I make a contract with myself

"Still uncomfortable?"

Duan Rong felt sorry for her lover and accompanied him outside to enjoy the breeze.

Sun Yan rubbed his head and sighed: "It turns out that practitioners can also get drunk. It seems that the novel is not all a lie."

Duan Rong smiled softly and said: "Different people naturally drink different wines. As long as you find the right method, even the immortals in the sky can get drunk."

The two chatted for a while and then went home.

The whole family gathers together and sits down to have a meal. This is life.

"It's time for me to go back."

After dinner, Duan Rong mentioned this matter.

No matter how reluctant she was, she had been wandering outside for half a year, far longer than originally expected, and it was time to go back.

Hearing this, Sun Yan was slightly stunned. Complex emotions came to his heart, and he was a little overwhelmed.

Xie Xintong was still confused about the situation and said happily: "Are we going back to Xuanling Sect?"

Duan Rong lowered his head and said in a very soft voice: "Sister Xie, I want to go home and cannot go back to Xuanling Sect with you."

Xie Xintong blinked, confused: "You are already married to my brother, why do you want to go back?"

"This one……"

Duan Rong didn't know how to explain.

After all, Xie Xintong is too simple. Everyone has difficulties, and it is difficult for her to understand.

As a last resort, Duan Rong had to ask Sun Yan for help and let him explain to his sister.

Sun Yan suppressed all the emotions in his heart and said with a smile: "Sister, before we can become husband and wife, we must first get married. Strictly speaking, you and the lady are both my fiancée."

Xie Xintong nodded in understanding, then thought about it and said, "Can't we just go to the Xuanling Sect to get married?"

Sun Yan shook his head and said: "Our family is in Emperor Wu City. The young lady will go back to prepare first, and then there will be a grand wedding. By then, many people will come to bless us."

Xie Xintong only wanted to marry her brother and be his wife. Apart from that, she didn't even understand how to have a child, and no one taught her.

"It's so troublesome..."

Complaints were complaints. She was a little more curious and looking forward to the so-called wedding.

Duan Rong felt half of her body numb as she listened to the conversation between the siblings.

Is this what you do when you get home?

No, I went home...it seemed like I had nothing to do.

It is impossible for his father to let himself go to the battlefield. What else can he do except stay at home and wait for marriage?

With Duan Rong's status, she doesn't even need to prepare the wedding by herself. The etiquette department in the court can handle everything for her. After all, they are professional.

That said, I don’t actually need to leave…

At this thought, Duan Rong felt suddenly enlightened.

She took out the instrument of conversion and contacted her brother, asking him to send a message when he returned.

Duan Mu was speechless for a while after hearing what his sister said.

What a clever little guy...

"Sister, there are many people waiting for you in my mother's family. You won't forget it, right?" Duan Mu reminded her.

Duan Rong blinked her apricot eyes. She hadn't even gotten married yet, but she had already completely forgotten about her natal family. This was really not the case.

but……

She struggled for a long time and asked herself, and she still didn't want to go back.

Sun Yan watched for a moment, then persuaded with a smile: "Go back, there are so many people at home waiting for you, we... still have a long time, I won't run away this time."

The head of the family has spoken, and Duan Rong no longer has to worry.

Sun Yan had fun with his two fiancées for three days, and finally it was time to say goodbye.

The two said goodbye reluctantly, Duan Mu waited eagerly, not daring to rush.

"Be careful on the road, the disciples of God may take action against you." Sun Yan warned.

"They don't dare." Duan Rong was quite confident.

He Yin is an eighth-level warrior and Duan Rong's master. I believe that no one without a good eye would dare to cause trouble for the siblings.

Sun Yan nodded lightly and immediately took out a palm-sized sword: "This is for you."

"magic weapon?"

As Duan Rong spoke, his hands kept moving.

She also wants to give her lover a gift, which is a martial arts secret book that records the Duan family's ancestral marksmanship.

The two smiled at each other.

Sun Yan joked: "Are we exchanging love tokens?"

Duan Rong hummed: "This is a serious martial art."

"you sure?"

Sun Yan opened the secret book. The meridian diagrams, annotations, and precautions were very common, but at the bottom of the page, the line of small regular script with hairpin flowers had nothing to do with martial arts.

Duan Rong's pretty face turned red, she closed the secret book and said in a voice like a mosquito, "Read it when you get back."

After sending the three people onto the ferry, Sun Yan waved his hand. After the ferry went away, he finally felt a little empty.

"Brother, when will we return to Xuanling Sect?"

Xie Xintong held his brother's hand and turned his head with a sweet smile.

Sun Yan took a deep breath and immediately held his sister's hand.

"Just a few days."

……

"What? You want to leave, no!"

Hearing that Sister Lin and her group were going back to the sect, Sect Leader Yun's face darkened, and she was the first to express her disapproval.

Lin Xiaoyu narrowed her eyes and said with a smile: "Sister Yun, are you reluctant to let go of me, or are you reluctant to let go of my good disciple?"

"Of course... you."

Sect Master Yun smiled bitterly.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that she doesn't want to leave anyone.

Sisters are not important, useful men are important. It’s okay for you to leave, just leave Sun Yan behind...

Of course, you must not say this. What if someone misunderstands you?

Lin Xiaoyu sighed slightly, she knew that Sister Yun was in trouble and needed help from her good disciple.

However, this time she stayed in Daozong for a long time, and Xuanling Sect sent people to remind her, for fear that she would never return to Quanlin Peak.

Sect Master Yun knew that Sister Lin had decided to leave, so he stopped trying to persuade her. He just captured Sun Yan and squeezed out the last of his worth.

Sun Yan is so angry.

But he rolled his eyes and said, "I have helped you so much, but don't you have any expression?"

"What's the bad idea?"

"You know what my master is like. After I go back, I have to be self-reliant and I will be tricked, you know."

"Want to enter my Dao Sect's treasure pavilion?"

"If you want a horse to run, you have to feed it."

When Sect Master Yun heard this, he felt that what he said was very reasonable, and it would not be a problem to keep squeezing him.

After a while, the two came to the Treasure Pavilion.

Sun Yan was very rude and didn't say hello to the old man guarding the pavilion. He started picking them up as soon as he entered, as if he wanted to empty the place.

There were only a lot more good things in the Dao Sect than in the General's Mansion. Sect Leader Yun introduced a few of them and then shut up.

She was afraid that if she said a few more words, the Treasure Pavilion would be emptied by this person...

The old man who kept the pavilion was responsible for managing the treasure pavilion. He didn't say much when he saw this. Instead, he showed an aunty smile and looked at the two of them with a smile.

Although there is a big age difference, we are all practitioners. As long as our thoughts are clear, this is not a problem.

After a while, the two came to the old man guarding the pavilion to register.

Sect Master Yun frowned slightly: "Scrooge, what's your expression? I'm the Sect Master now. I just took some training resources. What's the matter with you?"

The old man guarding the pavilion is heartbroken.

Is this a fucking point?

I took three thousand yuan for the spirit stones alone. Counting other treasures, the total would cost more than ten thousand yuan!

Forget it, just treat it as a dowry...