The Taoist discussion meeting does not mean that there is something. The entire theory process is divided into 15 days and 7 games, one game a day in the first four days, and then the major defenses can rest and organize the Taoist theory. The fifth and sixth games are two days apart, and the final ** meeting will have to be prepared for three days.

When Lijiang returned to Manzhou, the first four games had ended. The group of believers who only knew how to play with insects were not the opponents of the Taoist Taoist priests who purely studied Taoism, and were suppressed from beginning to end and could hardly speak.

If the Sheng Gu and the King of Nanzhao had not been strictly supervised, some believers would have planned to gush the Taoist priests of Xuan Daoguan and let them win for seven days and seven nights without fighting.

etc!

Chu Ci looked at Li Jiangliu and found a problem. Li Jiangliu is a high priest of Miaojiang, and it seems that his cultural level is not high!

Damn, I have to stare at it. If Li Jiangliu is angry and embarrassed and kill Gu Liufang, then Chu Ci will have no place to cry.

The next day of the Lantern Festival, Li Jiangliu locked himself in the room to organize the teachings of the Wu Sheng Sect, so two young and beautiful girls, A Qing and Zi Xuan, took Chu Ci out.

With Zixuan, the local snake (snake in various senses), the two fully experienced the Miao style. In the original plot, both of them had seen the scenery that Gu Liufang had seen, and Chu Ci, who had never seen it, also saw it.

Wooden drums, flying songs, outings, A Qing and Zixuan dance happily, even attracted many admired Miao teenagers who were driven away by Chu Ci righteously. As a result, Zixuan laughed and pulled Chu Ci to the scene, and danced with the two girls with short legs.

There was also the hot and sour noodles outside the Nuwa Temple that cost six cents of money. The three of them grinned their teeth and were so hot that they were so spicy that they were hot. Chu Ci, who was used to being light, had a handsome face turned red, and his pair of dressed and refreshing eyebrows were twisted into a mess, which made the two girls laugh.

But Chu Ci had the heart but was not strong enough. Even if he had eaten the ancient version of Malatang, he would not have the ability to thirteen times.

A Qing and Zi Xuan became good sisters, as sweet as honey. Zi Xuan even said, "If I have a daughter in the future, I will call her Qing'er, you will be her aunt."

Chu Ci: "Miss Zixuan, you are thinking too much. Gu Liufang is not online, and Qing'er will definitely die of a baby.

When talking about daughters, we naturally talk about the ambiguity of a girl when she first fell in love, and by the way, we talk about the selection conditions.

"My lover doesn't need to be too powerful. It's best to understand poetry, books, etiquette, gentleness, and considerate of my wife."

Chu Ci is haha, Qingwoman, please go back to find Qin Yi.

"As for me, as long as I'm not a fat man."

Ah? Zixuan, your conditions are so strange?

Chu Ci and A Qing were confused until they returned to Lijiangliu's mansion and saw a big fat man blocking the door, seven feet high and seven feet horizontally. The big fat man still saliva and said to Zi Xuan with his mouth, "Wife, I'm here." Then he realized it.

If Ah Qing also had a fiancé of 365 kilograms with the same length, width and height, she would have only one aesthetic, "except for the fat man"!

Of course. Chu Ci did not despise fat people. After all, every fat person was an angel who could not afford to be injured in his previous life. But even fat people were fat and beautiful, they were with Zixuan, a delicate and refined girl. Imagine what kind of cruel scene they would have when they were bridal chambers.

Before seeing this fat man, Chu Ci did not support or object to Gu Liufang's attitude. Although Gu Liufang and Zixuan are official partners, thinking about Zixuan's three hundred years of longing and waiting, I always feel that it is not worth it for her.

After seeing this fat man, Chu Ci just wanted to ask, where is Gu Liufang's children's shoes? I'll renew you for a fee and go online as soon as possible.

Dapangdun is a nobleman. The son of the king of Nanzhao Kingdom, otherwise he would not be worthy of Zixuan, the saint of the Witch Saint Sect.

The Saint and the Saint Aunt are two professions. The Saint Aunt cannot intermarry and is the woman with the most powerful magic power in the Witch Saint Sect. The Saint can only be the descendants of Nuwa, and the general term is ten years. There is also ten years of childbirth to teach the next descendants of Nuwa. Because the descendants of Nuwa will lose their divine nature and their spiritual power will be absorbed by children, the average life span of Nuwa's descendants is about twenty years old.

Zixuan is an exception. She frozen Qing'er and lived for more than two hundred years, which is considered to increase the average life expectancy of Nuwa's descendants.

Dapangdun followed the king of Nanzhao to attend the presidency meeting and acted as a mascot. This time, he heard that Zixuan also came to Manzhou, so he blocked Li Jiangliu's house.

Zi Xuan's helpless expression was not hidden at all. She pulled A Qing and Chu Ci around the big fat man and wanted to enter. The two guards-like Miao people with swords crossed their arms to block the road.

"What do you want to do?" Zixuan asked coldly.

The "daughter-in-law" big fat man continues to be mentally retarded.

"Let's go!" Seeing that Zixuan couldn't get in, she simply turned around and left with the two of them. It was not the only place in Manzhou that could live in Lijiangliu, and Wu Sheng Sect also had many industries. Zixuan turned left and right in the city and actually turned to a villa by a small lake.

That night, Chu Ci meditated and adjusted his breathing. After completing his circulation, he was full of energy and could not sleep for the time being, so he got up and went out for a night tour. When he reached the lakeside, he saw Zi Xuan wrapped her legs around her arms and staring blankly at the moon shadow in the middle of the lake.

"Miss Zixuan, Miss Zixuan?"

Chu Ci called out several times, stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Zi Xuan's eyes.

"Ah, it's you."

Zixuan blinked her eyes and found that Chu Ci was sitting beside her.

"What? I'm in a bad mood?"

Chu Ci asked questions clearly.

"Yes, you saw it too, Kunyu, uh, that big fat man, I signed up for fiancé before I was born, but I don't like him."

Chu Ci empathized with it and nodded, "I don't think anyone likes such a fat man."

"Yes, think about it, he is so big that he can match me three, and he feels cruel no matter how he thinks it!" Zixuan gestured exaggeratedly, her face full of reluctance, "But this is a matter decided by my mother's generation. If you want to develop smoothly in Miaojiang, you must establish a good relationship with the Nanzhao Kingdom."

"I think even if this marriage is missing, with the power of the Wu Sheng Sect, the Nanzhao Kingdom would not dare to offend him at will." Chu Ci touched his chin and recalled that in the original plot, Zi Xuan had never even mentioned a word from the big fat man, and she went straight to Gu Liufang with me, without any fear.

"That was before. Since the Nanzhao Kingdom praised the Central Plains court and with the support of the Central Plains court, the king also had the confidence to challenge the Wu Sheng Sect." Zixuan said dejectedly, "I hope Brother Ahanzhe can defeat the Taoist priests of Xuan Dao Temple well, so that the Wu Sheng Sect will be much better."

Chu Ci was speechless. This was the rhythm of letting childhood sweetheart Li Jiangliu kill his future lover Gu Liufang? Before Chu Ci could think clearly about what a terrible relationship this was.

Zixuan twisted her head and looked at Chu Ci's beautiful and elegant face. She didn't know what she thought of, Xia Fei's cheeks.

"Xiao Ziying, why don't you call me Sister Zixuan?"

Chu Ci raised his eyebrows and said without thinking: "We are just seven years old, but they are considered to be the same generation." He asked an old ghost in his thirties to call him sixteen-year-old Zixuan, who said that he was so embarrassed.

"Then do you think" Zixuan's cheeks became more and more red, and she was talking hesitantly.

“Hmm?”

"What do you think of me?" Zixuan's voice was gentle, as if a breeze blew across the lake, shaking Chu Ci's heartstrings.

Chu Ci subconsciously looked at Zi Xuan's side face. Under the moonlight, his eyes were lingering, as if he had tenderened time and quieted the years. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!