Chapter 163: Determination!

"I ...... I also feel that I have lost my image, haha~" Tu Liuhe laughed a few times, and the laughter was comfortable to put down the matter, and after closing the voice, he said seriously and non-refusal: "Remember, I owe you a life!"

Weng Ran was shocked by this sentence for a long time and didn't react, and the photo was already dragging her forward, "Why did you pick up a little rabbit?"

Weng Ran looked at her, forget it, don't argue with her, in this way, she is also at ease.

didn't continue to say more about this matter, looking at the little rabbit who was probing his brain, he would laugh inadvertently, "It's a little Laipi, it has to pester me." ā€

The two of them threw the corpses in their hands onto the pile of corpses as they spoke, and the big guys were discussing something on the other side.

Soon the corpses of the demons were disposed of and returned to Wanghuo.

The little rabbit has been taken into his arms in vain, for a while to pinch his ears, for a while to pull the rabbit's tail, for a while to study the three-petal mouth, and from time to time to rub it on the body, the lively elf rabbit was played with two straight eyes, has no power to resist.

Weng Ran really couldn't look at it, so he took the little rabbit back, "I said, haven't you ever raised a small animal?"

"I've raised it!" mentioned this matter, and the photo was a little sad, "It's a pity that those small animals are not in good health, and they always die of illness quickly, and then I don't raise them anymore." ā€

Weng Ran looked at her look of pity and regret, and really didn't know what expression to make.

At this moment, the feeling of thorns in his back came again, Weng Ran turned his head sharply to look, still no one was paying attention to him, and turned his head back in confusion.

"Love the disciple Weng Ran, but is it hurt?"

"I've seen the Lord of the Seven Peaks. Tu Liuying couldn't help but smile and took two steps to the side.

Weng Ran knew what she was laughing at, he loved the disciple Weng Ran, and the flesh was numb, but he still had to endure this flesh and numbness, and saluted Si Nanyin, "The disciple visits the master, the disciple only has some minor injuries on his body, Master Lao is worried, I don't know if the master is injured?"

"It's okay for the teacher, if you're fine, the master will be relieved. ā€

Si Nanyin patted her on the shoulder, "The war is chaotic, and the teacher can't protect you by your side, so don't blame the teacher." ā€

"The disciple only hopes not to cause trouble to the master, how can he have such a mind. ā€

"Good, what a good apprentice of the master. Si Nanyin's smile revealed his satisfaction with Weng Ran, and the atmosphere between the two was good, which attracted many disciples to cast envious glances at Weng Ran.

"I'm about to leave for my home, you can also relax, Master won't be here to accompany you. ā€

"Congratulations, Master. ā€

After Si Nanyin left, Tu Liuying came over with a smile, "Love apprentice~ I really envy my generation." ā€

Weng Ran flew over with a slap in the eye, "Fifth Senior Uncle personally accepted you to get started, and he also envied my generation." ā€

Unexpectedly, Tu Liuying said with suffering: "Believe me, if you know how the master taught me, you won't be envious." ā€

Seeing her appearance of suffering greatly, Weng Ran said in her heart: "It's better than me, my master who has never taught me." ā€

On the other side, Tao Ye reported to Fuji Yuhui what happened in the space of flowers, and Teng Yuhui was speechless for a while.

"Master, please give everyone a time to say goodbye. ā€

Fuji Yuhui nodded, those mandarin ducks who were messed up should indeed have an explanation for each other.

The news of parting ways came down, and it was very humane to give everyone time to say goodbye.

Weng Ran didn't have anyone to say goodbye to, and wanted to talk a few words of gossip with Tu Liuying, but the other party didn't know where to run, and was bored, when he heard some familiar voices, as if he had heard it somewhere.

It's not that she deliberately listened, but after the sea of spiritual consciousness was recast, her ear power was much better.

In the blink of an eye, it became clear that it was the pair in the space of flowers, and she still remembered that the man was very good at talking, and his coaxing kung fu was first-class.

At this time, I heard the man say sincerely and firmly: "Qingchen, when I go back to Master Ming, I will go to the Wuge to pick you up, and when the time comes, you and I will be fellow practitioners, and I will definitely live up to you." ā€

Hu Qingchen was moved to tears, and thought that she would agree, but after waiting for a long time, she said with some hesitation, "Yangfeng, I'...... I want to stay in Takekaku. The more he spoke, the lower his head became.

Sui Yangfeng looked surprised and said in disbelief: "You, you don't want to be with me?"

His expression was full of injury.

Hu Qingchen shook his head in a panic and denied it again and again, "No, no." ā€

"Why is that?"

Hun Qingchen took a deep breath, it seemed that she was preparing, and after three deep breaths, her eyes finally became firm, she mustered up all her courage, and the movement of reaching out was even a little stiff and reckless.

Grabbing Sui Yangfeng's hand hard, he looked at Sui Yangfeng with burning eyes, and said word by word, extremely clearly: "I want to be with you, so I want to stay in Wuge!"

Sui Yangfeng looked confused.

Xun Qingchen continued, maybe because of excessive nervousness, or excitement, her body was shaking.

"It's because I want to be with you, so I want to stay in the Martial Pavilion, in order to stand at the same height as you, with the same vision, to see the scenery of this world in the future.

Although I don't have any extraordinary talent in cultivation, but you said that it is the outer gate of the Martial Pavilion, I don't think I should be too inferior, I want to work hard, I want to grow, I want to have enough qualifications to stand by your side, not by your protection, but on an equal footing with you, on a par, I want to have the confidence that no one else can beak.

I'm not proficient in music, and I'm not good at musical instruments, although I'm a disciple of the outer sect of the Martial Pavilion, but the Martial Pavilion is very fair, and the inner disciple has more than us, that is, the master who is the master of the peak, and the others are treated equally, which is more suitable for me.

I—I hope you understand me!"

The wind stirred the messy hair on the sideburns, but it couldn't shake her determination.

Sui Yangfeng stared at her again and again, and her face was red when she looked at her, but she still insisted on not running away, not dodging, and her appearance was very cute.

Finally, Sui Yangfeng smiled, and the fist that Hun Qingchen had been clenching slowly loosened.

"You, what a surprise to me. Sui Yangfeng rubbed his head and said dotingly.

"You agree?"

The hand rubbing his head slid down to his face, and gently pinched a lump of fleshy little face, "Of course, Madame has such great ambition and confidence, how can my husband disagree, I want to be your backing, not to pull your hind legs." ā€

Hun Qingchen was like a delicate flower, so ashamed that he seemed to be able to pinch out the water, "Who is your wife, don't be ashamed." ā€

"Morning and evening, I called first. ā€

The two of them have sweet Weng Ran's sore teeth, but fortunately, one of them appeared, otherwise she would have drowned in someone else's sugar jar.

But looking at the person in front of him, Weng Ran almost choked to death in self-blame.

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