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The candied haws on the table were all divided by everyone.

Yan Nanji bit the candied haws and muttered in a low voice: "I used to be in Hanyue Peak, but it wasn't that bad."

Suddenly, Dao's eyes fell on him, and he suddenly looked at him without squinting, and he did not dare to complain any more.

Chu Yue leaned against the back of the chair, with a smile on her lips curled up.

The reason why it was delicious before was probably because of the people like Bai Guardian.

Now that the twelve guardians of the Holy Land have all gone to support Mu Jun, Ye Mohan's cooking skills have been exposed.

Having said that, although the food on this table was not eaten up, the atmosphere became much more harmonious.

At the end of spring, the wind at night is filled with the scent of frost and coldness.

After dinner, everyone either practiced in the courtyard, or played the piano and danced the sword.

Only Qin Tieniu and Yan Nanji were hiding beside him fighting crickets, and their heads were squeezed together, which was very funny.

Chu Yue looked sideways and the children next door came to play with Xiaobao again. Her innocent eyes looked at Ye Mohan curiously.

"Xiaobao, is that your heroic father?"

The little girl with a pigtail tilted her head and said excitedly: "Your father looks better than my mother."

Xiaobao was chubby among the crowd, blushing with shyness, but his eyes were full of pride and pride.

"Ye Chen! Can we play with your father? Yesterday, Daddy Xiaohua also played with us!" asked the little boy who was a little two years older.

Xiaobao was stunned for a moment and did not directly answer their questions. Instead, he came to Ye Mohan with a good understanding and sensible side, and asked with his neck in his mouth: "Dad, baby friends want to play with you."

Xiaobao asked very nervously.

"What do you want to play?"

Ye Mohan got up and picked up Xiaobao, and said as he walked.

Xiaobao grinned and smiled innocently, and a group of children were circling around Ye Mohan.

Chu Yue held his cheek with one hand, and from a distance, the man was wearing gorgeous clothes and his ink robe flew. When he was with the young children, he lacked some innate evil spirit, and he looked like his father of an ordinary family.

After practicing a set of sword techniques, Xiao Li was covered in sweat and was soaked in his clothes. He sat beside Chu Yue.

She and Chu Yue looked at the father and son among the children and said, "Brother-in-law is very good, but her cooking skills are a little bad."

Chu Yue smiled slightly, looked at Xiao Li's Demon-Breaking Sword, and gave Xiao Li the recorded "Human Emperor Sword Technique", "Try practicing the new sword Technique."

Xiao Li took over the "Sword Note", turned around for two pages casually, and suddenly stood up, "This is..."

"The Human Emperor's sword technique is very suitable for you." Chu Yue said lightly.

Xiao Li's red lips were pursed, and his hands holding the "Blade of Knife" were trembling slightly.

After a long time, she solemnly put away the sword technique and said firmly: "I will practice well."

"Just do your best."

Chu Yue stretched, looked up at the hazy blue night sky, and then looked at the companions and Ye Mohan and his son around him. Suddenly, he felt that it would be good that time would be left here and become eternal.

After everyone finished practicing, they discussed the mystery of martial arts with each other.

Only the Yanniu duo was left, and they were still fighting crickets with gritted teeth.

"Senior Brother Hua, how many small Zhoutians are needed when you overcome the tribulation?" Leng Qingshuang stopped beside Hua Yuehen for advice.

"Seven small circumferences and thirty-two large circumferences. When passing through the internal organs three times, you need to regulate your breathing once, otherwise it will damage the martial arts body." Hua Yuehen said.

Yan Nanji looked at Leng Qingshuang secretly.

He was also quite clear about the issue of passing the tribulation and regulating his breathing, and Leng Qingshuang didn't know how to ask him.

Qin Tieniu looked at Yan Nanji, then looked at Leng Qingshuang, and asked with a gossip: "Brother Yan, are you Miss Yi Leng?"

"Who likes her?"

Yan Nanji groaned and hurriedly denied: "I, Mr. Yan, are so humble and gentleman, so I have to like gentle ladies."

"oh."

Qin Tie and Newton were bored, and it was not as interesting as fighting crickets.

At this moment, the Seventh Elder climbed over the wall, stopped in front of Leng Qingshuang, and handed over a letter.

"Disciple Leng, the letter from Leng Mansion in the North is for you."

Elder Seven clasped his fists and said, "Congratulations, I heard that you will get married in the North next month. It is the day of the competition. Good things are in pairs. At that time, the dean and I will go over to ask for a glass of wedding wine."

Leng Qingshuang took the letter and laughed dryly.

When Zhou Xuan, Xue Cheng and others heard about the marriage, they all revolved around Leng Qingshuang's happy discussion.

Chu Yue did not go to congratulate her, but captured the fleeting grief deep in Leng Qingshuang's eyes, and then moved her gaze and her eyes fell on Yan Nanji.

"Brother Yan, what's wrong with you?"

Qin Tieniu put his hand in front of Yan Nanji's eyes and shook it a few times.

I saw Yan Nanji Jun's face turned pale as paper, as if he had drained all the blood in an instant.

The congratulations heard in his ears were even more difficult for him to accept than the five thunders thunder.

"Isn't it just a win against you, so what?" Qin Tieniu said: "At worst, I won't charge you money."

Yan Nanji was unaware of it, and she quickly got up as if she was crazy, and quickly walked to Leng Qingshuang, and grabbed Leng Qingshuang's wrist.

"What are you doing?" Leng Qingshuang pulled her hand back unhappily, but the boy was full of strength and could not break free at all.

"Are you really going to get married next month?" Yan Nanji asked.

"The parents' order is to make marriage. Brother Yan, how many women do you think in the world will joke about their marriage?" Leng Qingshuang asked.

Yan Nanji looked at Leng Qingshuang's unrestrained appearance, and several cracks broke into her heart, as if she was full of holes. The pain instantly spread to her limbs.

At this moment, he was like a drowning person, about to suffocate, and the woman in front of him was his life-saving straw.

"Do you have him in your heart?" Yan Nanji asked in pain.

"Who do you think I should have in my heart?"

Leng Qingshuang took his hand indifferently, "I won't bother with my senior brother to care about my marriage."

Yan Nanji drooped her head and lowered her eyelashes, covering a faint blue-gray shadow under her eyes.

Leng Qingshuang took the letter back to the house, sat in front of the window, and placed the envelope on the candlelight and burned it without even looking.

She looked at the swaying candlelight in vain. When she was in a daze, her mind was filled with the scene of Yan Nanji showing off her newly bought gold chain.

Leng Qingshuang quickly shook her head and threw away Yan Nanji in her mind.

Footsteps sounded, and someone pushed the door in.

Leng Qingshuang quickly calmed down her lonely look, looked back and said in surprise: "Xiao Yue'er..."

Chu Yue looked at the ashes of paper confetti in the halo of candle flames, stopped on one side, and whispered: "If you don't want to marry, you don't have to marry."

"The parents' orders, the family's responsibility..."

"Are you willing to marry the man you like?"

Chu Yue stared at her eyes seriously and seriously: "The destiny of parents lies in filial piety, but not in filial piety. The responsibility of the family is on their shoulders, not marriage. Senior Sister Leng, if you really want to marry, I will buy you a dowry, ten miles of red makeup, phoenix crown and red robe, and personally send you to marry. But if you don't want to and don't want to, even if the sky falls, I will hold you back."
Chapter completed!