.

Kong Qing was a little stunned when he heard this, but for a moment he didn't fully understand it. He said in a daze: "What, what does it mean? I, Luo Kui, I didn't understand it very well. You are unwilling to follow me, but you will give me what I want, what does this mean."

Luo Kui's cheeks turned red in an instant, and her heart was empty. She didn't know what to say, so she simply bit her silver teeth. The cheeks hurt. Her eyes were dull and she looked at the veiled veil of Qiuxiang. She swayed in the evening breeze, and shook her hands to untie the Ruyi tape on her waist: "Don't Master Qing just want this? I'll give it to you."

Kong Qing then understood what Luo Kui said. He held her hand, his eyes were sad, his lips were stuttering, and he said in a panic: "You, I, I want to give you a title, a title, and ask you to marry me seriously. How could I let you follow me without any name and feel wronged?"

Luo Kui suddenly raised her eyes and chuckled, somewhat self-deprecating and a little sarcastic: "Famousness, I don't care about what I want the title you give."

Kong Qing's hand suddenly slid down, took a few steps back, and whispered sadly: "You hate me so much, rather torture yourself than follow me seriously or marry me."

Luo Kui held the clear water droplets tightly, her fingers turned white, and her heart was already regretful, but she had no way out. She forced herself to calm down and nodded, "Yes."

Kong Qing didn't expect that this would end. He didn't expect that Luo Kui would rather ruin her reputation than be willing to go with him. He hated him because of despair, and became perverse and evil because of hatred. He patrolled her with sharp eyes for a moment, and smiled: "Okay, since you said that, I should just do it, but it's not one night to relieve the poison of the red-bellied pomrose. In addition to using Chenjiao and my natal essence and blood, he also had to burn the sunlight for three days. You are mine in these three days."
Chapter completed!