Li An walked into the Huaqing Palace, and heard He Jiong muttering to himself: "Evil Gate, is there really a feng shui in the world that will make a woman get a peach blossom debt?" Before Li An could speak, Lu Shifeng said outside the door: "One life, two luck, three feng shui, four merits and five studies." [Ran^Text^Library] [ ] The small feng shui environment of the place of residence does have some influence on people, but it is not the main one. I knew Guan Yuer earlier than you, what kind of person she is, you know it in your heart. ”

"What kind of person is she? Watery poplar, slut!" He Jiong's eyes were red, like madness, and a good gilt sandalwood long table was lifted up by him and shattered.

The green tendons on the back of Lu Shifeng's hand loomed, he took a deep breath, and said: "He leper head, keep your mouth clean, she doesn't feel sorry for you at all! You sit in the hallway, you don't come out for decades, she is alone in the Huaqing Palace, closed the door to thank guests, have you ever had half a complaint? At that time, Hu Bugui was sitting in the Netherworld Palace, how powerful was the Demon Sect? Hu Bugui broke through the Taiyi Mountain Gate, she guarded the Biyou Palace, waiting for rescue, where were you? Where were you when she was seriously injured and unconscious and was taken away? Do you know what happened to the female disciple who was captured by the Demon Sect?"

"That's enough!" He Jiongtie blushed and picked up a vase, Li An thought he was going to be angry and throw things again, but suddenly, He Jiong hugged the vase and cried, tears flowing, very sad.

Li An looked at the vase, which was painted with snow-white moonlight, a red plum tree, and a few lines of small words next to it: "Who folds the south branch and the bush, the beauty is the same as the plum." There are flowers and no leaves, it is really chic, and it does not borrow light red from rouge. should not be promised, marry the spring breeze, and the heavenly religion snow moon is accompanied by exquisiteness. The pond is sparse and lonely, how like a horizontal oblique wine cup. "These handwriting is very beautiful, and it should be written by a woman.

For a while, no one knew what to say, and Lu Shifeng thought of the woman who was as sparse and faint as a plum blossom and as gorgeous as a dream, and he was also sad. In the entire Huaqing Palace, I heard He Jiong crying loudly and whimpering, so sad.

Li An and He Jiong's emotions calmed down slightly, and he respectfully stepped forward to salute, explained his intentions, took out Feng Qingyan's Heavenly Ring, and handed it over with both hands.

He Jiong looked at the Heavenly Rings, and then looked at the letter of appointment, his face was cloudy, his complexion changed several times in a row, and he suddenly sighed and said: "Feng Qingyan is so sincere, I have nothing to say, I agreed to this family business." It's just that the little girl hasn't passed the door after all, what is the point of living with the man, you send the person back first, and when you become a relative in the future, are you afraid that there will not be enough time together?"

Originally, there should be three media and six appointments, but looking at the entire Yongguo, I can't find a fortune teller who dares to combine eight characters for the master of Tianji Palace. Besides, the children of the rivers and lakes are not so particular, and many steps are directly omitted.

Li An watched He Jiong sign the letter of appointment, and his heart was settled.

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) He Jiong hopes that his daughter will live in Taiyi before marriage, this request is very reasonable, Li An originally wanted to agree, but He Jiong's expression was a little strange, which always made Li An feel inappropriate from the bottom of his heart, and there was a strange premonition that he couldn't explain, he thought about it, and said that he would discuss it with his master, and he didn't dare to make his own decisions.

He Jiong didn't insist, smiled stiffly, and said, "Oh, then, let Feng Qingyan accompany the little girl back and meet my old father-in-law, this should be no problem, right?"

Li Anzhong's uneasiness was even stronger, but after thinking about it, Master couldn't never come to see his father-in-law, so he had to agree.

The proposal was as expected by the heart, and when the horse was successful, He Jiong also left them for lunch and entertained them hobly. Li An suspected that he was too careful, he no longer thought about it, he concentrated on dealing with food, he was full of wine and food, and when Li An patted his stomach and walked out of Huaqing Palace, he was immediately dumbfounded.

I saw that there was a crowd of people outside the hall, and I don't know how many junior disciples had gathered. Su He's eyebrows were faint, and he said with a smile: "If you want to marry our first beauty, it's not so easy, brothers who are not convinced, hurry up!"

Proposing marriage is a big deal, in order to ask for an auspicious lottery, everyone in Tianji Palace did not bring a blade. However, the Taiyi disciple did not take out a weapon.

In fact, for these teenagers who are gearing up, the most delicate and prickly roses in their hearts were suddenly plucked away by others, leaving only a faint sadness, full of sorrow, and nowhere to vent their strength, that's all.

As the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat four hands, and a good man can't stand a lot of people. These words were placed on the heart, and they were completely untenable, only to see a flash of excitement in the eyes of the little Taoist, like a wild horse that had escaped from the reins, rushing into the crowd at a gallop, and the formation of the disciples of Taiyi suddenly turned over on their backs, and a gap appeared.

Li An was heavily protected by the masters of the Tianji Palace, and looked around boredly. He found that this time, the momentum of Taiyi's disciples was very fierce, and everyone, like a chicken blood, was as high-spirited as a chicken, and they would soon get up again after being beaten, and their goal was very clear, that is, to beat Feng Qingyan's personal disciples.

Taiyi Eighty-one Peaks are far and near, and from time to time someone hears the news of He Lianqing's marriage, and hurried over. Gu Liancheng was also one of them, he burned his eyebrows, rushed out of the teleportation array of Biyou Palace, and saw all kinds of fairy swords, big knives, spears, scrap copper and rotten iron piled all over the ground, a boy in Tsing Yi drooped his eyelids, leaned on the pillar, and said without raising his head: "Senior Brother Su He has an order, those who go to fight leave weapons, they are not allowed to kill, they are not allowed to slap their faces, pay attention to proportion." ”

The shadow of the sun gradually shifted, more and more people gathered, the scene was too chaotic, except for Li An in the Tianji Palace, everyone else was hit by a lot of punches and kicks.

Gu Liancheng was on time

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) machine, dodged and bullied the heart, and kicked him in the lower abdomen.

Unexpectedly, the lower abdomen of the heart suddenly sunk inward, he smiled evilly, his right hand reached out like lightning, buckled Gu Liancheng's bare feet, and dragged a belt forward, at the same time, Helian doubled a punch to the heart, because the heart suddenly dragged Gu Liancheng to retreat sharply, this punch fell between Gu Liancheng's waist and ribs.

All of the moves are done in one go, without giving the opponent any chance to react. Gu Liancheng only felt that the center of gravity of his body moved forward uncontrollably, the soles of his feet slipped, his waist and ribs ached, and he sat on the ground with a big split. When he looked up, he was in a fist, and he was in a mess with other brothers and sisters.

There are also a lot of people, gathered around to watch the excitement and talk about it.

"The person in the middle is the little prince Li An?"

"Have you heard? Li Qian, the Marquis of Wu'an in the previous dynasty, and Li Xiangyang, the current king of Wucheng, are actually a family, their Li family does not know how many generals have been produced, and the army under his command has killed countless people, Li An is ominous by his ancestors, since he was born, he has been followed by millions of souls, wherever he goes, he went to Luojing to participate in the autumn hunt, the royal hunting ground caught fire, and the autumn hunt ended hastily. He went to Jiuyou to participate in the sect competition, and Jiuyou also had an accident, the Eye of Huangquan opened, and it was full of ghosts!"

Li An listened with interest, as if it was not him.

The scuffle was finally ended by Su He, who saw that he had a wound on his back, and he lacked strength and dexterity when he backhanded the enemy. Su He saw the opportunity, suddenly attacked, and kicked the heart out with one kick, and the disciples of Taiyi thundered with joy, as if Su He's kick was Feng Qingyan, the imaginary rival in love, the hateful man who kidnapped their hearts and minds.

The heart-gathering man was in mid-air, and a beautiful harrier turned over and landed steadily. He generously bowed his hand to Su He and said with a smile: "Happy, next time we meet, you might as well fight again." ”

Su He almost fainted, what kind of freak is this, the more he fights, the more energetic he becomes?

Back in the guest room on the Endless Peak, Li An looked at the position where the heart was kicked, and was surprised, there was not even a mark, and I don't know if it was the half-demon skin and thick flesh, or Su He's feet were measured.

The sky gradually darkened, the millet porridge in the pot emitted a fragrance, Li An always felt that something was wrong, according to the agreement, after the selection of apprentices in the Xianmen was over, the master would visit his father-in-law. He called Lu Shifeng and said, "Elder Lu, you and He Jiong are old acquaintances, how much do you know about him, can you tell me?"

A strange look flashed on Lu Shifeng's face, as if he was angry, regretful, and a little self-blame, which gradually turned into a sense of melancholy. He sighed and said softly: "I always feel that He Jiong is not a good person, not because I am jealous that he married Yu'er. ”

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