Chapter 191

No matter how old Shang Yin is, he can see something fishy at a glance. The little guy of the black earth hall seems to be confused with the new girl.

This matter has a bearing on the face of Jishan hall. If Xiang Yang were not around, it is estimated that Qiushan would have been forked out long ago. Maybe even the concubine that Ji Changqing married will be punished.

But now, Ji Shangyin was very kind. He nodded at Qiu Shan, smiled and asked, "I don't know who this little brother came to look for?"

In the face of a monk in the foundation period, it is condescending to shout the word "little brother" in his capacity of no business concealment.

Qiu Shan blushed and muttered for a long time. He didn't know what to say. When he came, he was full of frustration and sadness, but now he changed into a strange mood, some angry and some hate. Suddenly he felt that it was meaningless to pull Xiang Yang to the door.

He bowed his head and rubbed his nose. With this action, he wiped away a trace of tears from the corners of his eyes. He said with some interest: "I... I don't want anyone... Boss Xiang, let's go..."

Xiang Yang thought it was a little awkward. He was relieved when he heard the speech. As long as he could let it go, he naturally didn't care. He nodded. He wanted to say hello to Ji Shangyin and took Qiu Shan away. However, he heard a low exclamation outside the welcome Hall: "Qiu Shan? Why are you here? This is your disaster?"

Looking up, it was a black faced middle-aged man, wearing a black linen robe, followed by several people, squeezed out of the crowd.

Behind them, there was a man and a woman. The man was black, thin and long with a horse face and dressed in royal clothes. The woman was very beautiful. She was tall and symmetrical. She wore a bright red wedding gown and slightly lowered her head. She glanced at the hills and mountains occasionally, with mixed feelings in her eyes.

As soon as the man appeared, many disciples of Jishan hall greeted him and said "little martial uncle". He looked up proudly and didn't even bother to nod in response.

The black faced middle-aged man hurried forward a few steps, then turned back and bowed to the horse faced man: "Changqing, this is my brother's unworthy disciple and Linghua's senior brother. He has been mining in Danxue mountain. Today... This..."

He murmured for a long time, but he couldn't say any more. He tore down a small part of the welcome Hall of people's Jishan hall. How can he be round? I don't know if the black earth hall will be involved in the anger of others.

Thinking of this, his heart was half cold. He could only wink at the woman around Ji Changqing and ask her to come forward and say a few words. After all, he had just married and would always give some face.

Linghua looked at the hill and the evergreen beside her, and finally said, "husband..."

Before the word "Jun" came out, the man who was still taking anything from her last night gave her a cold look. The friars in the early days of incarnation had a strong look, and immediately blocked the words behind her.

"Is this the elder martial brother you never forget?"

Linghua raised her head. There was water mist in her watery eyes. Fine as a mosquito, she replied, "husband, he is my senior brother, but where can I mention the four words I never forget? Since I have married my husband, I will have only one husband in my heart in the future... There will never be any other men in my heart."

Her face was as red as a rosy cloud. She said this tactfully and deeply.

She doesn't have no feelings for Qiu Shan, but as a monk, who doesn't want to further her cultivation? If you have enough resources, it's not wishful thinking to tie a pill. Then you can have a life of 500 years, which is better than a pile of dead bones after a hundred years. Compared with this, what's the matter of being a mere childhood sweetheart?

In the crowd, Jitong pinched his fist, tooted his mouth and scolded: "fox spirit!"

No matter Changqing laughs, he hugs Linghua in his arms, goes forward and says, "OK, OK, just say this to you, and I'll help you with today's business!"

Among the several disciples of the ancestors of Jishan hall, he is the latest to start, but he has the best qualification and is most valued by the ancestors. Now, although he is only the cultivation in the early stage of transforming God, there is still great hope to knot Dan within the age of 100. He is also the most promising descendant of the ancestors of Jishan, and he is the most popular candidate for the next hall leader.

Therefore, in Jishan hall, in terms of status, he was one point higher than jishangyin in his 300's, who was still just in the middle of jiedan. Therefore, when he saw him, he didn't have much respect. He just nodded casually, said a senior brother, and sat down by himself. His wise disciples didn't know where to find the fragrant tea brewed by morning dew and served it.

Not to mention anything else, just saying that this style is better than the two experts at the end of the pill period.

However, it's no wonder that Xiang Yang looks much younger than him. At this time, he is restrained. Based on his cultivation in the early stage of rejuvenating God, where can you see each other's realm? No matter why Shang Yin didn't remind him, he just looked at him with a smile.

He took a sip of tea and smashed his mouth. It seems that he is still remembering the romance of last night. To say that Linghua is really a beautiful thing, it can't be said that she looks stunning. However, her charming voice has made him busy all night. Even with his spiritual cultivation, he can't help feeling a little tired at this time.

After taking enough airs, he didn't take care of Qiu Shan. Instead, he nodded to Jishang Yin and said, "senior brother, just give me face and let me deal with it?"

With his head bowed and a smile on his mouth, he glanced at Xiang Yang intentionally or unintentionally. Seeing that he nodded slightly, his heart relaxed and immediately smiled: "As soon as the old ancestor enters Yuanying, he has to prepare for jiuzhuan. Younger martial brother, you must take over the hall leader in the future. You can decide this small matter! Well, but brother Xiang around me has an old relationship with me, so don't involve him."

Although he wanted to grow old, he was afraid that Xiang Yang would vent his anger in the future, so he said something to wake up a little and please Xiang Yang by the way.

Although Chang Qing looked at Xiang Yang, he thought that this guy must have something to do. Otherwise, how could Shang Yin not attack since he was here? But he was dressed in ordinary clothes and his robe was not the standard of the lobby, but he didn't pay attention to it.

If he knew that Xiang Yang's earthy yellow linen robe was transformed by Xuanqi, he would have been unable to sit still...

With a low voice, he pointed to Linghua who was snuggling next to him and said angrily to Qiu Shanzhi: "little rabbit, I'll bear this for Linghua's face today! Wait, I'll send you to the torture room in the hall and smoke a hundred poisonous dragon whip... Ouch... Ouch..."