Yun Ling looked at his pitiful appearance, and she didn't want to say anything serious to him, picked up the pastries and fruits on the table and quickly stuffed them into his arms.

"You stay here and eat first, remember not to go out, and don't run around, I'll be back in a minute, you know?"

Yun Ling instructed again and again, for fear that the other party would sneak out while she was away.

At that time, if he was seen by other people from the Immortal Sect, then she would not be able to speak clearly.

Seeing that the time was almost now, Yun Ling didn't dare to continue to delay, and didn't even have time to change the clothes on her body, so she hurriedly opened the door and strode out.

Mo Nanyan looked at Yun Ling's departing back, with a blank expression, then looked down at the pastries and fruits in his arms, and ate them silently.

......

"Why are you here at this time?"

Yun Ying was originally worried that Yun Ling's temperament would not come to the night banquet to accompany them to see off the guests, but now when she saw Yun Ling suddenly appear in everyone's sight, she suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and reproached: "Do you know that all the people from the Immortal Sect are watching, and they don't know that they came early, it's really unruly!"

Yun Ling sat beside her, waved her sleeves, and replied playfully: "Oh, second sister, I'm not too drunk, so I didn't control the time!"

"Humph!"

Yun Ying didn't believe what Yun Ling said, so she picked up the wine on the table and took a sip.

Mu Yan saw the naughty appearance of his little junior sister, and his eyebrows were full of spoiling.

Even the wine in my hand felt a little more fragrant.

And all the sons of the Immortal Sect have all set their eyes on her since the moment Yun Ling walked into the night banquet.

Now seeing her talking to Yun Ying playfully, all the sons of the immortal sect are drunk.

"Lord Yunmen, you see that the sons of all the immortal sects are sitting here now, I don't know which one Miss Yun Er will fall in love with?"

It depends on her own choice. Yun Qinghua replied lightly.

Yun Ling saw that everyone looked at her, and the wine cup in her hand paused for a moment, then put the wine glass in her hand on the table in front of her, raised her eyes and said, "Dad, I think Qingchen of the Fairy Sword Sect is good!"

"Immortal Sword Gate!"

Yun Qinghua was stunned by Yun Ling's words.

Who doesn't know that the second son of Qingchen of the Immortal Sword Sect is notoriously cold.

He was in retreat all year round, and even the disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect and his father and his brother rarely saw him.

Not to mention marrying each other.

Yun Ling's request really made the sons and masters of the Immortal Sect dumbfounded.

After all, the other party didn't come, and neither of them had ever met, but Yun Ling actually named each other to marry each other.

And those who came with their eyes in vain.

Isn't this a slap in the face of the immortals?

"Second Miss Yun, you have to think about it carefully, this second son of Qingchen of the Immortal Sword Sect has been in retreat all year round, presumably he shouldn't have the intention of getting married, right?"

"That's right, Second Miss Yun, you should consider considering other Xianmen sons, why do you have to choose a man who has never even met you to marry?

"That's right, Second Miss Yun, this is a lifelong thing, but you can't be sloppy, don't come nonsense. ”

"Master Yunmen, you should also hurry up and persuade Miss Yun Er, but you must not let Miss Yun Er go the wrong way. ”

"Yes, Lord Cloud Gate, this marriage is a big deal, and it shouldn't be child's play. ”

Yun Qinghua also had a solemn face, and was just about to speak, but was interrupted by Yun Ling's voice.

"You don't have to persuade me, Yun Ling has made up her mind, except for the second son of Qingchen of the Fairy Sword Gate, I, Yun Ling, will not marry anyone in my life. ”

Yun Ling is no longer a three-year-old child, isn't she clear what these masters have in their hearts?

How could it be possible to make them so wishy-washy?

But since she had already made up her mind, how could she change so easily?

What's more, except for the people from the Immortal Sword Sect who didn't come here today, the rest of the people from the Immortal Sect came.

If she doesn't choose a husband to come out today, I'm afraid that their Qingfeng Gate will offend the entire Xianmen.

So in order to avoid this kind of thing from happening, Yun Ling had no choice but to let the Fairy Sword Gate carry this pot.

This can be regarded as solving their entire Qingfeng Gate problem.

When the masters of the Immortal Sect heard Yun Ling say this, although they were unwilling in their hearts, they also knew that this matter was a foregone conclusion.

Even if they objected, it was useless.

Seeing that Yun Ling was so persistent, Yun Qinghua was silent for a moment and slowly spoke: "Since this is the case, then my father will personally repair a book tomorrow and go to the Immortal Sword Gate to help you find out the other party's meaning." ”

The Immortal Sword Gate is no better than the rest of the Immortal Sect, and it has always been indifferent to the affairs of the world and does not pay attention to the affairs of the various Immortal Sect families.

Something like marriage, the people of the Immortal Sword Sect may not necessarily agree.

And they can't be the master of Qingfengmen.

It's better to repair the book and ask some clearly, so as not to have a grudge between the two families in the future!

Yun Ling let out a low "um".

After the sons of the Immortal Sect learned that this was the result, the eyes that were originally excited and expectant instantly fell lonely.

Even if they were unwilling, they also knew that they were indeed very different from Qingchen of the Immortal Sword Sect.

Yun Ling will choose the other party, and that is understandable.

What do they have to complain about?

......

Soon, Yun Ling, the second lady of the Yun clan of Qingfeng Gate, fell in love with Qingchen, the second son of the Xianjian Gate, and the matter spread throughout all the Xianmen as if she had inserted a pair of small wings.

"Father, do you want to inform Qingchen about this?" Qing Moran put the letter in his hand on the table, and raised his eyes to look at Qing Zihong, who was sitting and drinking tea above.

Qing Zihong put the teacup in his hand on the table in front of him, and said: "No, since the Yun clan has this intention, it should be done, and when Qingchen is out of the customs tomorrow, let him prepare, and let him personally go to Qingfeng Gate Yun to pick up people when the entire Xianmen hundred schools talk about it three days later." ”

Qing Mo ran his eyes, and saw that Qing Zihong agreed to this family matter, and said, "Got it, father!"

"How are you doing here?" asked Qing Zihong.

Qing Moran was a little stunned and said, "What?"

"Qingchen has now decided on the family matter, shouldn't you also speed up your pace?" Qing Zihong urged.

Qing Moran's face turned red, and he lowered his eyes and said, "Father, the child will go out to hunt at night in a few days, I'm afraid it will ...... It's time to live up to your father's expectations. ”

"Humph!"

Qing Zihong snorted coldly and said, "When can't you go to the night hunt? Why do you have to go for a few days? ”

Qing Mo was embarrassed, "Father, I ......"

Qing Zihong said: "Don't me, I'll do it, when you talk about the hundred immortal sects in three days, you will quickly select one of the hundred immortal sects for me, and quickly give me this matter, don't delay it." ”

Qing Mo Ran: "Father!"

Qing Zihong didn't give Qing Moran a chance to speak, and got up and left directly.

Qing Moran had no choice but to sit there, shaking his head and sighing helplessly.