"Linghan Moon!" At the same time, an extremely angry voice covered Wu Wenxu's ears, Wu Wenxu's face was full of shock, he stared at the copper bell on his right wrist in disbelief, this is definitely a dream, too outrageous.

"Good!" Several cheerful shouts erupted in the crowd, and the atmosphere seemed to have reached its peak at this moment, the old village chief was full of chrysanthemums stretching, and he smiled knowingly, he was confident that with Ling Hanyue's beauty, he would definitely be able to tie the young man firmly.

Wu Wenxu looked startled, Zhuan Er woke up from the shock, he hurriedly grabbed the copper bell, and said loudly: "Cold Moon girl, no!" ”

"Boom!" The wine glass in Linglong's hand fell into the snow.

The snow suddenly became silent. The warm applause came to an abrupt end, and everyone shouted like mosquitoes and flies, bowing their heads and whispering, glancing at Wu Wenxu from time to time, but there was panic and fear in their eyes that could not be concealed.

Ling Hanyue was originally a crimson Xiujing, but at this moment she became discolored, extremely white, she bit her pink lip aggrievedly, a few tears rolled in her eyes, she really thought that Wu Wenxu would refuse so directly.

A cold wind blew, carrying fragments of snow, making Ling Hanyue shiver, and she just stood in the snow like that, helpless and miserable......

What a familiar scene.

Wu Wenxu closed his eyes painfully, at this moment, he really wanted to promise the girl, but he remembered the oath with Suanna.

He sighed heavily, and said helplessly: "Hanyue girl, we just met in Pingshui, and we don't have any feelings, if you want to repay my kindness like this, it would be a big mistake." ”

When Ling Hanyue heard Wu Wenxu's words, she felt that her ears had been pricked by needles, and her delicate face became even whiter. Her nose was slightly red, her pure eyes were gloomy, and even her body couldn't help but tremble violently.

The old village chief couldn't stand it anymore, he walked to Wu Wenxu's side tremblingly, and whispered in the young man's ear: "Engong, it's hard to tie the bell, if you refuse Ling Hanyue, it means that she won't marry for life." ”

"What!" Wu Wenxu was shocked, he glanced at Ling Hanyue, the girl's eyes were already completely red, but her strong personality did not let the tears fall after all, but the delicate red lips had been bitten extremely white.

"Elder, I am willing to marry Hanyue!" A young man walked out of the inner enclosure, it was the guy who was pretentious before, his handsome face was full of heat and excitement, and there was madness in his eyes when he looked at Ling Hanyue, and it could be seen that he was indeed very in love with Ling Hanyue.

Ling Hanyue didn't speak, but Linglong stood up, he kicked Wu Wenxu invisibly, and then walked to the young man's side, and said coldly: "Qingdong, I refuse to marry my sister to you." ”

Wu Wenxu was a little confused, what is the situation now?

Seeing Wu Wenxu's face full of doubts, the old village chief immediately said respectfully: "Engong, in our snow village in Venolia, if the girl's intention at the wedding banquet is rejected by the lover, then the other unmarried people in the younger generation can, can unconditionally marry the rejected girl." ”

"Bastard! What a bullshit custom this is! Wu Wenxu kicked the wine glass away, and he stared at the old man coldly, and his anger was self-evident.

The old village chief was suddenly shocked, and his heart was full of gloom, he bowed down tremblingly, his beard trembled, and the whole person became overwhelmed.

Wu Wenxu snorted coldly, although he restrained his anger, in his heart, he was trying his best to suppress the evil fire, he grabbed the old man's collar, and said with a gloomy face: "In other words, that guy can now be forced to marry Ling Hanyue?" ”

When the old man saw Wu Wenxu angry, he was frightened, and at this moment, he was mentioned by Wu Wenxu again, and he couldn't help crying and said: "Hey, this is the rule of the ancestors for thousands of years, and we can't help it." ”

"Feudal!" Wu Wenxu scolded angrily, put down the old man, and shifted his gaze to Linglong and the young man.

"Engong is right, we are feudal, we are feudal." The old village chief was put down by Wu Wenxu, and he actually slapped his face in fear, and the crackling sound made Wu Wenxu even more irritable.

The young man silently stretched out his fingers, and suddenly, a flame swirled around his fingertips: "If you talk nonsense, just stuff it into your mouth." ”

The old village chief's eyes widened, and he hurriedly covered his lips with his palm, and Leng was so frightened that he couldn't say a word.

Because of Wu Wenxu's refusal, the atmosphere became extremely stiff and embarrassing, and everyone was staring at Linglong intently on the three floors and the outer three layers, but even the old village chief was intimidated and did not find out.

"You don't have the right to say no." The young man stared at Linglong coldly, his eyes were already a little empty, and the corners of his mouth curled up with a touch of happiness.

The more Wu Wenxu looked at that guy, the more unpleasant he felt, this product was clearly robbed while it was hot! If it weren't for the principle of not killing innocents indiscriminately, I really wish to burn him with a fire that I don't even know my father and mother.

Linglong was not annoyed, there was a light smile on his handsome face, this smile was very infectious, making people feel like a spring breeze, and some Huaichun girls were even looking at their souls almost gone.

I only heard Linglong say lightly: "Qingdong, I really don't have the right to refuse, but now I refuse you on behalf of Engong." ”

Ling Hanyue's delicate body was shocked, and her heart, which was dead and silent, became noisy again, she looked at Wu Wenxu with hope, and saw that Wu Wenxu was smiling faintly at herself, and the girl suddenly grabbed the corner of her skirt shyly, not knowing what she was thinking.

Hearing the word Engong, the young man glared at Wu Wenxu through gritted teeth, and unfortunately, he bumped into Wu Wenxu's eyes that were sharp enough to kill, and he was suddenly looked at with a chill on his back, and hurriedly looked away.

"He, hasn't he already rejected Cold Moon." Qing Dong's voice softened, but the frenzy in his eyes did not diminish by half.

"I just said that we don't have feelings, but it seems that we didn't say no, right?" Wu Wenxu walked out slowly, he glared at the young man defiantly, this guy really doesn't know the sky, he actually dares to force Linglong's sister to marry him, it seems that if he doesn't teach him a lesson, he can't die well.

When Qing Dong saw Wu Wenxu come out, his face immediately became a little pale, his eyes wandered, hidden fear, and his voice became weaker and weaker: "Since you have no feelings, why not be beautiful as adults." ”

"Feelings can be cultivated slowly, what's the matter, you're not convinced?" Wu Wenxu said, and suddenly put Ling Hanyuelou into his arms, the girl exclaimed, her face was red enough to drip blood, but she did not resist, and in a moment of hesitation, she meekly buried her head on Wu Wenxu's shoulder.

"Hanyue, don't you really have any feelings for me?" The young man named Qingdong was sad and indignant, he thought that Ling Hanyue would admire him, but he didn't expect that he would fall in love with an outsider who had only known him for a day!

This kind of ending was too much for him to accept.

Qing Dong clenched his fists tightly, his forehead was wrinkled with green tendons due to the nest fire, he couldn't bear this ending anymore, roared, and walked forward quickly, grabbing Wu Wenxu by the collar.

"Look for death." Wu Wenxu smiled coldly, moved his toes slightly, and easily flashed to the side with Ling Hanyue in his arms, the willow waist was as thin as boneless, and the flexibility was amazing, and the beauty also had a faint beautiful fragrance, and at this moment, it was in a commotion with the breeze, and the crisp Wu Wenxu's bones were slightly soft.

Qing Dong didn't succeed in the blow, but stumbled and fell into the snow. The antics immediately erupted in laughter from the crowd.

"I, I'm not reconciled!" The young man lay in the snow, the cold snow stubble filled his mouth, the drifting snowflakes stained his black sideburns white, Qingdong grabbed the snow with grief and indignation, and his knuckles became as pale as the cold snow, and he was aggrieved and shed tears.

Linglong glanced at the young man with some regret, and said lightly: "Qingdong, give up." ”

Qing Dong got up from the snow, his face was bloodless, and his whole person seemed to be more than ten years old. The young man's eyes were blood-red, and he stared at Wu Wenxu with great hatred, half a sound, word by word, and bit out of his teeth: "As long as I Qingdong is still alive, you will never be able to stop me from loving her!" ”

"Whatever you want." Wu Wenxu's face remained unchanged, and he quietly let go of Ling Hanyue, but his heart was a little stunned.

Wu Wenxu didn't know why Ling Hanyue liked him, but Qingdong's love for Ling Hanyue was not fake, and he didn't expect that there would be such a day when he would become a person who snatched love with a knife.

"Qingdong, Yue'er just treats you as her best friend, and she always has been, but that feeling of liking has never been ......" Ling Hanyue walked to Qingdong's side gently, she stretched out her soft wattle, and her eyes were tender.

"Cold Moon." Qing Dong gritted his teeth unwillingly, and his lips burst out bright red.

After all, he held the soft wattle, felt the warmth and softness, and in the depths of his consciousness, a picture was suddenly reflected: in the snowstorm, a teenager's upper body was buried by snow, and there was no one around, he was desperate and frightened. But just when he thought he was going to die, a beautiful girl appeared in his blurred vision, and the girl found him, without hesitation, without words, only a smile like a spring breeze.

She kept digging the snow, he saw that her entire jade hands were frozen by the snow, purple, but she kept digging, no regrets, until his entire arms were exposed, at that moment, the girl slowly fell, even after falling, the corners of her mouth still hung a gentle smile.

The young man swore that in this life, he must marry the girl, take good care of her, and take care of her for the rest of his life.

It's just that this dream is shattered, and the broken body is incomplete.

Qing Dong closed his eyes painfully, in fact, he had always known that Ling Hanyue had no love for him, but he was willing to deceive himself and live under the dream he had prepared, although he was unwilling to admit the bloody fact, but this dream, it was time to wake up, right?

Qing Dong couldn't help but smile with relief and muttered, "Hanyue, I hope you are happy!" ”

(The soft girl Ling Hanyue must be won, of course, not because she is pretty~)