Chapter 348: East Eat and West Stay

This conversation in the living room of the owner of the village, Ji Chang's house, is wonderful.

For the bird servant Xiao Jianjian, this living room may be much older than his age, but this is the first time he has stepped in. Because before dusk, even if he searched for death a hundred times, he was not qualified to enter here. But now he's in, and he's been invited. For this living room he has longed for for a long time, his heart is full of curiosity and shock.

The table is as big as jade, and the stool is like a drum, and it is also made of jade.

A chair was covered with a complete tiger skin, and there were two red gems on the handle.

I'll be there again!

When Xiao Jianjian was in the third day, he attracted the scolding of the bird god:

"Can you be paralyzed? Look at the lewd and lascivious people who have thrown you on the street and no one picked you up in the rags that have shaken you?

Lose God, lose God, lose the boss's God, this quality seems to be not good if you don't change a bird servant, this, it's all angry, it's all ah!

I said that you can put your chest up and up? Can you fold your belly? Pull your back with your chest, don't squint, can't pretend to be a good force, can you still do something magical?

The eyes should be slightly narrowed, the eyes should be cold, and Cool Nima will not either, your pupils are retracted like this, yes, yes, that's right, what, the corners of the mouth are pulled downward, and the strength makes you make a big hair, just pull it lightly, which means that Lao Tzu can't look down on you, are we very familiar with it?

Ah, isn't it a god?

Nima, what about you, why are your legs shaking? Are you still scared? The old boy and the little cub on the other side and the guy who was brought down from the sky can scare you into this kind of cowardice? What are you worried about? The demon is the god, the god is the demon, and the harmony is emptiness, and emptiness is the color. Tell you ha, then I will lose my god, chop it, chop it, feed the mouse.

Xiao Jian was calm, and according to the expression and posture required by the bird god, he indifferently faced Ji Chang and Ji De who were sitting and Ji Facai who was standing.

"Whether you can become the son-in-law of the old man, the next conversation is very important, you answer carefully. ”

"That village master, please" Xiao Jianjian, whose bones suddenly became a little soft, didn't know how to be by the bird god, and immediately trembled, and said loudly: "Is it awesome to be your son-in-law?"

"Xiao Jianjian, why are you talking to your future father-in-law? Then my sister's paper is also a flower within a radius of a hundred miles, right? Otherwise, the young sect master of Huatian Sect can come up and marry him?"

"Hmph, Ming'er is going to get married, is it useful to say this?"

"Yes, yes, it's certain to get married, but who the son-in-law is is not necessarily certain, right?"

"Well, as long as you answer satisfactorily to the old man, it doesn't necessarily mean that the son-in-law is you. ”

"Let's go around, you go around yourself first, and then think about how likely it is. ”

"Don't go around, the future brother-in-law, well, that's not for the time being, that's the case, Ming'er, if the young sect master of Huatian Sect comes to greet you, what are you going to do?"

For example, look at the excitement, grab a few pieces of candy, and coax the gods, and go to me if you can do more things!"

"You kid is very capable, aren't you? You're weird with the old man, aren't you afraid of expelling you?"

"Your daughter has sent someone to tell me that she likes the young sect master of eggs, you tell me this, what are you doing here?

"Hmm, what's the name of a food and lodging thing? Oh, this is really a long skill, ha, I can drag words. Say, what does that mean?"

"What do you mean? What do you mean? What do you mean by giving your daughter to the young sect master, and you told me to marry your daughter, what should you do with your daughter? The east family eats and the west family sleeps? If you think of paralysis, I have never seen such a shameless person as you. ”

"The east eats and the west sleeps? What is shameless? The rules of this world are, what are you doing-"

"What are you doing? Lao Tzu sees that you can't get on fire, first let you spew fire out of your mouth and see hum hum!"

"Oh, Xiaojian, this is your future father-in-law, you have the ability to make the mouth of the young sect master of Huatian Sect tender out of the mouth, you hurry up and let the fire go out, my good brother-in-law-"

"Ahh

"Hmph, it's not me bragging, what young sect master, the old sect master dares to come forward, and it is still burned so that his grandmother doesn't know him, who am I now?"

"Ah? You can also burn it in the Yuan Infant Stage? Really fake? This is related to the future and life and death of our Ji family, no joke, Xiao Jianjian." ”

"Fake me. You see it is on fire, you see it is gone, do you mean that the power of the Yuan Infant is stronger than this table?"

Ahhh

Hiss –

"Dad, can you let me be the master of this matter? This brother-in-law is a little Jianjian, oh mom, is there a more suitable brother-in-law than this brother-in-law?"

"Do you want to call the shots? Well, it's not impossible. The old man went to rest first, and you guys chatted about cough."

The pig killer finally couldn't stand it anymore, and left where he was so excited that he squeaked and squeaked the three bird brothers, and shouted Where did Konema go?

Mr. Bi folded the fan and shook it, saying, "It's boring!" and floated away.

Princess Fox chased after the pig killer: "Tianzhi Pavilion, you have taken a bath for almost three hundred years, do you want to rub your back for Gege?"

The pig killer fled. Do Nima brothers, do you need a bath in this immaculate body?

Soon, it was dawn.

This day is destined to be a day of historical significance in Huaning Village, the wasteland and even the whole of Yanfuti.

Because on this day, many people and things will change, many relationships will need to be recombined, and many accidents and accidents will become inevitable.

Maybe it's because of Xiao Jianjian's obsession, maybe it's because of the boredom of Brother Sanniao, or because this is the homeland of the pig killing nearly 40,000 years ago.

However, no matter what kind of script people and others will perform, it seems that the pig killer has never subconsciously sighed when he sees such a dilapidated and desolate homeland.

Could it be that because of the great changes in the vicissitudes of life, the pig killers did not have the slightest sense of identity with this former homeland? Or did the pig killers who were the Son of Heaven have long felt that the end of Yan Futi was a matter of time, so they are not surprised at all? This egg seems to be far away.

Today's Huaning Village has a strange atmosphere, with lights everywhere, banquet tables arranged in rows in the most spacious martial arts arena in the village, busy women compete with chickens, ducks and fish under the shouts of several chefs, and the aroma of meat makes the whole sky foggy. Full of joy.

However, on the wall, there were many knives and guns, the firewood under the oil pot was burning, the piles of rolling wood and stones were everywhere, and groups of men over the age of fifteen were holding weapons and pursing their mouths and looking into the distance. With a murderous look on one's face.

After Xiao Jianjian was invited to the hall of the village owner, he did not return to his ice cellar. But this doesn't mean that the current bird servant has a good impression of Ji Chang's family, it's serious because there is a bird god as a backer, and now it's not good.

When he saw Xiao Lan'er, of course Xiao Jianjian would have a heartbeat, and of course he would have heartache.

If you are paralyzed, if you are not a bird god, if you are not a bird servant, if you are not a qiē, Lan'er, you will still resolutely say: "That word is not from me! Or was that the maid really not sent by you?

Your sorrowful sobs and determinations still don't quite understand.

Just hesitated like this, and suddenly put on the clothes of the groom official prepared by the owner of the village for the time being, and when the maid who passed the message combed her hair, Xiao Jianjian suddenly asked: "You didn't discount what Miss asked you to pass on to me, right?"

The little maid's hand trembled, the comb fell off, and she said for a long time: "No, it's not Miss, it's Lord."

Xiao Jianjian sighed. Since it's not a young lady but a master, then what are you hesitating about? What are you nervous about? But I believe it when you say this.

What else? Everybody's acting. Acting and acting, it has become life.

Xiao Jianjian suddenly felt that he had become very vicissitudes in one day and one night.

Hua Yifei, the young sect master of Huatianzong, is full of ambition today, and feels that the comfort of life lies in the fact that when you have a wife, there will be a number of concubines, and the more pleasant thing is that you marry concubines who are younger than the other, more beautiful than the other, well, and coquettish.

Hua Yifei himself is very satisfied with himself. He is only over fifty years old, but he is already a great power in the Dan stage, which is rare in the entire Yan Futi.

Not only that, when he was in his twenties, he got a rejuvenating exercise, so that he always kept himself in that youthful era. Coupled with his identity as the young sect master of Huatian Sect, it is not far from the truth to say that he is the dream lover of a girl within a radius of thousands of miles.

Thinking of the eighteen-year-old Ji Lan'er, Hua Yifei's mouth turned into an indifferent smile.

Ji Lan'er is obviously not the most beautiful of his concubines, but her waist is the thinnest.

The young master has a thin waist, and he starved to death in the village.

Imagine that when this small waist squirmed between the sheets like a vegetable in water, Hua Yifei's heart began to burn. So his eyes looked at Huaning Village, which had already appeared in his field of vision.

At this glance, the heat in Hua Yifei's eyes and heart gradually cooled.

He saw rows of young men exuding evil aura on the wall. Seeing that the suspension bridge was not put down, there was no sound of gongs and drums in the wall, the sound of silk and bamboo sounded, the gate that should have greeted him was not opened, and the site between the ditch and the wall was gloomy.

What's even more strange is that in the middle of this field, a lone makeshift platform has been set up, and I don't know what it is for. The platform is actually 100 zhang square, which seems to be a bit similar to the ring?

This Nima, is this preparing to marry a girl?