Self-cultivation of cannon fodder through books

Many green teas are not only good-looking, but also smart, and Wu Binglian is no exception.

As soon as Meng Yanzhi's words came out, she quickly understood that this Mr. Meng was not interested in Biwu's recruitment of relatives, that is to say, he was not interested in her either.

She felt a sense of loss in her heart. Originally, she thought that Mr. Meng was a very good husband-in-law—she felt good after getting in touch with him in the past two days. The unattainable leader of the martial arts and the mysterious leader of the demon sect, she would rather be the wife of a gentle man like Mr. Meng.

——As for Bian Jiangling, she is only her back-up.

Who doesn't want to find a good husband?People go to high places, which can not blame her.

The left protector of the Demon Sect who came with Bian Jiangling is better-looking than Mr. Meng, and his martial arts are stronger, but there is a ruthlessness in his bones. Not very nice to see her.

She didn't want to touch the mold.

Thinking that Mr. Meng had no intentions for her, Wu Binglian's smile couldn't help but she couldn't do this as a well-bred girl, she had to keep her manners.

She told herself that even if Mr. Meng had no intentions, there were always other young talents waiting for her.

Seeing Wu Binglian's subtle expression changes, Wang Ding already guessed what she was thinking.

His mind was spinning so fast, even if she agreed to be with Bian Jiangling, he was still worried that Bian, a fool, would be played to death by her.

There are four people at this table, everyone has their own thoughts, and Bian Jiangling is the happiest.

The straight man's mind is simple, he didn't see the strange expression on Wu Binglian's expression, but he just confirmed that Mr. Meng really had no thoughts, and his heart suddenly became clear, and his confidence burst out again.

At this moment, Wu Binglian finally thought of talking to Bian Jiangling, "Master Bian, are you also here to participate in the martial arts conference?"

Bian Jiangling rubbed his head and smiled honestly, "Yeah."

Wu Binglian's hand holding the chopsticks paused, her movements were very subtle, but Wang Ding still caught her.

Wang Ding raised his eyebrows and asked, "Welcome us?"

Wu Binglian said with a smile: "Of course you are welcome, you are welcome."

"Where is your leader?" Wu Binglian asked a little unwillingly, "I have heard about the name of leader Nie for a long time, and I have long wanted to see his heroism."

She had heard that Nie Haoyang was heroic and handsome, but she was still a little imaginative.

Before Bian Jiangling could speak, Wang Ding said: "The master is dealing with affairs and cannot get away from himself. Seeing the deep affection of Protector You, he entrusts Protector You to come to this martial arts conference."

"You didn't stipulate that the client should not be allowed to participate, did you?" Wang Ding asked, his tone was full of "if you say there is, I will never end with you".

Wu Binglian showed an innocent smile, "How could it be? Heroes from all corners of the world can participate in the martial arts conference. In addition, there are hero posts for the right guardian, so we naturally welcome them very much."

Wang Ding nodded, "That's good, then I will trouble you."

This little girl is quite calm, and she can act ignorant of his aggressive tone, no wonder she can play Bian Jiangling around.

"By the way, Mr. Wang and Mr. Bian, are you going to go up the mountain tonight?" Meng Yanzhi changed the subject in a timely manner, relieving the slightly awkward atmosphere.

Bian Jiangling said: "The original plan was to stay in the town for one night before going up the mountain."

He didn't say the last sentence—but now that he saw Lianmei, he wanted to go to the Emei School tonight.

"This town is small, so we'll finish shopping soon." Meng Yanzhi opened his fan and shook it slowly, suggesting, "How about we go shopping together after dinner, and then go up the mountain together?"

"Brother Meng is right." Now that I met the two of them, especially the host, it would be unreasonable to stay in the town for one more night, so why not follow them to the Emei sect, Wang Ding said, "Now the heroes from all sects are almost the same. right?"

Wu Binglian said: "Apart from your Demon Cult, there is also the Thunderbolt Sect Kongtong Sect that has not arrived yet."

The son of the head of the Thunderbolt Sect was arrested for committing a crime, and the youngest daughter of the head of the Kongtong Sect was killed. It is estimated that the heads of these two sects are not in the mood to let their son come to study with the prince, even if they don't come, it is normal.

The other sects are quite active, and they came so early. Fortunately, they met Wu Binglian today, otherwise, if they wait until tomorrow to go up the mountain, maybe the Emei sect will think that they are pretending to be big players.

And that crazy Su Yuqing came so early?

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After lunch, Wu Binglian acted as a guide and took the other three people around the town.

After leaving the restaurant, Meng Yanzhi and Wang Ding slowly dragged to the back, and they tacitly let Bian Jiangling and Wu Binglian walk in front.

Wang Ding likes this kind of tacit understanding. Although Meng Yanzhi is not his favorite type, it will be very worry-free to get in touch with this kind of person. He will understand what you are thinking and what you need.

If it is not in the book, but in reality, maybe he is willing to try to associate with such a person.

Seeing the two beautiful men chatting away from her, although Wu Binglian was upset, but a kind and considerate person could not collapse, she still had to cheer up and walk with Bian Jiangling, chat with him, give him Introduce local customs and interesting things.

Bian Jiangling was in a good mood, he even felt that as long as he could walk side by side with her like this, it would be a great happiness.

No matter how prosperous Emei Town is, it is only a small town with a limited area. It only takes an hour to walk slowly through several vertical and horizontal trails.During the period, Wu Binglian also bought some gadgets for the seniors—the Emei sect has very strict rules, and they are usually not allowed to go down the mountain without permission.

Bian Jiangling bought Wu Binglian a plum-blossom silver hairpin, but Wu Binglian refused, but accepted it honestly.

Wang Ding, who was walking far behind them, snorted coldly.

I don't like people insisting on accepting things from others, what kind of stuff.

Meng Yanzhi opened his fan, covered his mouth, and said in a low voice, "Brother Wang, are you jealous?"

"..." Wang Ding retracted his previous words, and this guy didn't wink at him. He told the truth, "He and I are good friends, but I just don't want my brother to get hurt."

Hearing this, Meng Yanzhi showed a gentle smile again, "I was joking just now, I know Brother Bian likes women. There are some things that he will only understand when he hits a wall."

Wang Ding sighed, "It would be great if I could grow without being injured."

"Whether it will get hurt or not depends on who is chosen." Meng Yanzhi's eyes were full of inexplicable emotions, "Do you think so, Brother Wang?"

Wang Ding: "..."

What do you mean, teasing him?

Sudden teasing?

He's not ready yet!

But finally there is a normal person, not a pervert or a genius, he is a little lucky.

The author has something to say: The cute master holding a 40-meter sword & the master: Author, I allow you to run 39 meters first