On the third day of the Sword King Competition, the huge snowflakes seemed to be a girl who fell in love with Sword King Ridge at first sight, obsessed with this land.

The not too long road from Jianfeng Town to Jianyue Town, Dongfang Ning Feng is very familiar with it, he has been here almost every day for ten years, even ten years ago, he was a frequent visitor to this road. It's just that at that time, he and Beitangyue were still naïve children, and now, Qingmei has passed away, and Zhuma is old.

Dongfang Ning Feng has the memory of the Buddha in the world for more than 100 years, and he can naturally see through many things, but for this word "love", he can't see through it, and he doesn't understand it, so he can only follow his heart. He secretly thought: Beitangyue, you owe me a life, and now I have gone to ask for your body and destroyed half of your cultivation, no matter how you count it, you will earn some.

It turned out that the ancient exercises that allowed him to open the Heavenly Aperture and obtain the spiritual root could not only destroy this woman's chastity, but also destroy half of her cultivation.

There is no way to do this, for Dongfang Ning Feng, the most important thing now is to obtain the spiritual root, step into the path of cultivation, and have the opportunity to meet that person in the future, so that it is possible to avenge his mother;

"It's a damn snowfall, and there's no end to it. Two swordsmen walked past him, and one of them complained.

"That's what I'm saying, the sword doesn't have our share, the sky is still bullying people like this, go, brother, please go to the Baili Market to drink two jars. Another swordsman replied.

"That feeling is good, I have long heard that the Baili Market in Sword King Ridge is a must, and I will not return if I am not drunk today. ”

The voices of the two swept in Dongfang Ning Feng's ears, and he looked at the flattened snow on the ground in front of him, knowing that the Baili Market in Jianyue Town was not far away.

As the aroma entered Dongfang Ningfeng's nose, the Baili Market appeared in front of his eyes.

"Fresh oranges, strawberries, not sweet, no money!"

"The newly baked meat buns have a big filling and thin skin!"

"The first wine in the world, the Great Xia Dynasty has it!"

The voice is noisy, I don't know which man is shouting, in short, no matter where it is, there is a group of people around, the Sword King Contest has been a few days, and the small street vendors who have worked hard for a year have been fulfilled.

"Wang, Wang......" A little white dog wagged its tail and yelled at Dongfang Ningfeng.

"Xiaobai, didn't Grandma Sun ask you to pick me up. Dongfang Ningfeng pressed the straw hat with one hand and stroked the plush of the little white dog with the other.

Xiaobai was excited, shook off the snow, and splashed out.

"Naughty again. Dongfang Ningfeng slapped the snow off his collar and chased after it with a smile, obviously not angry at all.

Xiaobai is a little white dog raised by Grandma Sun, and he has known Dongfang Ning Feng for ten years.

At last I stopped in a more remote part of the market, a simple house, with a shed made of rags outside, and a peach blossom tree growing on the edge, and a flower cloth flag hanging from the branches, which read: Long beard face tube.

Dongfang Ning Feng looked at the wrinkled old woman opposite, but her hair was still black, and then looked at the snow that had been swept around most of the her, and hurriedly took the broom in front of the door, and said, "Okay, wait for me to help you sweep, but you are disobedient." ”

"My wife's body and bones are okay, just sweep a little, I don't know when this heavy snow will fall, and if you don't come, how to sweep it when you pile it up. Grandma Sun's eyes flashed with a smile and said reluctantly.

"Aren't I here, what are you anxious about? ”

Granny Sun smiled again and said, "Make you a bowl of long beard noodles?"

"It's not that you don't know, I only eat oily noodles. "He's been swept away a lot of snow.

"Okay, I'll make you a big bowl of oily noodles so that you can eat enough. Grandma Sun's crescent-like eyes seemed to have a kind smile all the time.

At the dinner table, Dongfang Ning Feng was like he had never eaten in eight lifetimes, and he devoured a big bowl of oily noodles, he always felt that there was a taste of motherhood in this bowl.

"I'm going to get married. Dongfang Ning Feng rubbed the oil on the side of his mouth and said softly.

Grandma Sun was overjoyed and hurriedly asked, "Which girl?"

"North Hall Month. ”

"Okay, okay, that kid is barely worthy of you. "Grandma Sun is a serious way.

Dongfang Ning Feng was a little ashamed, and replied: "It's me who climbed the family." ”

"Where is this, being able to marry you is a blessing she cultivated in her previous life, the name of the Sword King Ridge, why is she superior. As she spoke, Granny Sun reached out and poured him a cup of tea.

The Wind Flower and Snow Moon of Sword King Ridge refers to the young masters and daughters of the four major town lords of Sword King Ridge: Dongfang Ningfeng, Ximen Qinghua, Nangong Xiangxue, and Beitangyue. Beitangyue is extremely talented, and when he was a child, he entered the cultivation faction, Tianyun Pavilion, which is naturally much better than the rest, especially Dongfang Ningfeng.

He smiled helplessly, and only she saw herself as a treasure. He didn't know where she came from, and she didn't know the pain in his heart. For ten years, he came to sweep the snow and repair the house for her, and she made him a bowl of oily noodles and poured him a cup of tea every time.

He cherishes this feeling, cherishes this feeling, and she is entrusted by others to repay a debt.

Leaving Grandma Sun's place, Dongfang Ning Feng went directly to Beitang's house, he felt that during the Sword King Competition, Beitangyue must be at home.

"Master, the young master of the East asks to see you. Stone Jr. reports.

"What's the report, please come into the house quickly. Beitang Bo said angrily.

In the lobby of the Beitang family, Dongfang Ning Feng didn't bother to hide it, took off the straw hat on his head, and the dazzling bald head appeared. "Uncle Beitang, Ning Feng came to propose. ”

Beitang Bo looked at his bald head, and said with a smile: "Okay, I've finally waited for this day." "Call Miss quickly. ”

The two chatted for a while, and at this moment, a beautiful voice came: "Dad, what's the matter with me earlier?"

Before I saw him, I heard his voice first, the white clothes were fluttering, elegant and fragrant, it was Beitangyue.

Looking at Dongfang Ning Feng sitting upright in the lobby, Beitangyue's body was shocked, Rao is cultivation of the Four Realms and Three Heavens, and she was also shocked. Xindao: Obviously, he was hit by the 'Nine Fragrance Tianyun Dew', how could he still be alive.

"Look, who's coming. Beitang Bo stretched out his hand and gestured.

Looking at the culprit in front of him who was worse than death and almost lost his life, Dongfang Ning Feng showed a sweet smile: "Sister Yue, I haven't seen you for ten years, and I'm getting more and more beautiful." ”

Hearing him say this, Beitang Yue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that he didn't say what he did to her, otherwise Beitang Bo wouldn't have spared her.

"Young Master Dongfang, I haven't seen you for many years. "One sentence rejected him thousands of miles away, and he was very cold.

Dongfang Ning Feng heard it, good you Beitangyue, you don't even call Ning Feng's brother, and you don't shed tears if you don't give you some color. "Sister Yue doesn't have to be polite, you and I are childhood sweethearts, we have had a marriage contract since we were children, and we are a family sooner or later. ”

Beitangyue frowned slightly, and suddenly understood the other party's intentions, and her face became ugly.

"That's it, it's a family sooner or later. Beitang Boying said. "Yue'er, Ning Feng came to propose marriage this time. ”

Beitangyue's body trembled again, even if she guessed that the other party had bad intentions, she still couldn't stand it.

Seeing her like this, Dongfang Ningfeng's heart blossomed, and he said: "Sister Yue, I came to propose marriage today, hoping that I, Dongfang Ningfeng, would be fortunate enough to marry you." ”

Bei Tangyue listened to his words, and he was angry, and then looked at his bald head, he really wanted to kill him with a sword, and he was a hundred. But she can't, if she does this, the fathers and villagers of Sword King Ridge will spit on her, and even Beitang Bo will not let her go.

Seeing her pitiful appearance, the pleasure that Dongfang Ning Feng was looking forward to did not come, but there was a trace of unbearable in his heart, but there was no way, the thing she harmed herself was small, and the thing that had a round house with her was big.

"I'm not married. Bei Tangyue finally made up her mind to refute, even if she was rubbed by her father and fellow villagers, she also recognized that the path of cultivation and faith were not worth anything.

Beitang Bo was suddenly furious: "Bastard, how can this family affair be something you said you wouldn't marry if you didn't marry." ”

"It's not that I don't marry, it's why he marries me, why should a waste who has no spiritual roots and is bald marry me. Bei Tangyue pointed at Dongfang Ning Feng and shouted, a little emotional.

The heart still hurts. If he had said such hurtful words, if Dongfang Ning Feng had heard it before, he would definitely retort and throw his sleeves away. But today's Dongfang Ning Feng is different, I only heard him with a moving expression, and said: "What Sister Yue said is reasonable, but I don't have this blessing." ”

It stands to reason that after saying this, he should have left, but he had no intention of leaving.

"Why? Yue'er, let me tell you, just because I am friends with your Uncle Dongfang, and because your Aunt Ziyan saved our family, you must marry Ning Feng. Beitang Bo was even more excited, he didn't shout, he didn't reprimand, but the power between the words invisibly pierced Beitangyue's heart.

Dongfang Ning Feng took a closer look at her, such an arrogant woman, there were tears in the corners of her eyes. On the one hand, her own life, on the other hand, the father-daughter relationship, how should she choose?

Dongfang Ningfeng saw that the time was almost over, and if he didn't make a move, his wife would be gone. So he said: "Sister Yue, I know that I am not worthy of you, but it is ridiculous to say, I always have a glimmer of hope." ”

Seeing that the other party did not refute it, he said again: "I will never forget, that year under the peach blossom tree, the bright moonlight was as beautiful as your eyes, you touched my little bald head, and said to me, Brother Feng, will I be your wife when I grow up?"

Looking at Dongfang Ningfeng's expression, Beitangyue seemed to have been brought to that distant era, recalling Dongfang Ningfeng when she was a child, she couldn't help but think in a panic: That year, I really liked him.

While she was pondering, Dongfang Ning Feng somehow had already come up to her, and said: "Sister Yue, although I don't have a spiritual root, I have a heart that can die for you, after we get married, we can stay away from the troubles of the world, away from the bloody killings on the path of cultivation, and live a stable life." ”

Bei Tangyue felt a pain in her heart, and said in her heart: Although he did not die, he did owe him a life. She seemed to be a little hesitant, the path of cultivation is indeed a road paved with flesh and blood, but who doesn't want to live forever, and who doesn't like to be proud of the world?

Seeing that she was a little hesitant, Dongfang Ningfeng's gaze became softer and took her hand.

The gentleness of the tentacles almost made him confused, but fortunately, his will was still firm, and he continued: "If you like to practice, it doesn't matter, wait for us to have a child, I will teach him poetry and songs, Buddhism and the art of war; ”

How could Bei Tangyue not be moved by these words? She suddenly felt that the man in front of her was not so useless, and the master's words echoed in her mind: "Yue'er, you are very talented, and the head of Tianyun Pavilion will pass it on to you sooner or later, but you must remember that if you really meet a man you like, and he can die for you, you can go with him, so as not to regret it for the rest of your life." ”

"I promise to marry you. "Beitangyue didn't know why, the ghost sent the god to agree.

When Dongfang Ning Feng heard this, a mysterious smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he whispered in Beitangyue's ear: "The Buddha said that the person you buried with your own hands in your previous life is the person you want to marry in this life, are you right, my sister Yue." ”

Beitangyue woke up like a dream, her eyes instantly became cold, and she withdrew her hand, but it was too late, she had just agreed to marry him.