The remaining three people were Chang Yingying, whom Shen Xunyi knew, and two other male cultivators who didn't know.

Chang Yingying did not hide her appearance, at this time, she was gentle and gentle, and it was rare to have a little relaxing years in this demon cave.

That's what her temperament brings.

Jiang Minzhi, who had undisguised his disgust on his face, had already spoken in disgust at this time, "Tell you to go to Luoqiu Mountain by yourself, and you will make this embarrassing appearance?"

Familiar voices, familiar reprimands.

More white teachers than white teachers.

Shen Xunyi stuck out his tongue, "I really went to Luoqiu Mountain with a proper sword, don't blame me, you can just ask, I suffered an unwarranted disaster." Shen Xunyi stretched out his hand and pointed at Xie Fan.

Jiang Minzhi snorted, noncommittal.

Shen Xunyi also pouted lazily.

Then suddenly a porcelain vase was thrown in front of him.

It almost hit her in the face.

Jiang Minzhi had already turned his back.

Knife mouth.

Shen Xun sneered, and smeared a little of the plaster inside to his wrist.

Chang Yingying and the other two monks were all from Luoqiu Mountain, and they had already gathered around Xie Fan at this time.

Yun drunk's head ached faintly again, this time it was not urgent, nor angry, it was an instinctive pain in the body.

It stands to reason that this original owner was born in the south since he was a child, and the south eats good water to nourish people, and it is true that the body is delicate, but it is not weak.

She is a southerner who has never been sick all year round, and she is aware of the antique fragrance around her, Mei Xiang Zhuoran, Yun Drunk and contemplating her eyebrows, could it be because the human physique has not yet developed at this time?

When I woke up, I had already explored this ancient world with the memory of the original owner, but thinking of this, it made Yun drunk and cry without tears.

But now it's the north, it's the north. Even if not everything, she was able to fully transition from the memory of the original owner.

But she could perceive that all the joys or sorrows of the original owner were just the old people in the south.

The north, a place that almost does not exist in the impression, is like a blank white painting, and all the footprints are still only imprinted by her now.

"Xiaoxi ——" Yun Zui was thinking about it, and a middle-aged man with a loving smile appeared in front of the hall, and the person who came was Yun Zui's father, Yun Xun.

Yun Zui broke off his thoughts, looked up, and couldn't help but smile on his face, it was his father who came.

Yun Zui was originally a very reserved and reserved woman, but the original owner's father was really cute. She just couldn't control herself a little.

Yun drunk is sixteen years old, but Yun Xun, a middle-aged father, does not look old at all, and it is said that when a man reaches middle age, accompanied by a deep voice and hard wrinkle lines, it is the time when the maturity charm is the most amazing. Yun Xun's masculinity seems to be a little pitiful, because he has a fair complexion and no wrinkles.

He is more of a refreshing and wise breath that seems to be formed by the sky, his body is steady and long, but the outline seems to be soft and gentle, and he occasionally speaks humorously, but he is not a crepe girl. Spirituality is a very important thing.

Yun Xun strode forward, took off the hair on his shoulders and turned around and handed it to the maid, on which was a thick layer of messy hexagonal snowflakes, which shook off with his large movements.

"Why is Dad free?", Yun Zui couldn't help but ask. In the days since he came back, Father Yun was all elusive, so busy that he could hardly see a shadow.

However, she could roughly guess that he, as the second master of a family like the Yun family, had spent so many years in the south with Mica and had never returned, and the intimate relationship maintained only by letters had to be communicated and taken care of.

Yun Xun went over and touched his daughter's head, looked at the two Xuan'er in the center of her daughter's soft hair, smiled and diverted the topic.

"Konishi, how is your body feeling today?"

Now that the Shen family came to the door so quickly to propose marriage and sent a dowry gift, this was really something he didn't expect. In a trance, faintly a little caught off guard.

When he sees his daughter, he easily thinks of his deceased wife, but even if he touches the scene, he can't help but be sad, and he hopes that his daughter can stay by his side for a longer time.

But Xiaoxi is indeed a big girl, how can he accompany him, a half-old man, to become an old girl.

Xiaoxi, like his wife, has two hair on top of his head. It is said that the girl with two Xuan'er on her head has a wild temperament and a bad temper, but Xiaoxi is not like this, her temperament is outrageous and clear-sighted.

But maybe it's in exchange for not having a bad temper and not being bad.,Konishi is known for his stubbornness in some things.。 It's very rare to change the things that you have identified, and you have to think clearly about the things you have identified.

Yun Zui's smile flashed quietly, Xiaoxi was her nickname. Simply and directly taken from the left side of the word "drunk", obviously it is a "unitary" word, but the girl's house has to be called a good picture, so it is replaced by "west". Fortunately, my mother and father are still really witty.

"My daughter is much better. Dad hasn't answered his daughter's question yet. ”

Yun Xun laughed, why did he still hold on to this question. He took out a piece of paper from his sleeve robe, lifted it and sat on the soft cushion. Look at Yun Drunk.

He didn't know much about his daughter's attitude towards the marriage with the Shen family, which was still settled with the Shen family's younger siblings when his wife was pregnant with Xiaoxi.

After so many years, things are not people, but both of them are gone. The Shen family is much more complicated than the Yun family, and this Shen family's eldest son, Shen Tingchi, is the only continuation of the lifeline of the two of them.

It was a promise back then, and it is still today.

"Konishi wants to know about your future husband?"

Hearing this, Yun Zui frowned suspiciously, and looked at Father Yun in confusion. Does it have anything to do with this?

She nodded half-hesitantly.

Outside the hall, the snowflakes kept falling, and the eaves of the quaint old house were piled up layer by layer, and the blooming plums and red plums were still proud, but the brown-green branches were slightly curled. The tea in the room is fragrant, several fireplaces are placed in the corners of the house, and the charcoal stove mud is on fire.

Yun Zui originally listened to Yun Xun about his marriage, saying that her fiancé Shen Tingchi, she was actually not too concerned, she could detect the deep love of the original owner's parents for their daughter.

So I shouldn't really send myself into a bad situation.

But it doesn't hurt to listen to it, since the marriage is set by the parents, sooner or later you can't escape, and if you want to marry, you can also marry happily.

Although she is not really drunk, she is the daughter of Yun's father and mica. They didn't love "the life of their parents and the words of the matchmaker".

Of course, she didn't see much of the matchmaker's words.

I always feel that the matchmaker is like a modern salesman, with a sharp mouth and a cliché, anyway, the employer is smiling and satisfied. The eight characters of the birthday, the eight sides are exquisite, and they will definitely say an auspicious wish.

However, if it was the words of her drunken parents, she thought, she could still listen to it.