The steward's face was still uncertain and hesitant, but since his master had spoken, the consequences were not what he considered.

"Xu Ran's congratulatory gift is a marriage contract. The steward gasped for breath, and the whole person seemed to have a serious illness, and his body was a little weak.

The curious crowd was even more curious, as if they had not heard the name of the congratulatory gift.

Although Duan Qingge was sitting, his body instantly collapsed straight, and he looked like he was standing up. The whole face was not indifferent, and looked at Lin Peiru with inquiring eyes.

Lin Peiru beckoned, and the steward hurriedly handed him the black box, and then hurriedly returned to his place without even giving a salute. Nervously looking around.

Everyone was puzzled by the attitude of the steward, but what they were most concerned about at the moment was Lin Peiru's statement.

"It's still the same time, it's still those people. When I was thirty years old, when I met the old dean, when he ordered me, I made an oath to the dean. Lin Peiru took out a yellowed piece of paper in the box.

"If I give birth to a child in the future, I am willing to overcome obstacles for the disciples of the National Academy. If I give birth to a daughter in the future, I will marry a disciple of the National Academy and spend this life together. A short sentence, a few short words, into the ears of the people present, but it is like the Milky Way stars are woven and connected into a line, long and incredible.

Everyone looked at Lin Peiru in shock and subconsciously plucked out their ears.

"As long as the House of Nations takes out this piece of paper, the contents of the oath must be carried out immediately. ”

"No way!"

A decisive voice, a tone that does not hesitate at all. Duan Qingge couldn't help but stand up, and looked at Lin Peiru with cold eyes: "Xian'er's lifelong event can't be so hasty. ”

"I'm her father. ”

"Xian'er is the saintess of the Xuanji Holy Land. ”

"I'm her father. ”

"Xian'er represents the façade of my Xuanji Holy Land. ”

"I'm her father. ”

"Xian'er is a role model for the young cultivators in the world. ”

"I'm her father. ”

"You can't decide that way if you're his father!"

"That's right, but I'm her father. ”

Lin Peiru is always smiling, always four words. But these four words occupy all the great truths in the world.

The insect chirp was particularly noisy at this time, as if it was cheering for the brief argument between Duan Qingge and Lin Peiru. Everyone didn't come back to their senses, and they watched a battle of truths in a daze.

"No, I can't. ”

It was Xu Ran who spoke this time, his face was a little red, not ashamed, but angry.

Xu Ran remembered Ah Qing's instructions, remembered Lin Xian'er's age, remembered Lin Xian'er's appearance, and remembered a lot. The more I think about it, the more troubles I have. He found that Lin Peiru did not mention the content of the invitation to the birthday banquet at all, and Ah Qing's ambiguous attitude seemed to be his troubles, unwilling to think, unwilling to guess, and unwilling to care.

A group of dull eyes shifted from the angry Duan Qingge to Xu Ran's.

Lin Peiru's gaze was scrutinizing, staring at Xu Ran's eyes, waiting for the explanation.

Xu Ran took a deep breath, looked solemn, saluted Lin Peiru for a long time, and when he got up again, the redness on his face had faded: "I don't agree." ”

Duan Qingge turned around angrily, his eyes changed back and forth with indifference and murderous aura, staring at Xu Ran deadly.

What kind of thing is he?

When will it be his turn to agree to Xian'er's matter?

When it comes to today's younger generation, who dares to fold Lin Xian'er's face!

If it weren't for Xu Ran's "I don't agree", Duan Qingge would definitely not be regarded as a spectator.

The sluggish eyes seemed to be awakened by Xu Ran's words, their eyes widened incredibly, staring at this thin body tightly, and then staring at his delicate face, seeing his solemn expression.

He doesn't agree?

The breath of the people present was a little short, and they suddenly tasted the taste of the steward before announcing the congratulatory gift.

This feeling is like someone suddenly becoming holy in front of you, but the person who is key to sanctification is still a mortal one second, and the next second is standing on the top of the continent.

It can't be described in words, because in front of Lin Xian'er, few cultivators in the world are willing to say these four words.

Lin Peiru's gaze changed from scrutiny to coldness, and he asked unhurriedly, "Do you know what you're talking about?"

"I disagree. ”

"Xian'er is the saintess of the Xuanji Holy Land. ”

"I disagree. ”

"Xian'er's appearance is compared to Lord Ye of Shenlongwei, and Ye Yuling of the inner courtyard of the National Courtyard is not bad at all. ”

"I disagree. ”

"Xian'er represents my face, and I represent Wu Zhou's face. ”

"I disagree. ”

Those eyes looking at Xu Ran gradually became complicated, and the corners of everyone's mouths twitched.

Although Duan Qingge wanted to kill Xu Ran on the spot, he was secretly relieved in his heart. It is said that among Lin Xian'er's countless suitors, Duan Qingge's temper is the hottest, if anyone is disrespectful to Lin Xian'er and says something unpleasant, he doesn't mind sending you to see the saint.

Right now, because of his identity and the face of Wu Zhou of the National Court, he had to suppress his anger.

As for the other four people at the same table, their expressions were different at this time.

Dian Qi looked at Xu Ran with surprise on his face, Tang Kai frowned, Li Shenji's generals had strange expressions, only He Luo had a smile on his face, as if he had long expected Xu Ran to say this.

The scene was quiet for a while, and even the insects were oppressed by the invisibly strange atmosphere.

"I'll give you one more chance to reorganize the language. ”

Xu Ran picked up a glass of wine on the table and drank it in one gulp: "I don't agree." ”

"You don't have a choice. ”

"Why?"

"Because you're a student of the Academy. ”

"I have hands, feet, and thoughts, I can cry, laugh, jump, I am me, I am Xu Ran. ”

"Oh. But you're still a student at the Academy. ”

"Why. ”

"There's no why, and there's no justification. Your life is given by the House of Nations. The content on the paper was agreed by the old dean, my daughter is Lin Xian'er, you are Xu Ran, Xu Ran of the National Academy. ”

Xu Ran really didn't understand the meaning of these words, was it an explanation? Was it an answer for him? If so, he was really disappointed.

"What if I'm not a student of the Academy?"

Lin Peiru suddenly narrowed his eyes: "You can try, I believe that many people are willing to stand up for Xian'er." ”

"I'm going to die if I don't say yes, right?"

Lin Peiru did not answer.

"What if she doesn't say yes?"

"She won't disagree, I'm her father, I gave birth to her, I say what. ”

"You are such a good father. ”

"Not only am I a good father, I'm also a man who keeps his promises. ”

Xu Ran picked up the wine jug on the table, drank a pot of wine, the whole person was shaky, a wine burp, a smell of wine rose to the sky, he used his aura, and he also moved the real fire.

"I want to try!"