"What fiancée?"
The one who was speaking was Nishu. She saw that everyone was taking a long time to return to the box. When she walked out of the box's barrier, she just happened to hear Mo Li's last words.
When he asked the question, he also saw Yan Baibai's current situation. She was surrounded by four men. Looking at her expression, he knew that even she herself was confused about Yan Li's words.
"Everyone, if you have anything to say, please go inside the private room first. The corridor is not the place to talk."
The voice of reading became cold again. As a girl herself, she could see Yan Baibai's embarrassing situation at a glance.
Sure enough, she saw Yan Baibai trying to pull back her hands, but the four men had no intention of backing down.
Nianshu's eyes immediately turned cold. When she was about to rush over to pull Yan Baibai out, she saw Yan Baibai move.
"I say, what do you take me for?" Yan Baibai's voice was also cold. She glanced left and right at Xiao Changhen and Mo Li, who were holding her hands respectively, with a flicker of impatience in her eyes: "Your toy? Or some ridiculous trophy?"
"No!" X4.
"Then let me go. Today is my birthday and I want to have a good time." His voice was tired.
This time, Yan Baibai's hands were finally free.
Yan Bai rubbed her slightly red wrist and frowned again. She walked around a few people and went to Nianshu. She didn't have any special feelings in her heart, but when she met Nianshu's concerned eyes, her heart couldn't help but ache.
She is a weak person. No matter whether it is Xiao Changhen or Mo Li, as long as one of them is serious and unreasonable, if they want to take her away, even if the people in the small team fight to the death, they will not be able to protect her.
"System, please give me some time. I want to practice and improve my cultivation quickly." Yan Baibai asked the system: "You just saw it. It's very easy for them to crush me to death."
"Host, they are fighting for you because they like you. How could they possibly hurt you?" the system said quickly.
"Just count how many of your previous hosts were killed by the male protagonist of the mission because they were not strong enough!" Yan Baibai disagreed with the system's words: "Many times, I can only rely on myself and cannot pin my hopes on those illusory emotions."
"Host, I understand. I will make arrangements for you." After so many failures, the system decided to listen to the host. In short, it would always stand on the host's side, not those male protagonists of the mission.
"Thank you, system." Yan Baibai's eyes became firm.
"This is what I should do, host. I will listen to you from now on." The system said in a firm tone.
"Junior sister." Nianshu looked at Yan Baibai worriedly. As he walked over, he noticed that Yan Baibai's eyes had become firm.
To be honest, I felt relieved when I read.
I discovered a long time ago that the majority of cultivators in the world of immortal cultivation are powerful males. In addition to some worldly reasons, there are too many talented female cultivators who are obsessed with love. Although there are couples who make progress together, they are rare in a thousand years.
Having a good suitor or companion is a blessing, but if there are too many, the one being pursued will always be the one being harassed. Of course, this applies to female cultivators.
This intrusion is a disturbance to the female cultivator's heart. Those who find it troublesome will develop inner demons in the worst case, while those who see it as a symbol of charm will become arrogant and complacent.
When Nianshu saw the look in Yan Baibai's eyes, she knew that she took this incident as motivation for her cultivation and was not disturbed too much. It turned out that she was her junior sister and did not let her down!
Even so, there will definitely be troubles. I just hope that my junior sister can have a smooth birthday.
After a moment, everyone in the box took their seats again. However, this time, the seating positions were different. On either side of Yan Baibai sat Nianshu and Shi Lidan. As for the other four, they were squeezed to the opposite table farthest from Yan Baibai.
At first, some people wanted to object, but after seeing Yan Baibai's eyes, they all chose this arrangement.
"Senior Yan Li." At this moment, Nianshu also had a premonition that this was not his real name, but he still addressed him as such for the time being. "What did you mean by what you just said?"
"Junior Sister Yan's family members are all dead. She grew up in my Yanjian Sect. I don't remember Uncle Chanyu arranging a marriage for Junior Sister Yan Baibai."
It is even more impossible for Yan Baibai's relatives. If her relatives really knew a strong man like Mo Li and were able to get engaged, they would not live in such a small mountain village.
"In her previous life, she was my fiancée, but before we could hold our wedding, some changes occurred in the family." Mo Li couldn't reveal his identity. "It's a long story. Anyway, when I met her again, she had become Yan Baibai, but I still recognized her."
"So, that's from a previous life?" Nianshu's tone was barely concealed with surprise, and he stammered, "I'm afraid that doesn't count, right?"
"How can it not count?" Mo Li turned his eyes away from Yan Baibai and whispered, "After all, she is the only one who can be my wife."
"Uncle Yan, I'm sorry, my mother married my father five hundred years ago." While most people were still accepting the new things, Zi Er's innocent voice rang out: "Father's wife can only be my mother, and Zi Er's mother can only be Bai Bai's mother. Zi Er is very sure that my mother's soul is the mother from five hundred years ago. Uncle Yan, are you sure?"
Of course, Mo Li was not sure about the soul. He had a good memory and high cultivation, and his fiancée Mo Baibai always appeared in front of him. So after seeing Yan Baibai in the sealed place of thousands of flowers and flowers, he remembered Mo Baibai from her appearance and eyes.
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