The person in front of him was dusty, as if he had experienced some ups and downs, and the tears in the corners of his eyes had not disappeared.

The lost soul was written all over his unlucky and sad face, and his walking steps trembled, not at all as powerful as when he left, and he said lightly, "I'm hungry, can Xiao Ling make me a bowl of noodles?" ”

He fainted, like a poor beggar on the street, begging, when the hot noodles were served on the table, he looked at the steaming, fragrant noodles, and shivered so excitedly that his chopsticks almost fell.

He scooped up the noodles and devoured them, not paying any attention to his own image, and the soup almost splashed on his eyes.

But he didn't panic, he was still there, eating like crazy.

Xiao Ling came over to ask him why, and without saying a word, he wiped his oil-stained mouth with a tissue on the table.

Raising his head and looking at the beautiful girl, his eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of loss, a trace of confusion, and a trace of melancholy.

Because there were so many things flashing in his eyes, Xiao Ling didn't know what had happened to him.

Whenever he wanted to ask, he would always answer Xiao Ling's question with a silent back and a pair of stunned eyes.

But even so, Xiao Ling knew that something must be wrong with him, so he sent someone to inquire.

The two boys, the fat and the thin, were in a teahouse and gave the boss a little money and inquired.

It turned out to be ...... The story isn't too long, but it's heavy.

The story begins on the day he left.

"Great, I, finally get to meet the beautiful young lady."

He excitedly walked towards Anluzil's mansion, where Xian'er had gone home with some presents and stunned her father.

After all, Anluzir had never seen his daughter send something, so he dispelled his previous anger towards his daughter.

It just so happened that there was a very important matter to be solved at the moment, and the poor boy's father sent a letter again, remembering that he had been his brother, so he replied tactfully, reassuring the former brother that they had made an agreement before.

Because when a person has money, face is the most important thing, and Anluzir did not cancel the so-called marriage contract, just for his own face.

But there must be a break in this matter, and I came here today to give that stupid boy a break.

So, he told his daughter about the marriage contract, and the daughter was very angry, she had the beauty of the country, how could she marry a poor boy.

An Luzier smiled and comforted: "Daughter, this marriage contract was set for you by your father before you were born, and his family was very rich at that time, but what my father didn't expect was that the change would happen so quickly. ”

"Very quickly, indeed, so what are you expressing to me, my dear father? Let me accept that poor boy? ”

"No, no, no, do you think that a father would let a poor boy take away my most beloved daughter?"

"It's true, after all, Daddy is the kind of person who is very greedy for money and power."

"Haha, this is not called greedy for money and power, I'm just for your future life, you think! What kind of future can a poor boy give you? ”

So, you just pull me to add those every day, rich and handsome! It's a pity that the good-looking skin, the same, the interesting soul, one in a hundred.

Those guys have nothing else to talk about except for the two topics of money and women, and it will be very troublesome for them to have three wives and four concubines in the future.

Xian'er just wants to find someone who loves only herself wholeheartedly.

"Alright! My father really worked hard for my future. ”

In the last paragraph, the voice was very heavy.

The poor scholar stood happily at the door, looking at the lovely girl in front of him, who was about to become his future and indispensable other half, and he thought about it, it was really a blessing that God had given him eight lifetimes.

happily said to the thin and tall middle-aged man in front of him: "Lord Yue Zheng, Miss is really a shy flower in the closed moon, captivating the country and the city, sinking fish and geese, the beauty of ancient and modern times!" ”

"Hahaha, a beautiful woman should be a hero."

"Mm-hmm, I know, so I've been studying hard, I want to be admitted to the Holy Spirit Academy, learn magic and martial arts, as a way to protect Miss."

"Oh, Holy Spirit Academy!"

The Holy Spirit Academy is the most powerful magic academy in the entire continent, and only those who have passed the final test of magic or the final test of martial arts can join.

Whether it is magic or martial arts, it takes decades of deposition to master the knowledge of magic and martial arts.

Among the thousands of points, the test center will change at any time, so the elimination rate of any final strategy is very high, in fact, it is better luck than anyone.

If you fail the exam, you will have to wait another year before you can take it.

"The exam at the Holy Spirit Academy is very difficult, so instead of wasting time in the exam room, it's better to let go and fight."

"No, don't worry, for Miss, I will definitely give everything. I will definitely become an excellent person. ”

This situation seems to have moved the fairy next to her, but she will still take action to pay, and there is a difference between heaven and earth between the two.

And this poor boy's personality is not clear to Xian'er.

Of course, she also knew what her father meant by what she said to her, didn't she just force this kid away!

But it's not bad to borrow that phrase to test this kid's personality.

"Hey, stinky boy, are you the one my dad told me, the guy who set the baby to kiss when I was a child?"

Seeing such a beautiful young lady coming, Xiaoluo was immediately dumbfounded, the scene she walked over seemed to carry bursts of fragrance, and now the melodious sound like a golden bell lingered in his ears for a long time.

"Ah, this wonderful sound, it's so good."

Xiaoluo thought in his heart.

In his heart, he can do whatever he wants and speak freely, but in reality, he is extraordinarily submissive.

"Hmm...... Not...... Wrong, wrong...... Right...... Well. ”

The voice began to stutter unconsciously.

"Are you a stammer?"

"No...... No, it's not, I, I'm just, talking to Miss, a little nervous. ”

"I'm nervous when I talk to me, but I'm not nervous when I talk to others, so aren't you targeting me?"

"No...... No, it's just because, Miss, it's so, it's so, beautiful, that I'll speak, so. ”

"Oh, it seems to be quite a good talker. However, there are many people who can say nice things. ”

Xian'er's sharp eyes stared at him deadly.