I quietly became a big boss in the novice village

There was something wrong with Bu Fan's face.

If he remembered correctly, that white cat was Luo Qingcheng who escaped from him last time.

And Luo Qingcheng's cultivation was at the Nascent Soul stage, and he happened to be saved by Song Xiaochun.

Isn't this the drama of the hero saving the beauty?

And he is the villain of the play.

After all, if he hadn't beaten Luo Qingcheng seriously, Luo Qingcheng would not have turned into a cat, let alone be rescued by Song Xiaochun.

After the plot.

He didn't have to think about it.

Nine times out of ten, it's some kind of little girl who can't repay, and promises with her body.

No wonder Luo Qingcheng's arrival always made him feel a little tricky.

Think about Song Xiaochun replaced by a poor scholar.

Luo Qingcheng is a white cat again.

It's almost like a strange story.

However, he really couldn't let him destroy Song Xiaochun's marriage.

Not to mention that it is better to demolish a temple than destroy a marriage, let's say that Song Xiaochun's marriage is related to his reputation.

Forget it.

Even if Song Xiaochun really got married, he might not have a son in the future.

However, we still need to send someone to monitor Naluo Qingcheng.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing his strange expression, Dani was a little puzzled.

"It's okay! I just thought that if Song Xiaochun gave birth to a son, our two daughters would be in danger!" Bu Fan looked worried for his daughter.

"You, worry about all these things! Even if Song Xiaochun gets married this year, he will have a child next year. Both of our daughters are a few years older than his child!" Dani laughed and shook her head.

"You can't say that, female junior, holding gold bricks, and this is the world of cultivating immortals, there are hundreds of thousands of years between Taoist couples everywhere." Bu Fan said seriously.

"Then you're thinking too far!" Dani said with a slight smile.

"This is what I call prevention before it happens!" Bu Fan corrected.

"Okay, okay, I know you dote on the two daughters!" Dani smiled lightly.

"No way, which father in the world doesn't spoil his daughter!"

Bu Fan shook his head and sighed.

He finally realized what it means to spoil a girl now, and how distressed she will be when she gets married in the future.

……

Song Yuan's family.

yard.

Song Xiaochun kept waving his long sword under the night, and there was a white cat lying on a tree beside him, and the white cat stared at Song Xiaochun intently.

"Is what happened during the day an illusion?"

Luo Qingcheng remembered that during the daytime, Song Xiaochun exuded an extremely terrifying and dangerous aura.

Although the terrifying and dangerous aura was not as good as that of the village chief who came over during the day, it was stronger than the hoe that hurt her that night.

However, that terrifying and dangerous aura was only fleeting.

But after this incident, she was sure that this man was not simple.

After all, ordinary people are not tired of swinging swords all day long.

Not only this man is not simple.

Maybe this village is not simple.

Think of the toad during the day, and the village chief.

The reason why Luo Qingcheng knew that the person dressed as a refined scholar was the village chief was because he learned about it from a servant in the Song Mansion.

"Could it be some hidden family here? Otherwise, why does even the village head of this village give people a terrifying feeling?"

You must know that there are many unknown hidden families hidden in the world of cultivating immortals.

All of these hidden families have existed for tens of thousands of years.

You can see how deep it is.

This can also explain the locust tree at the entrance of the village, and the hoe with the spirit.

"If it's really a hidden family, then I have to be careful!"

Luo Qingcheng showed a dignified expression.

If it is really a hermit family, once provoked, even if she is the royal family of the Great Zhou, they cannot protect her.

It's not that she didn't think about escaping from here.

After all, there is an extremely weird atmosphere everywhere.

But if you leave, is it safer outside than here?

Luo Qingcheng was not sure.

At least there is no danger here.

and...

Luo Qingcheng's eyes couldn't help falling on the man in the yard who kept waving his sword.

now.

Song Xiaochun's upper body is bare, with that tall and straight figure, burly and powerful arms, and that graceful muscle line, the first impression it gives people is that it is strong, tall and powerful.

"Not to mention that this man looks pretty good!"

"Is this the romantic encounter described in the novel?"

You must know that there are many autobiographies of princesses and princesses in the royal collection of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

These autobiographies have one thing in common, that is, encountering danger, being rescued by others, and then staged a vigorous love story.

Luo Qingcheng couldn't help imagining beautiful pictures one after another in his mind.

"Son, why are you still swinging your sword?"

Suddenly, an old woman's voice interrupted her fantasy.

At this moment, Mrs. Song Qian walked over with a large stack of papers in her hand, followed by four servants.

"Mom, why are you here?"

Song Xiaochun stopped swinging his sword and let out a long breath.

Seeing his son's puzzled look, how could Song Qian not know that this son didn't take the marriage matter to heart.

But in order to hold her grandson as soon as possible, she can only worry more.

"Aren't you going to get married? This is the portrait of the girl that my mother chose for you. Do you see if you like it?"

Song Qian handed a large stack of papers to Song Xiaochun.

"So much?" Song Xiaochun frowned.

"Not much, not much, there are more behind me!"

Song Qian glanced at the four servants behind him.

The four servants understood, and immediately handed over a large stack of rice paper to Song Xiaochun respectfully.

"Mother, are you bringing portraits of people from ten miles and eight villages?" Song Xiaochun was stunned.

"There are so many, only three or four villages!" Song Qian smiled.

Song Xiaochun's mouth twitched.

Is that not much?

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up, your father and I both want to have a grandson!" Song Qian urged.

Song Xiaochun hesitated.

During the day, he was really pissed off by that kid Bu Fan.

Thinking about it now, he regretted it a little.

He felt that he had been tricked by Bu Fan.

"Son, don't you want to get married again? The village head is about the same age as you, and now he has two daughters and a son, and you don't have one!" Song Qian said immediately when she saw that her son was about to quit.

Obviously, Song Qian's words worked.

"Okay, these portraits, mother, please let someone put them in my room, I will look at them at night!"

Song Xiaochun suddenly thought of Bu Fan's swaggering appearance, and his heart sank.

Song Qian's heart was not to mention happy.

Sure enough, it was useful to bring out the village chief.

"Is this man going to get married? No, I fell in love with this man first!"

Luo Qingcheng, who was on the tree, immediately jumped down from the tree and walked towards Song Qian's side.

"Meow"

A white cat rubbed its head against Song Qian's feet.

"Isn't this the little lucky star of our family?"

Seeing the white cat, Song Qian immediately smiled and hugged the white cat.

To know that night.

The white cat came to their house injured.

Song Qian felt that this white cat was unusual and it was a good omen.

as predicted.

Not two days of work.

The son who has been reluctant to get married has finally decided to get married.

"Meow!"

The portrait of the white cat letting Mrs. Song Qian caressed happily, but its gaze fell on the hands of the servants, shone with an unknown light.

"Mother, it's getting late, you'd better go back to rest earlier, I still have to practice sword!"

Song Xiaochun raised his eyes and glanced at the white cat in Song Qian's arms, but didn't think much about it.

"You child!"

Song Qian didn't know what to say, but as long as his son was willing to marry and have children, everything else didn't matter.

And this moment.

under the eaves.

A mosquito and a moth were flying side by side.