That expression, the surprise was overflowing, as if a bunch of spirit stones had fallen from the sky and happened to fall into his pocket.

But then, he saw her quickly hide her joy, and then looked at him with a straight face and said—

"You are so far away from Lin Qinghan, you want me to marry you, unless you defeat Lin Qinghan in the Seven Sects Competition!"

Chu Yanshu narrowed her eyes slightly, thinking back to all kinds of things in her mind since she met, and she had been trying all kinds of ways to get her to cultivate.

Could it be that the damn Heavenly Dao couldn't persecute him, and sent her to lure him to cultivate?

Thinking about it, he suddenly stopped angry.

Chu Yanshu hooked the corners of his lips slightly, with a shallow smile in his eyes, and opened his mouth with fighting spirit,

"Okay, then I must cultivate diligently, and I must defeat Lin Qinghan in the competition of the Seven Sects."

Sang Luo looked at Chu Yanshu and waited for a long time without waiting for the sound of the system in his mind.

Big pig's trotters!

I didn't have any fighting spirit!

He didn't want to defeat Lin Qinghan and marry her at all!

Then why didn't this dog divorce her?

Chu Yanshu collected the fleeting disappointment and anger in Sang Luo's eyes, and the smile in his eyes deepened.

Looks like you guessed right!

Sang Luo looked at Chu Yanshu and smiled, and snorted lightly,

"If it's okay, you can go."

Chu Yanshu raised his eyebrows lightly and reminded her,

"This is my room."

Sang Luo choked, stood up and was about to leave.

Chu Yanshu grabbed her wrist again.

Sang Luo turned his head,

"What?!"

What does this big pig's trotter want to do?

Chu Yanshu looked at her,

"You seem to have forgotten something."

Only then did Sang Luo remember and said to him,

"It's none of your business, just stay honest."

Chu Yanshu turned his head,

"Do you want to take Song Qingyun with you?"

From the moment she made Zhang Jianting a bodyguard today, he knew what she wanted to do.

A personal disciple led a group of monks from a small sect to confront the Danyin Sect, they could not admit it, and it was too easy to offend people, and it was easy for them to be punished in the end.

And Su Changluo is very likely not to care about these details.

But she cares.

So she wanted to blow it up, using Zhang Jianting's force to blow up the people who spread rumors.

And what about Chu Yanshu... He seemed to have guessed who the person spreading the rumors was.

He knew too well who hated Xuanyuanzong to the bone, so he wanted to destroy Xuanyuanzong.

Sang Luo nodded, knowing that Chu Yanshu guessed it and didn't care, he simply continued to despise his cultivation,

"Of course, can I take you there anyway?"

Chu Yanshu was not annoyed, but just nodded as a matter of course,

"Indeed, I think I am more useful than Song Qingyun."

Sang Luo looked at him the same way, and said with disgust,

"Don't you have any self-knowledge?"

Chu Yanshu raised his eyebrows,

"I saved you under Ning Xi in the late Yuan Infant period, can Song Qingyun do it?"

Sanglu: "........"

It seems to be.... No!

Gan!

“………”

That night, Sang Luo and Chu Yanshu sat quietly in the canopy of the Yuejian tree outside the city.

The full moon hangs high, and on the side are clusters of white evening flowers, glowing with a faint fragrance.

The light shines through the layers of flowers and leaves, sprinkling on the light cyan clothes of the two people, reflecting the appearance of moonlight.

Zhang Jianting was carrying the sword, Su Shiyi was dragging people, and the two brothers and sisters were walking on the field.

Su Shiyi's face was expressionless,

"Senior brother, why don't we Edgeworth?"