Hidden Blade Chapter 127: My daughter’s mind is always poetry

Only one day away from the Lundao Conference.

　　 Amid the quarrel about whether the elder in the door was Mr. Hong under Sirius or Mr. Bi under Green Fox, Xia Zichuan slammed the door and left.

　　 cannot be said to be due to fate, or some kind of expectation in her heart.

　　 Under the messenger of a ghost, she came to the wooden pavilion yesterday.

　　 is just an empty wooden pavilion, but the figure of the young man yesterday cannot be found.

　　 inexplicably, Xia Zichuan's heart was filled with inexplicable loss.

　　 She walked lonely to the wooden pavilion, sat on one side, silently looking at the distant scenery.

　　 lush mountains and forests, but there is a smell of loneliness.

　　 She sat for a long time.

　　 Until the sky dimmed, she finally sighed and stood up.

　　Today, I should not be able to wait for him.

　　 thinking about this, she will leave.

　　 "Is the girl waiting for me?" But at this moment, a familiar voice sounded behind her.

　　 Xia Zichuan's heart trembled, and turned around, but saw that the purple-clothed boy had been standing behind her for some time, and was looking at her with a smile at the moment.

　　 Xia Zichuan’s face suddenly showed joy, but soon felt wrong again. She suppressed the joy that rose from the bottom of her heart, trying to pretend to be reserved. After just a few breaths, she completed such a complicated change in her mind, but her cheeks inevitably became crimson after all.

　　 My daughter’s mind is always poetry. That said, it is probably her at the moment.

　　 "I just wandered here." Xia Zichuan responded like this, but his gaze was somewhat dodging.

　　 The purple-clothed boy smiled, and didn't intend to entangle himself in this matter. He walked into the wooden pavilion and naturally sat down next to Xia Zichuan.

　　 "The girl's thoughts seem to be heavier than yesterday." The purple-clothed boy said faintly, but his eyes were projected toward the foot of the Zhongju Peak where people came and went.

　　"People who live by eating grains are naturally trapped by common things."

　　 "I wish to hear the details." A real smile appeared on the face of the purple-clothed boy.

　　 The smile was not a good-looking face, but Xia Zichuan was taken aback for a while, and some warmth in my heart rose inexplicably.

　　 But in the end, she shook her head and did not answer the boy's question.

　　 "It's useless to say, why bother yourself."

　　The young man raised his brow when he heard this.

　　 "The girl is Xia Zichuan in Yuehudong, Xia girl?" "How do you know?" The girl in a green dress was a little surprised.

　　 "Recently, your parents are looking for the girl's wishful prince, but Linglong Pavilion's big talk. Everyone is thinking, who can be so lucky to be favored by the girl." The purple-clothed boy did not hide it, so Said.

　　 Xia Zichuan smiled bitterly, "Unfortunately, the family is full of ugliness, making the son laugh."

　　's words were somewhat abrupt, but the inexplicable purple-clothed boy made Xia Zichuan feel that he was a person worthy of a heartfelt speech, so he didn't mean to be empty or insulting.

　　 The young man in a large purple robe was also taken aback when he heard the words, but he quickly reacted.

　　"Want to come to the girl's troubles because of this?"

　　 Xia Zichuan sighed at that time, and said: "What genius of swordsmanship, what kind of immortal capital, in the end, it is only a bargaining chip for the rise and fall of the sect. The difference is just what price the bargaining chip can sell... ."

　　The young man seemed to feel something when he heard the words, and he took a deep look at Xia Zichuan.

　　 "Born in heaven and earth, we are all duckweed. I can't control my life, I can't help myself..." He also sighed.

　　The twilight finally descended at that time.

　　 As the sun sets, the tired bird returns to the forest.

　　The Great Linglong Pavilion was covered with a layer of gold at that time, and it suddenly seemed like a fairyland.

　　"It's so beautiful." Xia Zichuan sighed softly, "The son is right. I really want to see this kind of thing once, not once."

　　 At that time, she turned her head and looked at the purple-clothed boy, a kind of light surging in her jet-black eyes.

　　 I just don’t know if she is talking about scenery or people.

　　 Then, Xia Zichuan stood up and bowed to the young man in purple.

　　"To see you again today, Zichuan is very happy, but it is getting late, Zichuan has to go back."

　　 Her gaze stayed on the boy's face for a long time, before she moved away with great difficulty.

　　 She knows that next time, she may be the wife of a certain capital master. Of course, it is more likely that she has no chance to meet him again.

　　 This makes her a little sad.

　　 Things in this world are so strange.

　　Some people have been together for a long time, but they are no match for one or two days of getting along.

　　 But after all, she is not one of those young girls who are thinking about men and women all day long, so why bother if there is no chance.

　　 Soon, she suppressed the seductiveness that suddenly appeared in her heart, turned around and was about to leave. "Wait." At that time, the boy's voice sounded again. He walked up to Xia Zichuan, looked at her, and asked: "Dare you ask me something about Miss Zichuan's son-in-law?"

　　's words were somewhat abrupt, but Xia Zichuan still suppressed the doubts in his heart and shook his head. "Now that the Jingzhong gatekeepers who have come to Linglong Pavilion, apart from Zhu Longqi and Lin Kai, the only suitable ones are Mr. Hong, who is under Sirius, and Mr. Bi, who is under Qinghu. The elders in the family are arguing about this..."

　　 "Who does the girl like?"

　　 Xia Zichuan shook his head again. "I have never seen two of them, but one is rumored to be a drunkard, and the other is a vicious butcher. I don't like it either."

　　 "Actually, the eyes of the elders who look at the girl's house are too narrow after all." The purple-robed boy said with some regret.

　　 "What do you mean by this son?" Xia Zichuan frowned. Although the elders in the door acted too much and she didn't like it, the boy was so straightforward~IndoMTL.com~ but a little too much.

　　"I’m being reckless underneath, but I watched the moon lake cave seniors so anxiously that they wanted to marry the girl, all they did was to find a backer that would be able to settle down in the troubled times. In fact, there are so many people in such backers, why do you have to Are you obsessed with the mayor Yasi?"

　　"Oh?" Xia Zichuan was taken aback when he heard the words, "Except for Chang Yesi, who else does the son think has such an ability in the Great Zhou Dynasty?"

　　"The first sect of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Linglong Pavilion." The purple-robed boy said.

　　 "This..." Xia Zichuan frowned further. Before coming, the mountain gate meant to be married to Linglong Pavilion, but Chen Xuanji left Linglong Pavilion, and there was no suitable candidate for Xia Zichuan in this first gate. How can Yuehudong say that there is a face on the rivers and lakes. Zongmen, if you only look for an ordinary disciple, then there is no tabletop, so it's natural. Therefore, after hearing that Chen Xuanji had already left, such a plan was done.

　　 "If the girl can't find a suitable candidate, there will be one here."

　　 "Who?"

　　 "The disciple of Elder Sikong, the master of the sword hall, Song Yueming." The boy smiled at that time.

　　The noodles are like spring breeze, and the words are like warm jade.

　　 Xia Zichuan was also taken aback. She looked at the young man, and finally realized it at that time, and suddenly smiled.

　　......

　　 There is still one day before the Dao Conference.

　　 But the excitement of Linglong Pavilion today far exceeded everyone's expectations.

　　 Just in the evening, that second disciple of Si blank, Linglong Pavilion is now the hottest master of the sword hall.

　　 took the mighty team of proposal to go to the residence of Yuehu Cave.