Seeing Shen Lang approaching with bad intentions, Lin Yue'er and Xia Xiaoniu looked at each other, feeling a little resentful, thinking to themselves that it was indeed destined, and even paper couldn't cover up the fire! They originally wanted to hide it from Shen Lang a little bit.
It's been a few days, but who would have thought that Shen Lang would borrow the Mingyue Sword in public at the Qingyun Martial Arts Competition?
Lin Xian'er's little face was more like a red apple at this moment. And when she looked up and saw Shen Lang had arrived in front of her, she looked at the little pride on the guy's face in the spring breeze, and she felt even more excited in her heart.
So ashamed and embarrassed.
"Um..." Shen Lang was still thinking about what kind of opening remarks he should use.
"Don't speak yet, listen to me first." Lin Xianer suppressed the chaotic thoughts in her heart and regained her former toughness and strength.
"Well, let's talk first." The breeze came slowly, and the fragrance of the flowers was a little intoxicating. Shen Lang looked at the fairy's red face in the breeze, and saw that she was obviously shy to the extreme, but she still pretended to be majestic and calm.
Suddenly I felt a little interesting, and I didn't know where the panic in my heart had drifted to with the breeze.
"First of all! You are my apprentice, then you will still be my apprentice in the future. Don't think about messing around!" Lin Xian'er said very forcefully and roguely: "Secondly, drawing a sword to seal a marriage is still a destined love. These
They are all just legends, and I don’t believe in such legends. Anyway, this time doesn’t count, and I won’t admit to being with you..."
Lin Xian'er was just about to pretend that she didn't admit this ambiguous relationship or something, but she was forced back by a sudden shout.
"I've met my junior uncle!"
"I've met my junior uncle!"
Previously, Master Jingxuan took the lead in calling Junior Junior Brother Shen Lang, and then Master Master called himself Senior Brother in front of Shen Lang. They all heard this. And since there is a new junior junior uncle among Qingyun, then they, the disciples of Qingyun
, of course you have to be polite. Otherwise, wouldn’t it look like you don’t know the rules?
There were shouts and shouts, and tens of thousands of Qingyun disciples and even hundreds of Qingyun elders bowed to the ground and saluted together, which looked very impressive.
Then, some obscene fat man in the crowd, gnawing on sausages that looked like donkey whips, shamelessly shouted: "Kiss me!"
And among the tens of thousands of disciples, there are always dozens or hundreds of daring meddlers, so that kind of slogan suddenly changed from one person to hundreds of people. It is said that punishment does not punish the crowd, but more people can embolden the courage.
, and hundreds of people were chanting such slogans. The timid people who were originally in awe of the majesty of the fairy and did not dare to make noises naturally became bold at this moment.
Therefore, after a very short period of brewing, one person's slogan can easily become the slogan of hundreds and thousands of people, and it continues to grow, and finally turns into a mockery shouted by tens of thousands of people!
"Marry a fairy!"
"Marry a fairy!"
"Kiss me!"
"Kiss me!"
Listening to those shouts, Lin Yue'er patted her smooth forehead and said irresponsibly: "Well... the whole world really knows about it. Sister, I think you should just follow him.
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Lin Xian'er stomped her feet angrily and felt at a loss. She thought to herself, if I had known this, I should have dragged this kid off the martial arts platform and forcibly stopped the life-and-death battle without lending him a sword.
Opportunities. If so, how could there be so many moths?
Shen Lang chuckled, looking at the angry and ashamed fairy, thinking that he might take the fairy away tonight, and suddenly felt very proud. If he said that he didn't have any illusions about Lin Xian'er, it would undoubtedly be nonsense.
The so-called fantasy means daring to think but thinking that it is impossible to happen in reality, so it is called fantasy. And this kind of fantasy has been maintained for him for a long, long time.
Once upon a time, he was reborn in the Fairy Forest. When he woke up, he saw a strand of white gauze pulled from a fairy in white in his hand. The seeds of fantasy were planted in his heart, and he began to have all kinds of fantasies.
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The first time he saw the Sun Sword and the Mingyue Sword were like glue and attracted each other, he was imagining it when he told Lin Xian'er that they seemed to be a couple's swords. After experiencing life and death in the Black Wind Stronghold, he and Lin Xian'er returned to Qingyun.
Zong, revisiting his hometown and passing by the Fairy and Demonic Forest, Lin Xianer gave him half of the Eternal Heart pendant. When he said it seemed to be a couple's pendant, he was also imagining it.
Later, when the five people in Bihu Xiaozhu drank sweet pumpkin millet porridge and gathered around the fire to eat barbecue and lychees like a family, he was still dreaming. Even after the clouds and rain last night, he dreamed
Four big red sedan chairs, dreaming of four girls waiting for him to lift the red hijab, that was still his fantasy.
However, at this moment, the colorful light in the fantasy finally shines into reality, how can he not be proud? What happened in the dream seems to be really about to happen in reality, how can he not be excited?
However, just when his excited soul was floating, he was so proud that he almost forgot who he was, and just when he couldn't help but want to hug the fairy and kiss her, he suddenly saw a paleness in the real world.
Xia Qianye's face looked a little pale.
Only then did he suddenly wake up! Dreams are just dreams after all, and the biggest difference between dreams and reality is that everything that happens in the dream will develop according to his imagination, and everything is based on his wishes! But in reality
In this world, everyone is focused on themselves and has their own ideas.
Last night in the cave in the cemetery, Xia Xiaoniu specifically told him not to get too proud too soon. Xia Qianye might find it difficult to accept this kind of thing. If things develop too suddenly, she might be hurt.
It is true that what happened in the cave has not been exposed, but he has pulled out Lin Xian'er's sword. Everyone said that as long as he pulls out the fairy sword, he is the fairy's destined lover. Moreover, he not only pulled out the Mingyue Sword, but also the sword in the previous paragraph.
One day at the bonfire of Bihu Village, he even pulled out Lin Yue'er's Moon Shadow Sword.
This actually means that everyone knows that he will be the husband of two fairies in the future.
All these things happened under Xia Qianye's eyes. Now that she understood everything, what would she think?
However, just when Shen Lang felt that he was about to catch fire in the backyard and everything in his fantasy would be shattered, surprisingly, Xia Qianye did not show any displeasure, but instead showed a faint smile and gently
She held his hand and said slowly: "Mr. sir, let's go home first. There are too many people here. If you have anything to say, just go home and talk."
Shen Lang was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but pinch his leg hard with his hand. After confirming that the feeling on his leg was very painful and that he was definitely not dreaming, he suddenly laughed. Then, he took Xia Xia with his left hand.
Qianye's right hand grasped the fairy's hand, and she forcefully held the fairy beside her in her arms. She walked towards the direction of Bihu Xiaozhu with a step that she didn't recognize.
As for the fairy being held, who is Lin Xian'er or Lin Yue'er? He doesn't bother to think about it! As the saying goes, never mind! It's the same anyway, they are all wives!
If he was hugging Lin Xian'er, would he be beaten? He was still too lazy to consider such a question. As the saying goes, never mind him! Anyway, the beating won't hurt his wife!
The fairy who was being held glared at this arrogant, shameless and unreasonable guy with a resentful look, then sighed and let him hold her waist as if resigned to her fate, and walked with him towards home.
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But Shen Lang couldn't help but start fantasizing again, "How should I spend tonight? Shall I sleep with the Xia sisters, or the twin sisters Xianzi? Or together?"