Oh my God, what the hell is going on?

Zheng Qiu was surprised to find that he was actually nodding his head involuntarily.

"No, no, how can I nod? I shouldn't have nodded!"

No matter what he called in his heart, he couldn't spit out a word in his mouth. The control of the body seems to be completely in the hands of Mingkong Zilin, isn't this a marionette.

Elder Ming Zong and Zheng Qiu sat at the same table, and Ming Kong Zilin jumped over to pick up Zheng Qiu's whole process, and he naturally saw it clearly.

At this time, Mingkong Zilin pinched the back of Zheng Qiu's neck, and kept making small movements in her hands.

Elder Ming Zong thought for a moment, and immediately understood the girl's intentions, and he hurriedly stood up and put on a peacemaker's appearance.

"Master Ge Zhuang, there is a good saying, a twisted melon is not sweet. ”

Elder Mingzong quietly moved his pace, intentionally or unintentionally blocking Mingkong Zilin, preventing the other party from discovering her small movements.

"Master Ge Zhuang, Miss Zilin likes Zheng Qiu. You also saw it just now, and Zheng Qiu also knew about it. ”

Elder Ming Zong skimmed over the courtyard and happened to see the most suitable slogan hanging under the eaves of a tiled house.

He bowed his hand to Ge ruthlessly and asked, "Master Ge, who wrote the slogans around this courtyard?"

Elder Mingzong's turn was too big, and Ge Wulu's thoughts were still stuck on the fact that Mingkong Zilin liked Zheng Qiu, and he didn't realize what Elder Mingzong wanted to say.

So he replied to Elder Mingzong's question: "Naturally, I wrote the slogan, what do you mean?"

Hearing this answer, Elder Ming Zong smiled confidently, and Ge Wuru really fell for it.

"Master Ge Zhuang, since this slogan was written by your own hand, please look at this slogan. ”

Elder Ming Zong raised his hand and pointed in the direction where the fragments of the ring were stacked, "This slogan says, your own business, your own decision." I think this sentence must be in the heart of the owner of Ge Zhuang.

That Zilin girl's lifelong event, why don't you let Zilin girl decide for herself. I think this beating of mandarin ducks, the world-famous owner Ge Zhuang will not do it. ”

After a while, Ge ruthlessly became angry, it turned out that the old man had been talking for a long time, and he was drawing a circle to wrap him in. The most important thing is that this circle uses a slogan written by himself, and he can't jump out of it yet.

Ge was ruthless, but he said good things all over his body, and he couldn't find a reason to send them.

Whew, Ge Wuru took a deep breath and calmed his mood.

Although the current situation is superior, the Qianyun Sect is a thousand-year-old sect after all, and the cultivation of these elders is unfathomable. Not to mention that Kong Aoqing is empty, even if he has a divine weapon in his hand, Ge Wuru is not very sure that he will leave him behind.

Seeing that Ge Wuru was full of anger, the sect master held back stiffly, and he had a bottom in his heart: "It seems that Ge Wuru still has concerns about doing it directly, but he just wants to use the power to suppress people." Since you don't want to do it directly, you have room to maneuver. ”

Mingkong Aoqing shook the paper fan and persuaded with a pleasant face: "What Elder Mingzong said is reasonable. Ge Wuru, since the slogan was written by you, it is not appropriate for you to intervene in the love of the children of this younger generation. If there is a difference between words and deeds, you will suffer a loss in teaching your disciples in the future. ”

Ge ruthlessly glared at Mingkong Aoqing, lowered his head and asked his righteous son Ge An: "Ge An, my father-in-law asked you, do you like Miss Zilin?"

Ge An nodded and replied very cooperatively: "I like it!"

Ge ruthlessly clapped his hands and laughed when he heard this: "Hahaha, isn't this over! Yizi also likes Zilin, so why can't I, as a father-in-law, stand up for him?"

went around in a circle and went back to the same place, this trick doesn't work. Mingkong Aoqing looked at Ming Zong and shook his head slightly.

Elder Mingzong stared at Ge Wuru, and pondered in his heart: "This Ge Wuru is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and he hasn't seen him do anything for a long time, so he obviously has concerns. ”

Elder Ming Zong looked at Zheng Qiu, recalled what Zheng Qiu would know, and had a plan: "Since Ge Wuru can't get off the stage, then build a ladder for him." With a ladder, he's sure to step on it. ”

Thinking of this, Elder Ming Zong shouted, "Master Ge Zhuang, what you said is reasonable, but what the sect master said is also right.

But the reversal of the galaxy has not begun, and it is naturally impossible to talk about sharing the harvest, so now in the final analysis, it is a marriage between children. Since it is a marriage between children, why not take a step back and let the children solve it themselves. ”

Ge Wuru frowned, looking incredulous: "Are you talking to me again?"

"No, no, no, Master Ge Zhuang, I have no intention of doing so. Elder Mingzong waved his hand again and again and replied, "I understand the love of Lord Ge Zhuang's son, and I must want to have a result today." Therefore, I have a proposal, and the two sects will make a bet here, which will be witnessed by the master of Ge Zhuang and the sect master. ”

"Let's start with how to bet. "I was caught once just now, but Ge Wuru didn't want to be hit the second time.

"Zheng Qiu likes Miss Zilin, and Ge An also likes Miss Zilin. The two are fighting, it is better to follow the rules since ancient times, let Zheng Qiu and Ge Anbi have a last game, and the winner is engaged. ”

Hearing Elder Mingzong's words, Mingkong Zilin behind him was very anxious.

She reached out to pull the hem of Elder Mingzong's clothes, and tried to lower her voice as much as possible: "Old man Mingzong, you are crazy! Let the stupid boy fight Ge An? That Ge An is definitely in the realm of Qihua!"

Elder Ming Zong turned sideways slightly and said to the girl: "Don't worry, I have my own way, Zheng Qiu won't lose." ”

Ge Wuru couldn't help but be a little moved after hearing this, but he quickly calmed down and thought to himself: "This kid named Zheng Qiu is obviously an angry tire, what ability does he have to compete with Ge An? Does it just rely on that spell to throw money? Or does this kid hide his cultivation?"

Sect Master Mingkong Aoqing and Ming Zong exchanged glances, and knew that Ming Zong had confidence in his heart, he looked at Ge Wuru, and found that Ge Wuru's face changed, obviously hesitating.

The sect master decided to increase his bargaining chips and force Ge to be ruthless: "It's not just a marriage contract. If Zheng Qiu loses, the galaxy will be reversed, according to what the owner said before, the ruthless Zhuang will be divided into sixty percent of the harvest, and the Qianyun Sect will be divided into forty percent.

But if Ge An loses, then the reversal of the galaxy has nothing to do with the ruthless Xinzhuang. ”

Hearing this, how could Ge Wuru bear it, he had laid out the game for so long, and everything he did was aimed at reversing the galaxy, and now Mingkong Aoqing took the initiative to propose, and every word was knocked on his heart.

From any point of view, this match is impossible for Ge An to lose. As long as he wins the competition, sixty percent of the harvest of the galaxy reversal can be included in the bag, even if that Zheng Qiu has a back hand, it is worth taking this risk.

Ge ruthlessly turned his head and stared at the sect master: "Mingkong Aoqing, is this true?"

"Seriously!"

"Okay!" Ge ruthlessly slapped the table, "Then I'll accept this bet." ”

He pointed to the open space that was revealed after the ring was demolished: "No one is allowed to interfere in this open space." ”

Mingkong Aoqing suggested: "It's good here. But if the two children want to compete, they must be given some time to prepare. ”

Ge Wuru knew that what Mingkong Aoqing said was reasonable, and he did have something to tell Ge An, but he was afraid that after a long time, Zheng Qiu's Qianyun Sect would do something.

So he didn't wait for Mingkong Aoqing to react, and shouted to set a time for preparation: "You can only prepare half a pillar of incense, come and light the incense." ”