Xiang Ping, who is on the other end, is still facing the loess and his back to the sky on the field.
Nan Sijin went to the Nanhui Peak of the Qingyun Sect, and whether he wanted to be the peak master or the leader had no impact on him.
It's going to rain and my mother wants to get married. You live your life and I live mine.
Someone from the Nan family once pointed at him and scolded him arrogantly, saying that his toad breed was not worthy of Nan Sijin, and asked him to cancel the engagement as soon as possible.
Xiang Ping only said: "Seeing that you are so unhappy makes me feel relieved. Unless I die, this engagement will definitely not be canceled just like this..."
Xiang Ping didn't mean to say that. He felt that even if the engagement was canceled, Nan Sijin would have to come and tell him in person.
He wanted to know whether the cancellation of the engagement was decided unilaterally by the Nan family or by Nan Sijin.
Can that be the same?
So, this day Nan Sijin really came.
Nan Sijin squatted on the ground in the field, resting her chin on her hand and looking at Xiang Ping quietly.
"What do you want to eat today..."
“I won’t eat today”
Xiang Ping put down the hoe, then picked up the towel around his neck and wiped the sweat on his face, and said: "You came to me, if not for food, then for something big. Nothing is more important to you than food."
Come on, let me think about it? Are you here to cancel the engagement?"
Nan Sijin sighed and said quietly: "Someone from my family should have talked to you before, why didn't you agree?"
"Agree to cancel the engagement?" Xiang Ping raised his eyebrows and looked at her intently and said, "You can also ask me to cancel. You have to come in person to say this. If you say cancel, I will write you a divorce letter immediately.
Book"
Nan Sijin said pitifully: "Then what else will you give me to eat in the future?"
Xiang Ping said seriously: "I've been dumped by you, but I still have the mood to make food for you? Why am I so worried? Am I sick?"
Nan Sijin remained silent.
Xiang Ping remained silent.
The story of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai is definitely not a myth. There are definitely more than one couple in this world who will love each other to death.
For example, Nan Sijin and Xiang Ping.
However, neither of them opened the window paper, because they felt that they were already engaged anyway, and by the time the wedding day came, everything would have been settled.
Although they have never said it before, both Xiang Ping and Nan Sijin feel that the house in their hearts can no longer accommodate anyone except each other.
Nan Sijin looked at Xiang Ping and suddenly said: "Cancel the engagement."
Xiang Ping said: "If you want to take it, you take it."
"I don't"
"Me neither"
"You will die if you don't cancel the engagement," Nan Sijin sighed.
Xiang Ping said calmly: "If it is cancelled, I will be more sad than death. This is something that I have been keeping in my heart for a long time, and I plan to keep it for the rest of my life..."
Nan Sijin bit her lip, suddenly jumped down from above, and then threw herself into Xiang Ping's arms with a bang, saying softly: "If you don't cancel, you will die. You don't want to cancel, and I don't want to either."
If you die, I will give you a ride out of Mashan Cave. From now on, if I don’t marry, and if you don’t marry, this engagement will last forever!”
Nanhai, nearby cities.
Huang Jian lay on the bed, breathless and breathless. He was not dead.
The people in Beisongting didn't pay much attention to him, and they themselves weren't very good at treating him. It turned out that someone was coming from the end of the mountain.
Three people came to Molu Mountain, Zhu Chungang, Qi Changqing and Yu Qiuyang.
Huang Jian, who was pale and bloodless and hanging on half-life, said to the three of them with half-open eyes: "I was almost killed by you this time, and several of them have already died."
Yu Qiuyang said very plainly: "People can't help themselves in the world, life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor are in heaven. You have to walk on your own path with tears. You can't blame God and others."
The corners of Huang Jian's mouth twitched, he was really powerless to fight them.
Qi Changqing sat on the bedside, holding Huang Jian's shoulders, and said softly: "Come on, Ah Huang, it's time to take medicine..."
Huang Jian looked at the elixir in Qi Changqing's hand that exuded an unusually fragrant aroma and said, "What?"
"Eat the Waste of Life Pill. If you eat it, you won't die." Qi Changqing lifted his shoulder and forcefully stuffed a Waste of Life Pill into his mouth.
Huang Jian's eyes were filled with resentment.
Zhu Chungang clasped his hands behind his back, turned his back to Huang Jian, looked out the window, and said slowly: "You must have fallen into the trap, otherwise it would be impossible to defeat the dozen or so disciples of Molu Mountain with just the people from the Yellow River Valley.
The only one who escaped was you. Although your grandfather didn’t say much,
There are only two forces in the South China Sea area that can snipe you to this extent. Nanhai Guanyin Pavilion, Sanxiu Xiake Island, and the group of female sluts in Guanyin Pavilion are just like the end of the mountain. They never know how to deal with the world, so it is absolutely impossible.
If they take action, then only Xia Ke Island will be left."
Huang Jian nodded and said, "Yes."
Zhu Chungang continued: "There are three principals in Xiake Island, who have led tens of thousands of cultivators. Among them, Xu Li is only devoted to cultivation. Jiang Zhe is so ambitious that he never colludes with others. Then Han Chan is the only one left. He is
he?"
Huang Jian felt that inside his chest and abdomen, after the medicine was applied, it seemed to be much better. There was blood on his face, and he felt much more energetic when he spoke: "It is indeed a plan that he and Huang Hehe jointly made.
, we did not expect that Xiake Island would get involved with the people in the Yellow River Valley, mainly because the information given by Bei Songting was wrong."
"Beisongting is not a god. It is impossible to do everything in detail. This time they are determined to make a plan, so they will naturally handle all the details clearly." The young man walked in and said with a very impatient look: "We will give it to you."
When Lin Wenhe sent the letter, he already reminded us in the last sentence to be cautious. We also had reservations about the two ships that suddenly appeared in the Yellow River Valley, but you didn't listen."
Zhu Chungang looked at him and said, "Crow, where is your master?"
Huang Jian then knew the name of the young man who brought him in, and asked in surprise: "Why did you name such a flat-haired beast?"
The boy named Crow frowned and said angrily: "Why didn't you die before?"
"Lin Wenhe, Zhan Tai and the others should still be on Knight Island. There are nine people left alive. This revenge will be avenged and people will be saved." Yu Qiuyang, who had been silent for the whole time, suddenly said.
"Just you?" Huang Jian pointed at the three of them and said, "Are the old guys from the End Mountain all going to stand by and watch us fend for ourselves?"
Yu Qiuyang nodded and said: "You are right, including your grandfather..."