Lin Kunyan couldn't analyze the crux of the problem for the time being, and it wasn't just Xi Xiaoluan. Even this Deng Shangwei can't figure it out now when he thinks about it, as for the reason, Lin Kunyan doesn't have it, it's a simple feeling.

After all, the main hall of the first vein is not as majestic as the main hall of the master, but compared to those exhibition halls or top hotel lobbies on the earth, except for the luxury that cannot be compared, the rest are second to none in terms of area and grandeur.

At this time, in the main hall, except for Qian Yuanzi, who was sitting in the middle position, all the disciples of the first lineage (Ma Xiao) gathered together. Xi Xiaoluan and Deng Shangwei stood on the left side, still a strong contrast between one smiling and the other expressionless. On the right is Ye Lingyun, who is as cold as ice, and even Lin Kunkun, who has been recuperating, was called over. In addition, there was an old man standing behind Qian Yuanzi.

Although this old man Lin Kunyan knew, this was the first time they had met. Before this, Ye Lingyun had mentioned to Lin Kunkun that there was an old qualified person in this (Ma Xiao) lineage, and he didn't know what his name was, in short, since she had a memory, he was already in this mountain gate, and everyone called him Shouzong.

Shouzong was dressed in an earthy yellow one-piece robe, standing quietly behind Qian Yuanzi. His back was slightly hunched, but he stood as if he had blended into the hall. His eyes naturally drooped, and his gaze only hovered in front of him. The eyelids are almost closed, but to say that they are languishing or sleepy, but they feel like a clump of pomegranate flowers in the summer, it is the time of life.

Today's Ye Lingyun seems to be a little wrong, although Lin Kunkun has never paid too much attention to Ye Lingyun's attitude, but this cold eye like ice for thousands of years is the first time Lin Kunyun has encountered Ye Lingyun. Her eyes looked at Deng Shangwei opposite, puzzled, indifferent, and even more hidden resentment. These complicated feelings were the first time Lin Kunyan felt in her.

"Alas......" Qian Yuanzi finally spoke, but this opening was a slight sigh. Although it was sent out inadvertently, Lin Kunkun still heard some irritability and helplessness from it.

"I asked you to come today, I also want to talk to you about something......" Qian Yuanzi's eyes swept over the faces of the four people, but Lin Kunyan always felt that his eyes stayed on his face for a longer time.

"Ye Lingyun is my daughter, I guess you all know about it!" No one answered, because this was something that the entire Wufeng Sect knew, and Qian Yuanzi just found an opening sentence when he said this, "Lingyun's age is not too young, although we cultivators don't think too much about what is passed down from generation to generation, and we are still members of the sect, and there is still a big difference between us and the family inheritance." But when this daughter reaches this age, she should still have an ideal belonging!" Qian Yuanzi's words were very slow, almost word for word.

These sudden words made Lin Kunkun's heart chuckle, both unexpected and a little sour. No wonder Ye Lingyun's mood today is not very stable, but why didn't he get any news about such a big matter? Looking up, he originally wanted to see the expression on Ye Lingyun's face change, but at this time, he met the eyes projected by Xi Xiaoluan. The eyes of the two were just opposite each other, and Lin Kunyan read a trace of surprise from his eyes.

It seems that this news should have been set by Qian Yuanzi temporarily, but when did Ye Lingyun know about it? Without giving Lin Kunyan more time to think, Qian Yuanzi's words continued, "Lingyun is my daughter, and my only daughter. This marriage event has always been the order of the parents and the words of the matchmaker. The three of you are all my disciples, but in my eyes, you are all my children of Qianyuanzi and Lingyun's own brothers. So, although this matter is my family matter, I still want to talk to you about it!"

"You are all the best disciples of my Wufeng Sect, if I had three daughters, I would definitely let you marry one each. It's a pity, I only have Lingyun, according to my meaning, even if Lingyun wants to find a Taoist couple, you should choose one of you. Therefore, today I will entrust the second half of Lingyun's life to Shang Wei's hands in front of you!" Saying this, Qian Yuanzi swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "You ......"

"Master!" Xi Xiaoluan shouted loudly, and the surprise in his cry was self-evident. The voice seemed to tear off the roof of the hall, and his eyes almost burst out. The true yuan in his body also seemed to be surging uncontrollably, generating bursts of gas in this hall out of thin air, making the hem of his clothes crackle.

Lin Kunyan's heart was also beating violently at this moment, although Qian Yuanzi's behavior today also made him extremely puzzled. But before Qian Yuanzi said this, he didn't expect such a result. In his heart, Qian Yuanzi would at best inform the three of them today, thus allowing the three of them to enter a state of competition. Even such an idea made Lin Kunkun feel strange, not to mention that Deng Shangwei was now directly designated as his son-in-law.

Thinking about it, it was only two days before Deng Shangwei and Xi Xiaoluan went to visit him. On that day, Lin Kunyun could still accurately feel their vigilance against him, but this sudden change in the situation ended in the Deng family? Although he didn't have any covetous thoughts about Ye Lingyun, Ye Lingyun's attitude towards himself was still relatively clear. Even though there is a faint pain in his heart now, it still does not affect Lin Kunyan's active thinking, which is abnormal.

Looking at Ye Lingyun's expression again, there was no change in the slightest because of hearing this news, as if all this was taken for granted.

"Senior sister......" Lin Kunqi felt that his throat was a little dry, and the two words he spit out were also a little hoarse.

Ye Lingyun didn't react, and she didn't even look at Lin Kunyan. Her eyes were the same as before, roaming over Deng Shangwei's face. Lin Kunkun was puzzled and shaken, and his grasp of human nature and psychology, which he had always been proud of, now seemed so ethereal!

Deng Shangwei's face still hasn't changed, it's as steady as a rock, and even the kind of joy that should be there is not enough, let alone complacency and pride. This is the most wrong place, you must know that before he came, Xi Xiaoluan and Deng Shangwei had friction because they wanted to get Ye Lingyun's other eyes.

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(Tianjin)