How many times the group portrait is spring

"Proposal? Are you going to put it here for fun?" It was Yun Jing who couldn't listen to it first, and the Hengshan Sword Sect was taking advantage of the fire?Taking advantage of their Xuantianzong's accident, you think you can marry them Senior Brother Ning?

"It's not funny. If the two factions form an alliance, it will be beneficial to both of us. Besides, the cultivation world also needs a happy event. Isn't the marriage of our two sword sects a great thing for the best of both worlds?"

"If this can be done, my faction is also willing to contribute to the peace of the cultivation world." Elder Liu glanced at the faces of everyone present, and the one with the worst expression was Yun Jing.

"I, Senior Brother Zhelan, married your young sect leader Yang Song? Your family's sect leader is not worthy, so how about that coward Yang Song?" Yun Jing was still spitting at him.

Elder Liu corrected with a smile: "It's not a wife, it's a concubine. Ning Zhelan doesn't have a clan, so I sent..."

Before Elder Liu finished speaking, Yun Jing interrupted him angrily: "You are here to humiliate our sect, right?! Don't talk about wives and concubines, I'll kill you Liu Rui first!"

It is impossible for Jin Dan to find Yuan Ying desperately.

Ning Jiuchen reached out to stop Yunjing, "Xiaojing, don't mess around."

"Master?!" Yun Jing was anxious.

Seeing Ning Jiuchen's attitude, Liu Rui was even more proud. He only felt that Xuantianzong was persuaded by their conditions, and there was probably something to be said for it.

Jing Rong, who was speechless for a long time, raised his eyes and said lightly: "Zhelan has no clan, but behind him is my Xuantianzong."

"Get out." Jing Rong didn't tell in advance when he started, the members of the Hengshan Sword Sect had already been kicked out of Xuantianzong by the time his lingering sound fell, and they fell into the mud at the bottom of the mountain.

Ning Qing knew that it was because Yun Jing had accidentally slipped his mouth. He looked down at the young master with white clouds on his sleeves and loose hair in the double-looking mirror, and thought for a moment: "The actions of the Hengshan Sword Sect are indeed true. To humiliate my sect."

"They're still scolding you." Yun Jing pursed his lips and frowned, "Aren't you angry? Brother."

"I'm used to it, so it's okay." Ning Qing smiled very lightly, "Xiao Jing, don't be arrogant."

"I don't care!" Yun Jing pouted, "No one is allowed to bully my senior brother, and I kicked that Liu Rui hard, really treating him like a human being."

"Let me tell you, Senior Brother, and that Yan Zhi, who bullied Senior Senior Brother, if I can beat him, I will definitely beat him hard!" Yun Jing moved closer and reached out to stroke Ning Qing's hair , "You treat me the best, so that others will not bully you."

"Junior Sister." Ning Qing was half helpless and half pampered, "You can't beat Yan Zhi, so don't even think about slipping down the mountain to teach him a lesson."

"Brother, how do you know me..." Yun Jing paused, oh shit, it's over, she spoke out what was in her heart.

"Isn't it easy to guess what's on your mind?" Ning Qing twitched the white jade hairpin and said, "Okay, I'm going to take care of the clan affairs for my senior brother, so please be obedient and don't mess around."

"I won't cause trouble for you!" Yun Jing yelled, seeing Ning Qing's smiling eyes, he added with a vow: "Really!"

The fact that the Hengshan Sword Sect was kicked out doesn't mean that they will give up their desire to marry, but they still hope to use this opportunity to pull Xuantianzong from the throne of the number one sword sect.

When Ning Qing was sorting the documents with different priorities for Jing Rong, he heard the report from his disciples, and the young master of Hengshan Sword Sect came to plead guilty.

"I don't see you." Jing Rong gathered the document and put it on the case.

"Brother." Ning Qing called him, "Since they handed over the greeting card, they should meet."

"...That's all." Jing Rong paused, "Broadcast."

This time the Hengshan Sword Sect's so-called coming to plead guilty is really impressive, not only Yang Song, but even his mother came with him.

Yang Song's mother has long sleeves and is good at dancing, otherwise she would not have climbed from a prostitute to the position of the head wife of the Hengshan Sword Sect, and her words are much softer than Liu Rui's. Listen to his mother talking next to his mother.

Ning Qing just listened and didn't express his opinion, Jing Rong looked at the closed document and was not interested in looking at his wife and mother, only when the head wife stopped talking, she replied: "You can go out when you have said enough."

Their Hengshan Sword Sect offended them first, even if Xuantianzong expelled them, there would be no problem.

Unexpectedly, after the wife in charge bowed to Jing Rong, she lowered her body and bowed to Ning Qing. Ning Qing took a step back, which did not affect her bent waist.

She said: "Little friend Ning, my Song'er really likes you, and originally wanted to welcome you with the gift of a real wife. It was Liu Rui, Elder Liu, who made a mistake and offended you first."

"Ma'am, you don't have to be like this, Zhelan can't bear this gift." Ning Qing didn't look at her.

Mrs. Pianmen also said: "This world is chaotic. Marriage is beneficial to both of our sects. I, the Hengshan Sword Sect, also sincerely want to form an alliance with Xuantianzong. The cultivation world is in a slump, and the East is full of joy. I think, if Song'er can marry Ning Xiaoyou, it might boost morale."

What she said in this scene was much more beautiful than Elder Liu, but it didn't affect Jing Rong's refusal: "Have you said enough, I don't agree."

"My Xuantian Sect has not yet fallen to the point where we need to rely on marriage to consolidate our power."

"Elder brother is like a father, I will listen to senior brother." Ning Qing also looked indifferent.

The head's wife froze, "There's no need to refuse so quickly, you two might as well think about it..."

Her son Song'er cried, quarreled with her and hanged himself to marry Ning Qing, but she came in person, how could she return empty-handed.

Yang Song, who had been serving as the background board, suddenly stood up and said, "Ning Qing, whether you agree or not, I will tell you a secret."

"Zhelan has no such intention." Ning Qing refused.

Unexpectedly, Yang Song's next sentence was: "It's about that person, do you really not want to listen?"

Really, pinched Ning Qing's weakness to death.

Yang Song was planning to break the pot, and he even thought that Ning Qing would lose his manners and beat him up, but he never thought that Ning Qing would suppress all emotions, look at him fixedly and say: "I accepted."

"Is this crazy?" Yang Song smiled in astonishment, his mother was also relieved, now that his son persuaded him personally, Song'er should not have trouble with her again.

Compared with the exceptionally calm Ning Qing, Jing Rong couldn't calm down, "What do you think, Zhe Lan?"

"I want to do something for the sect again." Ning Qing smiled, "I voluntarily, no one forced me, brother."

"...I don't agree." Jing Rong clasped Ning Qing's wrist, "I'll say it again, Zhelan, senior brother hasn't been reduced to relying on your marriage to stabilize your status and sect."

"It's none of my brother's business, it's what I want." Ning Qing didn't dodge Jing Rong's gaze, he pulled Jing Rong's hand away little by little, "Senior brother, let's continue to deal with the clan affairs, I'll go back to Chunlan Palace first."

Ning Qing walked a little unsteadily, ah... let him think about it, let him think about it, what did Yang Song say.

He was the one who told the story back then that he was a descendant of the demon race.

Why would he know something that even Ning Qing didn't know?Because, it was Hengshan Sword Sect who were the ones who made Su go back home and ruined their lives, and went blind and wandered around.

"That's great... that's great..." Ning Qing smiled, her tone trembling a little, how dare they go back...his back...

The backstory that never mentioned the past to him, the backstory that loves books but can't see anything while holding crutches, his backstory... He couldn't bear to hurt him at all...

How can I let this group of evil spirits go on at ease...

At the end of spring, Xuantianzong announced the marriage with Hengshan Sword Sect.

The originally bleak cultivation world also heated up with this incident. Xuantianzong prepared various gifts, and Xia Chu accepted the gifts from Hengshan Sword Sect.

"Marriage letter, Liupin..." Jing Rong was momentarily distracted while holding the gift list.

"I don't need these things, I'm enough alone." Ning Qing took out the Hongjuan marriage certificate, put it on the lamp and lit it.

"Zhelan, it's still too late for you to repent..." Jing Rong felt a pain in his heart, and couldn't bear to look at Shang Ningqing.

"This is my own choice, and I have no complaints." The protagonist of this in-law marriage was extremely quiet. He watched the paper of the marriage certificate burn to nothingness, and then slightly hooked the corners of his lips, "Give me the marriage certificate, he Not worthy yet."

In this world, Yan Huai is the only one who can marry Ning Qing.

It's a pity that he was willing to wait, but the man would not come.

The face of the person in the mirror is still the same, and he has never lived up to the name of Xuantianzong No. 1. He is dressed in plain white, elegant and gentle, and the white jade hairpin is also a bit more plain. It is such a person, and it is really ridiculous that this marriage is scheduled for the funeral.

With Ning Qing's smile, his brows and eyes relaxed a lot. The mockery in his eyes was hard to beat the tenderness, and it was hard to stay in the hearts of others.

Before Ning Qing left, he didn't seem to be paying much attention to the marriage. He just kept walking around the sect, correcting mistakes and omissions in the classics as usual, instructing his disciples on martial arts, and tapping on the Yunjing table to tell her to be less greedy.

"Senior brother, don't leave, okay? I won't be greedy anymore..." Yun Jing grabbed his sleeve.

Ning Qing smiled very warmly, "This is the path that senior brother chose, and he should go on no matter what."

"But Yang Song is nothing! I, I'd rather you elope with a magic cultivator than him, right?!" Yun Jing was prone to talking nonsense when he was excited, and then stopped talking with a weird expression.

"Senior brother also wants to elope with a demon cultivator." Ning Qing answered Yun Jing's nonsense with a smile.

"Then elope! Go far away!"

"But it's too late."

When this story spread to the Eastern Realm, Yan Zhi was watching the palace guards decorate the Qianjiu Palace with folded arms, while Yan Huai was silent on the other side, only listening to Yan Zhi responding: "Do you want to block my Eastern Realm based on two marriages? Childish .”

Yan Zhi smiled, "There is no need to spread this kind of thing."

"No..." Xuan Ye paused, and he glanced at Yan Huai deliberatively, but he couldn't see his expression clearly because of his mask.

Xuan Ye thought about it and said: "The main thing is that the people who are married are Ning Qing of Xuantian Sect and Yang Song of Hengshan Sword Sect."

Yan Huai didn't move, but his pupils shrank.

Yan Zhi, who folded his arms, let go, and turned around slowly. He raised his hand to take off Yan Huai's mask, lowered his eyes and asked, "You won't be soft-hearted, right? Yan Qing."

"...No." Yan Huai's throat felt dry, and he accidentally looked away from Yanzhi.

Yan Zhi pinched the mask and hooked the corners of his lips, "You'd better do what you say."

Do what you say...Ning Qing has nothing to do with him...