Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Oath of the Year
At the end of the event, everyone dispersed, and there were still many people who were still in a state of excitement and didn't fall asleep until late at night.
"Brother Xian, you said, did you mean this last award?" After everyone dispersed, Zhu Gangguan smiled at Tian Chu.
"Don't want to deny it, Fang Yun is now the key to promotion, and he can enter the third layer of combing tendons at any time!" Zhu Gangguan saw that Tianchu wanted to open his mouth to refute, so he naturally didn't give a chance and gave a reasonable reason.
"The Spider Queen is gone, and the sleeve girl has also gone to the first floor, are you kid...... , hey, hey, hey!" Pig Gang smiled evilly at Tianchu, and his rough eyebrows were teasing towards Tianchu, indicating that we are all men, I understand.
"Go, go, go! You know a fart! This is called closing people's hearts!" Tian Chu really wanted to kick the pig's fat buttocks, this guy knew to think things crookedly all day long.
"Yes, yes, but it's been almost half a month since the sleeve girl went to the first floor, why hasn't there been a response, you are the boss, should you also care about your boss!"
Zhu Gang waved the banner and opened his mouth to Tianchu.
In fact, Tian Chu was also a little puzzled in his heart, with the temper of Feng Sleeve, it was impossible to stay for so long.
You must know that since several people established the night market together, the days that Feng Sleeve has been in Siyunmen all year round can be counted with a pair of palms.
"Tell me!" Pig Gang urged, a pair of pig eyes with a hint of concern.
"Sister Sleeve, our night market is about to open, you are the proprietor, shouldn't you come back, otherwise on the day the market opens, I will be very embarrassed as the boss!"
On the first floor, in a courtyard of the Qing family's mansion, a beautiful woman was sewing clothes, a long skirt next to the bed was thrown on the bed at will, and at the waist of the long skirt, a piece of sound transmission jade flickered a few times from time to time.
"Hmm, who is looking for sleeves on a big night?" Qingxiayi was a little curious, who was so anxious on this big night.
Under the trend of curiosity, Qing Xiayi glanced at the sound transmission jade jian, and was suddenly shocked.
"Good boy, dare to kidnap my daughter of Qingxiayi!" Qingxiayi's big beautiful eyes carried a burst of anger.
After a while, Feng Sleeves walked out of the bathroom with his long wet hair, and walked towards his mother Qingxiayi with a smile.
"Sleeve, who are you that Boss Chu?" Qingxia looked at Feng Sleeve with a serious face.
"What's the matter, Mother?" Feng Sleeve put his arm around Qingxiayi's arm, and was coquettish for a while.
was coquettish by the wind sleeves, and Qingxiayi's long-brewing seriousness quickly collapsed.
"Good daughter, my mother has told you many times, girls, you have to be reserved, you have to be reserved, you have to look at you!" Qingxiayi was angry, but there was nowhere to come out.
"Tomorrow I must teach your father a good lesson, and marry my daughter to others without my consent!" Qingxiayi gritted tightly.
"Ahh
"You're still pretending to be in front of your mother, I'll just say, how can you be surprisingly excited during this time!" Qingxiayi almost hung her chest, secretly hating herself for not finding out earlier.
"Can't I be excited when I see you, mother, but I've waited a year to wait for this time!" said Feng Sleeve a little aggrieved, but his mind was still confused, what did his mother say.
Listening to Feng Sleeve's words, Qingxiayi felt comfortable for a while, but that breath was still held in her chest.
"Hmm, mother, someone just sent me a message?" Feng Sleeve picked up the sound transmission jade slip, and could obviously feel a breath, which was the reason why someone transmitted the sound.
"Yes, but my mother didn't hear clearly!" Qingxiayi had a hint of embarrassment on her face, but she still tried to perfunctory her sleeves.
"Humph!"
Feng Sleeve understood, why his mother would say such a thing, it must be that Tianchu guy thought about himself, and said some fleshy words, which were intercepted by his mother.
Hearing Feng Sleeve's coquettishness, Qing Xiayi became more and more angry in her heart, and she was more sure of what she guessed in her heart, Fengyun must have sold her daughter to that Boss Chu in order to achieve that purpose.
"Tianchu, what you just said, I didn't hear clearly!" Feng Sleeve shouted angrily.
The voice was passed on, but Feng Sleeve's qi was not aimed at Tian Chu, but at his mother, and he actually secretly checked the sound transmission that Tian Chu gave him, and the sound transmission of other people was intercepted, forget it, Tian Chu's is not good.
"Brother Xian, this brother and sister has eaten gunpowder, and the anger is so big!" Zhu Gangguan was standing aside, and he heard a trace of anger.
Tian Chu was also confused, and his word by word was obviously clear, but it was not clear how to get there.
"Could it be a signal problem?" Tian Chu scratched his head and said with some doubts.
Tian Chu finally said it simply, hoping that Feng Sleeves would come back soon.
One by one
The Qing family, a small courtyard, Fengyun is drinking stuffy wine alone, and there is still half a year to go, and the agreement between himself and the head of the Qing family will expire.
At this time, Fengyun was only in the late stage of the second layer of forging qi, and it seemed that there was still a level from the solid, but the gap in the middle was only known to Fengyun himself.
"Solid, solid, how difficult!" Feng Yun raised his wine glass and drank it all.
"Brother-in-law, don't drink it, if my sister knows, you're fine, I'll be miserable!" A young man in his late twenty-three looked at the situation in front of him with a bitter expression.
"Qingdan, let my brother-in-law have another drink!" Fengyun picked up the wine jug and poured out another glass.
Syllable!
A slap knocked the wine glass off Fengyun's hand and shattered it in the corner.
"Fengyun, are you so wasteful?" a middle-aged man grabbed Fengyun's collar with both hands, staring at Fengyun with a pair of eyes, straight to spark.
"I misjudged you back then, and I shouldn't have protected you, and I still boasted about Haikou in front of my father!
Unexpectedly, you were ambitious back then, but now you are like this bird.
Who are you to marry my sister?"
As he spoke, the man lifted Fengyun up and slammed it to the ground.
Looking back at the time, the two were like brothers, Qingxiayi was also matched by him, and he even vouched in front of his father that Fengyun could advance from the combing level to the solid in eighteen years.
All this is because Qingxian knows that Fengyun is an extremely hard-working man who can go crazy for the sake of his goals.
"Now, are you still the same unruly storm you were back then?" Qingxian rushed forward, stirring up the storm again, and roared with extreme anger.
"Where did your promise, where did you swear it?" Qingxian also lost his temper.
Although it is only half a year, as long as Fengyun is willing, Fengyun can actually go to the Middle Five Continents to cultivate.
Cultivating in the Middle Five Continents, there is still a slight possibility of Fengyun, after all, the aura of the Middle Five Continents is very abundant, far from being comparable to the fourth layer.