Martial Arts: Just Started Cultivating Immortals, And Was Checked By Heavenly Dao?

Chapter 117 Inside Feixue Pavilion, Young Ying Huan

The snow goddess who eavesdropped outside the house looked as usual, but her eyes were even more lonely.

Without much hesitation, she swept away directly outside the mansion.

Follow the way you came and go back to Feixue Pavilion.

Along the way, many people were amazed by the beauty of Snow Maiden, but no one dared to speak up.

After all, whether it’s Snow Girl’s appearance or Snow Girl’s temperament, it is obviously not someone they can offend.

Because of Xue Nu’s departure, the handsome young man seemed to be killed by General Yun.

This matter even brought trouble to Feixue Pavilion, but it didn’t take long for the matter to settle down.

And Xue Nu met someone.

A poor scholar with elegant interests and amazing knowledge.

As the city lord’s staff in the city lord’s mansion, he was fortunate enough to accompany the city lord into the Feixue Pavilion and saw a dance of the snow girl.

In an instant, Deva was shocked.

He began to pursue the snow girl frantically, and even racked his brains to write a good article to express his love for the snow girl.

However, what really moved Xue Nu’s face was that at a dance, the scholar suddenly burst into flames, chasing and beating the literati at the same table.

“I don’t allow you to insult Snow Maiden!”

As a result, the poor scholar was beaten instead.

He was casually thrown on the side of the street, and looked like he was dying.

“This literati has a bit of backbone, but he is a little ignorant of current affairs.””

“The courage to be willing to take action for a beloved woman is commendable. 39

“Looking at the situation, Snow Maiden seems to be starting to notice him…”

Shenzhou Dadi has mixed praise and criticism for the scholar’s behavior.

in the light screen.

Xue Nu rescued the scholar, and the two became acquainted.

“You’d better stay away from me, it’s for your own good too.”

Xue Nu looked at the scholar and said slowly.

However, the scholars at this time were full of snow girls, so how could they hear this.

until a starry night.

Xue Nv invited him to meet in the forest, and the two truly forged a fate.

But even such a person with a high will.

When you get along with Snow Maiden again, you will unconsciously want to hold Snow Maiden in your arms.

Holding hands, they longed for a hug.

In my arms, I want to kiss…

Naturally, this was noticed by Snow Maiden, who was wary of men, and immediately bid farewell to the scholar.

She needs to sort out her own mood.

but…

In a chaotic world, strength is the only truth.

The day after Xue Nv left that night, Xue Nv was by the river and saw his body.

“This…is this dead?

“It seems that there are other people who like Snow Maiden, so this scholar is killed.

“Of course, it is also possible that the poor scholar has his own grievances, but it is unlikely.”

But whatever the truth is.

Snow Girl’s friend, even a poor scholar who can be called a lover, is indeed dead.

After that, Xue Nu swore that she would never marry.

And no longer have any contact with any man.

“No matter how much they say, they just want to get close to me and want my body…”

Behind the curtain of Feixue Pavilion, Xue Nu looked at the crazy men in the attic.

Even the scholar who was willing to stand out for himself was only attracted by his own appearance.

“it’s the same…”

“Ms. Snow Girl said today, each of you and others can write by one hand, and there are no restrictions on poems and songs. Among them, the ones that are admired by Girl Snow can enter the room of Girl Snow for a description.”

The receptionist of Feixue Pavilion said.

And the bottom is open.

“The beauty in the cup of wine is drunk, and the thoughts in my heart are incessant. 55

“Feng Xueyue, like wine in a glass, full of sorrow…’

“As a human being, I’m sorry.

“You say, those who are thinking, are they unable to think about it, or do they think about it?”

At this moment, a young voice suddenly came from the field.

“Let’s talk about it, don’t waste food!

“Sorrows, sorrows, it’s like a (abfj) group of sapis. 35

These two words almost offended everyone on the field.

Everyone followed the voice, but saw that the person who said these words was actually a boy of about ten years old.

“I laughed so hard, you haven’t even grown your hair, you come to Feixue Pavilion to watch the dance?”

“Brothers, today is a strange story in the world. 35

“A ten-year-old boy knows how to appreciate dance!””

“Master? 35

on the boat.

Yan Lingji looked at Ying Huan with a playful expression and some memories in her eyes.

Just because the boy in the light curtain was none other than Ying Huan.

Others don’t know, but Yan Lingji, who has engraved Ying Huan from any period in his heart, will naturally not admit his mistake.

“I didn’t expect the young master to be so romantic, that he went to see Sister Xue Nu when he was ten years old?”

“Linger, you are a little naughty.”

When Yan Lingji said this, Ying Huan was a little bit unbearable.

It is also easy to deal with Yanling Ji, just hug her and stroke her head, and then a few more sips will be fine.

“What’s wrong with Linger? Have you been having trouble with me since yesterday?”

After soothing Yanling Ji, Ying Huan asked.

Yan Lingji was stunned when she heard the words.

Indeed, after Xiaolongnu appeared, she always felt a little impatient.

“I should be a little scared…”

Yan Lingji said as if thinking in her heart.

Ying Huan pressed against Yan Lingji’s fragrant shoulders, attached to Yan Lingji’s ear and said, “What are you afraid of?

“I’m afraid… I’m not the one who has known my husband the longest.”

Ying Huan put his hand on Yan Lingji’s waist and said with certainty: “Don’t worry, you must be the person who has known me the longest, and after all, the fourteen years we spent together are genuine.

Yan Lingji lay in Ying Huan’s arms and looked at the sky better.

Looking at Ying Huan who was still young in the light curtain, Yan Lingji also smiled in relief.

in the light curtain.

The young Ying Huan looked at the group of people with contempt, like sand eagles running out of the clouds.

“Let’s talk about it, can you stop wasting food? Do you think it’s cool to throw the glass around when you’re drinking? Do you know how much food you need for a glass of wine?”

“And you ordered so many things, don’t eat if you don’t eat, there’s no need to throw them on the ground!”

Ying Huan pointed at the jade plate delicacy on their table with a displeased expression.

“Hmph, we bought the food and drink, what we do is none of your business!

Many talented people stood up one after another, and the crowd looked at Ying Huan.

“Wasting food is none of my business.

“And you are still sad, just like Happy, it’s uncomfortable not to beat you.”5

Ying Huan hates this group of happy people, especially those who waste food.