"Miss, what's wrong with you?" Xingyun hurried to Yuan Sirong's face.

Xingyun has known Yuan Sirong in the past few years, he has never seen her like this, in Xingyun's impression, Yuan Sirong has always been happy and lively, and recently because of the gift of cheats, the fifteen-year-old boy felt a little hazy love, although Xingyun does not understand very well, but Yuan Sirong's feelings for himself, he himself is very clear, every time he touches the cheats, what he feels is not the thin thickness, but the affection recorded bit by bit in the past two years.

Although that cheats book caused Xingyun a lot of trouble at the beginning, and even almost made him go crazy! But now, the benefits of this cheats are becoming more and more apparent. With the weakening of that rope-like sense of true qi restraint, the internal strength in the same period of time increased a lot more than before.

But Yuan Sirong's identity has always been a big pimple in Xingyun's heart, after all, Xingyun knows that he looks average, although his body is sturdy and his height is not low, but his martial arts are really poor, even if he is studying with Master Mu Lianzi now, it will take a long time to succeed. So Xingyun has always felt that he is not worthy of Yuan Sirong.

Although Yuan Sirong looks average, it is not ugly, Yuan Sirong belongs to the kind of girl who is very attractive and forbidden to watch. Some girls may look amazing at a glance, but in fact, they can't help but look closely. Yuan Sirong is completely different, and Yuan Sirong is not cowardly at all, very innocent and natural, although her figure is a little fat, but with her natural and innocent expression, there is a feeling of pearl and jade.

Xingyun and Yuan Sirong have been together for a long time, so in Xingyun's eyes, the eldest lady Yuan Sirong is actually very good-looking, and she also likes her, but she just doesn't dare to express it, because Xingyun knows that even if he expresses it, he can't change any facts, unless his martial arts are the leader of the younger generation, then it is possible. So Xingyun is really envious of the genius qualifications of his junior brother Xingjun now.

Xingyun forcibly suppressed these unhappy thoughts, squatted down, and asked softly, "Miss, what's wrong with you?" Why are you crying so sadly? ”

Yuan Sirong stopped her tears: lowered her head and said softly: "Can't you just call me Sirong?" Why do you keep calling me Miss? ”

Xingyun said with a somewhat gloomy expression: "Miss, I ............"

Xingyun was speechless for a while, how could he be willing to call Yuan Sirong "Miss"? Every time the "eldest lady" is showing Xingyun's slight inferiority, Xingyun has little contact with people in Qingcheng, in the past two years, the only girl who has really come into contact is Yuan Sirong, two years of playmates, the only girl, this has deeply planted seeds in Xingyun's heart, and when Yuan Sirong gave the cheats, he has already shown a very clear understanding of his own intentions, even if he is a young Xingyun, he also understands the feelings.

Xingyun was just thinking, if he really practiced hard with Master Mu Lianzi, even if he practiced by himself, he would not be young, I don't know if Yuan Sirong could wait until that time?

Just when Xingyun was gloomy, Yuan Sirong looked at Xingyun with red and swollen eyes and whispered, "I'm going to get married." ”

Xingyun only felt as if a thunderbolt came down from the sky, his ears were hazy, and in an instant, his head was in chaos, and only a voice kept echoing in his head, "How can this be?" How so? ”

Yuan Sirong saw Xingyun's deeply shocked appearance, and her heart couldn't help but feel a sourness, and tears flowed down her eyes again.

Xingyun grabbed Yuan Sirong's hands, tightly, as if she would fly in the air at any time, and kept repeating: "Why is this happening?" Why is this happening? ”

Xingyun has completely lost his normal thinking at this time, and will only keep repeating, in recent days, Xingyun sometimes always thinks about whether he and Yuan Sirong will have a future, but the conclusion he gets is - "no"! The reason is that Xingyun's own martial arts are low, and he can't attract the attention of any elders in Qingcheng.

There is no chance at all, Xingyun can only escape by himself, don't think about it carefully, only pay attention to the present, and excuse himself: "There is nothing I can do if my martial arts are not good, it is all caused by the environment, even if I don't complain about my Muwu master, it is not all because I can't do it." ”

But this kind of self-consolation was shattered when Mu Lianzi appeared and accepted Xingyun and Xingjun as disciples. Xingjun's daily journey and his own worthless progress made Xingyun have no excuse to escape from reality.

Now, Yuan Sirong came to tell him that he was going to get married, and Xingyun was finally smashed by even the last trace of luck, so he kept asking, "Why, why?" ”

Yuan Sirong was pinched by Xingyun's hand and felt more and more painful, and couldn't help but snort softly: "Yun, it hurts me so much from your hand." ”

Although Yuan Sirong's voice was very soft, listening to Xingyun's ears made his chaotic head sober up a lot, and when he heard this, he hurriedly let go of his hand, only to see that Yuan Sirong's two white wrists each had a dark purple trace, which was obviously caught by Xingyun.

Xingyun was so distressed that he couldn't care about anything, and reached out to gently rub Yuan Sirong's wrist that was scratched by him.

Just as Xingyun was massaging Yuan Sirong's wrist, a faint flush appeared on Yuan Sirong's face. Seeing Xingyun so anxious about herself, Yuan Sirong's heart was very happy, and her heart and wrists felt warm, but as soon as she remembered that she was about to get married, Yuan Sirong's heart suddenly cooled.

Xingyun carefully massaged Yuan Sirong's wrist, raised his head, looked at Yuan Sirong's slowly pale little face, his heart was really sore, stabilized his emotions, and asked in a low voice: "Si, Sirong, what is going on, who are you going to marry?" Why, exactly? ”

When Yuan Sirong heard that Xingyun finally changed his name to "Sirong" instead of "Miss", a burst of joy and sourness hit her heart at the same time. I'm glad that Xingyun finally stopped calling himself "Miss" as a cold title, but the sour thing is that this "Sirong" came too late, and it was only a little more than a day away from Qingcheng Dabi, and then everything would have changed, and it would be irretrievable.

Yuan Sirong thought of this, and replied sadly: "Yun, do you know the Huashan faction? ”