Chapter five hundred and seventy second sweetheart
Chen Pingan relaxed his hands lightly and took a step back to take a closer look at her.
She was still wearing a dark green robe. She was a little taller, but not much, and now she was no longer as tall as him.
She blushed slightly. All the mountains and rivers in the world combined were not as beautiful as her beautiful eyebrows. Chen Pingan could even see himself in her eyes.
She raised her eyebrows and said, "Chen Ping'an, are you ready?"
Chen Ping'an didn't answer the question and said softly: "I haven't dared to miss you too much in these years."
Ning Yao was about to speak.
Someone whistled on the screen wall behind me. It was a fat man squatting on the ground. Behind the fat man were several heads hidden, like peacocks opening their tails, all looking towards the gate with wide eyes.
Just as Ning Yao was about to make a move, Chen Ping'an grabbed one of his hands and held it tightly, "This time, please stay longer, and you won't leave even if you chase me away."
A woman whispered: "Sister Ning's ears are all red."
Ning Yao suddenly pulled Chen Pingan in front of her, hit his chest with her elbow, and broke away from Chen Pingan's hand. She turned around and strode towards the screen wall, and said, "I didn't agree."
Chen Ping'an bared his teeth, which was really serious this time. He rubbed his heart and followed quickly without him closing the door. An old servant with cloudy eyes smiled and nodded in greeting, and quietly closed the door of the mansion.
Everyone at the corner of the screen wall has already stood up.
Chen Ping'an and Ning Yao walked side by side and greeted those people with a smile, "Yan Zhuo, Dong Hua Fu, Die Zhang, Chen Sanqiu, hello."
The fat man's name is Yan Zhuo, and he is the direct son of the Yan family. The Yan family's position in the Great Wall of Sword Qi is equivalent to the household department of a secular dynasty. Excluding the private channels of the big family, the Yan family is in charge of nearly half of the material operations.
, to put it simply, the Yan family is rich, very rich.
Dong Hua Fu, this surname is enough to explain everything. He is a dark and capable young man, with a face full of scars and a dull look. He never likes to talk and only likes to drink. However, Xiang Jian has a very pink makeup. He has a biological sister,
His name is even weirder, he can't be called Dong, but he is an innate sword embryo that is well-known in the Great Wall of Sword Qi. He looks weak and starts fighting, but he is a madman. It is said that he once became red-eyed when he was killed by the Yin Guan.
He was knocked unconscious and dragged back to the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
A slender, one-armed woman carries a large sword on her back.
She was born in the back alleys of Jianqi Great Wall. She had no surname, so she was called Die Zhang. When she was young, she was met by A Liang, who often asked her to help buy wine. After going back and forth, they became familiar with each other, and then gradually got to know friends like Ning Yao and others.
.Now I still owe a lot of alcohol debt for A Liang.
The last person is an extremely handsome young man named Chen Sanqiu, who is also a well-deserved son of the surname. He has been secretly in love with Dong Huafu's sister Dong Bu since he was a child, and his love has never changed. Chen Sanqiu has a sword hanging on his left and right waists, just one sword.
There is no scabbard, and the seal script on the sword body is the simple word "cloud pattern". The scabbard sword is called Jingshu.
The fat man at the head pinched his throat and said softly like Ning Yao: "Who are you?"
Ning Yao stopped, glanced at the fat man, and said nothing.
Chen Pingan asked Ning Yao softly: "Golden elixir sword cultivator?"
Before Ning Yao could speak, Chen Sanqiu said with a smile: "Anyway, Fatty Yan is not a Four Realm Qi Practitioner, nor is he that stupid pure martial artist."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "It's okay to look down on me, but it's not okay to look down on Ning Yao's eyes."
Fatty Yan stuck his butt out and bumped into Dong Heitan behind him, "Did you hear that, the martial arts master of the four realms who was on top of our city back then seems unhappy."
Ning Yao frowned and said, "It's over or not."
Fatty Yan raised his hands, quickly glanced at the sleeves of the young man in green shirt, and said aggrievedly: "It was Chen Sanqiu who encouraged me to be the leader. I have no objection to Chen Pingan. There are a few pure martial artists at such a young age."
, he was able to fight Cao Ci three times in a row, I can't even admire him. But I have to be fair, the Fulu sect monks here are the most despised heretics after pure martial artists. Chen Ping'an, from now on
When you go out, be sure not to carry so many talismans in your sleeves. No one here buys these things. There is no way. People on this side of the Great Sword Qi Wall are in remote areas and have never seen the big world."
Ning Yao had a hint of anger.
Fatty Yan immediately shrank his almost invisible neck.
In fact, they have a good or bad impression of Chen Pingan, and they really don't use their power to bully others.
It's just that Ning Yao is too special in their minds.
There is a natural barrier between the Sword Qi Great Wall and the vast world.
Everyone, including Yan Zhuo and Chen Sanqiu, knew that there was nothing wrong with Chen Ping'an. However, all the peers at Jianqi Great Wall, as well as some elders who had a close relationship with Ning and Yao, did not think highly of Ning Yao.
What future will there be with a foreigner, not to mention that the biggest story left by the young man who was practicing boxing on the city wall was that he lost three games in a row to Cao Ci. Furthermore, compared to the Taoist cultivators in Haoran Tianxia,
In the world of Jianqi Great Wall, life is too stable. Ning Yao has grown very fast. There has always been only one kind of match in Jianqi Great Wall, and that is between men and women who are of similar realm and have equal killing power!
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "We have the opportunity to discuss and learn from each other."
Yan Zhuo glanced at Ning Yao and shook his head like a rattle, "Don't dare."
Ning Yao said softly: "You are only in the Sixth Realm, so don't pay attention to them. These guys are full and can hold on."
Chen Ping'an held back his laughter, "It's a little difficult to pretend to be in the Far Traveling Realm. What's so difficult about pretending to be a martial artist in the Sixth Realm?"
As a result, Ning Yao hit him in the waist with an elbow, and said angrily: "Is it fun to lie to me?"
This time I was really angry.
Yan Zhuo and others were as silent as cicadas.
Chen Ping'an grabbed her hand and said softly: "I am used to suppressing my realm and traveling far away. If I were in Haoran World, I would be a martial artist in the fifth realm. Normally, I would not be able to distinguish between true and false. Ten
As promised in the year, I agreed that I must reach the Golden Realm before I come to see you. Do you think I can't do it? I'm very angry."
Ning Yao looked at him. Are you, Chen Pingan, angry? Then why are you smiling all over your face? Is it reasonable for the evil person to complain first? Ning Yao stared blankly at the unfamiliar yet familiar Chen Pingan in front of him for nearly ten years.
No, he had a hosta on his head, was wearing a blue shirt, and was still carrying a sword. She had to raise her head slightly to even look at him. How could she, Ning Yao, not know the customs and customs in Haoran Tianxia? When she was alone,
Having traveled across most of the Jiuzhou territory, don’t you know that a man with a slightly better appearance will always meet a confidante of this kind if he walks a few more steps in the world? Especially such a young golden body martial artist, in Haoran
It's rare to see him in the world, but Chen Ping'an's stubborn temper is probably the result of some shameless women's desire.
Although Chen Ping'an didn't know what Ning Yao was thinking at all, his intuition told him that if he didn't do something or say something, his life would probably be in danger.
But when Chen Pingan looked at her eyes carefully, he didn't say anything. He just lowered his head gently, touched her forehead, and shouted softly: "Ning Yao, Ning Yao."
There is nothing else between heaven and earth.
There is only Miss Ning.
Ning Yao turned his head, pushed Chen Pingan's head away with a slap, and glared: "Chen Pingan, are you possessed by a ghost?"
Chen Pingan was also a little embarrassed.
Yan Zhuo turned around and said with a sad face: "I admit defeat. I can't bear it anymore. I really can't bear it anymore."
Chen Sanqiu rolled his eyes vigorously and muttered: "I have an ominous premonition, it feels like that bastard A Liang is back again."
It was rare for Dong Huafu to speak: "If you like it, you'll like it. If you don't have the realm, you can count it as an egg."
Diezhang nodded, "I think it's pretty good too. It's a surprisingly good match for Sister Ning. But what will happen when the two of them go out in the future? Now there's no battle to fight. Many people are idle and it's easy to cause trouble. Could it be that Sister Ning just takes the lead?
Keep him hiding in the house, or secretly go to the city to stay? This can't be done, right?"
Chen Pingan suddenly said to them: "Thank you for always staying with Ning Yao."
Chen Pingan clasped his fists heavily, with clear eyes and a bright smile, "That's what I should have said when we were on top of the city. I owe you nearly ten years."
Diezhang smiled and said nothing.
Chen Sanqiu hummed, "It's a pity that Ning Yao has disliked me since he was a child, otherwise you would have cried outside the door this time."
Yan Zhuo raised his hands, patted his cheeks gently, and said with a smile: "I still have some conscience."
Dong Huafu asked: "Can I drink?"
Ning Yao said: "What kind of wine should you drink?!"
Dong Hua Fu said: "If he doesn't drink, I will drink."
Ning Yao took Chen Ping'an to a square and saw the Dragon-Zhanping Platform stone cliff that was as big as a house.
There was a climbing step dug out by the sword fairy himself. Everyone climbed up one by one. There was a small and crude pavilion on top.
Ning Yao glanced at the one-armed girl carrying the big sword Zhenyue.
Diezhang blinked, and as soon as he sat down, he stood up and said something was wrong.
Chen Sanqiu and Yan Zhuo also found their own reasons, but Dong Huafu was dumbfounded and still sat there, saying that he was fine.
As a result, Chen Sanqiu grabbed her by the neck and dragged her away.
Only two people were left sitting opposite each other.
Chen Pingan clenched his hands into fists and placed them gently on his knees.
Without Yan Zhuo and the others, Ning Yao felt a little more at ease.
Ning Yao asked: "Has there been any girl who liked you in these years?"
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Yes. But I have never been tempted. I was before and I will be in the future."
Ning Yao asked again: "How many?"
Chen Pingan was dumbfounded.
Ning Yao continued: "Which ones?"
Chen Pingan was stunned.
Unexpectedly, Ning Yao said: "I don't care."
Chen Pingan was speechless.
Ning Yao turned to look at the bottom of the Dragon Slaying Platform, "Mother Bai, is this guy really a martial artist in the Golden Body Realm?"
As far as Ning Yao could see, in addition to the old servant who closed the door, there was also a tall old woman. The two old people stood side by side.
The old woman smiled and nodded: "Master Chen is indeed a seventh-level martial artist, and his foundation is extremely good, beyond imagination."
Chen Pingan said softly: "I didn't lie to you, did I?"
Ning Yao ignored Chen Pingan and said to the two elders: "Mother Bai, Grandpa Nalan, you go ahead."
The old woman hesitated for a moment, with a smile in her eyes that seemed to be questioning, but Ning Yao shook his head slightly, and then the old woman nodded with a smile and left together with the staggering old man.
Chen Pingan asked: "Aunt Bai is the master of the mountain top realm?"
Ning Yao nodded, "It used to be the limit, but then it fell to the bottom because of me."
Chen Pingan suddenly asked: "Are there any peers here who are about the same age as you and are already Nascent Soul Sword cultivators?"
Ning Yao sneered and said: "I am not a Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator for the time being, who can?"
Chen Pingan snorted.
This answer is very good to Miss Ning.
Ning Yao frowned and asked, "Why do you ask this?"
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "It's nothing."
Ning Yao reminded: "The sword cultivators here on the Sword Qi Great Wall are not comparable to those in the world."
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "I know it well. You said Beiju Luzhou is worth visiting before. Before I came here, I just went there and experienced the skills of sword cultivators there."
Ning Yao let out an ooh, his brows slightly stretched, and fell into someone's eyes, maybe it was the scenery of the willow branches in the moon.
Chen Pingan twisted his wrist and took out a thick book that he had bound into a volume. Just as he was about to stand up, he sat down next to Ning Yao.
Ning Yao said: "Sit over there."
Chen Pingan stretched out his hand to scratch his head and gently threw out the book with one hand, "When I carried the sword of the boss sword fairy to Tongyezhou, the old man reminded me that it is best to endure it and not send letters casually.
Going to the Great Wall of Sword Qi will distract you, and I will even worry about accidentally implicating you because of me, so I will keep it in mind. So whenever I have free time, I will write down what I have experienced over the years. You can read through it.
Everything, big and small, is written down, some are recorded more carefully, and some are only written roughly."
Ning Yao took the book and began to read the landscape travel notes written by Chen Pingan himself.
Chen Pingan sat for a while. Seeing that Ning Yao was fascinated, he simply lay down and closed his eyes.
In the small pavilion, the only sound was the sound of books being turned.
At first, he was still thinking about things, but then before he knew it, Chen Ping'an actually fell asleep.
Ning Yao occasionally raised her head and glanced at the familiar guy. After reading, she placed the book on the bench as a pillow and lay down gently, keeping her eyes open.
In the night, she finally turned sideways quietly and stared at him.
Ning Yao raised her head slightly, clasped her hands together, and placed them gently on the book, with one cheek against the back of her hand. She said softly: "After you left, I found Grandpa Chen and asked him to cut off the ties between you and me.
The marriage line arranged by others, Grandpa Chen asked me, do I really want to do this? What if I really don’t like you? I, Ning Yao, don’t like you, and you, Chen Pingan, don’t like me either. What should I do? I said,
No, no one can care whether Ning Yao likes me or not. If I like someone, no one can stop me. Grandpa Chen asked again, what about Chen Pingan? If there is no marriage thread to hold him, and he is thousands of years away from the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
Wan Li, will he just go further and further away and never come back? I'll answer for you, it's impossible, Chen Ping'an will definitely come to me, and even if he doesn't like it anymore, he will definitely tell me personally.
But I’m actually very scared. I like you more, but you don’t like me anymore.”
Ning Yao stopped talking and fell asleep slowly.
Chen Pingan opened his eyes, stood up gently, and sat next to Ning Yao.
When you raise your head, you see the moon in the sky. When you lower your head, you see a sweetheart. (https:)