Li Yu is not ugly, he can even be said to be very beautiful.

She has delicate facial features, fair and rosy skin, and although she is a little short, she looks more petite and cute. She is also very fleshy where she should be thin.

The only drawback is that the legs are slightly thick.

This is because she practices legwork, which is impossible without muscles.

"why are you laughing?"

He suppressed his shy inquiry, but failed to get a satisfactory answer. On the contrary, it attracted others to laugh at him, which made Li Yu unable to help but burst into anger and clenched his fists:

"Can you please give me a nice word for the person named Zhou?"

"Feel sorry."

Zhou Yi suppressed his smile and said:

"I'm sorry, but Miss Li has a wide circle of friends. Isn't there no candidate? She actually found Zhou?"

"snort!"

Li Yu hummed:

"I know a lot of people, but all of them are either deadbeats or unwilling to make progress. If you marry someone, you may not have a good life. Instead, you will become a bitter wife."

As he spoke, he glanced at Zhou Yi and slowed down his voice:

"Although you are not good-looking, your character is quite good, and you are neither greedy nor lustful. If you get married, at least you don't have to worry about being offended."

There was something she didn't say.

The more important thing about choosing Zhou Yi is that he has a low status and is easy to control. Unlike other children from rich families, he will never be obedient.

Li Yu is petite in stature but has a rather tough temperament.

She also knows her character and cannot stand resentment. In this case, it is better to find an obedient, honest and potential husband by her side.

After choosing over and over again, Zhou Yi came to mind.

"I see."

Zhou Yi understood and then shook his head:

"Thank you Miss Li for your support, but let it go."

"Why?"

Li Yu frowned, looking puzzled:

"I know you are interested in martial arts, but this has always been the case for poor people and wealthy people for martial arts. If you and I get married, you won't have to worry about the supplies you need to practice martial arts in the future."

"This is good for you and me!"

These words,

very familiar.

Zhou Yi's eyes moved slightly, and he couldn't help but think of a scene more than two years ago. He paused and said:

"I'm sorry. In Zhou's mind, marriage is a major matter that cannot be taken care of. We need to be happy with each other. How can we live together?"

"I can't accept Miss Li's proposal."

"you……"

Li Yu's eyes widened. Looking at Zhou Yi, who was dull and honest in front of him, and had always been a country bumpkin in his impression, he couldn't help but say:

"How old are you to still be so naive?"

"Marriage is the order of parents and the words of a matchmaker. How many people can get married because of love? Childhood sweethearts guess that this is all a trick of storytellers!"

"Maybe you are right." Zhou Yi nodded:

"But I have made up my mind. If I can't find the person I like, I would rather be alone. Besides, it's good to be alone. Why do I need to find another burden?"

He looked sincere, which made Li Yu speechless.

"madness!"

"You don't even take a look at yourself in the mirror. Do you want to find someone you like? It's a dream!"

Burning with anger, she couldn't help but said angrily:

"I don't know how to praise!"

Yinluo, slapped him directly.

"Snapped!"

Zhou Yi raised his hands and collided with his palms. He remained motionless, while Li Yu couldn't help but take a few steps back before stopping.

"Miss Li, respect yourself."

His face darkened, Zhou Yi said coldly:

"Don't think that because you are a woman, I won't hit you!"

"you……"

Li Yu raised his neck and looked into the other person's cold and ruthless eyes. He couldn't help but feel guilty. He subconsciously backed away, then turned around and left with a wave of his sleeves:

"My surname is Zhou, I remember you!"

"Don't worry about it." Zhou Yi shrugged:

"The person I like is definitely not a girl with a bad temper."

Li Yu twisted his feet, turned around, glared at him bitterly, and left angrily.

Watching the other person move away until his back disappeared, Zhou Yi turned around and looked at a viburnum tree not far away, and said calmly:

"Have you seen enough?"

"Why!"

A sigh came from behind the tree:

"Brother Zhou, a man needs pity, why should he make a beautiful woman sad?"

"I'm different from you." Looking at the person coming, Zhou Yi shook his head:

"The person who falls in love with you probably really likes you. If you don't hate me, you'll be satisfied. Any marriage should be treated as a business deal."

"Since it is a sale, there are naturally cases where the transaction cannot be concluded."

"You are so heartless." Liu Mengyan sighed softly and walked over with his hands behind his back:

"In my opinion, the girl just now may not have any feelings for you, but she just couldn't say it because of her face. It's a pity that this kind of friendship was driven away by you with a slap."

"Brother Liu is quite a sweetheart." Zhou Yi said:

"It's a pity that Zhou has no interest in spending time with others. If he has this time to waste, he might as well practice Dingyang Zhuan more and increase his cultivation."

"I'm afraid it's not that you're not interested, but that you haven't met the person you're waiting for." Liu Mengyan imparted his experience as a veteran:

"Love is the most mysterious word. Once love begins, the whole world will seem to change, and your stone heart will blossom."

As he spoke, he lightly pointed at Zhou Yi's chest.

"Don't rush into practicing Qigong. Sometimes it is more beneficial to take it slow."

"Well……"

Zhou Yi’s eyes moved slightly:

"It seems that Brother Liu has made a breakthrough?"

"Um."

Liu Mengyan nodded, with a little complacency on his face:

"In the past two months, I was watching the river water at night on the bank of Kunting River, and I felt something in my heart. The true energy in my body was generated by myself. Now I can be considered successful in my cultivation."

"Zheng!"

He raised his hand gently, without any pretense, and the long sword at his waist popped out of the scabbard and fell into his palm, with a soft sound from the sword.

"Infuriating." Zhou Yi watched the other party's movements and couldn't help but asked curiously:

"What's the difference from before?"

"What a difference!"

Liu Mengyan held the sword in his hand and stroked the blade lightly with one hand:

"With Zhenqi, I can fully display the exquisite formula of my Shuiyun Sword Technique. No wonder some of my previous moves always felt a bit weird when used."

"Brother Zhou, look!"

"Bah..."

The long sword in his hand trembled slightly, and at the tip of the sword, a sword energy shot out of the air, leaving shallow sword marks on the hard bluestone ground.

sword marks,
To be continued...