After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée - Chapter 121

[Chapter 121 Groundhog]

“Walk slowly, walk slowly.”

The shopkeeper was standing on the steps, and the two people who were watching the distance were smiling so much that their faces were wrinkled.

Zheng Wan waved her hand lazily and followed Cui Wang to the street before asking:

“Liwei Daojun, how long do you plan to follow me?”

Cui Wang glanced at her and answered irrelevantly:

“you’re not feeling OK.”

He used a determined tone.

Of course Zheng Wan was in a bad mood.

No matter who it is, the mood will not be better.

In fact, seriously, she had very little friendship with shopkeeper Bai, but seeing such a lonely and widowed old man lying in the house and waiting to die, she couldn’t feel happy.

His daughter died, and his lover turned against each other. In his life, shopkeeper Bai had lived a tangled and miserable life, and had never been happy.

“I’m in a bad mood, could it be that Daojun still wants to make me happy?”

Zheng Wan returned lazily.

“Go to Tianyi Pavilion.” In Zheng Wan’s strange eyes, the tip of Cui Wang’s ear, which was exposed outside his black hair, was quietly dyed with a thin scarlet. He added, “Or Dan Hepu, Qibao Pavilion, either.”

“…”

Zheng Wan narrowed her eyes: “No money.”

“I have got.”

Cui Wang returned a little quickly.

Zheng Wan looked up at the other party, the sun shining brightly, falling into this person’s eyes, and a sparkling wave swayed.

Human memory is very strange. When you want it, you can’t remember anything. When you don’t want it, it always comes up out of time.

After all, the most harmonious relationship between the two was in the mortal world.

He didn’t know anything about love Gu at that time, and he was sincere towards her.

Occasionally, when her temper came, she would lose her temper in a false way, asking him to accompany her to go shopping. Such a cold gentleman was willing to accompany her from the streets of the West City to the end of the street, spending half a day doing nothing. ——

Regardless of whether she is really angry or fake, she will be cured as long as she walks back to the street.

Therefore, Cui Wang will always go shopping with her, which is equivalent to coaxing her to be happy.

At this time, he proposed to visit Tianyi Pavilion, Qibao Pavilion, and Danxin Shop.

But Zheng Wan didn’t want to—

Even if this is the most promising nemesis in the future.

She was going to teach him another lesson today.

If a woman is willing to let this person go shopping with her and buy this and that without any regrets, it means that she is giving him a chance. But if she doesn’t – this person won’t even have the chance to take advantage of her.

“Don’t go shopping, just go back.”

Zheng Wan decisively turned around and went out of the city.

Left Cui Wang stunned in place, he couldn’t help but say:

“Ancestor, it doesn’t work.”

The old ancestor lay flat like an idle fish. He was accustomed to letting the raging waves wet his left body, and then brought his right body up to make it wet as evenly and thoroughly as the left, before he said lazily:

“Xiao Wangwang, didn’t the ancestors warn you last time, don’t be too honest as a man, you won’t get a girlfriend!

“I’d rather take it from the straight.”

The old ancestor sneered again and again:

“Yes, you are a straight man made of 24K pure gold! But what did you get? It made the little sister more sad than her heart was dead.”

“She… is she sad?”

The old ancestor rolled his eyes:

“nonsense.”

“For example, you fancy a sword, it is powerful and mighty, you like it very much, but when you want to draw the sword, the sword tells you, ‘I appreciate you very much, and I am willing to be with you. Together, but, you are too ugly, and I am a little reluctant. ‘Are you happy or hurt?”

“If it’s true, I accept it.”

“…”

Forget it, it doesn’t make sense.

The old ancestor turned over and continued to play the game of waves and waves. When he turned his head and saw Cui Wang regain his strength, he slowly followed behind him, and he couldn’t help sighing.

It’s just that I grew up watching it, and I felt sore and reluctant to bear it, and I gave it all in one go:

“Cub, my ancestor, I will teach you a few tricks, you can experience it yourself.”

Cui Wang listened carefully.

“If Miss Sister asks you whether she looks good today or yesterday, even if her face is like a monkey’s butt, you should tell her ‘Today is better than yesterday’. If Miss Sister asks you whether you like her reluctantly, even if you I thought she was noisy and annoying, so I had to laugh and say, ‘Loving her is the best thing you’ve ever done in your life.’ Do you understand?”

“Now, go and tell her that you are not reluctant, it was a slip of the tongue before.”

Cui Wang didn’t move, and when the ancestor was about to fry his hair, he suddenly said:

“She won’t believe it.”

“If you don’t try, how do you know she won’t believe it?”

“When she asked, she came to a conclusion.”

“Then, what can we do then?”

Cui Wang glanced forward subconsciously, Tianyu Liuguang’s slender clothes were wrapped around Zheng Wan’s slender body, and her waist was so thin that it seemed to break when it was broken – such a slender appearance hides a heart that can’t be ruthless or hard. .

He didn’t speak any more.

Guixu Gate is closer to Fengwu City than Yuqing Gate. Zheng Wan is now a cultivator of Zhiweijing.

She and Cui Wang were almost in tandem.

The gatekeepers were still the same group from yesterday. The leader of the team, Wuxuanjing Jianxiu, had seen her and greeted her with a smile, facing two heavenly people…face, face?

He blinked, the two were still there.

Wuxuanjian Jianxiu was dumbfounded.

But seeing that these two were all dressed in fluttering white clothes, with black hair hanging down, only one was smiling, the other was cold. , it is so dazzling that the ancient plaque of Guixumen is shining brightly.

Wuxuanjing Jianxiu stood up straight all of a sudden, and bowed his hands respectfully:

“See you Daojun.”

Cui Wang made a “no” sound.

Wuxuanjing Jianxiu was obviously used to the indifference of his own Taoist.

“To do, do all you want, the true monarch?”

In just one day, this female cultivator of Yuqing Sect broke through from the realm of jade to the realm of knowledge.

Who doesn’t know that the micro realm is a big hurdle, this person can break through as easily as eating and drinking water, and he is worthy of being an innate Taoist.

Rao is that this team leader has been promoted to the realm of no delusion, and he can’t help but shed a bitter tear for himself who had spent nearly ten years in the Great Perfection before breaking through to Zhiwei:

If he remembers correctly, this True Monarch Jin Huan has only been in the door for more than three years, and when he entered the door, he only cultivated… he entered the Primordial Realm.

Regardless of his age, this promotion speed has been in the top three since ancient times.

Zheng Wan greeted her with a smile and showed the invitation letter given by her master yesterday.

Cui Wang followed suit.

As soon as the two left, the gatekeeper cultivator was in an uproar.

“Daojun Fang is not, did you laugh at that true monarch?”

“Where is it, I didn’t laugh, that’s all, I can’t tell,” the female sword Xiu, who was still scolding them for being bored yesterday, blushed and whispered, “That look makes one’s heart itchy, like there are little bugs in there. climb.”

“It would be great if Dao-jun could look at me like this someday.”

Wuxuanjian Jianxiu coughed:

“Junior sister, you might as well reincarnate and look like that True Monarch, maybe it will be fine.”

“Brother!”

The female disciple became angry.

The monks burst out laughing.

——

Cui Wang did not go to Zhuopu Hall, but went to Xuanqing Peak halfway.

Xuanqing Peak is bare all the year round, and the entire mountain top is soaked by sword energy, and no grass grows.

Cui Wang stepped back to the cave in one step, and before entering, he stood at the door for a while.

In Xuanqing Peak, where no grass grows, only a thousand-leaved begonia was planted in front of his door. Under the nourishment of the small gathering element array, the thousand-leaved begonia was already full of flowers at this time.

Red, white, pink, where the wind passes, the branches are fluttering, and the fallen leaves are colorful.

Seeing him, the little boy in the waiter tree came over and saluted him with sweat on his forehead:

“See you Daojun.”

“But there are aphids?”

Cui Wang said.

“How does Daojun know?”

The little boy was surprised, and then he thought of Li Wei Daojun’s legendary omnipotence, and felt that it was not surprising to know a mere aphid, he nodded and said, “There are some aphids, but it’s a pity that the younger generation used the sharp gold formula, and there are still some Tired.”

Before the words were finished, he saw that the Daojun’s fingertips were a little empty.

Immediately, thousands of sharp little swords were spun out, and the sword glow swollen towards the tree. The little sword circled around Qianye Haitang, was tapped by Daojun’s fingertips, and quickly dissipated into the air.

He stared at Xiaotong for a while, and when he regained his senses, he found that the figure of Daojun was no longer in front of him.

He scratched his head and ignored it. He threw it upside down and circled Chiba Begonia. He realized that the aphids he had gotten rid of a long time ago had all disappeared.

Xiaotong couldn’t help but think of a rumor that had recently spread on Xuanqing Peak:

“Daojun loves the Chiba Begonia plant in front of his house very much, you don’t want to raise it to death. When the Begonia was first planted, the deworming and fertilization were all done by Daojun himself.”

Xiaotong suddenly felt that, according to the level of Daojun’s conscientiousness, this rumor may not be unbelievable.

only……

He turned his head and looked at it. Although this Chiba Begonia has beautiful flowers and colorful colors, it is still a mortal tree. However, I heard that there is another species called Begonia in the mortal world. The color is more monotonous. Rich.

Cui Wang had already entered the cave at this time.

He stood in front of the long table in the main hall again.

The blanket under the case was replaced with a snow-blue porcelain flower texture, lying quietly on the bluestone slab.

Cui Wang stood, this time, he brushed away the long case before he stood for long.

The long, hairy blanket was like the fur of a snow jade rabbit. Cui Wang leaned over and lifted the blanket, and then lifted off a tightly stitched bluestone slab underneath.

The smell of dirt came.

Hongyu flowing lightsaber circled around the earth, and after a while, he dug out a big hole as deep as one person.

Cui Wang lifted his robe and jumped down. This time, instead of digging with the Hongyu flying lightsaber, he took a small jade shovel for collecting herbs and digged in little by little. After an unknown amount of time, the jade shovel finally hit a certain thing, making a crisp “ding” sound.

Cui Wang put away the jade shovel, digging into the soil with his fingertips, and pulling and pulling, he took out a sandalwood box.

On the box is a branch of Begonia.

He looked at it for a while, and jumped out of the big hole holding the box in the old ancestor’s “you’re going crazy again”.

Cui Wang carefully removed the soil contaminated on the box with a dust-removal technique, tore the talisman, and opened the box.

The contents of the box are displayed.

When I first entered the target, it was a blue and white porcelain sea bowl with a small white jade sword crown in the bowl, and two sword spikes, one red and one white, lying beside the bowl. There is also a small black storage bag.

“Cub, will you be buried again soon?”

The old ancestor was almost nerfed by his outburst.

Cui Wang took out the sword crown and rubbed it in the palm of his hand. The small crown of nine swords means… soaring, not complying with the regulations.

There was no mirror in the cave, and it was cold and unpopular, but Cui Wang took out a hollowed-out carved bronze mirror from the storage ring. It was just too beautiful, and only a girl in her boudoir would love it.

Cui Wang took off the sword crown from the top of his hair, tied his hair again, and put on the small crown of nine swords.

The person in the mirror is Lang Zijunyi, and a small crown of suet on her face suddenly adds a touch of gentleness to her eyebrows.

“Not buried.”

he said.

After a long time, the old ancestor suddenly shouted: “You dress like a flower peacock, what are you doing?”

“It doesn’t look good?”

The old ancestor read it carefully: “…It’s beautiful to look good.”

It’s flowers and plants, lots of sunshine.