The tall woman looked at the young man, took the sword, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and then a thunderbolt hit the boy's head, looking at the little junior brother who was holding his head and squatting in defense, cursing: "The little guy is good at making a fortune, right? Use a dream creation as a gift for me, and treat your senior sister as your little saint, you can fool him casually!"

Ling Qi didn't think about fooling around, but he just wanted to make a try, but according to the reaction of the senior sister, his idea of ​​drawing the sword in his dream failed. The tall woman's move was not heavy, she said she didn't care, but her movements were not vague. Before Ling Qi could react, the sword was taken away by her senior sister.

The tall woman noticed that the junior brother looked at her eyes and coughed to maintain the image of a steady woman. When she recalled what the junior brother did, she was so angry that her teeth were itchy. Her expression changed on her face, which made Ling Qi, who was squatting on the ground, couldn't figure out what the senior sister wanted to do.

Ling Qi slowly retreated backwards, and before he could take a few steps, he felt his vision change, and he returned to the senior sister. Looking at the woman with a malicious smile, the boy sighed and closed his eyes and said, "Will you hit someone in the face?"

"Junior brother, where did you learn the magic of drawing a sword in your dream?" Although the tall woman had some guesses in her heart, she still wanted to hear the boy admit it in person. Although she said to Ling Qi that this sword was just a dream creation, this method of changing objects in the dream she constructed was not as simple as drawing a sword to give gifts.

"It's not that my senior sister has seen it. After the sword was taken away by the one, I went to the Sutra Building to check the classics and deduce it for a few days before I became what I am now. The master said that if I force the sword to draw, at least I must reach the immortal, that is, this is a dream, and I dare to try this technique. Why, is there any problem with this technique?" Ling Qi's nagging explanation made the woman on the opposite side stunned for a while, chuckled a few times, and raised his hand to release the restraint of the boy.

"It's not that there is really something wrong, but do you have spares for this sword?" The woman's half-joking words made Ling Qi a little confused, and she felt a little unfair. Seeing the woman's very bright smile on her face, she shrank back.

The tall woman was not as calm as she appeared on the surface. There was absolutely nothing that I didn’t explain clearly about this technique. The magic in the Immortal Realm could be improved by just one step. I just deduced it in my heart but didn’t get the answer. I wanted the boy to demonstrate the magic again.

"Senior sister, you don't want me to do it again, I, Ling Qi, have dignity, okay? How can I..." The young man shrank backwards, and then he was relieved and joked that the woman in front of him had no idea of ​​taking action.

The woman looked at the strong-willed boy and wanted to laugh. She was obviously a good old man who could ask for something. Why did she pretend to be like this in front of the senior sister? She simply cooperated with a stern face and said, "If you do it, then Senior Sister Xianzhou will not be able to give it to you as rewards."

Ling Qi was a little unbelievable, and asked the woman in front of him what she meant, but saw that the woman had raised her hand and pointed her finger at her eyebrows. Feeling a complicated rune handed to her mind. The boy opened his mouth slightly and wanted to explain something. He was pointed at the woman's index finger on his lips and signaled to silence, and sighed and said, "Senior Sister, you can't make me owe you a favor like this!"

Although Ling Qi had never been to Wanbao Pavilion to ask about the price of the fairy boat, the complicated formations and runes he saw when he got on the boat still knew how much effort his senior sister had spent on the fairy boat. She said that she could give it away. Could there be other statements about this technique?

"Then senior sister, please lend me my jade hand." After thinking about it, the boy coughed, closed his eyes and calmed down, and then prepared to demonstrate in front of the woman. The boy was a little confused about why the woman was not moving. He was about to ask, but suddenly had a bad premonition. He opened his eyes and saw the woman stretching out six arms and smiling at himself.

The woman grabbed the boy who wanted to leave and leaned into Ling Qi's ear and whispered: "Little junior brother, your senior sister wants a lot of swords, so you should be more tolerant!"

Accompanied by the boy's screams and the giggle of a witch, a certain magic in the dream was forcibly used.

"Sister Sister, what did you do to your junior brother in your dream?" Jing Yuxi looked at the young man with a dazed face, looked suspiciously at the tall woman feasting on the side, and asked angrily.

"I just exchanged some experiences of Jiandao, right, junior brother." The tall woman swallowed the food in her mouth and looked at the boy trembling in the third brother's arms next to her, a little funny and scared. She planned to let the junior brother use another magic to finish it, but she didn't expect that the little guy suddenly hid the sword behind her after drawing out a sword, and then hesitated and said something happened this time. Then, under the woman's stunned gaze, the young man drew a total of thirty-six long swords from his chest. The woman did not accept the swords, and he guessed in his heart why the junior brother hid those swords. As the young master, he definitely hid a secret that he didn't want to know.

"Boss, is there anyone who is the eldest sister like this?" The literary girl didn't care about the young man's eyes clearly but insisted on pretending to be weak in his arms. She was just a little dissatisfied with the tall woman's behavior of not saying hello. Feeling the little brother's uneasy behavior in her arms, Jing Yuxi reached out to comfort Ling Qi's hair gently, but her eyes were full of warnings.

The tall woman turned a deaf ear to the third brother's provocation, but just ticked the chopsticks on the table a few times, and said with a few traces of teasing: "My junior brother, what else should I do when you visit tomorrow?"

"It's nothing, I'm just worried that I will lose my composure tomorrow." Ling Qi's mind appeared. He thought he would have some hatred for the family he was about to visit, but now he has figured it out. Maybe he just wants to repay some of the things he owed!

"That's good, have a good rest!" The tall woman wiped her mouth and said softly, making Xia Qinghan, who was beside her, look at this guy who would have to eat a lot. Has this guy changed his temper? He finally figured out that the desire to be mortals finally wanted, and he wanted to cut off the thoughts of the mortals and knock on the immortal gate.

Ling Qi saw the inquiry in the eyes of this natural woman, and his heart was also a little confused. His senior sister was getting more and more confused. He was a strange incarnation, and that kind of attitude of playing in the world. Ling Qi suddenly had a headache, covered his head and shrank in Jing Yuxi's arms, making the literary girl a little helpless. After a while, Ling Qi remembered that he had lost a memory when he got along with this senior sister.

Ling Qi stood up with his head covering his head, shook his head slightly to the third senior sister sitting at the table full of inquiries, indicating that he was fine, and slowly walked back to his room. Ling Qi lay on the bed, his eyes were full of golden light, and he wanted to find the hidden memory. After a long time, the boy shook his head helplessly. Thinking of the elder sister's abnormal behavior, he simply closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The boy opened his eyes again and saw a magnificent room. Several maids surrounded him and said, "The groom is awake, the groom is awake."

Facing the chattering and noisy maids, Ling Qi held his forehead and confirmed his condition to them. After hearing that he was on the Beijing Golden List, he returned to his hometown to marry his childhood sweetheart's daughter. However, he did not expect that on the day of marriage, he was suddenly hit by lightning from the sky and unconscious until he woke up.

Ling Qi scratched his head. He was really a problem for himself. Ling Qi had already pinched dozens of techniques in his mind, but he still didn't get a response. He had guessed in his heart, so he simply followed these maids and saw what the senior sister wanted to do.

The maid on the side saw that the groom's pace was a little slow, comforting Ling Qi without panic. The lady was a lady from a wealthy family and would never disappoint him.

Ling Qi was a little silent. He was just a little curious about how his senior sister blocked all the magic. If he had not felt the existence of spiritual power under the sense of breath, Ling Qi was a little suspicious that the senior sister was afraid that she had drawn the memory of the world in her mind.

Walking all the way to the hall, Ling Qi first saw the middle-aged man sitting upright, guessing that it should be the bride's father, and then saw the woman covered in red clothes, and suddenly felt a little nervous. He remembered that the chattering woman with those friends in the past should be the most beautiful moment of getting married. He didn't know what the bride would look like, so he shook his head and smiled mockingly for a few times. If all this was the arrangement of the senior sister, then under the red veil, he might be one of his senior sisters or a saint.

What surprised Ling Qi was that he did not say that he worshiped the world, but was surrounded by several children and was taken to the bride who was kneeling there. The guests beside him cheered and asked the groom to quickly lift the veil.

Ling Qi had roughly guesses in his heart, and took the scale handed over by the maid on the side and was about to lift it open. As everyone expected, Ling Qi stopped the movement in his hand, turned around and coughed, saying, "You want to see it, don't give it to me."

"Oh--" Under the booing of everyone, Ling Qi put down the scale rod in his hand with a smile on his face, squatted down and picked up the woman in front of him. He was surprised by the woman's light body, and laughed softly. Before everyone could react, they ran out directly.

Feeling the quietness of the woman in her arms, Ling Qi looked at the servants behind him who were pretending to chase him, and even confirmed his guess. Ling Qi hugged the woman in his arms, knocked open the empty room, slowly placed the woman on the bed, and sat on the table beside him and poured a glass of water for himself.

The woman on the bed still had no reaction. If it weren't for the ups and downs of her chest that made Ling Qi see the woman's nervousness, she would have suspected that this woman was a doll.

Ling Qi looked at the woman on the bed, drank the third cup of tea, and sighed softly and asked, "Are you really willing?"

"I don't want to."

"Will you get up and play with the relationship between innocent boys? "

"But don't you often have such scenes in your dreams?"
Chapter completed!