In the 100th year I traveled

The sword pavilion.

Autumn walks with a sword, and stands in the air blankly. At a glance, everything is red, and it is still a very festive red.

In the past, all Jiange disciples with coffin faces held all kinds of ribbons, even the branches on the side of the road, and they just wrapped them in a red coat.

"What happened?" Qiuxing asked curiously behind a disciple who was tying flowers on a tree.

I saw that Jiange disciple turned his head like a spring breeze, forced a smile on his stiff face, and said politely: "Our pavilion master's wedding will be in a month, and this fellow Taoist is also here to attend the wedding ?"

Qiu Xing felt like being struck by lightning, and was stunned on the spot for a long time, unable to recover.

Who am I and where do I come from?

What happened in just ten years?

Perhaps it was because Qiu Xing's expression was so ferocious that even the Jiange disciple was frightened, and secretly suspected that this guy didn't come to make trouble!

Fortunately, he thought that holding the sword was a swordsman, so he was so polite.

"No, it's nothing." Qiuxing said stiffly, "May I ask if your pavilion master is called Wang Yijian, or should I say Lord Tongming?"

"Yes." The Jiange disciple showed a more puzzled expression.

Know the Pavilion Master?

I'm sure it's me, Qiuxing felt a pang of sadness for some reason, even Ice Cube was going to get married, and he...

"Then the bride should be Fairy Fuyao!" Qiuxing finally came to his senses, "He and I are friends, so we should congratulate him well!" Qiuxing showed a sinister smile, not giving Jiange disciples a chance to react , picked up Chengying, and instantly disappeared in place.

"Speaking of which, Tongming has reached this age!" Cheng Ying sighed.

"Oh!" Qiu Xing accelerated.

"That girl Fuyao is also married?" Cheng Ying sighed a little.

Qiuxing finally gave a good answer this time: "Fuyao is really not easy. After chasing for so long, I finally got her. It should be said that she is too stupid. She took so long to take it down with a dead face."

"When Fuyao hears your words, she will definitely come and chop you with a sword."

"I think she is almost happy to become a flower now, and she has no time to cut me."

"That's true." After thinking for a second, Cheng Ying realized that what Qiu Xing said actually made sense.

She can finally marry the male god whom she has been secretly in love with for many years in an open and aboveboard manner, so that girl must be in full bloom by now!

"That guy Tongming is really not loyal enough to tell me anything." Qiuxing was a little annoyed.

"Uh~" Chengying chose to shut up.

"I delivered the letter." Wang Yijian said while wiping his natal spirit sword.

"Huh?" Qiuxing asked.

"Although I wondered whether I should send you an invitation letter at the beginning, in the end I felt that it would be more troublesome not to send it, so I gave it anyway." Wang Yijian's tone did not fluctuate, and he did not seem to be afraid of trouble at all.

Heartbroken, Qiuxing clutched his heart and took two steps back!

"I have indeed given the invitation letter to your master. Shengjun said that when the day comes, I will come with you."

"So that's the case." Qiuxing turned his face away, there is no doubt that this is the big thing that the master is talking about.

So, I was planning to take him down the mountain!

Tired of heart!

"How does it feel to be married?" Cheng Ying transformed into a real body, dangling in front of Wang Yijian.

The hand that wiped the sword paused, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, a blush appeared on his face: "It's amazing!"

"Oh, who confessed first!" Qiu Xing looked gossipy.

"It's Junior Sister."

"Then you agree!"

"En!" Wang Yijian nodded slightly.

"Is it that easy?" Qiu Xing asked in surprise.

Wang Yijian showed doubts in his eyes: "???"

"Don't you tell me that after your dear junior sister confessed to you, then you proposed to get married?"

"En!" Wang Yijian nodded again.

"..." Who can tell him that it is better for him to say anything now, but this is really in line with the behavior pattern of the two of them.

I have to say, I always feel a very subtle blow!

"Since you're here, stay in Jiange for a while, and leave after my wedding is over." Wang Yijian asked.

"Okay." Qiuxing showed a ferocious smile, and his little heart couldn't bear such a big news when he got off the mountain.

"By the way, go and accompany Junior Sister. She has been a little nervous recently and refuses to see me. I remember you two are very good at talking."

"Your tone seems to ask me to accompany a passer-by to drink tea casually. Is this your attitude towards your future wife?"

"Huh? It's okay, you..." Wang Yijian's words came abruptly, he forgot, and couldn't say it.

"What's wrong with me?" Qiu Xing asked.

Wang Yijian could only answer: "Junior sister won't take a fancy to you."

Qiu Xing: "..." Although it was true, a certain part of my heart was still severely hurt.

"Hahaha..." Cheng Ying couldn't help laughing, and after Qiu Qiu's fierce eyes cast over, he came abruptly.

"I'm leaving." Qiuxing was tired, and Qiuxing wanted to change his position.

"Well, I won't give it away." Wang Yijian withdrew his gaze and continued to maintain his shiny spirit sword.

This is the practice of meditation, don't slack off!

"I was hit." Qiuxing admitted this without any scruples, and complained to Chengying.

"That's right." Cheng Ying hugged the doll Wan Gu, and was held by Qiu Xing, "People who thought they would be single for the rest of their lives actually got married like this. Thinking about it, it feels unreal."

"I agree!" Qiuxing sighed.

He should ask the other party how he feels!

There are very few female friends in Qiuxing, and Fuyao is one of them. The reason is quite complicated!

Well, of course children under the age of ten cannot be called friends!

"Fuyao!" Qiuxing sneaked into an exquisite attic, opened his hands to a woman who was dressing up, and shouted in surprise.

The woman who was dressing up suddenly turned her head when she heard the call. The woman had a beautiful face, a petite figure, and looked very cute. When she saw the visitor, her pair of particularly spiritual eyes showed a look of surprise. She put down the hairpin in her hand and ran quickly. past.

"Long time no see, Xiaoqiu!" While speaking, the obviously agitated woman quickly picked up Qiuxing with lightning speed, and her face became grim, "So you still know to come to see me, heartless man !"

"Hey, hey, someone who is about to become a bride, it would be misleading to say that." Qiu Xing's waist was hurting from being strangled, and her feet were off the ground. This girl's strength is still so great.

Familiar feeling, familiar force.

Hearing this, Fuyao put down the autumn trip, her face was a little melancholy, she still has a feeling of unreality, is it all true? Thinking this way, two slender hands followed the handsome face in front of her fiercely. Hearing Qiuxing's cry of pain, he put away the messy hand in satisfaction.

"It hurts~" Qiuxing rubbed his face, just now he suffered a spiritual blow at Wang Yijian's place, and now he has suffered a physical blow here, did they discuss this in advance, did they play mixed doubles?

"It's just a little unreal." Fuyao rested her chin on one hand sadly, and her thoughts went back to not long ago.

"Brother, I like you!" The cute girl stirred the corners of her clothes uneasily. For today, she specially put on exquisite makeup and put on a custom-made feather coat from □□fang, looking bright and charming.

Even knowing that the person in front of her doesn't care about these foreign things at all, the girl still persistently wants to show her best side.

The meticulously dressed swordsman was a little dazed when he heard the sudden confession, but he was already facial paralyzed, so he couldn't see any expression at the moment, at least he failed to read the answer from his face.

"Brother, I love you, please stay with me!" The girl braved her face and shouted out her love confession again.

It seemed that he was afraid of being rejected, and his long-suppressed feelings erupted all at once, and tears fell down, "I really like it, I really like senior brother!"

The swordsman in front of him had an obvious flustered expression on his paralyzed face, but the petite girl with her head down obviously couldn't see it.

The swordsman was obviously distressed, he hesitated for less than half a second, perhaps because the crying girl was too lovable, he subconsciously embraced the girl in his arms, gently kissed away her crystal teardrops, revealing a heart that made the girl ruthless With a trembling smile: "Okay."

"Huh?" There was a momentary blankness on the face of the girl who was already prepared to fail and prepare to pack up and go home with her father.

This should not be an auditory hallucination!The long eyelashes that were still stained with tears trembled slightly. Just as the girl was about to speak to confirm, she heard her loved one speak again.

"Today in two months' time is a good day, let's get married!"

"Okay." The girl who was so fascinated that she couldn't tell the difference between reality and fantasy, she agreed with a blank face.

When the senior brother sent her back to the attic and collapsed on the bed with soft steps, the girl suddenly started up, showing a panicked expression.

It's not a dream, it's reality!

What did the senior brother say just now? Did she seem to have agreed to something extraordinary just now?

Qiuxing hugged his stomach and laughed so hard that he couldn't help himself. Although he knew it was very disrespectful to do so, he couldn't help it.

"Xiaoqiu!" Fuyao was a little annoyed, and tugged on Qiuxing's collar, "As an apology for disappearing for so long, quickly find a way for me!"

"I didn't disappear." Qiu Xing laughed with a stomach ache, but still defended, "I'm cultivating, and you've already agreed, so get ready and get married."

"I know too." Fuyao was a little frustrated, the cute girl bit her lip, her face was a bit unwilling, "But, senior brother..."

Autumn line: "???"

Fuyao held back her shyness: "He didn't even say he likes me!"

"..." Girl, your entanglement is not quite right.

"Then you can just ask Tongming directly." Chengying said while holding the doll Wangu.

"But..." The girl blushed, and when she saw the doll in Chengying's hand, she couldn't help snatching it, and kept kneading it in her hand, "I can't say it!"

Thinking about it, she felt so shy. She kept playing with the doll, and she could only relieve her nervousness in this way.

Autumn Xingshiyu issued the verdict: "It's hopeless!" Sure enough, he still couldn't figure out the girl in love.

Fuyao, young? ? ? (Of course the age of the girl must be kept secret~), the jewel in the palm of the suzerain of the Jinyu Xianzong, was once rescued by Wang Yijian, who was still a young disciple of Jiange, when she was young, and the heart of the girl at that time sprouted.

I packed my luggage overnight, and ran to the Jiange to learn from my teacher. As for my father...

In the end, of course, he was sent back. As a result, the girl successfully started his fighting career. He left home a total of [-] times, and finally succeeded in worshiping under Jiange's sect and became his sweetheart——little junior sister.

The struggle process can be described as an elegy of blood and tears, but now it seems that the ending is a success.

It is worth mentioning that every time the little girl ran away from home, she was sent back by Wang Yijian, and her affection became more and more serious, which has something to do with it.

Hmm... I always feel like I smell a conspiracy.

The former Jiange Pavilion Master and Wang Yijian's teacher who had already ascended sneezed, thinking of the stubborn little girl back then, touched her bare chin, "Apprentice, Master, I can only help you so far."