Although Luo Qingshi likes beauty, her own appearance is very ordinary, not ugly, but it definitely has nothing to do with the word beauty.

At this moment, on the crowded street, she spread her arms in front of Luo Changning.

Arrogantly raised his chin, looking invincible: "Hey, Luo Changning, when will you go to my house to propose?" ”

Hearing this, Luo Changning almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, he heard it right, proposed?

Shaking his head helplessly, this cousin seems to be very ill, and there is no cure for the advanced stage of paranoia.

Why are other traversers surrounded by beautiful women, and there are a lot of cousins, considerate and gentle. And although he only asks for one person to share the white head, he is unlucky to have such a wonderful cousin on the stall!

Raising his hand and pinching his eyebrows, Luo Changning said coldly: "If my cousin is okay, please let me go, I still have to buy pastries for my aunt." ”

Luo Qingshi didn't know whether he was low in emotional intelligence or cheeky, and he couldn't hear the indifference and alienation in his words at all, so he still said in a loud voice: "What about you, Luo Changning, when will you go to my house to propose?" ”

"I'm eleven years old this year, and I'll be twelve in a few months, and it's a good time to get married."

Luo Qingshi is not shy or impatient, and the sound is so loud that pedestrians on half the street can hear it clearly. Suddenly, all kinds of curiosity, disdain, and eyes that were not too big to see the excitement shot towards the two of them from all directions.

Luo Changning's face turned black all of a sudden, and his innocence was ruined by this nymphomaniac!

Originally, he still wanted to come to Miao Nan Dao to find an opportunity to make him stronger. It's a good opportunity to find it, but there is a trouble, and it's like a dog skin plaster, and I don't know how to look at other people's eyes.

Obviously, he has shown such a strong disgust, and he is always pestering himself.

However, it is precisely because of the contrast of Luo Qing's poems that Luo Changning misses Ma Xue'e more and more.

How good it would be if the sisters in the world were like Ma Xue'e, not only cute, but also simple and kind, not like a nymphomaniac, and pounce on people who are good-looking when they see them.

Well, he can afford to raise ten more sisters like Ma Xue'e......

Ma Xue'e, who was far away in Annan Province, didn't know that the brother Changning she was thinking about was also missing her.

Oh, that's it, I'm not a person in two lives, and I can't be angry with a little girl.

Thinking like this, Luo Changning took up his light skills and fled backwards quickly, leaving behind Luo Qingshi and her two personal maids who were dancing and cursing.

Luo Changning, who finally got rid of the harassment, did not return to Sujiazhuang, he knew that if he went back, he might be blocked by Luo Qingshi again, so he simply came outside to hide quietly.

By the way, let's see if there is any opportunity for him to enhance his strength, after all, Luo Changning has now met the conditions for promotion to the innate realm, but he has not found an opportunity to break through!

The day after tomorrow, the congenital, the difference between one word is a world of difference. Only by stepping into the innate realm can he be regarded as a real martial artist, a martial artist of the Yaohua Continent.

And the martial artists of the acquired realm may be like the ancient heroes of the Earth Dragon Continent, even if they can't become the number one master, they can be regarded as the best among the martial artists, but in the eyes of the martial artists of the Yaohua Continent, they are not worth mentioning.

And the difference between the innate realm and the heavenly realm is even more unimaginable, it is not an exaggeration to say that one is a human being and the other is a god!

A martial artist in the Tongtian realm can transform his true qi into the power of his own soul, and if his soul is immortal, he can live forever. In this world, apart from the eternal life of God, what mortal can reach such heights?

At least now, none of the Tongtian martial artists in the Yaohua Continent can achieve the true immortality of the power of the life soul. The longest life is only a thousand years, and there will be a time when it will be extinguished.

Therefore, most of the Tongtian martial artists are actually just demigods and half-humans, saying that they are demigods, but they are still far from becoming gods.

And Luo Changning thought about it for a long time, but he didn't think about where to go to find opportunities, so he had to casually enter a teahouse and sit down.

asked for a pot of Cangshan Snow Green and drank it slowly, seemingly leisurely, but in fact, the movement of the entire teahouse could not hide from his ears.

Regardless of the continent, places like teahouses, wine shops, and red mansions are the best places to find out the news, because only people with leisure and money will visit these places.

Idle people who have extra money will inevitably gossip, and it is indispensable to chat and fart with the guests of the teahouse, from the south and the north to the hen laying eggs.

These places are indeed mixed, and there are people of all levels. Therefore, the news that can be heard also involves all classes and all walks of life.

This is not? On the surface, it seems that it is just to drink tea, but in fact, Luo Changning, who listens to every movement in the teahouse, hears a very familiar name at this time.

That is: cloud weak clothes......

"Hey, have you heard about it, that Yun family's weak clothes have come back from Annan Dao." Said a guest at one of the tables.

Wen Yan at the next table also joined the topic, gossiping: "Yun weak clothes? Who is Yun Weakyi? How come I've never heard of this person? ”

"Yes, yes, what do men and women look like, which family is it?" The other chimed in.

"Hey, you don't know this, Yun family, which other Yun family? Naturally, it's our hidden family in Miao Nandao! The person who first talked about this topic looked complacent, as if he felt complacent and condescending because he knew who Yun Qiaoyi was.

"The Hidden Family? We still have a hidden family in Miao Nan Dao? The tea guest at the next table looked at the man with suspicion.

"Yes, yes, why haven't I heard of such a hidden family as the Yun family? Speaking of the hidden family, I have only heard of the Wen family and the Yi family. ”

"Tsk, look at your little knowledge, I'm embarrassed to come out and mix!" The man shook his head, looked like he hated iron, peeled a peanut and threw it into his mouth.

"Let you hillbillies have a long experience, the Yun family is a hidden family that is older than the Wen family and the Yi family, and it is said that it existed tens of thousands of years ago."

"And that Yun weak-yi is the eldest grandson of the Yun family, the future head of the Yun family, and the current young master of the Yun family!"

After speaking, the two people who were still talking to the next table raised their chins.