Chapter Seventy-Seven: Matchmaking

But my neck looking up to the sky was really a little sore, and I heard the sigh of the great fairy with a deep face next to me, and then a cold eye slashed up and down at me, and I felt the coldness of my head.

"You haven't even noticed?" the great fairy lowered his eyebrows, even though he grabbed my hand and slowly held it up, a strand of black hair hanging down the sideburns gently glided down the back of my hand, and suddenly my heart was cloudy.

The cuffs were lifted by him like this, but unexpectedly, I saw a thick and long red thread tied to the wrist, shining brightly, I dragged along the thread, and the wrist of the great fairy at that end was naturally lifted up by Shunli.

If it weren't for the fact that this is the cultivation of feelings that the god of a thousand people said? I suddenly realized that this trick of the god is indeed difficult to guess, and it is difficult to guess tightly!

"I'm going to go to the god and ask him to untie it for us. I smiled dryly, and hurriedly asked for an arrow step into the Cloud Diversion Palace, but who didn't expect that I would be pulled by brute force somewhere, and then pulled me back.

I looked behind me and bumped into the shallow eyes of the great god.

"This is the red thread woven by the feathers of the phoenix, and it is the top grade in the red line, how can it be that you and I can solve it. The Great Immortal's eyebrows were slightly relaxed, and he looked up at me solemnly, and said with a solemn expression, "This red line is very expensive, if you go to the master like this, according to his temperament, I am afraid that I will really leave you with broken bones and ashes to pay off the debt." ”

I looked at him in a daze, shook my head in confusion, and said miserably, "I don't have any money......

The great fairy's eyes were cold, and he immediately smiled dumbly, and with a flick of his finger fell on my forehead, he replied helplessly, "You!"

"This red thread will weaken in a few days, and then it can be unraveled. With a wave of his sleeve, he hid the red thread under his sleeve, hid his shape, and walked with his hands on his own.

I looked at him with clear and resentful eyes, and muttered softly in the spirit of inquiry, "How many days?"

Seeing that he was about to arrive at the gate of Zhaoyun Palace, the great immortal turned around and looked at me solemnly with thick eyebrows, his face was quite unpleasant, "Are you so anxious?"

"No hurry, no hurry. I forced myself to be calm, and quickly smiled and greeted him dryly. He's not in a hurry, I'm in a hurry.

Admittedly, he was not in much of a hurry.

In a blink of an eye, I have been in this Zhaoyun Hall for more than three days, although I accompany him to add ink and make tea and meditate on weekdays, but due to the length of this red line, it is inconvenient for me to go back to live in my serious small courtyard, so I also moved this food and accommodation into this Zhaoyun Palace. I thought that with the great immortal, which is comparable to the immortal art of Beichuan craftsmanship, he can open up a good place for me to calm my nerves, but who expected him to glance at me, and the cloud breeze gently brushed his sleeves, only turning into a bamboo rattan bed and a screen, standing alone in his dormitory.

After a day, I asked him for a comfortable mattress because the slats were too hard, and he nodded in response.

One day later, I asked him for a bed curtain again, on the grounds that there were too many insects and mosquitoes at night, and he ignored me, raised his eyebrows, and answered me again.

The next day, I asked him for a thicker bedding, because it was a little cold at night, and I had to cover it more so that I wouldn't catch a cold in the night.

He was holding a brush to approve the official documents, and his hand movements were certain, frowning between his eyebrows, and he looked at me with long eyes, looking a little helpless.

I saw that the momentum of this guy was quite remarkable, so I quickly changed my words, "It's okay, it's okay, it's colder." ”

"My bed, give it to you. He whispered abruptly.

I was stunned for a moment, but my round eyes turned to him and I threw my eyes at him, and he continued to bury his head in the official document and no longer talk to me.

I pinched the red thread that was firmly tied around my wrist, and somehow, I felt that he was so good, and suddenly my cheeks were warm, as if I was in the pink sunset reflecting the sky.

He was Nanqi Zhan, and I looked at his arrogant frowning eyebrows faintly. That's right, this is the first time I've felt that even if he is Nan Qizhan, it's not so annoying.