Matchmaker system [Quick Transmigration]

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Have we met?

Jiang Ling looked at the person in front of him, but couldn't open his mouth.

The reason is very simple, he has really met, not only met but also talked about a specious love.And, for Jiang Ling, it happened not long ago.

He pressed the boy on the coffin board and ate tofu...

Jiang Ling was silent for a while, the eyelashes of the person in front of him trembled, as if he was thinking of a suitable address, after a while, he softened his voice and called out: "Qing He...Junior Sister?"

This call brought Jiang Ling back to his sanity, Jiang Ling took the ribbon with a natural expression, and chuckled: "You have seen me? Did you see me in a dream? Could it be that I am... the Goddess in your dream? "

Jiang Ling originally wanted to talk about the lover in his dream, but the word "lover" seemed too shocking in this world, so he changed it to another word. However, once he said it, he still regretted it.

Seeing Mei Shuyuan stunned, there were layers of ripples in the clear blue eyes.

Even the steward Yuanjun behind him looked at Jiangling with a surprised face, which seemed a little inconceivable.

In the previous world, he wanted to flirt with that boy when he saw that boy, but now he hasn't cured this problem all at once.

"..."

Jiang Ling bit the ribbon, grabbed two handfuls of hair with his fingers, and through the movement of tying his hair, lowered his eyes and said casually: "I was just joking, don't take it to heart."

The cool wind was blowing along with the wind and snow, Jiang Ling shook a bit, then saw the person in front of him pursed his lips, and said in a warm voice: "It's okay."

Afterwards, he set his eyes on the people behind Jiang Ling, with a questioning expression in his eyes.

The steward immediately said respectfully: "Xianjun, I am the steward of the outer sect, and I will show Senior Qing He the way today."

Mei Shuyuan nodded.

Yuan Jun lowered his head, leaving a hairy bun.The girl twisted her fingers together and said shyly, "I am the thirteenth disciple of Lord Fu Ling."

"It turned out to be the apprentice of the second senior sister. According to seniority, I can be regarded as your senior uncle."

As soon as the word "Master Uncle" came out, Yuan Jun's expression was gloomy, and his voice became much quieter: "Five years ago, the suzerain thought...Master Uncle's place was too quiet, so he asked us to take turns guarding here. When it came to me, I brought them here to pack things..."

"I see."

"I..." Yuan Jun secretly went to see him.

Seeing that person's smile was as warm as ever, his lips parted slightly: "I'm sorry, I surprised my nephew this time."

"It's okay." Yuan Jun waved his hands again and again.

Mei Shuyuan stretched out her hand, a jade slip appeared in the palm of her hand, and handed it to Yuan Jun: "With this jade slip, my nephew can exchange for a magic weapon that suits me in Duobao Pavilion."

After saying that, his eyes glanced at the shawl in Yuan Jun's hand.

Yuan Jun was waving his hand just now, and he is still waving his hand now, and said anxiously: "The suzerain has already given compensation."

Mei Shuyuan bent the corners of her lips: "That's Master's compensation..."

"No, no, no." Yuan Jun then waved his hands.

Suddenly, her hand was held again, and when she looked back, it was Jiang Ling.

Jiang Ling's hair was tied up, he raised his eyebrows at her, took the jade slip from Mei Shuyuan's hand, and put it into Yuan Jun's palm: "If he gives it, then continue, the elder can't deny it."

"Elder..." Yuan Jun blinked.

"That's right." Jiang Ling nodded.

Yuan Jun held the jade slip tightly, but a very disappointed look appeared on his face.

Mei Shuyuan looked gentle: "Now that I have left the customs, I don't need to bother my nephew."

Yuan Jun looked dazed.

Mei Shuyuan's voice was gentle: "The aura in the mountains is still a bit chaotic, why don't I give my nephew a ride?"

"No, no need."

When Yuan Jun led those little girls and left with the steward, he was still a little out of his mind.

After several people disappeared into the clouds, Jiang Ling clicked his tongue: "That little girl admires you, do you know that?"

Mei Shuyuan turned her head, and her eyes fell on Jiang Ling with clear and shallow eyes.

"Isn't it too shocking for you to reject people like this?"

"Since we're engaged, we shouldn't mess with this." Ripples spread out in the clear blue eyes, revealing a serious look.

Jiang Ling was taken aback.

He was not stupid, so he naturally understood the meaning of Mei Shuyuan's words.

"And." Mei Shuyuan turned her head away, her eyes fell on the wind and snow, her ears were a little red, and there was a look of seriousness, tenderness, reminiscence and shyness on her face, "I probably really I saw you in my dream."

"Ahem——" Jiang Ling accidentally choked on himself.

"Junior Sister Qinghe?" Mei Shuyuan stretched out her hand subconsciously, but was stopped by Jiang Ling.

"it's okay no problem."

"Oh."

After a pause, Xu Shi saw that Jiang Ling had returned to normal, and Mei Shuyuan said again: "...you came to Kunlun Sect to look for me?"

This question got to the point. Jiang Ling did come to him for something. For the sake of the "Bright Pearl" and his own life, Jiang Ling couldn't give up halfway.So he nodded and said solemnly: "That's right, I have something important to ask."

"Why don't you go in first?" Mei Shuyuan suggested.

Jiang Ling nodded.

I saw that the young man in front of him was smiling, as if a gust of spring wind had blown away the ice and snow.

The two walked towards the palace along the steps covered with a thick layer of snow.Jiang Ling glanced over the pines and cypresses, and finally landed on the young man beside him.

He looked about in his twenties, wearing a loose and clean Taoist robe, his long blue-black hair was loosely braided into long braids, and fell softly on the robe.The face is still warm and soft, but the greenness has faded, restrained and elegant.

For Yu Jiangling, it's just a different world, but that young boy who was still immature and a bit coquettish has become what he is today.

Speaking of which, about ten years have passed here...

I don't know if he still remembers "Alice".

Thinking of this, Jiang Ling felt that it was better not to remember.

As the closed disciple of the Kunlun Suzerain, Mei Shuyuan is very popular with the Suzerain.The site of the mansion is built on the mountainside of the main peak, where the spiritual power is very strong and the architecture is elegant and exquisite.

However, after actually stepping into it, Jiang Ling understood why the Kunlun suzerain had sent someone to guard the place.

It's too quiet here.

Jiang Ling stepped on the steps, passed a small path, and now walked on the corridor.There is a row of icicles on both sides of the corridor, and the icicles reflect the figures of the two people, and their boots step on the smooth floor, making a slight sound.

Except for the sound of footsteps, there was no other movement.

"Do you have pets?" Jiang Ling asked suddenly.

The person beside him shook his head.

"You don't have anyone here, and you don't raise a little thing to relieve boredom."

Mei Shuyuan bent the corners of her lips: "I don't have time to take care of you."

"That's right, you have been in seclusion for ten years." Jiang Ling nodded.

"Actually, it hasn't been closed for so long."

"Didn't retreat for so long?" Jiang Ling looked puzzled.

At this time, he was passing a courtyard, in which several plum trees were planted, and red plum blossoms formed on the branches.The red plums were in full bloom, and when blown by the wind, they fell into a spiritual spring.

Mei Shuyuan paused, did not answer Jiang Ling's question, but turned to look at him with a slight frown.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Jiang Ling made up his mind not to admit that he was Alice, so he looked back very calmly.

On the contrary, Mei Shuyuan looked a little hesitant, and then, the corners of her lips rose slightly, revealing a very gentle smile, and asked cautiously: "What's wrong with your face?"

"Face?" Jiang Ling raised his eyebrows, and rubbed his own face. After touching a scar, he realized that he had played off and was now "disfigured".

Xie Ange suggested that he wear a veil, although Jiang Ling didn't accept it, but it's not good to go out and walk around with such a face on his face, so he cast a blindfold on himself.

It's just that this kind of small spell can deceive people whose cultivation level is lower than his own, but if the other party's cultivation level is similar to his own, or higher than his own, it is meaningless.

"Small things..."

"If you don't mind, can I have a look?"

Jiang Ling spread his hands: "Yes."

There was a bench beside the railing, Jiang Ling sat down on the bench, leaned on the railing and took a look outside, feeling that the scenery was very good.

"These plum blossoms were planted when I just moved in. The spiritual spring is the place with the strongest spiritual energy here. The formation of the entire mansion is maintained by the spiritual spring." Mei Shuyuan explained on the side.

"Do you like plum blossoms?"

"Maybe." Mei Shuyuan whispered softly, "When I was young, my sister planted a few old plum trees in front of the door. I thought it was very good, so I planted them."

Jiang Ling took a few more glances at the Lingquan, but from his perspective, he couldn't see what the Lingquan looked like, what he saw was the spiritual energy that had almost turned into substance.

"look up."

An extremely soft and gentle voice came from beside my ears.

Jiang Ling raised his head subconsciously, just in time to meet a pair of clear green eyes.

Mei Shuyuan stood in front of him, bent slightly, a few strands of hair fell on her white forehead, her eyes were clear, for a moment, Jiang Ling felt that these clear blue eyes were beautiful and strange, and when he took a closer look, But gentle and serious.

"The breath on the wound is a bit special, I will help you pull it out."

"How long will it take?" Jiang Ling asked.

"It will take about a quarter of an hour." Mei Shuyuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his tone was soft.

Then, a smile opened on the corner of his mouth: "You close your eyes."

Jiang Ling stared at him closely, but he was very familiar with the smile on Mei Shuyuan's face, and he could easily let go of his vigilance.

This kind of smile is kind of gentle and intimate, Jiang Ling often saw it on Mei Shuyuan's face when he was Alice.

The wind and snow blow into the corridor, bringing a bit of fragrance of plum blossoms, unexpectedly making this place not so deserted.

Jiang Ling slowly closed his eyes.

Mei Shuyuan looked down at him, and there was no movement for a long time.

Jiang Ling frowned slightly, as if he was a little puzzled and impatient.

Then, he felt the warm fingertips on his intact skin, and after two light taps, he retracted again.

It seems that everything is Jiang Ling's illusion.

"..."

For a moment, Jiangling felt like being eaten tofu.

The next moment, I felt a little...cute.