Fantastic Fantasy: The Daughter of Cloud Raising Luck at the Opening

"If it's inconvenient, just ignore my words."

Murong Yunhai made a haha ​​and said with a smile.

"No inconvenience."

Regarding the realm, he had already thought about how to explain it.

Wei Zian smiled and said: "It's just a fluke that the current master accepted me as an apprentice. He said that there is a way for me to practice, so I have the current cultivation base."

"However, the master is too idle, has been traveling in the mountains and rivers, and is indifferent to fame and fortune. It is inconvenient for me to tell him his name. Please forgive me, uncle."

"Natural nature."

Murong Yunhai was calm on the surface, but his heart was already turned upside down.

The master who can make the waste tires practice again may be a true immortal.

After hesitating for a moment, Murong Yunhai said, "I wonder if Zi'an can recommend you, little girl..."

Before he finished speaking, Wei Zian changed his mouth and said, "Uncle, don't worry, if the master comes back, I will definitely let him heal Miss."

"To tell you the truth, my master once taught me a sword scripture, maybe if I continue to practice it, it will also have the effect of strengthening my body."

"And the master once promised me a trick when he left, but the junior's realm is low. If he has enough skills in the future, maybe he can solve the problem of Miss not being able to practice."

Murong Yunhai knew that Wei Zi'an would be mistaken, but he didn't say much: "Zian, won't that sword technique be bothering and sad?"

"No." Wei Zian shook his head, "You can give it a try."

"Then thank you sir."

Hearing Murong Ya's voice, Murong Yunhai opened his mouth, but still didn't say much.

In the words just now, Wei Zi'an's meaning was very simple, he just wanted to seek his own asylum.

But it never occurred to him that he would protect him no matter because of relationship or marriage contract.

His plan, on the contrary, fell short.

But Murong Yunhai can also understand that people who are about to drown will see the cloth strips shaking in the water as life-saving straws.

However, Wei Zian's next sentence quickly changed his mind.

"Miss Murong saved my life, so she has nothing to repay. In front of my uncle, I can make a promise."

Wei Zi'an stood up and put his three fingers together towards the sky, "As long as I, Wei Zi'an, survive for a day, I will protect Murong Ya for the rest of my life."

The voice fell, and the sky faintly exploded with thunder.

Tiandao testified, the oath took effect, and immediately, the two felt a faint connection from each other.

"Son..."

Murong Ya covered her mouth with a handkerchief, tears flickered in her eyes.

Could it be that I just saved him, but I want to push him back into the fire pit?
"well!"

Murong Yunhai was stunned for a moment, then he stood up seriously and said: "Since that's the case, from today onwards, this old man will advance and retreat with you."

"This……"

Wei Zian widened his eyes in surprise, and hurriedly said, "This junior has no such intention..."

"No need to say much."

Murong Yunhai waved his hand, "It's okay to do some things for you within my ability, but I'm afraid it won't work if you do more. After all, Murong's family is not small, and I can't put them in danger."

His words were straightforward, without the slightest pretense.

Wei Zi'an's favor towards Murong Yunhai immediately increased a lot.

He is like a father, from his eyes, Wei Zian felt a long-lost warmth.

"Thank you uncle."

"Ah."

After Murong Yunhai received this gift, he stood up and said, "You guys should communicate with each other more, Qing'er will copy the documents with me."

"what?"

Qing'er pursed her lips, "Can you not go, master."

"cannot!"

Murong Yunhai immediately blew his beard and stared, this girl, the older she gets, the more ignorant she becomes.

"Okay~_~."

Qing'er turned her head to look at Murong Ya, muttered a few words in a low voice and followed Murong Yunhai out.

"By the way, let's have dinner together tonight."

At the door, Murong Yunhai turned around and asked.

"Ok."

When Murong Yunhai completely disappeared outside the door, Wei Zi'an sighed and sat down on the chair.

Wiping the sweat off his forehead, Wei Zi'an sighed, "It's like seeing a parent."

"nonsense."

On the side, Murong Ya curled her lips, and a trace of unbearableness flashed in her eyes, "You shouldn't swear casually."

"I would."

Wei Zi'an looked serious.

"Could it be that you are still a tiger and a wolf?"

Turning his head, Wei Zian picked up the tea on the table and took a sip, it melted in his mouth, and the warm feeling quickly spread throughout his body.

It's actually a good white jade ginseng soup?

It seems that this Uncle Murong is not as vicious as he showed.

"Such a flowery beauty is right in front of me, just looking at it makes me feel happy, so I can do whatever I want."

Outside.

"meaning."

Qing'er was covered in cold sweat and had goosebumps all over her body.

"It's really meaty."

"What do you know?!"

Murong Yunhai said unhappily: "That's the way to go after girls."

"Could it be that the master was the wife he chased after like this back then?"

Qing'er rolled her big eyes and asked curiously.

"I had a hard time chasing her back then..."

Halfway through the talk, Murong Yunhai came back to his senses, gave Qing'er a headache, and said angrily: "Your lord, I am a good-looking talent, suave and suave, with a jade tree facing the wind, and a face like a crown jade..."

"I know, I know." Qing'er curled her lips and walked in front: "Madam must be driving Master Fei not to marry."

"You girl..."

Feeling the disappearance of the breath outside the door, Wei Zi'an was truly relieved.

"gone?"

Murong Ya smiled lightly.

"gone."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Zian was taken aback, "How do you know they were eavesdropping outside the door?"

"Hehe." Murong Ya's eyes curved like crescent moons, "Secret."

The voice fell, and the two were silent for a while.

Wei Zian looked at Murong Ya in a daze, but he was actually thinking about how to go home, after all he was still a child of the Wei family, and it was always not good to stay at the house of a girl who hadn't left the boudoir.

Sensing the hot gaze, Murong Ya's eyes moved down, a little dodging.

Why do you keep staring at me...

"cough."

Finally, Murong Ya couldn't hold on any longer, her ears turned red, and her heart was beating even harder.

"Why don't you teach me the sword scriptures?"

"can."

Wei Zi'an just finished thinking about things, when he heard Murong Ya's words, he immediately agreed.

As for the matter of going home, he figured it out, since he was at Murong's house now, he naturally wanted to discuss it with Uncle Murong.

Otherwise, his mere Liuhe Realm cultivation base would still be a bit underrated.

Inside the courtyard.

Luoxue had been cleaned up, Wei Zi'an stretched out his hand to hold Murong Ya's little hand, and transmitted his spiritual power.

Even though it was agreed before, and it was not the first time his hand was held, Murong Ya was still a little shy.

"Okay." Wei Zian reluctantly let go of Murong Ya's little hand.

"That way it won't freeze."

"Thank you."

"Come."

Wei Zi'an handed over a wooden sword and began to guide Murong Ya to practice the sword.

At this moment, he had no idea that the butterflies in the depths of the ocean were dancing, and an invisible storm began to sweep Dingshan County.