"Cough, cough, cough!"

Jia Hui almost didn't let the apple choke. He coughed for a long time, and then drank water to smooth things down.

"That, that, childe Chang said... Who did you propose to?"

"Qingqing girl."

"What you're talking about is the talented girl of our Fuguang Pavilion, Yan Qingqing?"

"Of course! Who else but her."

Jia Hui first looked up and down at Chang Xiaowei, and then asked again, "young master Chang, are you right? It's not another girl?"

"Of course not. It was Qingqing who told me he could propose marriage."

Jia Hui seemed to think that something was wrong.

"This, childe Chang, I think you are mistaken?"

"How could this be wrong? I brought all the betrothal gifts."

Seeing that Chang Xiaowei was so serious, Jia Hui said, "well, young master Chang is tired. I'll take you to the wing room to have a rest."

"No, no, no, how can I be tired? I have to see Qingqing and master Fuguang quickly."

"No, go to the wing room first."

Anyone can see that Jia Hui is deliberately blocking Chang Xiaowei, but no one knows the reason.

"Elder martial brother Jia Hui, I have important things to do. Why do you always let me rest?"

Seeing Chang Xiaowei, he just doesn't go to rest and has to stay here.

Jia Hui was a little angry.

"Chang! Are you sick? Don't take care of yourself. Do you qualify to marry Yan Qingqing?"

Suddenly Jia Hui changed his appearance, which surprised Chang Xiaowei.

"You, what do you mean by this? Miss Qingqing asked me to propose marriage!"

"Bah! Are you a fool!"

Jia Hui took a breath and said, "what rotten sect is Baiquan sect? Your disciples over there are worthy of Yan Qingqing?"

"Why did you insult Bai Quanmen!"

"What if I insult you? In the eighty-one sect, you rank eighty-one, and our volt Pavilion ranks thirty-two. Do you deserve it!"

There is indeed a sect ranking on the wooden wasteland star.

It's a pity that baiquanmen is the first from the bottom. As for the first from the positive, of course, it's Sifang palace.

In the face of the insult, Chang Xiaowei was very angry. He clenched his fist as if he was going to do it.

"Hehe, surnamed Chang, if you dare to fight here, I will respect you. Do you know where this is? This is the Fuguang Pavilion! We can beat you even if we send any disciple!"

Although the two sects are very close, the strength gap is not small.

Chang Xiaowei naturally understands this truth.

But he had to be angry.

"I want to see Miss Qingqing! I won't argue with you here!"

"Just like you want to see her? Dream!"

"This is what Miss Qingqing told me. Why should you stop me!"

Lin sirang was also a little angry.

"Yes, why stop!"

Seeing Lin Silang coming out, Jia Hui was even more sarcastic.

"Look at the friends you've found, a child with only Tianjing cultivation and two dumb people. I really think this is your home!"

Lin Silang became more and more angry.

He rushed up to beat Jia Hui.

In the face of insulting his benefactor, Lin sirang certainly wants to fight!

Li Ling also appreciated his behavior. If his benefactor was humiliated and he didn't show up, Li Ling was wrong about him.

But how could Lin sirang beat Jia Hui.

He is just a little guy who has just arrived at Tianjing. Jia Hui can beat him down with only one punch.

"Shiro!!"

Seeing that Lin Silang was beaten, Chang Xiaowei hurried to protect him.

But he really didn't dare to do it.

Li Ling sighed.

"Alas."

Li Ling thinks Chang Xiaowei is too weak.

It's not a thing to be so weak.

Just give me another hand.

Li Ling went up to Jia Hui and said, "let Yan Qingqing come out."

"What are you? You deserve us, Miss Qingqing..."

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

A foot on the face, a foot on the stomach and a foot on the back waist.

Li Ling kicked Jia Hui with three feet directly. He was so painful... He wanted to return to his mother.

"Let Yanqing come out."

Li Ling said these words again.

While rolling on the ground, Jia Hui said, "great Xia, wait a minute, wait a minute, I'll call right away!"

Sure enough, you can't get along with them with kind behavior.

We should deal with the wicked in the way of the wicked.

Aren't they disobedient? Just give them a fight. Why do they bother to do other things.

Chang Xiaowei was surprised.

"Siro, you, your master is so powerful..."

"Of course! How can my master Lin sirang worship be weak!"

Then Jia Hui took them to Yan Qingqing's courtyard.

As a talented disciple of Fuguang Pavilion, Yan Qingqing has his own independent courtyard.

Jia Hui shouted loudly, "Mr. Chang of Baiquan gate is coming, Mr. Chang of Baiquan gate is coming!"

Chang Xiaowei also felt that it was like opening a way for himself. Only Li Ling heard it like a tip off.

It's just a notice. Can you use that loud voice.

It's not a tip off. What is it.

Walking to the front of the courtyard, Li Ling tried to push the door in.

Chang Xiaowei hurriedly stopped: "martial uncle, please don't be reckless. We'll wait for Miss Qingqing to come out."

Li Ling shook his head reluctantly: "you silly boy, you have to count money for others when you are in the dark."

"No, I believe Qingqing. She's not that kind of woman."

After half a column of incense, the door of the courtyard was opened.

Inside stood a young woman.

is it pretty?

It's really beautiful, but it's not as beautiful as Chang Xiaowei said.

Her upper body is only silk shirt and belly pocket, and her lower body is obscene pants. Her hair is a little messy, and there are some red marks on her neck.

"Hoo, what are you doing early in the morning? I just woke up."

Yan Qingqing stretched lazily, looking as if she had just woke up.

But Li Ling saw that the woman was pretending!

Chang Xiaowei was very happy.

"Qing Qing, according to what you said, I have prepared 100000 spiritual elixirs. Today I'm here to propose marriage to you."

Chang Xiaowei took out a brocade box.

The brocade box is a space storage thing. Inside it are 100000 holy elixirs neatly coded by him.

At first, Yan Qingqing was very happy, and then she frowned.

"Chang Xiaowei, what do you mean?"

This sentence directly stunned Chang Xiaowei.

"Of course, I'm proposing to you. Later, we'll go and tell leader Fuguang that he will agree."

Chang Xiaowei is still imagining his bright future, but he doesn't know that something unpleasant is about to happen.

Suddenly, Yan Qingqing said, "what are you going to do with my master?"

"Of course it's a wedding. Our baiquanmen has decorated all places with red cloth, which definitely makes our wedding beautiful!"

Yan Qingqing looked at Chang Xiaowei like a fool.

"Hey, when did I say I was going to marry you?"