Not too much, right?
"There is some misunderstanding."
Qi Yuan laughed in his eyes.
His smile was obviously very kind, but in the eyes of Ancestor Xiangyun, it felt particularly frightening.
It seemed that if the blood-clothed sword god thought about it, he would fall in an instant.
At this moment, a loud and clear female voice sounded like a fairy voice.
"The Blood-clothed Sword God came to Qinghong City, why didn't you notify the slave family in advance?
It's a good thing that the slave family is in Feng Palace, sweeping the couch to welcome you."
Everyone looked over and saw a woman wearing a veil who looked like a fairy from the ninth heaven appearing.
The morning glow spreads its colors into colorful clothes, and the pink lady is as graceful and beautiful as a fairy.
As soon as the woman appeared, she became the center of attention.
"Greetings to Lord Jasmine!"
"Meet the Palace Master!"
All the monks bowed their heads.
After all, Lord Jasmine is the most precious woman in Fengtian Territory, and she is also the helmsman of Feng Palace, the most powerful force in Fengtian Territory.
Ancestor Xiang Yun had cold sweat on his forehead.
Even Lord Jasmine is here, so the man in front of him... must be the Blood-clothed Sword God.
At this time, Qi Yuan glanced at Lord Jasmine and said lazily: "These people slandered me for peeking at the exquisite pot in the Immortal Tower, and even asked me to commit suicide to apologize.
Originally, given my temper, I would just kill them with one sword.
But...after all, our relationship is ambiguous, so I have to give you some face, right?"
When Patriarch Xiang Yun heard this, he was delighted. Is everything okay?
However, Qi Yuan's next words made him lose heart and courage.
"So, I have to call you over and kill him in front of you."
There was a flash of blood, between the lightning and flint.
The originally very majestic and domineering ancestor Xiangyun and the second shopkeeper of Wangxian Tower were directly broken into two halves by Qi Yuan's blood energy sword.
Qi Yuan clapped his hands and looked at Lord Jasmine: "You love me so much, so you don't mind if I clean up the house for you, right?"
Qi Yuan's sudden attack shocked all the monks present.
After all, Lord Jasmine came and killed the people in Feng Palace directly in front of Lord Jasmine.
This is not a sign of respect for Lord Jasmine.
However, there was no anger in the eyes of Lord Jasmine. Instead, he smiled softly and charmingly: "They humiliate you, and if you don't kill them, I will kill them for you."
Lord Jasmine's words were heard by everyone present, and they all looked at the Blood-clothed Sword God with envy.
The blood-clothed sword god killed her men in front of Lord Jasmine, but she didn't even get angry, and her words were full of tenderness.
This pair of blood-clothed sword gods are true love.
The bloody sword god is the winner in life.
He is very powerful, and he is also liked by a great master.
"It seems I misunderstood you. The rumors are all true. I didn't expect you to like me so much." Qi Yuan said casually.
Lord Jasmine smiled: "Young Master has an unparalleled appearance and extraordinary strength. It is normal for the slave family to fall in love with you."
As Lord Jasmine spoke, she stretched out her hand to put it on Qi Yuan's arm: "Young Master, why don't you come back to Feng Palace with me."
"No." Qi Yuan waved his hand, so that Lord Jasmine's hand did not fall on his arm, "Men and women are not allowed to be intimate, and I have not agreed to date you, so... don't touch me."
A look of surprise flashed in the eyes of Lord Jasmine, and then he smiled and said: "Why did the young master suddenly come to Qinghong City?"
"I heard that there is a beauty in Qinghong City who has a crush on me. Because she can't see me, she sheds tears every day.
I couldn't bear it, so I came to see if that beauty was lovesick." Qi Yuan was full of nonsense.
Anyway, Lord Jasmine spread rumors that she likes him.
Then he just adds some ingredients to the rumors.
"Baby Jasmine, I didn't expect you to like me so much. I'm... very touched." Qi Yuan specially added a smoky voice to the word 'baby'.
Presumably, Lord Jasmine will be fascinated by him.
The other monks on the field couldn't help but laugh after hearing Qi Yuan's words.
It's a pity that the Blood-clothed Sword God is famous for his majesty. He is the real God of Killing, so naturally they don't dare to laugh.
Instead, Lord Jasmine smiled like a silver bell and said, "As expected of the man I have fallen in love with, he is really interesting."
"Baby Jasmine, you like me so much. Since I have come to Qinghong City, when will you confess your love to me?" Qi Yuan said in a surprising way.
One sentence directly shocked everyone present.
"Confession?"
"Master Jasmine confessed his love to the Blood-clothed Sword God?"
These monks can't turn their heads.
Why did Lord Jasmine propose to the Blood-clothed Sword God?
The smile on Lord Jasmine's face also became condensed: "Could the young master be joking with the slave family?"
"I never joke. Since you like me so much, you won't even be willing to confess your feelings, right?" Qi Yuan continued the moral kidnapping.
Since you love me so much and you don’t even want to confess your love to me, is this fake?
Lord Jasmine had a smile on her face but said nothing.
Qi Yuan continued the moral kidnapping: "But, you are just a bit pretty, and in our village you are considered the kind of person who can't find a husband.
When you confess your love to me, you have to show some sincerity, for example, if you give me some mythological treasure as a gift for free, maybe... I will agree to your confession."
As for Qi Yuan, there are too many flaws.
This caused all the monks who were watching to hold their breath.
They really want to say, Blood-clothed Sword God, are you blind?
Lord Jasmine is the most beautiful woman in Fengtian Territory.
She even said that she couldn't get...a husband.
And... with the secret treasure of myth as a gift, this blood-clothed sword god really dared to think that the whole Qinghong City could hear his abacus.
Lord Jasmine looked at Qi Yuan with deep eyes: "My father left the secret treasure to me. Only my husband can share the secret treasure with the slave family."
When Qi Yuan heard this, he looked up to the sky and sighed: "It seems you still don't love me enough.
Alas, I didn’t expect that my majestic blood-clothed sword god can’t even compare to Huang Mao riding a will-o’-the-wisp.
Those yellow hairs can make other people's daughters fascinated.
And you...are not even willing to give me Lao Deng's inheritance."
"Young master is joking." Jasmine's eyes were smiling and her voice became softer, "Although I have long admired you, unfortunately... I have no choice but to marry you.
Before dad passed away, he once said that only those who are willing to die for the slave family can marry the slave family, and only then can they jointly manage the secret treasure of mythology."
"Your father is a stubborn old man, don't listen to him." Qi Yuan shrugged.
What era is it now? The Qing Dynasty is dead.
Falling in love, but also seeking life and death?
"I dare not obey my parents' orders. It seems that the young master and I have no choice but to be destined to each other." Lord Jasmine said pitifully, just like the girl next door.
"It means you still don't love me enough." Qi Yuan continued to use this set of magic weapons and said coldly, "In this case, you can leave."
Hearing this, Lord Jasmine showed a smile on his face: "Young master, if you have time, come to Feng Palace to play with the slave family.
To be continued...