"People cry because they are too happy." Yan Ziqing wiped away his tears in embarrassment. Suddenly, he exclaimed, looked at Yan Ziruo anxiously as if he had remembered something, and asked: "
Brother, what’s the date today?”
"It's August 14th, what's wrong?" Yan Ziruo asked doubtfully.
"Brother, we are fourteen now. You are getting married on the seventeenth. So there are only three days left to prepare. Then there is no time to prepare the dowry." Yan Ziqing said anxiously.
"Dowry?" Yan Ziruo was stunned when he heard this.
"Brother, don't tell me that you have forgotten that you need to prepare a dowry when you get married." Yan Ziqing looked at Yan Ziruo's appearance and couldn't help but guessed.
Yan Ziruo lowered his head in embarrassment, he had indeed forgotten.
"Forget it, it's too late to prepare now, so there's no need to prepare. Anyway, the city lord's palace has everything, so he won't be interested in our little things." Yan Ziruo said nonchalantly.
Yan Ziqing immediately objected after hearing this: "Brother, although our family has declined, our ancestors have produced a peerless strongman like a sword god. Now, even if we decline again, we cannot let the eldest son of the Yan family.
How could you marry her off so casually without even a dowry?"
Listening to Yan Ziqing's eloquent speech, Yan Ziruo couldn't help but hang his head in shame. He and Qing'er were the only two people left in the Yan family in their generation. Thinking of his mother's last words before her death, he couldn't help but feel sad.
, the fighting qi technique passed down by our ancestors has been lost for more than three thousand years. The ancestors of the Yan family have been looking for it for so long, and now they can be found anywhere.
"Qing'er, given our current situation, we simply cannot afford any dowry?" Yan Ziqing said honestly. It was probably for this reason that he deliberately forgot about the dowry.
Although the city lord's palace gave him a lot of money, he had not saved much in more than half a year, so there was not enough money to prepare for the dowry.
"Who says we are incapable?" Yan Ziqing looked at him pointedly. He can guarantee that once this treasure is taken out, my brother will definitely be able to marry with glory, no less than others.
"You mean..." Yan Ziqing was shocked at first when he heard this, and then said decisively, "No, this is the only family treasure passed down from our ancestors, how can we use it as a dowry?"
"Brother, the Biyun Divine Sword was originally yours, and now it is natural to marry with you. Now we are the only two brothers left in the Yan family. I will also marry in the future. The Yan family is destined to be ruined in our generation.
That's it." Yan Ziqing said calmly.
Yan Ziruo also had a sad look on his face when he heard this, thinking that the Yan family had once prospered, but since the disappearance of their ancestor Bio Sword God, and the last few levels of the ancestral Dou Qi Bibo Dou Qi Jue, it began to gradually decline.
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"Brother, this matter is settled." Yan Ziqing decided directly.
Yan Ziruo neither agreed nor objected. After a moment of silence, he sighed sadly, feeling a little sad in his heart, and finally agreed.
After having dinner, Liu Feimeng greeted everyone and returned to the Yunxiao Tower practice room with a solemn expression.
The physical symptoms were getting more and more serious. Although her body was controlled by desire the first few times, her mind was still very clear. Although she couldn't control what she had done, she could still remember the process clearly. But this time she was conscious.
Nothing. She has no memory of what she did in her madness. She must thoroughly check what happened today and then find a way to solve this hidden danger. She never wants to have something like the past few times happen again.
Something happened, her eyes couldn't help but darken when she thought of the situation every time she had an attack.