Chapter 860

"What, is Vico getting married now?"

Lin Silang is very happy. The benefactor who once helped him is going to get married. Of course, he should be happy.

"It's just a marriage proposal. Before it's time to get married, Miss Qingqing of Fuguang pavilion has agreed to let me propose."

"Miss Qingqing? Why does it sound so familiar?"

"Of course it sounds familiar. At the beginning, we were apprenticed to Baiquan sect. Miss Qingqing was apprenticed to fuguangge, and she was accepted as a talented disciple."

"I remember, a talented girl is having a banquet!"

Lin Silang was even happier for Chang Xiaowei.

"I didn't expect that brother Wei could get yanqingqing. It's really powerful!"

"Yes, she is as noble as a peony and as independent as a plum blossom. She grows lotus step by step. Looking back, she smiles. It's really my blessing to be worthy of her."

Listening to Chang Xiaowei's introduction of Yan Qingqing, even Li Ling was curious. Can Mu Huangxing have such a beautiful woman?

"Brother Wei, Congratulations!"

Lin Silang turned to look at Li Ling: "master, we happened to pass by Fuguang Pavilion. Can we... Go to propose marriage with brother Wei?"

If Li Ling doesn't agree, Lin Silang will never dare.

Li Ling is not so heartless.

Since he is the life-saving benefactor of his apprentice, it's not bad to propose marriage with him.

Seeing Li Ling nodding, Lin Silang jumped up with joy.

"Great! Weige, let's go to Fuguang pavilion to help you propose marriage!"

Chang Xiaowei saluted Li Ling again: "thank you, martial uncle."

Puff!

Dumb and laughed again.

Li Ling thinks the words "Shibo" are very harsh.

But it doesn't matter. Who wants his generation here? There's no way. In that case, agree.

So the four men walked towards the Fuguang Pavilion.

Along the way, Chang Xiaowei was telling Lin Silang the story of him and Yan Qingqing.

But Lin Silang always heard something wrong.

The banquet Qingqing said from Chang Xiaowei's mouth was so good, but what he did was not authentic.

"Brother Wei, you said you gave her 300 holy elixirs every month, a magic weapon gift every seven days, and fur and car frame every new year's festival. Did she give you anything back?"

"She gave me her smile back! As long as I can see her smile, I'll be very happy."

This Chang Xiaowei is really an infatuated man.

However, Lin Silang said, "although I'm young and don't understand those feelings, I know that they should be fair. Even if a man should take care of a woman, she must give you something in return?"

"That's right."

Chang Xiaowei took out a pink silk handkerchief from his waist with a little blood on it.

"She accidentally cut her hand once and used this silk handkerchief to stop bleeding. Later, she gave me the silk handkerchief and said that it was equivalent to being with me."

Lin Silang thought the silk handkerchief was a magic or spiritual instrument.

It turned out to be a very ordinary silk handkerchief.

"Siro, it doesn't matter whether the gifts are valuable or not. What matters is your heart."

Looking at Chang Xiaowei's innocent face, Lin Silang didn't know what to say.

Anyway, it's also his business. Since he likes it, do it.

"Brother Wei, it's convenient for me to ask, how many betrothal gifts do you want to propose?"

"100000 holy elixirs! I have 50000. I asked my martial brothers to borrow 50000, which is enough for the bride price!"

Chang Xiaowei is not Li Ling. He must have given up his old capital by taking out so many lingxiandan, otherwise he can't come up with it.

"Master also said that if I could marry Yan Qingqing, I would have a future in Baiquan gate in the future."

Li Ling always thinks something is wrong.

He looked at Chang Xiaowei carefully. This guy didn't win the art.

Since there is no Chinese charm, it may be because of love.

It's not convenient for Li Ling to ask more about other people's affairs.

Who makes him Lin sirang's benefactor? Since he is a benefactor, Li Ling will accompany him.

Let his disciple, the master, repay the kindness he owed before.

The four people continued to walk and said curiously, "I really want to know how beautiful that Qingqing girl is. She can even fascinate childe Chang like this."

Li Ling smiled and said, "we can be as beautiful as we want in the future."

Dumb and shy, he got into Li Ling's arms: "only Ling likes is beautiful."

After walking for more than a day, they finally came to the volt Pavilion.

The gatekeepers of Fuguang Pavilion were suspicious when they saw them.

Fortunately, Chang Xiaowei knew them and soon took out two small red envelopes, which contained lingxiandan.

"You two, today I'm here to propose marriage to miss Qingqing. Take the little red envelope. Everyone is happy."

Of course, the two gatekeepers won't stop. After all, Chang Xiaowei is not a dangerous person.

When the four of them had gone far, the two gatekeepers were muttering.

"Yan Qingqing is going to marry Chang Xiaowei of Baiquan gate?"

"I haven't heard of it."

"Yes, it's true that Chang Xiaowei often pesters Qingqing."

"That's strange. This guy shouldn't have drunk too much."

"By the way! What day is it today?"

"The third day of April."

"Do you remember what the third day of April is?"

A gatekeeper suddenly clapped his head: "the day of the tryst between Song Jianshu and Yan Qingqing!"

"Yes, that song Jianshu is a disciple of Sifang palace. They have a holiday of ten days on the third day of each month. In the past ten days, song Jianshu would come to find Yan Qingqing."

They looked at Chang Xiaowei's distant and happy back, and some didn't know what to say.

"This, this, isn't this..."

"It's over. There must be trouble today."

"You said whose trouble it would be."

"Whose trouble, of course, is Chang Xiaowei's! Do you still think it's the trouble of songjianshu!"

At this moment, Chang Xiaowei has led several people to the interior of the Fuguang Pavilion.

They came to a side hall and sat down. Chang Xiaowei gave each of the little disciples working around a spiritual elixir.

"Taoist friends, senior brothers and junior brothers, please invite Miss Qingqing out."

Those little disciples who are working don't know what to say. They always feel strange.

Just then, a man in coarse cloth came over with an apple in his mouth.

"Ouch, don't you often, childe? What brings you here today."

Chang Xiaowei smiled and took out a holy elixir: "it's senior brother Jia Hui. Come and be happy. Don't be polite."

Jia Hui, an older disciple in the volt Pavilion.

But he has only been a chore leader for so many years. His daily task is to lead the little disciples to do chores.

"No, what does childe Chang mean? Why did he suddenly give me something?"

"You see, I'm here today to propose marriage to miss Qingqing."

"What did you say!!"