Xue Zhongzhu put the purple jade into a broken silver bag and handed it to Ah Qing:

"I come from Yunmeng Jianze. There are many nursery rhymes and legends in that place and the land of Wuyue. I should have told some of them. I will not explain much, but only warn you. Your spirituality is natural, your divine court is brilliant, you are weak on the outside and strong on the inside. You are a cultivator.

Qi Bao embryo should not stay here all his life, wasting time.

"If you are tired of this cage-like life and want to radiate light and heat, you can smash this jade stone into pieces. I will sense it and come to pick you up and accept you as a disciple."

After a pause, she said coldly to the dull man and Yun Niang:

"The next time I pass by, I will do it again. As brothers and eldest sisters-in-law, if you stop her for your own selfish desires and let me find out, you will never see the sun the next day. If you let her go generously, I will

I will leave one more jade stone for you, so that if you encounter difficulties in the future, Sword Sect can help you once. That’s it, that’s it.”

After saying that, Xue Zhongzhu turned around and strode away.

Everyone was silent.

Yun Niang glanced at the dull man and breathed a sigh of relief.

Xuezhongzhu suddenly stopped and turned around to ask:

"You are a woman with your hair tied up, so you and this man are husband and wife. Why do you sleep in separate rooms?"

Yun Niang was stunned and stuttered a little.

Ouyang Rong secretly thought something was wrong, but Mother Liu, who was very ill next to him, immediately replied:

"Although my family is poor, it is also a house of etiquette. My son and Yun Niang have just been engaged and made a contract, and they cannot break the rules. They need to be married by a matchmaker before they can live in the same house."

After hearing this, Xue Zhongzhu looked at them. After a while, he nodded slightly and turned around to go out.

When he walked out of the door, Xue Zhongzhu's face immediately turned cold. He was carrying a sword close to his body, but it was taken away by that little thief. It was a great shame and humiliation.

The main reason is that the cauldron sword is too wild. The sword wielder is obviously only at the eighth level. As a top-level purple qi practitioner, she can't compete with the spiritual energy reserves! As a result, when she ran out of energy and took a breath, the little thing easily surrendered the sword.

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Yunmeng Jianze has no shortage of world-famous swords. Throughout the ages, through so many sword competitions, countless swordsmen from all over the world have left behind their beloved swords.

However, the confiscated personal sword had been with Xuezhongzhu for a long time, and even connected with her through secret techniques and had mutual perception. Therefore, not long ago, she could still sense that the sword had been touched by the dirty hands of the Confucian scholar.

, which makes Xuezhongzhu, who has a mysophobia, still feel a little nauseous.

At the moment, I don’t know what method this little thief used. Every time Xue Zhongzhu tried to sense the sword, his spiritual awareness was completely lost.

Today is really bad.

Don't let her catch this little thief.

In addition, Donglin Temple is also a place that worries her. Every time she comes there, nothing good happens.

This was the case last time when I was dealing with my junior sister's secular affairs.

Xuezhongzhu left the yard expressionlessly...

After a while, there was movement outside the courtyard wall.

The tall and imposing Hu Ji seemed to be meeting up with some kind of "Second Junior Sister" and "Xiao Qi". The girls exchanged words with each other, and they probably didn't have any clues, so they left after greeting each other.

In the main room, Ah Qing looked at Zi Yu, with a small face hesitant, then looked at the dull man. Seeing that he had no objection, the delicate girl got up and chased out the door, shouting at the backs of Xuezhongzhu and other Yue girls:

"You can take it, we don't accept cash, I...I don't want to leave, I want to stay with my mother, brother and sister-in-law."

Xue Zhongzhu turned a deaf ear and ignored it. She turned around and told the junior sisters behind her who turned around curiously:

"Let's go and look for it in front. Hey, Xiaoqi, why are you standing there so stupidly? Come on, are you in love with the scene again?"

"Yeah... um."

Among the crowd of Yue women, a certain girl who was quiet and polite from beginning to end responded blankly.

There are only monosyllables spoken.

In the main room, the dull man who was silently waiting for the difficult women to leave looked stunned.

This voice... is from Xiu Niang!

Ouyang Rong, who was wearing a mask, suddenly stood up, took two steps but stopped, unable to step out.

Although he was very close, he couldn't call anyone.

After a while, Ouyang Rong couldn't bear it any longer, so he walked over and picked up a chamber pot under Liu Mu's bed, strode out, and pretended to pour the chamber pot.

He quickly came to the courtyard. When he passed the open door of the courtyard, he turned around and looked around. What caught his eyes was the leaving figures of Xue Zhongzhu and a group of women in the same Wu skirt.

Among the women's vests, there was an inconspicuous but extremely familiar silhouette of a mute woman. She was following the candle in the snow closely, without looking back...

Qianqian's back is charming and beautiful.

But what is strange is that from behind, the mute girl seems to be wearing something on her head. A sky-blue ribbon goes around her head and is finally tied into a bow at the back of her head.

The three thousand soft blue silk of the shawl are made darker and smoother by this sky-blue ribbon.

I don’t know if it’s a special women’s forehead wiping style.

She is good-looking, and none of the other Wufu Yue girls around her are like her.

Ouyang Rong stood there, watching the back of the "Butterfly Girl" fade away, his mouth open, but no sound came out.

Ah Qing's cautious voice came from behind: "Brother, what's wrong?"

The dull man holding the chamber pot suddenly calmed down and gently raised his hand to support the heavy mask.
Chapter completed!