Look up to the sky and laugh out loud

The outermost pass of Wuliang Valley is a canyon.

The bottom of the canyon is gloomy and quiet, the cliffs above are jagged, and an ancient tree protrudes from the pass in horror.

On the branch of an ancient tree hanging in the air, there is a person with his arm resting on his pillow, with one leg bent and the other hanging down. His long legs are dangling swayingly, playing a ditty, which disturbs the quiet valley road and whimpers, indescribably mysterious.

He has an extremely handsome face, well-proportioned facial features, all of which stand out, and together they are particularly eye-catching. People don't know where to look, so they have to avoid all places tremblingly, and lightly set their eyes on the smile on the corner of his mouth. superior.

His smile is really eye-catching.

Inadvertently, not pretentious, with a hint of nothing, as if born with a smile, it makes people feel refreshed, lazy and contemptuous, with a bit of cynical ruffian and an indescribable madness.

Wuliangzi said: "If one day the Wulianggu can't be uncovered, I will send He Yan to show off."

Although it is a joke, it makes sense to weigh in.

The person on the ancient tree is He Yan.

Although there is the word Yan in the name, it is not the "Yan" referred to by Yu Xiaoyanran in the invitation post, at least Wu Liangzi did not clearly point out that he is going to marry He Yan.

"What's more, I'm still a man." He Yan shook her head in bewilderment, and sighed, "I don't know why Master wrote the word Yan in the invitation card."

The surrounding area is calm, there is no sound, and the passer-by has not yet arrived. He Yan looked at the sun, and the time should be fast.

His eyelashes fluttered lazily, he turned and sat up, his long legs plunged into the void, and said impatiently, "'Crossing barriers to get married'? How long will it be?"

He Yan used to live a happy and carefree life, but since Wulianggu invites relatives, it has no choice but to end; and after Zhuo Yujun drank the first pot of Zhuangxing wine from Wanjia Restaurant, he sadly became a gatekeeper in "Dark Willows and Bright Flowers" .

Willows are dark and flowers are bright?He Yan smiled secretly: "If people in the world know that the 'Dark Willows and Bright Flowers' mentioned in the invitation post is just a place name, and it doesn't mean to sleep with flowers and willows at all, I'm afraid they will even scold them."

He Yan guarded the gate, which he volunteered to set up with his own hands. Since he set it up, others couldn't guard it.

He was depressed and wanted to scold the sky: It's been a month!That Zhuoyujun Zhuangxing also drank the wine, touched the mountain gate, and pointed out the way. He only missed the door, but stayed in the Wanjia Restaurant and retreated, attracting a wave of people to rush to the pass. Intentions?

Originally a good life, there are senior sisters and brothers to support, and there are juniors who can help. In the previous life, the son was carefree, and in this life, he lived a happy life. Suddenly, there was a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and he was inexplicably involved in the matter of breaking through the barrier to marry , He Yan wasn't too bothered.

It is not too much trouble to ask Ying to set up a gatekeeper, but it is also a deliberate and helpless move: First, if someone breaks through the gate and succeeds, Wulianggu will marry a disciple. Wulianggu has one master and four apprentices. One daughter, only a senior sister, a woman whose yang is full of yin and yin is weak, and marrying the only senior sister, for He Yan—the future life in Guli is simply boring.

The second is that there is a word Yan in the invitation post.His master, Wuliangzi, sent out invitation cards without saying hello, and the word "Yan" was used in it. Based on what He Yan knew about his master, He Yan subconsciously had a premonition that there might be a "pit" in it.

So no matter what this level is, he has to guard it himself, at least he can still control the situation.

He Yan jumped off the old tree and landed in the shade of the willows. Seeing someone repairing the formation, he smiled and gesticulated beside him: "Second senior brother, move a little to the left."

"Second senior brother, it's sideways, this time we have to go to the right."

"Second senior brother, pay attention to the technique of planting this kind of talisman quickly."

The one He Yan called the second senior brother was the formation master in the Wuliang Valley. His surname was Shan Mingzhuang, and his style name was Jihuan. He was the second among the four disciples of Wuliangzi.

The second senior brother finished planting the charm long before He Yan's voice fell, and He Yan talked about it for a long time, and even the best temper was ground to powder, and he couldn't bear it: "Ah Yan, shut up!"

Succinct and to the point, it hits the nail on the head.

He Yan dislikes being called "Yan" the most.For this reason, in his weak crown year, before Wu Liangzi crowned him with a character, he took his own initiative and gave himself a very masculine-sounding character, but Wu Liangzi agreed and did not blame him for being disrespectful.

When He Yan heard that the second senior brother's accent was on the word "Yan", she immediately exploded: "Second senior brother, let me solemnly remind you again, don't call me Ah Yan again. I have words, call me Xiaotian."

Shan Jihuan didn't answer the words, and buried himself in the formation.

Not long after, He Yan became bored again, and asked, "Second senior brother, why don't you, senior sister, and junior junior follow Master's surname He, but I am the only one named He?"

He Yan has been asking this question many times since she was a child, and Shan Jihuan has answered too many times, so she doesn't want to waste any more time.

He Yan casually folded a reed and put it on the corner of her lips, imitating the tone of the second senior brother: "The senior sister entered the valley at the age of 16, although she changed her name, she kept her common surname; the junior junior brother is an orphan from a family with a surname. Before I entered the valley, my surname was Shan."

He took the reed away, and changed his tone: "So, you all have origins, but I am a poor orphan who has fallen from the world, has no father, no mother, no name, no surname?"

Shan Jihuan refused to comment, without even raising his eyes, he said, "You, you picked it up by the river."

"Cough cough cough..." He Yan choked out a mouthful of Ling Xiao's blood.

In retaliation he began pointing fingers again.

Brothers and sisters come and go, teasing each other, it's kind of like brothers and sisters.

Not long after, all the positions have been filled up, and it is only waiting for the people in the main formation to sit in the front of the formation.

Shan Jihuan raised his head, and over there He Yan had already landed in the front of the formation, pretending to sit down.

Seeing He Yan's nonchalant look, Shan Jihuan couldn't help but said earnestly: "Third Junior Brother, this time is different, you are a top-notch expert waiting to join the battle outside, let alone have the cultivation base of the early stage of Golden Core, you should not be underestimated. "

He Yan said: "Who in the valley is most worried about the senior sister being married away? I, He Xiaotian, say the second, who dares to say the first?! Second senior brother, even if I die in the battle, I will not let others marry the senior sister Just go, don't worry."

Shan Jihuan opened his mouth in disapproval, wanting to say that no one cares more about Elder Sister than you, he felt a little speechless, so he swallowed, and said: "The ones who came these few days are the celestial lords of the four families, the day before yesterday That Lord Hongyao, and Lord Loulan from yesterday, both have high realms, and the one who comes today will surely not be weak, so we must not take it lightly."

He Yan followed suit and said: "Second senior brother, don't worry, if I don't hold the line, I will be fined to marry the senior sister."