The expression on his face was full of surprise, as if a pile of spiritual stones had fallen from the sky and fallen into his pocket.
But then, he saw her quickly hiding her joy, then looking at him with a stern face and saying -
"You are so close to Lin Qinghan. You want me to marry you unless you defeat Lin Qinghan in the Seven Sects Competition!"
Chu Yanshu squinted his eyes slightly, recalling everything that had happened since they met, and she had been trying all kinds of ways to get her to practice.
Could it be that the damned way of heaven failed to force him and sent her to lure him to practice?
Thinking about it, he suddenly lost his temper.
Chu Yanshu raised the corners of his lips slightly, with a slight smile in his eyes, and spoke with a fighting spirit,
"Okay, then I will practice diligently and defeat Lin Qinghan in the Seven Sects Competition."
Sang Luo looked at Chu Yanshu and waited for a long time before the system announcement came in his mind.
Big pig hooves!
No fighting spirit at all!
He had no intention of defeating Lin Qinghan and marrying her!
Then why doesn't this dog break off the engagement with her?
Chu Yanshu put the flash of disappointment and anger in Sang Luo's eyes into perspective, and the smile in his eyes deepened.
It seems that you guessed it right!
Sang Luo got angry when he saw Chu Yanshu smiling and snorted softly,
"If nothing happens, you can leave."
Chu Yanshu raised his eyebrows lightly and reminded her,
"this is my room."
Sang Luo choked, stood up and started to leave.
Chu Yanshu held her wrist again.
Sang Luo looked back,
"what?!"
What does this big pig's hoof want to do?
Chu Yanshu looked at her,
"You seem to have forgotten something."
Only then did Sang Luo remember and tell him,
"This matter has nothing to do with you, just stay calm."
Chu Yanshu tilted his head,
"Do you want to take Song Qingyun with you?"
Ever since she asked Zhang Jianting to be her bodyguard with great fanfare today, he knew what she wanted to do.
A direct disciple brought a group of monks from a small sect to confront the Danyin Sect. It was impossible for them to admit it, and it was too easy to offend others, and it was easy for them to be punished in the end.
And Su Changluo most likely doesn't care about these minutiae.
But she was in despair.
So she wanted to blow it up and use Zhang Jianting's force to blow up the people who spread the rumors.
As for Chu Yanshu, he seemed to have guessed who was spreading the rumors.
He knew very well who hated Xuanyuan Sect to the core and wanted to destroy Xuanyuan Sect.
Sang Luo nodded, knowing that Chu Yanshu had guessed it and didn't care, and simply continued to despise his cultivation.
"Of course, otherwise can I still take you there?"
Chu Yanshu was not annoyed, he just nodded matter-of-factly,
"Indeed, I think I am more useful than Song Qingyun."
Sang Luo looked at him with disgust and said,
"Don't you have any self-awareness at all?"
Chu Yanshu raised his eyebrows,
"I rescued you from Ning Xi in the late Nascent Soul stage, can Song Qingyun do it?"
Sang Luo: "."
It seems like...can't!
Gan!
“…”
It was night, Sang Luo and Chu Yanshu were sitting quietly in the crown of the moong tree outside the city.
The full moon hung high, and beside me were clusters of white moonflowers, exuding a faint fragrance.
The light penetrated through the layers of flowers and leaves and fell on the light blue clothes of the two people, reflecting the moonlight.
Zhang Jianting was carrying the sword, Su Shiyi was dragging him, and the two senior fellow apprentices were walking on the field.