Those years, those jokes, those scum

Chapter 200: Jianghu Dispute, the Chief is Not Obedient 44

The moon was hanging in the starry sky, and the north wind was howling. Sitting at the carved round table, Lan Fengping was glad that she was not drinking tea at the moment. Her leader was amazing. Yesterday she was still complaining about her leader's slowness, but today she told her that she had come down the mountain to find a marriage for herself! !

Is it really okay for you to be so casual? After all, you are the current head of a great sect. You are just going to hand yourself over so easily? Even if that person is the deputy leader, you can't do that? At least you have to make a big deal about it, with ten miles of red dowry and a thousand acres of fertile land.

"Then, when is the date?" Lan Fengping accepted the leader's will very well. She was now worried about whether she could arrange the marriage. Thanks to the leader's thunderous and decisive killing, she was the oldest among the several superiors in the Holy Moon Sect. Poor her, she was only 24 years old, and she had not yet begun to fall in love, but she had to experience the feeling of marrying a daughter... No, marrying a daughter-in-law.

As for the complicated and trivial matters of human etiquette, Qin Shuangjiang, as the person involved, didn't understand it at all. She replied a little helplessly: "I was only concerned with the argument at the time and didn't think about this."

"So, it was the deputy leader's master who disagreed with this marriage?" Come to think of it, who would suddenly marry their own apprentice to a woman who appeared out of nowhere and was also a famous woman.

"That's not the case. The master didn't stop me." Qin Shuangjiang felt particularly confident while she was talking. It was not bad to have the support of an elder. If Leng Nuan dared to abandon her in the future, she would pester her for the rest of her life. Of course, she still had confidence in Leng Nuan. Even if she didn't have confidence in her, she was confident in her own charm. As long as she held the person tightly in her hands. Wait, did she forget something very important?

Even the master was called! What happened on this day! Lan Fengping looked up in shock at the man in black clothes standing upright and motionless behind Qin Shuangjiang.

"Clean up the side hall next to me and replace all the things inside with new ones. Leng Nuan will move in in two days." Qin Shuangjiang was worried about something and didn't feel like talking any more. She gave the order and left with something on her mind. She always felt that something she had neglected was very, very important.

The person who needed to be protected went back to his room and was not needed for the time being. Xingzhou sat at the original table and said in a hoarse voice: "The leader of Xuanfeng Sect and the leader are discussing whether to marry or not."

Oh, I see. Lan Fengping nodded to the person who answered, and understood. She had seen with her own eyes how the Xuanfeng Sect was rich and wealthy, and how they lived in indifference. But no matter what, they were still a famous family that had been passed down for thousands of years, and they would not compromise so easily when it came to matters involving family status.

"It seems that the leader still has a long way to go before he can get married." Lan Fengping sighed quietly, not knowing whether it was for the leader's difficulties or for herself.

"Not necessarily. As long as the deputy leader wants, it will be done quickly." Xingzhou didn't think so. Based on his understanding of Leng Nuan, he would not care about the issue of marrying her or getting married. He might even be willing to let her marry into his family.

"Do you have any other questions?" Facing the other party's sudden inquiring gaze, Xingzhou asked curiously.

Lan Fengping blinked her eyes and sighed belatedly, "So Ah Zhou, you have always been by the leader's side. These days, your presence has become less and less noticeable."

"..." He has always been here, okay! It was because the leader's gloomy and violent aura was so heavy that it covered his aura, causing you to ignore me.

The progress of the task bar increased slightly. Even if it was only a few tenths of a percent, Leng Nuan was happy. This showed that she was on the right track. I believe that it won't be long before this dilemma is resolved, whether it is good or bad.

Master Qingchen was quite self-aware when it came to patience. He looked at his "good" disciple, who looked calm but was actually distracted, and sighed deeply. He said as if in compromise, "It has to be her?"

"Well," Leng Nuan hummed softly, and then said: "But marriage is still too..."

"You still have the nerve to say that! If it's too early, why don't you just take care of yourself!" Compared to his disciple being kidnapped, his disciple's unwillingness to take responsibility made him even more upset! No, he would never allow this! Their Xuanfeng Sect has never had a deserter! They are all good children who stand tall and proud!

"Listen to me. If you do this, you must take full responsibility. If you dare to let the girl down, I will break your legs."

"No, Master, I didn't." Leng Nuan waved her hand to explain. She just felt that the two were too young. After all, they were both only eighteen years old. If they got married this year, it would mean, well, no, it was a matter of principle, and she would not compromise.

"It's better not to." It's not that he doesn't believe in his apprentice's character, but feelings are the most unpredictable thing. How many people in this world love each other deeply and then turn their swords against each other? He doesn't care where their future relationship will go, and he can't control it. In short, whether Leng Nuan is willing or not, this marriage must be made for him.

"However, if the other party takes the initiative to give up on you, I don't object." Master Qingchen suddenly thought of this and said this. This is actually a method. As long as the other party is unwilling, then it's another matter.

"Master, what are you thinking about?"

"Hey, it's okay, don't worry about me." Receiving Leng Nuan's cold and disdainful gaze, Shi Qingchen changed the subject guiltily: "I think you noticed it today too."

"Yes."

"I don't know what method she used to improve her skills so quickly in such a short period of time. I'm afraid it won't be a good idea to continue like this."

"I know what to do."

Shi Qingchen nodded, and he stood up and walked to the bookcase, which had a lot of things on it, but they were arranged in a very orderly manner. He flipped through this pen holder, opened that cabinet, fumbled around, and finally took out a faded green bottle with a cracked bottom from the corner of the third shelf.

He walked back to Leng Nuan, uncorked the bottle, took a look inside, smelled it, then closed it and threw it over casually. "There are two soul pills in it, take them to that girl."

"There's more," Shi Qingchen squatted down before Leng Nuan answered. He bent down and got under the table. With a little force from his right hand, he lifted the desk and took out the book that was used as a cushion on the table.

"Give her this too."

Under the moonlight, Leng Nuan held the pills in one hand and the secret book in the other. With the bright moonlight blown by the wind, she looked down at the things in her hands. She felt a little happy. Her family wasn't too poor.

The weather was getting colder as December approached, but it couldn't stop Qin Shuangjiang's heart from freezing, because she finally remembered what she had forgotten.

"So this is the reason why you, Master, have been frantically refining pills a few days ago?!" When Lan Fengping heard Qin Shuangjiang's words, she took a deep breath.

"Tell me, should I confess to Leng Nuan and ask for forgiveness?" Qin Shuangjiang held the bottle tightly in both hands, as if this could ease her regret and fear.

"No! No! This is definitely not possible!" Lan Fengping shook her head fiercely, firmly opposing! You still want to marry the deputy leader! Thinking of this, Lan Fengping didn't even care about her image, and shouted hoarsely: "This must not be known to the deputy leader!"

"Sorry, I understand." A soft, faint voice suddenly sounded in the hall, startling the two of them so much that they dared not move.

Leng Nuan, who had intended to give someone a surprise and arrived a day early, didn't get the surprise, but ended up getting a big "surprise" for himself.

"Leng Nuan, listen to my explanation!" Seeing the person coming, Qin Shuangjiang's face turned pale. He flew to her side and held her tightly with his hand, fearing that she would turn around and leave.

A.K0527, who came with his host, looked at the scene below, first stunned, then very angry, and finally, he didn't know what he thought of, his bright eyes were full of anticipation.

Good fellow, I love you deeply, but you poison me. What kind of wife-chasing crematorium is this!