Trace understood why the head of the house, Zhenjun, said that Nangong Yue's heart couldn't settle down, it was because ...... Nangong Yue is very handsome because of her appearance, so she is too happy with the junior sisters of the Lingyin faction. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The trace understood the meaning of the head of the house, and the whole person was confused.

It turned out that the head of the sect, Zhenjun, came to his stone room so late to discuss this matter with him.

His marriage to Wen Yujun.

Wen Yujun is the daughter of the head of the sect Zhenjun, and the trace is the apprentice of the head of the sect Zhenjun, and the two of them are indeed very suitable in the Lingyin Sect.

And in terms of birth, among the many disciples of the head of the True Monarch, he is also the most rude in birth. Although the current throne of the Qinglong Kingdom is still a mystery, no matter who it belongs to, it is still a person with the same surname as the trace, and it is still his uncle, uncle, cousin, or the like.

I couldn't accept it for a while, and said in a tone of some shirk: "But...... But...... Senior Sister Wen is older than me......"

The head of the sect Zhenjun thought for a while, looked at the trace and said, "Although it is a few months older, it can be regarded as the same year...... Do you really mind this matter? ”

I was slightly stunned, but I didn't think about it. But in front of the head of the family, how can he say that he "minds" his daughter's age? Hurriedly shook his hand and said, "No...... Of course not. ”

If Scar had a little experience with this kind of thing, he probably wouldn't say that.

This sentence was originally just a comfort, which comforted the listener a little, but when it fell into the ears of the head of the real monarch, it became a different meaning.

The head of the real monarch thought that not only did not object, but was also very happy.

The head of the house, Zhenjun, smiled slightly: "Since you don't mind, then it's fine." ”

Scar was stunned again.

He felt that the head of the sect had misunderstood, and he needed to explain something.

So he hurriedly clasped his hands and said, "Master...... I have a few more things to say about this......"

The head of the sect Zhenjun had just raised his feet to leave, and when he heard this, he turned his head again, looked at the trace, and motioned for him to speak directly.

Traces were silent for a while, organized a sentence, and said to the head of the sect Zhenjun very seriously: "This one thing...... I'm so sorry that I can't promise Master. ”

A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the head of the sect Zhenjun, and he couldn't help but sigh: "Huh? ”

Only then did the head of the sect realize that he seemed to have misunderstood the meaning of the mark.

Scar lowered his head and said, "Actually, ......"

The trace was fixed, and a thought flashed in his heart, just say it, die and die, and say what you want to say......

Although the person could not hear it......

Trace gritted his teeth and said, "Actually...... In my heart, I already have someone I like......"

The head of the house, Zhenjun, couldn't help but let out a soft sigh. After hesitating for a moment, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes: "Who is this person?" Do you want Master to help you decide? ”

When the head of the real monarch said something, he definitely didn't have any selfish intentions, but purely wanted to help Scar make the decision.

He didn't care if that person was his daughter or someone else.

And the head of the real monarch is with a good wish, hoping that the trace can get what he wants.

It is a great joy for all people in the world to have their wishes come true. Of course, the head of the sect really hopes that his little apprentice can get this kind of happiness.

After thinking about it, he sighed, and said with a gloomy look in his eyes: "I am very grateful to Master, but it's a pity...... Master can't help me make decisions. ”

The head of the house, Zhenjun, was slightly stunned.

He couldn't help but have a thought.

The gossip of the Lingyin faction, as the head of the true monarch, although he didn't pay attention to it, he also listened to a lot of it piecemeal.

So when the head of the sect heard the words of the trace, he subconsciously thought of a possibility......

One possibility that he couldn't be the master......

Even if that person was in the Spirit Hidden Sect, he still couldn't be the master......

The head of the sect Zhenjun frowned.

"Is it possible...... Is the gossip of the Lingyin sect true? Is it really her who you like? The head of the sect asked in disbelief.

Of course, he understood that the person he was referring to was the same person as the person he thought.

The gossip of the Lingyin faction, except for her, there is no second.

Scar thought for a moment and nodded vigorously.

The head of the sect Zhenjun suddenly understood, and couldn't help but sigh.

Although the two people present understood who they were talking about, Ayin, who had been hiding by the wall, never understood.

On the contrary, she was a little curious, who was the person she was talking about?

The head of the sect Zhenjun thought for a long time and said, "Since this is the case...... I can't force you to ......."

Mark nodded and said, "Thank you, Master." ”

The head of the house, Zhenjun, sighed. Even for the sake of his daughter, he couldn't continue to talk.

No matter how good a living person is, in the heart of the trace, it is impossible to surpass a dead person......

Zhenjun, the head of the family, who knows this, will certainly not wronged his daughter because of this.

The head of the sect was just about to leave, but suddenly remembered one more thing and flicked his sleeves lightly.

A purple bracelet appeared out of thin air on the table in the middle.

Marks found that there was an extra thing on the table, and was slightly stunned.

The head of the sect said: "This magic weapon is a gift from me, and it should be of some help to you." All you have to do is carry it on your wrist and keep it with you. Even when you're sleeping, don't leave your body. ”

Scar nodded, although he didn't know what this magic weapon was for, but Scar felt that he could do it according to what the head of the sect said, and there was no need to ask about the rest.

Traces thanked him and watched the head of the sect leave the stone room.

Ah Yin thought about it, and didn't go back to look for any more marks, but walked out of the stone chamber and flew in the direction of the Imperial Fire Hall.

It was dark, and it was the thick night she liked.

As a ghost, the night can make her more active and energetic.

But...... Ah Yin really wants to know, who is the person that the trace and the head of the Zhenjun unanimously mentioned?

The night is getting dark.

Ayin bathed in the moonlight.

As a ghost, she can strengthen her body in this way, so that she is not so easily shattered.

In particular, moonshine is the best nourishment for ghosts.

Ayin picked an open space in the open space of the Imperial Fire Hall and meditated quietly in mid-air.

The silver light shrouded Ayin's body with a layer of silver frost.

And Ah Yin greedily absorbed the silver blossom in the moonlight, increasing his yin spiritual power.

After a night of training, Ayin felt much stronger.

The sky was slightly bright. Ah Yin took advantage of Yuehua to finish the last breath and slowly opened his eyes.

She decided to go back to Scar and ask what was going on. For example, who is "that person" in their mouths.

Ayin floats to Scar's stone chamber and passes through a wall to see Scar carrying something with a book on his back. (To be continued.) )