Chapter 1042 What kind of man do you want to marry?
"Sister!"
In the second-floor compartment of SF Express headquarters, Hualu flashed, hugged Thirteen Niang's slender arms, and called out affectionately.
"Coral, why are you here?"
Suddenly seeing this little girl whom she had not seen for a long time, Thirteenth Niang was surprised and happy, and clutched her snow-white catkins tightly.
"I have some sect affairs to take care of nearby, so I stopped by to see you."
Coral's face was full of the coquettishness of a little daughter. She was completely different from the melancholy and decisive beauty that Shi Xiaolong saw not long ago. "Have you missed me these days?"
"I am just a sister like you, who would I miss you?"
Thirteenth Niang's smile is like the spring sunshine, warm and relaxing, making people feel naturally happy.
"It's rare for Sister Zhu and Miss Coral to reunite, so my little sister won't stay here and make people annoying."
Shangguan Mingyue, who was sitting opposite Thirteenth Niang, stood up, covered her lips and chuckled, "I need to trouble my sister more about that batch of goods."
"It's almost noon."
Thirteenth Niang enthusiastically persuaded her to stay, "Why don't Sister Mingyue stay and have a simple meal?"
"No." Shangguan Mingyue shook her head gently, "My little sister plans to go to the palace and happens to have dinner at Yiru's place."
"Well, the food in the palace is naturally better than the simple meals I have here." Seeing that she insisted on leaving, Thirteenth Niang no longer tried to persuade her to stay, "Don't worry, sister, the goods will be delivered tomorrow morning."
"Thank you sister."
Shangguan Mingyue waved towards the coral, then turned around and walked slowly towards the door.
She seems much more haggard than before?
Looking at the back of the Shangguan eldest lady Pingting, such a thought emerged in Coral's mind unconsciously.
Shangguan Mingyue's appearance is still gorgeous and charming, and even compared with Lin Zhiyun, she is not much inferior.
However, Coral faintly noticed that the other party's mental state had declined significantly compared to three years ago.
In just three years, such a change should not have happened to a young Taoist Spirit Master.
"Coral, you have lost weight."
Before she could think about it, Thirteenth Niang's mellow voice suddenly came to her ears, and then, a pair of slender and silky jade hands were caressing her smooth face.
Turning around to look, what caught my eye was her eyes full of concern.
For some reason, Coral felt sour in her heart, and her delicate eyes turned slightly red for no reason.
"Why, aren't you enjoying your stay at Qingfeng Mountain?" Thirteenth Niang's voice became gentler.
"No, no." Coral wiped the corners of her eyes, shook her head and said, "Master and the sisters treat me very well, and I have been promoted to a saint now!"
"saint!"
The surprise in Thirteenth Niang's eyes flashed away. She stroked Coral's black and smooth hair and laughed softly, "I never dreamed that that little follower with a snotty nose would one day be able to stand up.
At this height."
"Sister, you're talking nonsense!" Coral's pretty face turned red and she couldn't help but patted Thirteenth Niang on the shoulder and said, "I, I didn't have a snot in my nose!"
"With a saint-level cultivation and a powerful sect like Piaohua Palace, there is nothing my sister can do to help you now." Thirteenth Niang held Coral tenderly in her arms and patted her gently.
He whispered softly on his back, "But if you have something on your mind and you can't find anyone to talk to, just come to me. SF Express will always be your home."
Lying in her warm embrace, Coral's eyes turned red again. She buried her head on Thirteenth Niang's shoulder and took a deep breath, like a swaddled baby absorbing her mother's energy.
"elder sister."
After a moment, she suddenly raised her head, looked directly into Thirteenth Niang's eyes and said word by word, "I, I want to get married."
"ha?"
Even though Thirteenth Mother was calm and witty, she was still greatly surprised when she heard such a declaration, and for a moment she didn't know how to respond.
These four words seemed to have exhausted all the strength of Coral's body. Her fair face was flushed, her head was lowered, her eyes were staring at the ground, and she never dared to raise her head again.
"Could it be...Zhong Wen?"
Thirteenth Niang was silent for a moment, and finally asked tentatively with complicated feelings.
How could she not know what her little sister was thinking.
During the battle in the Stranger Valley three years ago, when everyone was trapped in an illusion and at the end of their rope, it was Zhong Wen who arrived in time to save everyone from pain and despair.
On that day, his savior-like posture and charming figure were deeply engraved in the hearts of all the women present and could no longer be erased.
When she thought that her favorite sister would probably marry Zhong Wen, a man with whom she had a special "friendship", Thirteenth Niang's mood suddenly became a little subtle.
"That's right, that's not true!"
However, Coral's answer was beyond her expectation, "Who wants to marry that scumbag!"
"Isn't it Zhong Wen?" Thirteenth Niang asked quickly, "Could it be a young handsome man from another holy land?"
"No." Coral took her arm and shook it gently, "I, I just want to get married, but I don't know who to marry."
"Did Zhong Wen make you angry?"
Thirteenth Niang couldn't help but laugh out loud, and said that it was because she and Zhong Wen had a conflict and got a little tempered that she said angrily that she wanted to marry someone else, "Do you want me to go find him and tell him
explain?"
"It has nothing to do with the scumbag." Unexpectedly, Coral replied very seriously, "I just feel that I am old enough now and have reached the age to get married."
"Silly girl, you are already a saint." Thirteenth Niang immediately couldn't laugh or cry, "Besides him, what other man is worthy of you?"
"Sister, don't mention him again." Coral's expression suddenly became serious, "I will not marry a scumbag."
"Why?" Seeing her unusual determination, Thirteenth Niang couldn't help but asked curiously.
"My future husband must be a single-minded person." Coral's answer once again shook her outlook. "He must not be a scumbag who falls in love with everyone he sees."
"You, where did you come up with such a weird idea?" Thirteenth Niang seemed to have heard a fantasy, and the corners of her mouth kept twitching.
"Zi, Senior Sister Ziyuan always says this." Coral blushed and whispered, "I, I also think it makes sense."
This is the so-called power of besties.
Thirteenth Niang: “…..”
She felt like she couldn't laugh or cry. Just when she was about to say a few words to teach Huanhu, her eyes fell on her pretty, slightly melancholy face. Suddenly, her heart trembled, and she suddenly understood something.
"Then what kind of man do we, Miss Coral, want to marry?" Her voice softened again, and she changed the topic, "Sister, I have been running SF Express these years and have made many black and white friends.
I can actually look for something for you."
"I, I don't know." A trace of confusion flashed in Coral's eyes, "As long as you are of the right age, have good character, and are willing to treat me wholeheartedly, that's pretty much it."
"What are you talking about!"
Thirteenth Niang was really angry and funny. She couldn't help but stretched out her slender hand and flicked her smooth forehead, "Not only are you a disciple of Piaohua Palace, the most sacred place in the world, but you are also a member of our SF Express.
The eldest lady's appearance, cultivation and wealth are all rare in the world. How can ordinary men afford it? Even if you want to marry, they won't dare to marry you."
"Sister, do you have any suitable candidates?" Coral's expression suddenly fell, and she asked weakly.
"Do you really want to get married?"
Thirteenth Niang confirmed again.
"Yes, I really want to get married." Coral replied firmly.
"Okay, then leave it to me!" A strange look flashed through Thirteenth Niang's water-cut eyes, she patted her sister's shoulder lightly and said confidently, "I will find some young people of marriageable age.
Junyan, just choose slowly."
"Thank you sister."
Coral breathed a sigh of relief, but his face didn't show much excitement.
If this scumbag knew that I was getting married, I don’t know what kind of expression he would have.
Such an idea suddenly appeared in her mind.
Afterwards, she was immersed in her own thoughts and did not speak for a long time.
…
Xiqi Province is famous for its mountains. The farther west you go, the higher the terrain becomes.
The Tianying Mountains, where the Dara people once gathered, is located in the west of Xiqi Province, close to the national border.
Tianying Peak, Snow Wolf Peak and Ling Snake Peak are all majestic and steep mountains, towering into the clouds.
However, compared with the Beast God Mountain, which is hundreds of miles apart, these three peaks are nothing compared to the height and precipitousness of the mountains. The difference is insignificant.
Viewed from a distance, its main peak looks like a sharp sword. The peak is extremely sharp and reaches straight into the sky, as if it is about to pierce the sky.
The cluster of buildings full of ethnic minority characteristics located on the top of the Beast God Mountain is now one of the seven holy places famous in the world, the Fantasy Beast Sect.
At this time, Zhong Wen was lying lazily on the bed in the residence of the leader of the Huan Beast Sect, naked and lying with his arms and legs spread out, looking extremely relaxed.
A graceful and curvaceous woman is lying on his chest, her eyes are shining, her skin is like gelatin, and her green hair is draped like a waterfall on his face, shoulders and neck, and her crystal-like jade cheeks
There was a shy blush, rapid breathing and rising and falling chest, which seemed to indicate that the two of them had just experienced an intense exercise not long ago.
If there are disciples of the Huan Beast Sect here, they will be surprised to find that this beautiful woman who is skin-to-skin with Zhong Wen and is honest with her is actually her sect leader and the helmsman of one of the Seven Holy Lands, Gan Muyun!