The start is full of luck, I am invincible

Mei Niang quickly shook her head and said.

Then Song Xiaoxiang looked at Wang Nanbo, and said with a smile, "Are you Wang Nanbo, the chief disciple of Nine Heavens Sword Sect?"

"Exactly. I didn't expect Miss Song to recognize me."

Wang Nanbo came back to his senses and said with a smile.

"Luo Ling mentioned you to me."

Song Xiaoxiang said with a smile.

Wang Nanbo's expression changed and he said, "What's the relationship between Miss Song and that witch Luo?"

"Sisterhood."

Song Xiaoxiang thought for a while and said.

"Miss Song should stay away from Demon Luo, so as not to be led astray."

Wang Nanbo complained.

"If Luo Ling heard you say that about her, she would probably lose her temper."

Song Xiaoxiang said with a half-smile.

"Miss Song, don't tell her."

Wang Nanbo's complexion changed, he scratched his head and smiled.

There is only one peer who can make Wang Nanbo so fearful, and that is Feng Yixuan's chief disciple Luo Ling.

Luo Ling is not only the number one in Fengyixuan, but also the well-deserved number one among the young generation in the cultivation world.

No one can match the real horizontal push contemporary!

Let a woman be the first, the majority of male cultivators are of course not convinced, but in the end they were all convinced.

Wang Nanbo was also one of them. The battle situation at that time was simply crushed by one side, which almost cast a psychological shadow on him.

"Is your relationship with Mr. Su very good now?"

Song Xiaoxiang asked suddenly.

Wang Nanbo noticed that when Su Qi was mentioned, Song Xiaoxiang changed from his previous glamorousness, and even became a little more nervous.

"Could it be that?"

Wang Nanbo had a flash of an idea.

Then he smiled and said, "That's a must, a fateful friendship!"

"Then can you tell me about Mr. Su's likes and dislikes? In exchange, I won't tell Luo Ling what you just said."

Song Xiaoxiang said.

"Yes, yes, but I'm more curious about what Miss Song asked my brother for this time? This question has troubled me for more than a month. Can Miss Song explain it to me?"

Wang Nanbo asked.

"Propose marriage!"

As soon as Song Xiaoxiang's words came out, the sky was shocked!

Chapter 52

"Propose marriage?!"

Wang Nanbo suspected that he had heard wrong.

He widened his eyes and said, "What did you just say about proposing marriage???"

"Yes, propose marriage."

Song Xiaoxiang repeated again.

Wang Nanbo felt that his world view had collapsed.

There are actually women who propose marriage to men?

The key is that this woman is still so good.

What are you planning?

Is Tusuqi handsome? ?

But Wang Nanbo thought about it again, Su Qi was indeed a little bit more handsome.

But based on Wang Nanbo's understanding of Su Qi.

This incomprehensible guy will reject 99% of the time.

So Wang Nanbo persuaded: "Miss Song, I'm not hitting you. If you propose marriage like this, the possibility of success is infinitely close to zero."

Song Xiaoxiang smiled and said, "It's always possible, isn't it?"

"Too optimistic."

Wang Nanbo sighed.

"You don't need to worry about these, why don't you tell me about Mr. Su's likes and dislikes?"

Song Xiaoxiang said.

There was no other way, Wang Nanbo had no choice but to tell Su Qi's likes and dislikes in detail.

It's not that he wanted to explain it in such detail, but that Song Xiaoxiang asked in detail.

How detailed?

In detail, whether Su Qi opened his left eye or his right eye first when he woke up every day.

How could Wang Nanbo know, so I had to ask, is it possible that both eyes were opened at the same time?

Song Xiaoxiang asked and took notes while Wang Nanbo was dumbfounded.

Unexpectedly, this woman who looks like a fairy has such a side.

"I wander around in love all day long, claiming to be romantic and suave, but I'm still not half as good as Brother Su."

Wang Nanbo learned from the painful experience: "It seems that I will take a different route in the future, and follow Brother Su's cold and abstinent path."

After Song Xiaoxiang finished taking notes, he returned to the carriage.

The convoy continued to set off, heading straight for the Temple of Longevity.

Of course, Wang Nanbo would not miss such a lively scene. He wanted to see how Su Qi would react to a woman of Song Xiaoxiang's level.

On the carriage, Song Xiaoxiang flipped through the notes and muttered.

The girl on the side had never seen the Pavilion Master like this before, so she couldn't help saying: "Pavilion Master, is this Mr. Su really that good? It's worth you doing this for him."

"I do not know."

Song Xiaoxiang said with a slight smile, "I just met him 128 times in my dreams."

"dreaming?"

The girl opened her small mouth slightly, feeling that the pavilion master seemed to be talking about something very new.

"So you just saw it in a dream?"

The girl confirmed again.

"correct."

Song Xiaoxiang nodded.

"God."

The girl raised her forehead, it was simply unimaginable how such a calm person like the pavilion master could suddenly fall in love with his brain.

Still with a dreamer.

"Xiao Qiu, you can't understand."

Song Xiaoxiang smiled: "From the first time I saw him in my dream, I knew that he was my destiny in this life, otherwise the concentric bell wouldn't ring, so no matter what, I must be with him .”

"Well, I hope this dream man of yours is really worth it."

The girl sighed.

The residents of Qingxi Town were very curious as to why the convoy was headed towards the Temple of Longevity.

So many people followed, planning to watch the fun.

Luo armor is also listed here.

He really wanted to know why Song Xiaoxiang came here this time.

Judging from the current direction, it is aimed at the concept of longevity.

Could it be that there is a story between Daoist Xiao Su and Song Xiaoxiang?

Strong curiosity drove everyone to go to the concept of longevity.

At this time, Su Qi didn't know what was going to happen. He sat cross-legged in the Taoist temple, still comprehending the sword in his mind.

Although he used the instant sword last time, Su Qi felt that it was not perfect.

One is that the strength control is not perfect, and the other is that the moves are not perfect.

Even so, that sword still amazed everyone.

Su Qi could imagine how terrifying it would be if he had fully mastered this sword.

The more he learned this sword, the more Su Qi felt the power of the swordsman in white in Zhenxi City that day.

"Senior Su, the sound of gongs and drums came from Taolin. It seems that many people are coming towards the Taoist temple."

Jiang Yue walked into the Taoist temple and said to Su Qi.

Su Qi opened his eyes with a look of doubt. After what Jiang Yue said, he seemed to have heard the sound of gongs and drums.

"Go out and see."

Su Qi stood up and walked to the entrance of the Taoist temple.

He saw in the direction of Taolin, a large group of people came to the Temple of Longevity beating drums and gongs, followed by a group of residents of Qingxi Town.

"What is this for?"

Su Qi was even more puzzled.

When the team got closer, the people in the team also saw Su Qi.

The guards headed by them were immediately shocked. The first time they saw Su Qi, they were sure that this Taoist priest must be the man in the pavilion master's dream.

The temperament is too outstanding, and the appearance is like a banished fairy.

Originally, they were all curious about what the pavilion master's dream would be like, but the moment they saw it, they no longer had any doubts, and suddenly felt that they were really a good match, and there was no such thing as who was superior to whom.

The convoy stopped 50 meters before Changsheng Temple.

Then the team separated, and the carriage in the middle came to the front.

The curtain opened, and Song Xiaoxiang got out of the car again.

In the crowd, Wang Nanbo watched this scene excitedly, thinking that the show was about to start, and he must see that guy Su Qi's reaction later.

The moment he saw Song Xiaoxiang, Su Qi was indeed amazed.

It's just that he was just astonished in his heart, and didn't show half of it on his face.

As soon as Song Xiaoxiang raised his head, he saw Su Qi standing at the entrance of the Taoist temple. The breeze blew and stirred Su Qi's clothes. What you see is the same.

The people on Mo are like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

Such a sentence flashed through Song Xiaoxiang's mind.

The eyes of the two met for ten thousand years.

After an unknown amount of time, a smile appeared on the corner of Song Xiaoxiang's mouth, forcing the shyness in his heart down.

She took a few steps forward and said loudly: "Young Master Su, today I, Song Xiaoxiang, bring ten thousand taels of gold, one thousand pieces of silk, one hundred boxes of jewels, and one hundred horses, to propose marriage!"

"Wow!"