A granddaughter?

The young man almost fell into the lake, and his face turned red.

"The seniors don't want to make fun of the juniors, how can the marriage event be so casual. ”

Jiang Xiaoman looked at Qinglian Sword Immortal with a defensive expression, and always felt that this old man who called himself Qinglian was a little demonic.

Qinglian Sword Immortal turned around, looked at the young man, and said with a smile: "Why? Unwillingly, my granddaughter is the most brilliant pearl of Kyushu in this life, and she must be the leader on the "Kyushu Rouge List" in this life. If it weren't for the pleasing look at you, little guy, where would it be cheaper for you!"

I have to say that Qinglian Sword Immortal's aura is very strong, like a mountain.

Even if he stared at Jiang Xiaoman so casually, he couldn't help but make the young man dare not look directly at him.

Turning his head, Jiang Xiaoman whispered: "In this way, the younger generation will be even more unfavored by the seniors." ”

Qinglian Sword Immortal stepped forward with a green jade wine cup, patted Jiang Xiaoman's shoulder, and said with a smile: "There are not many descendants like you who are as humble as you, you can afford it, you can afford it." ”

"The younger generation has a heart!" Jiang Xiaoman turned his head and looked directly at the Qinglian Sword Immortal boldly.

Qinglian Sword Immortal was slightly stunned, stared at the young man for a long time, thoughtfully, took a sip of the elixir in the cup, and asked with a smile: "In this world, the big husband walks in the world, who is not three wives and four concubines, even if it is the emperor of the Five Domains, the giant of the rivers and lakes, it is also like this." Xiaoman, do you think my granddaughter is not worthy of you?"

"It's not about whether it's worthy or not!" Jiang Xiaoman couldn't help but feel slightly annoyed, feeling that this old man had come from so many crooked reasons.

If it weren't for the mother's instructions before going out to help the old and the young in the rivers and lakes, if it weren't for the fact that he really couldn't beat this stinky old man.

At this moment, I really want to use my fists to teach Qinglian Sword Immortal to be an old man!

"How's that?"

Qinglian Sword Immortal had a playful face, and there was a light flashing in his eyes.

After a little silence, Jiang Xiaoman spoke softly and said seriously: "As the seniors said, the men of Kyushu have been proud of their three wives and four concubines since ancient times, but the younger generations dare not agree. People, there is only one heart, a lifetime, a flower and a leaf, and only the next person. Like my father, in this life, I spoil my mother alone, and my husband and wife love each other, which is the real wanton life. ”

"Well said!" Qinglian Sword Immortal laughed, couldn't help clapping, stroked his beard, and said with a solemn face: "In this way, if my granddaughter marries you, the old man can be completely relieved!"

Jiang Xiaoman held his forehead with his hand, very speechless.

Could it be that what he said was not clear enough, or that the old man pretended to be confused.

It's been said so clearly, and it's still so unrelenting.

Jiang Xiaoman frowned, and said word by word: "Senior, I mean, the younger generation has a heart!"

"I know!" Qinglian Sword Immortal shrugged his shoulders, his expression was a little lazy, and he spread his hands and said: "What does it matter, I believe that after you see my granddaughter, you will not say this." If you want me to see, your heart belongs far worse than my granddaughter!"

Jiang Xiaoman was so angry with the old man that he couldn't help but contradict it: "If it is as good as the predecessors said, your granddaughter should not worry about getting married." I met my predecessors just in Pingshui, and my cultivation was low, how could I be worthy of the pearl in the palm of my predecessors!"

"Worthy, worthy!" Qinglian Sword Immortal's white eyebrows trembled slightly, and his expression was solemn: "Jiang Xiaoman, if I say, if you really marry my granddaughter, Kyushu will definitely respect you in this world, but you can create a peerless hegemony that your ancestor Jiang Shennong has never created, and your descendants can enjoy the luck of Kyushu alone for seven thousand years?"

The old man's tone was not small, but it made the young man feel an undoubted convincing in his heart.

It seems that he really married the granddaughter who he said in this life and this life can be the top in the "Kyushu Rouge List".

Kyushu, on the other hand, can easily be included in its own pocket.

People are ambitious, but they are big or small.

It can be thousands of silver wealth, and it can be a city and a pool.

It can be a beautiful woman in a city, and it can be an opportunity to ask for immortals.

For this reason, some people are obsessed with the rivers and lakes, some people are indulged in temples, and there are even immortals who go down to earth to cherish the red dust.

A lifetime, no matter what you want.

Yu Hongchen fought for the crossing, after all, he couldn't escape the word ambition.

Jiang Xiaoman is just a vigorous young man, and he is naturally ambitious.

is somewhat influenced by Daddy and Uncle Eleven.

Don't ask for immortals, don't ask for immortals, don't dominate the temples of rivers and lakes.

All you want is a lifetime of freedom.

Don't bend your waist for the red dust of the world, and there is no one in the world who can be restrained.

The love of the heart is always with you, and your loved ones and best friends can be sheltered.

But if you want to be free, there is a price.

First of all, you have to stand on top of your life.

How tall does it have to be?

It's probably enough to be as high as the Venerable of a Domain.

Of course, if it can be the honor of Kyushu, it will undoubtedly be better.

It's like when I left Fancheng, after a period of time without money, I finally got the silver well.

Jiang Xiaoman gradually understood this truth.

The world is as carefree as Kunpeng, and the sea is free.

It must be like a Kunpeng, with the vast strength of swallowing dragons and eating phoenixes.

Kyushu is respected, and it is really tempting enough.

It's hard work, and that's all you want.

There's no one who doesn't want to take shortcuts.

Jiang Xiaoman's eyes flashed like fire.

Obviously, it was only the first time to meet this old man who called himself Qinglian, but he was able to make himself believe in it.

He shook his head vigorously and expelled some thoughts that he shouldn't have.

"The current Kyushu is very good!" Pressing the throbbing in his heart, Jiang Xiaoman stared at Qinglian Sword Immortal's eyes that turned silver at some point, and said calmly: "Five directions and five domains, hundreds of millions of people, all I want is to have a smooth wind and rain, and my descendants will be well-buried, so that I can live a few more days of peace." ”

Qinglian Sword Immortal stood there, gradually losing his smile, without any expression, like a sculpture.

The silver under his eyes became more and more bright, he looked at the young man, and said coldly: "Jiang Xiaoman, you must know that in this world, no one has dared to disobey me like this, and he will be respected in one life and above all sentient beings. Don't you wonder who the old man is? Don't you wonder why the old man has such an arrogant tone and dares to say that he thinks my granddaughter's dowry is taken from the whole of Kyushu?"

"Curious! How could I not be curious! To be honest, I am still a little ignorant, why my predecessors appeared in front of me so suddenly, and why I appeared so inexplicably in this Sumeru world. Jiang Xiaoman replied, smiled softly, shrugged his shoulders, turned to look at the vast lake, and grinned: "There is a stupid and greedy dead girl who often says that I am stupid, maybe I am stupid! But although I am stupid, I also understand a truth, living in this world, the more you know, the more tired you will live." The more curious, the more so. So senior, I don't want to live too tired!"

Qinglian Sword Immortal sighed for no reason, shook his head, and said with a dumb smile: "Many years ago, I made a bet with an old immortal. Earlier, I thought I had won. Now it seems that I lost. ”

Jiang Xiaoman's expression was stunned, a little confused, feeling that the old man was incoherent, and he didn't know what to do.

With a wave of the Qinglian Sword Immortal's sleeve robe, the Twelve-Leaf Lotus Platform jumped up on the vast lake and soared straight into the nine heavens.

Before he could react, Jiang Xiaoman only felt a flower in front of him.

When I opened my eyes again, I was already in the vast galaxy.

In the galaxy, there is the sun, moon and stars shining together.

The green lotus is in front, and the twelve lotus leaves are majestic.

The old man who claimed to be the Qinglian Sword Immortal bathed in the starry sky, and looked at the corner of the young man's mouth: "Jiang Xiaoman, it doesn't matter if you don't understand, you will understand soon." ”

"Senior......" Jiang Xiaoman opened his mouth to say something.

Before he could say anything, he noticed that the stars around him were rapidly retreating.

Faster and faster, more and more enjoyable.

In an instant, it was almost impossible to see the green lotus that was still close at hand and the old man above the green lotus.

Immediately, a scroll wrapped in a blood-colored ancient sword flew out from Qinglian and fell into Jiang Xiaoman's hand.

The corners of Qinglian Sword Fairy's mouth opened and closed, as if he was saying something.

The boy knows lip language and can understand a general idea.

The old man seemed to be saying to himself, "Give back your sword...... My granddaughter. ”

The stars rotate too fast, Jiang Xiaoman can't look at it too clearly, he can only see it roughly.

Vaguely, the old man seemed to still say the word 'the world'.

......

A sword roar woke the boy from his sleep.

Jiang Xiaoman covered his slightly aching head and looked around blankly.

Suddenly, I remembered that I seemed to have had a long dream.

Or maybe it's not a dream at all.

Turning over and sitting up, on the cliff not far in front of him, a deep sword cave with a long and deep edge came into view, as if he wanted to remind the young man of something.

I don't know why, obviously my body is full of qi, as if I have endless energy, but my mind has an indescribable tiredness.

Jiang Xiaoman couldn't help frowning, such a state had never been seen before.

Suddenly, the tip of my finger touched something.

Almost subconsciously picked up the things in his hands.

At this moment, the young man's already frowning brows became more and more wrinkled.

It was a scroll of paintings, wrapped in thin silver threads.

In the middle of the scroll, the ancient sword Zhuxian wrapped a yellowed paper and fell to the ground.

It is more appropriate to say that it is not so much a page as an animal skin.

Jiang Xiaoman sat cross-legged, put the scroll and the Zhuxian Sword on his knees, and picked up the piece of animal skin paper.

The page is as thin as a cicada's wings, and there are only a hundred words on it.

But for a young man who has just entered the way of the sword, every word is a pearl.

The first word entered the eyes, and in the ears, a voice sounded, vicissitudes of life but not lost peace.

It was like thunder, echoing in Jiang Xiaoman's mind.

"Xiaoman, this is "Qinglian Sword Song", which is created by the old man who has observed and comprehended the world's tens of millions of sword Taoist calendars. ”

"The old man still has something to ask for, wait for him to enter Northern Qin, see my granddaughter, if she is in trouble, I hope to help one or two. ”

The boy held the page for a long time, feeling a little incredible.

As I thought, it wasn't a dream.

But since it wasn't a dream, where did the world in the lake and the Qinglian Sword Immortal go?

Suddenly, Jiang Xiaoman thought of something, quickly got up, and lifted the corner of his clothes to take a look.

Sure enough, I saw that in the young man's dantian, there was a cyan lotus platform attached to it, like a tattoo.

It's just that the lotus platform is empty.

The old man standing on the lotus platform did not know where he had gone.

Stuffing the pages of paper into his arms, Jiang Xiaoman unfolded the scroll in his hand, quite curious about what the granddaughter in the mouth of the Qinglian Sword Immortal looked like.

When he saw the woman on the scroll, the young man was messy, and he couldn't help but say, "It's her?!"