Xiang Xin looked at Zhang Yingjun in a depressed heart, and then walked out of the study unhappily.

Looking at Xiang Xin's back, Zhang Yingjun didn't feel anything.

In the evening, the courtyard of Ziyun Villa was very lively, and there were five tables seated.

Zhang Yingjun sat in the main seat and watched the lively scene, and couldn't help but feel satisfied, thinking that it would be better if Han Xuexuan could accompany him to sit in the main seat.

"Newspaper... Childe, the head of the Duanmu family came to visit. Then the doorman came in and reported

Then I saw Duanmu Chaofan and Xiang Wentian walking into the courtyard.

Now in Purple Cloud City, since Zhang Yingjun's so-called master, Wuji Zhenren, appeared, Zhang Yingjun has become an existence that Purple Cloud City cannot mess with, and his status is even more transcendent than that of the city lord of Purple Cloud City.

During this time, because Xiang Wentian's son was Zhang Yingjun's apprentice, and Duanmu Chaofan's daughter liked Zhang Yingjun's disciple, so after there was no threat from the Li family, the two families got closer and closer, and the ultimate reason was that after Zhang Yingjun was strong, they all subconsciously attached themselves to Zhang Yingjun.

Especially recently, after many Ziyun City and even the surrounding family forces knew about what happened to the Li family that day, they all gave gifts one by one to befriend Xiang Wentian, so that the Xiang family suddenly had a tendency to replace the Li family.

Duanmu Chaofan was a little anxious when he saw this situation, why did his son hang like this when he was Zhang Yingjun's apprentice, so as soon as he learned that Zhang Yingjun was back, Duanmu Chaofan immediately came to discuss the marriage of Mo Wuwu and Duanmu Rong and took Zhang Yingjun's thief ship.

"Hahahaha, Brother Zhang Xian, you are a busy person, and it is difficult to see you once. Duanmu Chaofan complained half-jokingly

Zhang Yingjun got up and arched his hand and said, "What did Brother Duanmu say, it's not that my brothers are in danger, so I'll go and save them." ”

Zhang Yingjun said and pointed to the Duan Kun brothers.

Duanmu Chaofan looked at Duan Kun and the others, and after a few polite words to each other, Zhang Yingjun invited them to sit on his side.

As soon as Duanmu Rong came in, she pushed Qin Feng away and sat on the side of Mo Wuwu, and began to ask for warmth, so that Xiang Xin, who was sitting next to Zhang Yingjun, learned.

Dinner continued, and after Duanmu Chaofan drank a few glasses, he began to talk about the marriage of Mo Wuwu and Duanmu Rong.

Zhang Yingjun just wanted to say what Mo Wuwu thought that day, but unfortunately this Duanmu Chaofan came prepared.

After a pause, he complained and said: "Now the gossip in Ziyun City has made her daughter be pointed at when she goes out, don't worry! You can't let my daughter be spurned." ”

These words made Mo Wuwu suddenly feel guilty, and before Zhang Yingjun could speak, Mo Wuwu directly agreed to the marriage contract in one gulp after drinking too much.

Xiang Xin sat there and looked at Mo Wuwu and Duanmu Ronglang without thinking, and then looked at Zhang Yingjun who was sitting there fighting wine, Xiang Xin felt very bitter.

On the side, Xiang Tian saw his sister's unhappiness, and comforted, "Sister, Zhang Yingjun is nothing good, and it is not worth your sadness." ”

Now Xiang Tian and Zhang Yingjun are still angry, and they don't even call the master.

Xiang Xin frowned, then looked sideways at his younger brother and said, "What did you just call him?"

Xiang Tian wondered, "Zhang Yingjun!"

Xiang Xin's face suddenly chilled, and he got up and grabbed Xiang Tian is beating.

"Ahhh

"Sister, why are you beating me!" Xiang Tian asked while crying out in pain

Xiang Xin raised his eyebrows and said coldly, "Hmph, he is your master, you call him by his name, this is a big rebellion, and it makes people think that there is a problem with my Xiang family's tutor." ”

Xiang Tian explained, "But he beat me up last time. Xiang Tian thought that if he said this, his sister would not blame herself, and would even help her find a master to seek justice.

Who knew that Xiang Xin glared at Xiang Tiandao, "Good beating, if you don't beat this guy for a day, your skin will itch." ”

Xiang Tian didn't expect his sister to help Zhang Yingjun so much, but he felt that his sister had been taken down by Zhang Yingjun for ecstasy.

Xiang Xin was tired of beating, so he stopped and said, "You go and apologize to your master now, and dare to vomit with him in the future, see if I don't beat you every day." ”

Xiang Tian didn't know who was complaining to his sister, but he had no choice, under the coercion of his sister, he could only walk up to Zhang Yingjun with a wine and say, "Master, the disciple shouldn't be angry with you in the past two days, please don't blame the disciple." ”

Zhang Yingjun looked at Xiang Xin strangely, and then looked at Xiang Tian and smiled, in fact, he also felt that he was at fault, but the master and apprentice were both people who did not admit it, and in the end, it was not solved for a few days.

patted Xiang Tian on the shoulder, and said meaningfully, "The master is also at fault, so I will try to beat you as little as possible in the future." ”

Xiang Tian was speechless, vomiting for a few days, and in the end he still had to beat himself, but his sister was here, and he didn't dare to say anything, for fear that his sister would beat him together with Zhang Yingjun.

After Xiang Tian stopped vomiting, Zhang Yingjun didn't have so much to worry about, otherwise he wouldn't feel so smooth in the past two days.

After being happy, he began to let go of his hand to face the toasts of Duan Kun's five brothers in turn, fortunately, Zhang Yingjun had Mo Wuwu, a wine fairy who could only drink a little bit, to deal with them, and with the help of Xiang Tian, a clever ghost, Zhang Yingjun counterattacked again and again, and in the end, everyone was all drunk.

Zhang Yingjun woke up the next day and walked out of the room with a headache, and as soon as he came out, he greeted Xiang Xin, who was passing by, and Xiang Xin blushed and left quickly when he saw Zhang Yingjun, and Zhang Yingjun looked puzzled.

"Alas, it seems that this girl is still thinking about me, and being handsome is just worrying. ”

Zhang Yingjun thought narcissistically.

He didn't know that he had started to get drunk after he got drunk last night, Xiang Xin finally got him into a room, and Zhang Yingjun pushed him on the bed with someone like last time, which made Xiang Xin at a loss.

Just when Xiang Xin was about to accept his fate with a little expectation, Zhang Yingjun snored and fell asleep, and Xiang Xin was caught off guard again.

Xiang Xin was lying in Zhang Yingjun's arms, looking at Zhang Yingjun's handsome face, feeling full of happiness, thinking that it would be good if time could be frozen at this moment.

Xiang Xin didn't know when he liked Zhang Yingjun. Looking at Zhang Yingjun, Xiang Xin's little head crossed scenes one after another, from the first time they met, this guy looked at his drooling pig brother, and then to the Xiang family's cell and fought with himself. This guy wanted to pull his hair when he couldn't beat him like a woman, and then forced him to be engaged to himself.

Thinking of that day, Zhang Yingjun said angrily in Ziyun Villa that he didn't like himself, Xiang Xin felt a pain in his heart, maybe he was too much at that time.

After secretly kissing Zhang Yingjun on the face, Xiang Xin broke free from Zhang Yingjun's arms and left sadly, she still chose to hide this feeling in her heart.

...

Zhang Yingjun walked to the side courtyard restaurant to eat breakfast, and after a while, Hong Liugong walked in and said, "Childe, I will leave for Lingyun Peak today." ”

Zhang Yingjun smiled and said, "Well, I originally wanted to visit with you, but in two days, the disciple will go to Southwest County to compete, and I can't get out." ”

Hong Lao Liu grinned and said, "It's okay, master, his old man won't mind." ”。

Zhang Yingjun nodded and said, "Then bring a message for me, I wish him a hundred years of life and a younger life." ”

Hong Liugong was stunned for a moment, waved his hand again and again, and said, "No, no, my master is already ninety-eight years old, and you are cursing him to only live for two years." ”