Long Aotian Took a Fancy To After a Woman Disguised As a Man

    Chu Junli glanced back and said casually: "Master told me that he often travels and his whereabouts are unknown. The two houses are connected together, which is convenient for cultivation.”

    Lin Yuqi stared at him helplessly: "You can find me through the courtyard gate."

    However, Chu Junli just smiled: "I'm afraid you will shut me out."

    Well, Lin Yuqi thought to himself, he has self-knowledge.

    "That's right." Chu Junli seemed to suddenly remembered something, and the movement of his hands wrapped around the rattan rope stopped, and said, "I heard that the flying books of the Liuyan League came to the sect. A marriage letter."

    He looked at Lin Yuqi pretending to be unintentional: "Do you know about this?"

    "Uh..." Lin Yuqi said embarrassedly, "It was sent by Situ Xishuang."

    Chu Junli had already guessed most of it, and specially confirmed it from Lin Yuqi. Hearing this, he immediately stood up straight, looked at the person in front of him with gloomy eyes, and lightly opened his thin lips with cold lines: "You agreed?"

    "How is it possible?" Lin Yuqi immediately denied it, "Senior brother in charge will reject it for me."

    She refused succinctly, without any sloppiness at all. Such an attitude undoubtedly made Chu Junli very satisfied. He nodded and brought a polished wooden board from the side and placed it on the swing meticulously and rigorously. superior.

    Lin Yuqi glanced at it, the wooden board was dark, which did not match the spring mood of the whole yard, so she couldn't help expressing her opinion: "This color is a bit ugly."

     Hearing this, Chu Junli paused, stared at the wooden board under his hand for a few moments, then wrinkled his sharp brows, raised his serious and delicate profile, Mo Che's eyes turned towards the forest Yu Qi looked over: "Then what color do you like?"

    The tone was much softer than when he questioned her just now. Under careful taste, there may be a bit of Lin Yuqi's imperceptible accommodation and connivance.

    Lin Yuqi rolled her eyes, thinking that this is Chu Junli's courtyard, it's better to make it ugly, so she figured it out, pointed at the swing, and said with a smile, "If you want pink, The more pink the better.”

    Chu Junli focused his attention on the swing of his subordinates again, with a little doubt and entanglement between his eyebrows, but he finally compromised: "I will go down the mountain tomorrow to buy paint and paint it pink. "

    "This is for you, of course you like it." With a sincere tone and a serious expression, he seemed to really engrave Lin Yuqi's suggestion firmly in his heart.

    Passively "like" pink Lin Yuqi:…

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    Thousands of miles away in the Glazed Flame League, the warm sunlight poured on the Qianhuang Mountain, which was shrouded in metal, and the reflected golden light made ordinary people unable to open their eyes.

    However, Situ Xishuang's Shuiyunye was shrouded in black veil, completely blocking the dazzling sunlight, and there was only an endless chill inside, like falling into an ice hole.

    When Situ Su rushed back from Jianzong, as soon as he entered the mountain gate, he heard that his sister was rushing to deliver the marriage certificate to Tianzhaozong, and his heart jumped, wondering what the little aunt was doing What a moth.

    After meeting her father, Situ Heng, the leader of the Liuyan Alliance, was very happy, very satisfied with Situ Xishuang's vision, and asked him to bring some accessories from the girl's house to dress up the sloppy eldest lady , went to Tianzhaozong to discuss marriage.

    So, under the loving and sympathetic eyes of the old father, Situ Su, followed by a dozen or so puppet attendants carrying brocade boxes, stepped into the ice cellar-like Shuiyunye.

    "What do you want to make trouble again?" As soon as he entered the hall and saw the black-clothed girl sitting in the main seat, Situ Su asked mercilessly.

    Situ Xishuang is making her silver axe sharper. The sharpening stone made of black iron is sprinkled with Jiutian River water. Shishang pushed and pushed around, making a harsh rubbing sound, and the heartstrings of those listening to it tightened, for fear that if the eldest lady's subordinates moved unsteadily, the silver axe would fly out and hit them.

    Situ Heng waved his hand and drove these hard-working disciples who were called to sparring out of Shui Yunye, and everyone couldn't help but cast a grateful look at him.

    When there were only two brothers and sisters left, Situ Xishuang stopped his movements and raised his head. The girl raised her mouth and said sarcastically, "Are you in charge of me?"

    The body is covered with spikes, keeping the elder brother of the same blood from a thousand miles away.

    Situ Su sighed helplessly, and sat down in the position closest to Situ Xishuang. Because of his approach, the girl in black frowned in disgust and moved back clearly.

    "What do I want?" She stretched out her palm to Situsu, palm facing up. The slender knuckles were as smooth as jade, but there was a thick layer of calluses wrapped around the pulp of the finger, which also covered There are dozens of small wounds that have been worn over the years. Rao is the best elixir, but it cannot restore it, which shows the seriousness of the injury at that time. This made Situ Su's eyes darken.

    He seemed unbearable, turned his eyes away, and took out an octagonal wooden box from his sleeve. The box was empty and looked very ordinary.

    Situ Xishuang snatched it like a treasure, and said insincerely, "Thank you."

    "You collect this..." Situ Su paused, "What is it?"

    "You want to know?" Situ Xishuang squinted at him, with a rare playfulness, "I won't tell you."

    Situ Su:…

    "If you still need it, I will go to Jianzong next year to help you..."

    "No need," Situ Xishuang waved his hand, "With this, the entire Sword Sect's images have been collected, and I should proceed to the next step."

    "Next step?" Situ Su raised his eyebrows and said seriously.

    He remembered the weird marriage letter and said, "Could it be that your next step is to marry yourself?"

    How is this possible? His younger sister is more professional than him, how could he leave the Liuyan League and be willing to marry another sect?

    As expected, Situ Xishuang repaid him with a foolish look, with the words "Do you have a hole in your brain?"

    "Cough cough!" Situ Su covered his lips and coughed a few times to hide his embarrassment, and asked, "What's the next step?"

    "The husband I picked, I think you already know." Situ Xishuang said casually, removed the whetstone under his hand, replaced it with a file, and began to carve his own new style on the silver axe. Research array.

    "Lin Xianjun of Tianzhao Sect, the closed disciple of Yucheng Zhenren," Situ Su suddenly stopped and said jealously, "No, Yucheng Zhenren recently accepted another one."

    Hearing his brother's sour tone, Situ Xishuang gave him a serious look, and mocked: "People don't look down on you, so what's the use of sour!"

    Situ Su's heart that has been repeatedly hurt by his sister over the years has been slashed again, but he is strong in heart, and he is not willing to care about the little girl, so he continued the previous topic: "What is the charm of that Lin Xianjun, You don't want to marry him?"

    "It's not attractive, it's just younger, others are too old."

    "Others? Are there other candidates?" Situ Su secretly lighted wax for them in his heart.

    "Among the ten winners of the magic weapons in this spirit tool conference, only Lin Yuqi's age is just right. For the other old men and grandmothers, my father will not allow me to marry."

    She said it lightly, but like a heavy punch, it hit Situ Su's heart hard.

    When he heard this, his face flushed red and he almost became angry, but considering that there were still many puppets serving, he could only whisper: "Are you still playing with the idea of ​​those magic weapons? !"

    "Otherwise?" Situ Xishuang was not afraid of his anger at all, her fingers stably made a straight line on the silver axe, her eyes focused and concentrated.

     "My father said that we are not allowed to touch Bao Canding, you are not allowed to have such thoughts..."

    Situ Xishuang interrupted him coldly: "Then go and tell your father."

    Situ Su stopped abruptly, and was silent for a long time before he said in a hoarse voice, "You know I won't."

    Situ Xishuang didn't even want to give him a look, the surrounding atmosphere became stagnant for a while, the air seemed to be still, and Situ Su was a little out of breath.

      It was because Situ Xishuang carried the darkness for him.

    He was silent for a long time, and finally thought of the reason why his father sent him there. He immediately raised his head, pointed to the brocade box he visited in the center of the hall, and said, "My father said that he ordered us to go to Tianzhaozong to discuss marriage. .Since you are going to get married, you should look like a girl."

    With a slight lift of his arm, those puppets were instructed to immediately open these brocade boxes, and the whole yard was filled with dazzling light.

    Unfortunately, in Situ Xishuang's eyes, he could only see a pile of dim and indistinguishable scraps of iron and cloth, and even the crisp music with the collision of pearl hairpins and jade rings, all so abrupt and harsh.

    Situ Su glanced at the ornaments in these brocade boxes, all of the top grades, turned his head, looked at Situ Xishuang's frosty face, and said sincerely: "These are very suitable for you, do you want to try them? ?"

    "Oh?" Situ Xishuang said calmly, "I can't tell, if brother thinks it looks good, you can wear it yourself."

    Situ Su was speechless for a while, then got up in a panic, closed his eyes and held his breath for a few moments, then calmed down and said, "Three days later, we will go to Tianzhaozong, I hope you don't regret it."

    After he finished speaking, he turned around immediately and left Shui Yunye without looking back, even with the puppets who came with him.

    Leave only the unsightly piles of gold and silver jewels in the hall, splendid clothes.

    The puppet who served by Situ Xishuang's side for more than ten years already understood this situation. It squeaked and turned the gears and rowed to the center of the hall, ready to throw these things into the furnace in the backyard .

    Just picked up a brocade box, but was stopped by the owner: "Put it down."

    The puppet won't be confused, it just takes the master's changed mind and puts down the brocade box obediently.

    Situ Xishuang stared at the boxes, but her eyes were involuntarily empty, not knowing what to think.