After Becoming the Stand-in for the White Moonlight: 162|Return to Kunshan (3)

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This time Xiaoxiao went down the mountain without authorization, which already gave Zhou Yan enough headaches. He didn’t expect that she would come to such a place...

Looking at the girl sitting there with a forced smile, Zhou Yan closed his eyes slightly, feeling angry and helpless, and he picked up a seat and sat down.

I happened to sit next to Qiao Wan, looking down at the crystal wine cup in front of me.

Qiao Wan's scalp almost exploded, but she realized that Zhou Yan's attention was not on her at all. Although the man did not look at the main seat, he was obviously still paying attention to Mu Xiaoxiao and the Song family. son's movements.

The maids filed in carrying lacquer plates, and Qiao Wan actually saw watermelon on the plate! A big watermelon with thin skin, big flesh, bright red color and sweet texture!

Qiao Wan's stiff body relaxed a little, lowered the brim of her hat a little more, and tried to eat her melon quietly.

Seeing people arriving one after another, Song Yuzhen, the master of the Song family, raised his wine cup and greeted the guests with a smile.

"Today, you are willing to come to my Song Mansion. It is my Song Mansion's great fortune."

The big men around Qiao Wan raised their wine glasses in a show of respect and laughed loudly.

"You're welcome, sir!"

"The Lord is kind and willing to let us have a drink here. It's too late for us brothers to say thank you. We have been in the Liuxu Desert for so many days, and we don't even have water to drink. We are starving to death. Wow, where can I drink this fine wine?”

Someone was flattering, and the Master of the Song family smiled even more sarcastically: "Fellow Taoists, you are welcome. Today we are having a banquet at the Song Mansion. You can drink as much as you want. If it is not enough, I will ask my servants to go to the wine cellar to bring some more. ”

Qiao Wan was interested in supporting it, and the Song family was happy to accept it. For a while, the guests and hosts were enjoying themselves.

After the pleasantries, Song Yuzhen finally brought up the business and asked Mu Xiaoxiao to come forward.

"Today, there is actually another happy event, my son's marriage."

"This is Miss Mu. She will be the new daughter-in-law of our Song family in the future. I specially invite you all to come over, meet and recognize your face."

Although Song Yuzhen is just a golden elixir, there are many monks in the Qi training and foundation building stages in the Song Dynasty. If there are too many ants, they can kill an elephant. What's more, Shuofeng Town is the territory of the Song Dynasty. If you want to get out, you have to cross Shuofeng Town. , or cross the Liuxu Desert. No matter which path you choose, it's not going to be easy. Mu Xiaoxiao was trapped and died in the Song Mansion, unable to advance or retreat.

After hearing Song Yuzhen's words, the girl stepped forward with a pale face.

Looking at beauties under the lamp, the more they look at them, the more beautiful they become, except that Mu Xiaoxiao’s smile is a little fluttery.

As soon as Mu Xiaoxiao walked out, the man in white beside him looked downcast, moved his fingertips slightly, and held down the sword, but did not step forward.

"It seems to me that this girl Mu is reluctant." A casual cultivator on Qiao Wan's left side whispered.

As soon as the leader glanced, the eight-foot-tall man suddenly closed his mouth.

After all, this is a family matter of their own family in the Song Mansion, and there is no need for outsiders like them to interfere. Once the trip is over, it will be settled after getting the money. Where do you come from so many words?

Here, the girl seemed to have finally made up her mind. She bit her lower lip and mustered up the courage to say: "I am taking care of you during these days, but my junior status is despicable and I dare not dream of marrying into the Song Dynasty."

I originally thought that my son was interested in someone who was good at it, but I didn’t expect that Mu Xiaoxiao would dare to dismiss her face in public.

Song Yuzhen clenched the wine glass, her smile froze imperceptibly, and then smiled again: "Miss Mu, what are you talking about? There is no such thing as unworthy, as long as my son likes it, you are If anyone of our Song family’s new daughter-in-law dares to make irresponsible remarks, I will order someone to tear his mouth apart.”

"Mr. Song, I..." The girl seemed to have made up her mind and raised her eyes, "I don't want to."

"I don't want to marry Song Qiyuan."

"Xiaoxiao..." Song Qiyuan was shocked, "You?!"

Song Yuzhen’s face suddenly changed.

The guests who were invited to have a drink at the banquet looked confused.

What is this development? !

This girl seems unwilling?

Song Yuzhen, who was used to being domineering in Shuofeng Town, was a little embarrassed about her face.

Who can come and save her.

Mu Xiaoxiao’s eyes turned red.

Master...

Pei Chunzheng...

Little Phoenix...

Who can come and save her.

Qiao Wan looked slightly cold.

Even if you know the development of the plot behind this, a girl is forced to get married, this scene will not make people feel happy.

According to the development of this plot, it should be time for Zhou Yan to come on stage.

Seeing that Mu Xiaoxiao refused to drink the fine wine during the toast, Song Yuzhen calmly squeezed the wine glass tightly, smiling but not smiling: "Miss Mu is tired, take Miss Mu back to rest first."

Immediately, two followers came forward and "invited" Mu Xiaoxiao to go back to the house to rest.

Seeing this scene, no one at the table made any move, and most people chose to protect themselves wisely.

Seeing that Mu Xiaoxiao was about to be taken away, suddenly, a chopstick flew from an angle and hit one of the Song family servants firmly on the back of the hand. The other party immediately cried out in pain.

Song Yuzhen’s face turned cold: “Who?!”

Following it is the second chopstick.

This time he hit the second Song family servant on the knee, and that servant immediately fell to the ground.

From the direction of Qiao Wan, through the thin silk in front of her, she could clearly see Zhou Yan calmly throwing two chopsticks out of his sleeves. Although he helped Mu Xiaoxiao, he had no intention of going up and trying to identify him. the meaning of.

Zhou Yan sighed in his heart.

Xiaoxiao, she was still protected so well by him that the disciples of Yuqing Peak even forgot to resist when they encountered these servants.

Noticing the gaze on the right, Zhou Yan looked sideways.

Or this female cultivator wearing a curtain hat. This female cultivator looks young, but she can tell that it was him who made the move?

Song Yuzhen glanced around the crowd, but still couldn't find the missing chopsticks, and her face became even worse.

"What's the point of pretending to be a ghost? If anyone is dissatisfied with me, Song Yuzhen, you might as well stand up and let us compare ourselves."

It was quiet during the dinner.

Until then, a cold male voice suddenly sounded.

"Forcing a girl, is this the style of the Song family?"

The man in white next to Qiao Wan stood up calmly.

The moment he heard the sound, Mu Xiaoxiao was stunned, his shoulders trembled, and he looked in the direction of the sound.

This voice is... Master! !

In the crowd, stood a stiff-looking man in white with an ordinary appearance.

Who is Song Yuzhen? In Shuofeng Town, the existence who was used to being the boss and the boss was now overturning one after another, and his expression finally lost its composure.

"Who are you? What do you mean by this?"

The first time he saw this man, Mu Xiaoxiao immediately recognized him as Zhou Yan, and his eye circles immediately turned red.

With this voice and this posture, there is no doubt that this is indeed Master.

"Master!"

Master?

Hearing this call, Song Yuzhen and the other melon-eaters were stunned for a second.

The man crossed the desk, walked all the way to the upper position, and stopped in front of the girl. His eyes fell on the girl's face, his face softened slightly, and then his face turned cold.

"Get behind me."

Mu Xiaoxiao took a step back, gripping the man's clothes tightly in fear and anxiety, with tears in his eyes: "Master...Master, Xiaoxiao is wrong."

Master? !

Is this person Mu Xiaoxiao’s master? !

Song Qiyuan stood up hurriedly: "Senior...is Miss Mu's master?"

If this is Miss Mu’s master, once a master and a lifelong father, he must pay homage to her.

No.

Qiao Wan bit the watermelon, unable to complain about this brain circuit.

Which parent would have a good face if his apprentice/daughter is kidnapped to get married? ! Are you here to pay your respects?

Zhou Yan, who was still looking cool, felt slightly tired.

However, the one he was protecting behind him was his most beloved disciple after all. Even if he caused trouble, he would have to deal with it himself. He said in a deep voice: "I never knew when this disciple of mine would become you. The unmarried wife."

Song Qiyuan was confused.

Finally, everyone in the Song family realized that something was wrong.

This is obviously here to cause trouble! !

Song Yuzhen's face darkened: "Come here! Get this nonsense out of here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a sword light flew out and stood firmly in front of the two of them, forcing all the servants to be unable to get close.

This sword light was as angry as wind and thunder and carried lightning. It was majestic and brilliant, and the surrounding lights were eclipsed. Only this stunning sword light was left in the audience.

The surrounding area fell into dead silence for an instant.

"This is the Yuqing Sword!!" Someone in the crowd exclaimed, "Zhou Yan! This person is Yuqing Zhenren Zhou Yan!"

Qiao Wan was stunned for a moment.

Although he and Mu Xiaoxiao had a master-disciple relationship, Zhou Yan was able to sit in the position of Master Yuqing because of his superb swordsmanship and was one of the best swordsmen in the world. Even his senior brother admitted that he His swordsmanship is far inferior to his master.

Qiao Wan was slightly absent-minded and clenched her fists silently.

This sword was also the reason why she had respected Zhou Yan for so many years and pursued him desperately.

She once thought so much about Zhou Yan, the pinnacle of swordsmanship in this world, that it would be nice if she could really look at her one more time, even just once.

Zhou Yan usually doesn't go out much and usually just sits on Yuqing Peak to study swordsmanship. In this world of cultivation, more people recognize his swordsmanship than recognize him personally.

"This Yuqing Sword is Master Yuqing! It's Master Yuqing Zhou Yan!"

Coming!

Qiao Wan was shocked, quickly gathered her thoughts, and immediately entered the group performance state. She raised her head in cooperation and watched the stunning sword light together, and let out bursts of exclamations from time to time.

"Is this really Yu Qingren?"

That current swordsman!

Is this person Zhou Yan, the real person of Yuqing? ! Song Yuzhen thought in shock, how could this be possible? !

Didn’t I say that Zhou Yan, the real person of Yuqing, never goes down the mountain easily?

This must be some deceitful person who used the name of Master Yuqing!

But when she turned her eyes and caught a glimpse of Mu Xiaoxiao, Song Yuzhen's heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't help but feel frightened.

I heard that Master Yuqing only accepted three disciples, and the second disciple... seemed to have the last name Mu...

And Mu Xiaoxiao seemed to be similar in age to the so-called second apprentice.

Master and disciple recognized each other, and finally saw the master who had been thinking about him day and night. Mu Xiaoxiao sobbed, his dark eyes moist.

In an instant, the entire table became restless, and everyone crossed the table to get a good look at the sword light.

Qiao Wan took a step to the left. Unexpectedly, she underestimated the enthusiasm of the crowd to eat melon and watch, and was unexpectedly squeezed next to Song Qiyuan.

"Go away!!"

Having seen this scene in full view, knowing that the beauty he thought about day and night was about to disappear, Song Qiyuan felt evil fire in his heart. He drew his sword and blew away the curtain on Qiao Wan's head with one sword, and cursed angrily. Said, "Who do you think you are, you want to join me?!"