At the door of the new house, a group of onlookers were watching, and the people inside were tense, and new family conflicts arose. The bride and groom were completely ignored, and no one cared if they wanted to rest or not.

"Stop!" Wind and rain millet struggled to pull away her father's hand and spread her arms to protect Zhang Yue. "He's my man, Dad, you can't do it!" She bit her delicate lips and stared at her father resolutely.

"Your people? What do you mean? Have you already ......" Storm Demon looked at his rebellious daughter in shock and pointed at them.

"Uncle! I've put up with you for a long time, and you still don't let me speak? Zhang Yue couldn't help but interject. This family is all their own decorations, huh?

"Shut up!" "You say!" Both of them yelled at him at the same time.

"You say!" The wind and rain demon rolled his eyes, arrogant.

Zhang Yue straightened up his waist and stood in front of the wind and rain demons, looked directly at him with the slightest momentum that did not lose him, and said:

"First of all, my name is Zhang Yue, I am an orphan, and I used to be an outcast of Qingcheng Mountain. Now he is the founding disciple of the Hanging Pavilion Sect, and he will have a bright future in the future. The latter sentence is quite high-spirited and confident.

The wind and rain demon's face turned gloomy when he heard the "outcast", and when he heard the "big disciple" and "the future is immeasurable", this kid is strong and healthy, full of masculinity, and he doesn't look like the kind of person who can eat soft rice. Putting aside his daughter's affairs, this kid still has a lot of appetite for Lao Tzu.

"Secondly, I take your daughter seriously. We are also innocent, just pure friendship. Zhang Yue was there with a loud voice, swearing and promised! Be clear and explain yourself clearly in two sentences.

"Wait a minute, pure friendship? Do you think my daughter is not worthy of you? The wind and rain demon grabbed the key word, and his face turned black again! Isn't my Jing'anhou daughter still worthy of a white boy, his grandmother's, what do you think you are?

"I want to develop a super friendship relationship with Xiaomi, but she won't let me." Zhang Yue looked at his fingers a little aggrieved and said.

"Good!" The wind and rain demon glanced at his daughter appreciatively. It's right to be reserved as a woman.

"Daughter, what do you mean? The affairs of our family have been listened to by outsiders, do you think Dad can still let him live? The demon began to laugh again, and his knuckles were clucking. Wind and rain millet felt that her scalp was numb, and she was afraid that she was going to be ruthless to Zhang Yue. If Daddy gets angry, the chance of Zhang Yue getting out of the way is equal to zero.

"He's my man, Dad can't do it." Xiaomi's white hand gently covered the arm of the demonic green tendons, one white and one black were very obvious. The demon was stunned for a moment, but didn't move.

Zhang Yue is happy, it seems that the wind and rain millet is still interesting to him.

"We don't have that relationship, but we have another relationship." Fengyu millet smiled mysteriously, and hooked his finger to everyone, "Let's find a clean place to talk, and don't disturb Brother Xiaodao's rest if there is nothing to do." I'll see you tomorrow with my brother and sister-in-law! ”

"Sister, you have to be careful!" The wind and rain knife instructed in the back, he knew a thing or two about the origin of this Zhang Yue, and he was one of the people they rescued when he and his sister passed by Qingcheng Mountain. I heard that the other people who were rescued in Qingcheng Mountain later died, and it was very strange that they were alive.

But looking at the way he stood there, his temperament was no longer the same, and he looked much clearer and more powerful. He really wanted to follow and have a look, but he had more than enough heart, not to mention that there was a person here who needed him more.

Wind and rain millet followed them to a secluded room, mysteriously retreated left and right, closed the doors and windows, and whispered a few words next to them.

"What?!" Wind and Rain Demon and Shadow Moon both jumped up, "You are just a brother and sister relationship?? "What are you doing with such mystery!"

Ying Yueshang patted the hand of the wind and rain millet, and asked secretly: "Daughter, let me ask you, has he touched your little hand?" Wind and rain millet glanced at her mother angrily, what is the problem, this is, almost every day. Nod.

"Oh, your father chased me back then, but it took half a year to let him hold hands." Shadow Moon Dress invites to think about how beautiful she was back then, she and her sister Shadow Moon Ni are called "Ni Dress Two Immortals", which is actually a beautiful scenery on the rivers and lakes, how many young and promising young heroes have bent their waists for her (of course, many of them have been beaten by demons).

"Then you, have you ever been kissed by him here?" She tapped her lips and kept her eyes on her daughter, not missing her every move. Fengyu Mi blushed, thinking of being "overlord hard bow" by him from time to time, and ordered it again.

"Oh, this kid eats your tofu. Silly daughter, you still don't call him responsible? Shadow Yueshang screamed exaggeratedly, and poked her fingers at her daughter's white forehead.

"He told me to be responsible, I don't want to!" Wind and rain millet touched the forehead that was poked red, and felt that her mother was babbling, like other secular women, she was going to die or live if she was touched by a man, and she would not marry. I'm Xiaomi, the biological daughter of my amorous father, and I've seen the world. "Those men are not all 'people in the rivers and lakes, acting on the spot'."

"But you're a girl! It's going to be a loss! The mother said worriedly.

Do you think your cultivation of me is like a delicate girl, so young to throw people in the Baihua Palace in southern Xinjiang to fend for themselves, wind and rain millet in his heart is not angry.

"Mother! Look at what you said, it doesn't matter who takes advantage of whom. ”

Zhang Yue listened to it on the side, secretly playing straight, but he didn't dare to show it under the pressure of the demon, and held back with a serious face. If he dared to laugh, he would die, because he was the culprit who took advantage of other people's daughters.

This demon pulled Zhang Yue to the side to play Go when the two of them were talking about themselves just now. Although he drank a lot of wine today, it didn't delay his clear thinking, and he was used to socializing outside. Seeing that his daughter was so protective of him, he decided to give him a chance to have a literary test with this young man first to see if he could pass it, this is what the devil thinks of this young man. Back then, he had to go through many tests to marry a delicate wife, Ying Yueshang, thinking of this, he smiled at the corner of his lips and touched his thick black beard.

"Look at Lao Tzu's daughter, you don't lose if you lose! It's not a loss because of the background of a famous family. If you kid have any skills, just show them all. ”

Zhang Yue was solemn and studied the chess game seriously. When this Go was in Qingcheng Mountain, the old Taoist priests often played it, and he was able to see more than he could do on the side. came and went, and actually ate a lot of chess pieces.

The old demonic face was a little unbearable, and he said that he was dizzy, and asked his younger brother Xingxuan to come over and continue. Xingxuan shook his head, the devil is a stinky chess basket, if he lost in the past, he would kill people, but he was good at playing chess with people. So I use it as a candidate for the aftermath every time.

Zhang Yue saw a long-faced uncle in front of him, thirty or forty years old, and he looked square. His eyes are blue, and his face is like a pile of Qiong. Although there is no domineering spirit that comes out of the bones, but at a glance at those eyes, you can know that the internal strength of the Dao is profound. As soon as he sat down, he was as sharp as a sword.