Chapter 945: Marriage

Another figure walked out of the stone hall, he was tall and burly, wearing a pure black python dragon robe, although there was a smile on his face, but more of a world was overbearing!

Qingyun's brows furrowed slightly, then he smiled and saluted, "It turned out to be Brother Meng Tian." ”

"Sister Qingyun, I didn't look carefully in Huangquan Town, I haven't seen you for a few years, and you are even more beautiful. Meng Tian laughed, "How about it, do you want to consider me, if you agree, I will immediately go back to the clan to ask for relatives." ”

Qingyun's smile was sluggish, but she knew what kind of character the person in front of her was, and she must not give him any hope, otherwise he would really be able to do such an outrageous thing, and his expression was solemn at the moment, and said: "Brother Meng Tian should know that the marriage of you and me and others must be decided by the clan, and we have no chance to choose at all." ”

"Just kidding, Qingyun, why should you be nervous. Meng Tian snorted, "Let's go, let's go in and talk about it." ”

Seeing that he simply left, Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief, smiled bitterly at Meng Qianqing, and the two followed.

Mo Yu bowed his head slightly, his performance was extremely mediocre, but his eyes were glowing with a faint cold light at the moment. If it was Qingyun alone, he might not be completely sure, but when he met two more Abi World Tianjiao one after another, things became undoubted.

Are they all for him?

In this case, he accepted this great gift!

The inside of the stone hall was extremely empty, and there was nothing except for the thirteen stone chairs in the depths of the main hall.

The monks led by Meng Qianqing and Meng Tian were quietly separated at the moment, although there was no tension, but the atmosphere was definitely not friendly.

After all, everyone knows that this is a real battle, and the winner will go one step further and become a real pride of the sky, with a bright future!

Qingyun's gaze swept and fell to the depths of the main hall, and on the thirteen stone chairs, his eyes shrank suddenly, revealing a look of jealousy.

She took a breath, calmed down her mood fluctuations, turned around and said, "The two brothers came here this time, have you tried it?" ”

Meng Qianqing had a gentle smile on her face, then regained her composure, shook her head, and said honestly: "Don't dare." ”

Meng Tian's eyes were hot, his body under the pure black python robe was straight, and he hated to speak, "One day, I will submit these thirteen broken chairs!"

"Qingyun, don't take any chances, let's sit down with us. Meng Qianqing smiled and spoke.

Qingyun stuck out his tongue, "Of course, the two brothers are not sure to give it a try, where does the little sister dare to be strong." ”

Without her instructions, a Qingjia monk stepped forward quickly and put down a purple jade chair next to the chair of Meng Qianqing and Meng Tian.

The three of them sat down separately and talked a few words casually, behaving very casually, without the slightest temptation or vigilance. If you don't know the facts, you may really think that they are good friends.

Meng Tian's gaze swept casually, paused slightly on the three old men of the Qing family, and soon fell behind, "Qingyun, why did you bring these people over...... Hey, why does this person look so familiar?"

Qingyuan's delicate body stiffened slightly, and he hurriedly lowered his head.

Qingyun smiled slightly, "Brother Meng Tian also played with her back then, of course there will be some impressions. As she spoke, she turned around and said lightly: "Qingyuan, after all, we have known each other, and when we see you today, don't you plan to say hello?"

Qingyuan was silent for a moment, and slowly raised his head, "Qingyuan, I've seen Lord Meng Tian." ”

"Ah...... When I remembered it, it turned out to be Miss Qingyuan. Meng Tian smiled, "I haven't seen each other for many years, I can't think of it for a while, Miss Qingyuan don't be surprised." ”

Meng Qianqing also nodded, "Brother Meng's eyes are good, I didn't find out that there is actually an old man here." ”

He arched his hand and said gently: "Qingyuan, I haven't seen you for a long time, are you okay?"

Countless eyes in the hall converged, and they were surprised to see that this Divine Monarch Realm female cultivator actually met the three proud sons of the sky. However, there are people who think faster, thinking of the names of Qingyuan and Qingyun, they faintly guessed something, and the eyes that seemed to them became playful.

Qingyuan was a little nervous, "Thank you for your concern, I'm fine." ”

Meng Qianqing nodded and said no more. Back then, they were friends on an equal footing, but since the Qing family had made a choice, the difference in status between the two was a world apart, and it was impossible to have any more intersections.

At this moment, Meng Tian suddenly spoke, "Qingyun, I know it's difficult for you to marry me, so I'll change my goal for the time being." ”

He raised his hand and pointed, "Qingyuan will be my concubine, although the Meng family will not come to the door, I promise that I will definitely show something." ”

"Ahh......h No......"

Meng Tian's expression turned cold, and he said lightly: "Why not? Do you still think of yourself, you are the high-ranking Miss Qingjia, I can take a fancy to you, it is your blessing." ”

He turned his head and smiled, "Qingyun, think about it, I'm very sincere." After speaking, he shook his head and sighed, "I can't marry you, and it can be considered comforting to accept a daughter of the Qing family who is somewhat similar to you." ”

Qingyun frowned slightly, as if he was hesitating, but Yu Guang glanced at Qingyuan, who was looking pitiful, and couldn't help but feel a trace of disgust in his heart, and immediately smiled and said, "Since Brother Meng Tian has spoken, Little Sister will naturally not refuse." Qingyuan, from now on, you will serve by Brother Meng Tian. ”

As she spoke, the essence flashed in this woman's eyes, as long as she was allowed to go out, Qingyuan would no longer be a threat to her.

"Don't!" Qing Yuanqiao's face turned red with anger, "I still have a position in the Qing family tree, and I am still a descendant of the Qing family, and my marriage will be decided by the clan elders and others, you ...... You don't have the right to give me a loan!"

Qingyun raised his hand, and a purple gold token appeared, with countless shadows of floating clouds on it, and it seemed to be constantly flying when it looked closely.

"Qingyun Ziling is in hand, my decision represents the will of the clan elder, Qingyuan, do you want to resist?"

Qingyuan's face turned pale, he was stunned for a few breaths, and hurriedly looked up at Meng Qianqing, hoping that he could take care of the old feelings.

But at this moment, without waiting for Meng Qianqing to speak, Meng Tian said lightly: "This matter is a matter between the Meng and Qing families, I hope Brother Meng will not interfere." ”

Qingyun also smiled softly, "Brother Qianqing, Qingyuan lost the battle with me, this is not a good destination for her." ”

"This ......" Meng Qianqing hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded, "Qingyuan, agree." ”

Qingyuan's eyes suddenly dimmed, and a deep despair welled up, she had been careful to endure all these years, not to make a single mistake, why did she still refuse to let her go? They were cousins and sisters with almost identical blood, why should they kill her!

She wanted to shout out, but she didn't dare at all, because she was not alone, and she could not bring disaster to her loved ones.

Qingyuan lowered his head and bit his lip hard, and a trace of red blood slowly oozed out.

She resigned herself to her fate......

At this moment, a warm palm suddenly patted her shoulder, and Mo Yu's flat voice sounded, "If you want to cry, just cry." ”

Raising his head stiffly and looking at his calm face, Qingyuan suddenly felt that his eyes were very sore, and big tears couldn't stop pouring out, sliding down his delicate cheeks. But even so, she bit her lip tightly and didn't make a sound.

Sweeping the pain in her eyes, Mo Yu sighed in her heart, raised her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes, and naturally did not have any other thoughts.

"Don't worry, with me, no one can hurt you. ”

As soon as the voice fell, a sneer sounded suddenly.

"Protect her, what are you?"

Meng Tian's face was cold, and his eyes were calm.