Chapter 4 Chapter 4 "Want to marry the senior sister?"
The banquet was over and the lights were dim. Only two pairs of marriage lanterns fell on the destined people, while the rest were silent and dim.
The tourists returned home, and the banks of the Huai River gradually fell into silence and sleep.
Chu Liangxiu sat cross-legged on the top of the dangerous building, the moonlight pouring down on her like water. She closed her eyes, the coldness spreading from her body, quickly freezing wherever it encountered water. Countless ice-blue threads spread from under her like tentacles to the entire Huaicheng, searching for an opponent worthy of a fight.
Chen Qian stood on the roof ten feet away, looking up at the full moon in the sky, wondering what he was thinking.
From high in the dark sky, two marriage lanterns floated down from nowhere and hung right above the two of them.
Yao Ning saw this scene on the ground.
There is a high monk in the Brahma Temple who follows the will of heaven and cultivates relics through seven reincarnations. His insight into fate and destiny is far superior to that of most practitioners who go against the will of heaven.
Therefore, the marriage lamp does not randomly match couples, but is controlled by the formation of a high monk to automatically identify the bond between destined marriages.
Now this pair of marriage lanterns has chosen Chen Qian and Chu Liangxiu.
Yao Ning tilted his head and looked at the two of them, with a bit of crazy emptiness in his eyes.
"Is it suitable?"
"Not worthy at all."
She asked and answered herself, her voice very soft, floating in the night wind.
One of the marriage lanterns first landed on Chen Qianshou. The light illuminated his nose like a hanging gallbladder and his eyes like bright stars, which was the touching look that Yao Ning had sketched in his heart countless times.
Yao Ning saw him look down at the marriage lantern for a while, and then looked at Chu Liangxiu high up in the dangerous building, and the other marriage lantern slowly falling.
He just stood there with the lantern, waiting for his fate to come.
Yao Ning turned and left.
The lotus lanterns on the Huai River flow towards the sea, and the moonlight falls on the stone road, illuminating the drunken people returning home in groups of three or two.
Suddenly, someone screamed.
Someone looked up.
I saw that the night sky not far away seemed to have a crack, and a dazzling light fell from the sky into the mortal world. The pouring light was like a dream, shining brightly in the dark night.
Screams rang out one after another, many windows were opened, and people who had not yet fallen asleep looked at the scene in surprise.
"What is this?"
"Is this some immortal's magic?"
"Maybe the gods from heaven are coming down to earth."
Amidst the chattering speculation, someone said, "It seems to be the sun."
The sun rises at midnight? He must have lost his mind.
But when everyone looked at the pillar of light that penetrated the sky and the earth, they were unable to refute it for a moment.
Dark clouds swirled and rumbling thunder brewed. It seemed that this scene of rebellion against the heavens had finally angered the world. The night rushed forward like a tide, trying to strangle the glimmer of light of the ant that was overestimating its own capabilities.
The darkness devoured the light column, and when only a thin line remained, the light suddenly became brighter, the night was reduced to dust, and half of the city was bathed in golden crows.
The person who had just fallen asleep turned over and suddenly saw the sky outside the window was bright, and he didn't know where he was for a moment.
More people who witnessed this spectacle cheered.
On the top of the dangerous building, Chu Liangxiu opened his icy blue eyes, and the coldness that spread throughout the city was retracted with a swish of ice. The heavy ice sword came out in response, making an excited buzzing sound.
Her figure suddenly disappeared, and the next moment she appeared under the skylight.
Chen Qian narrowed his eyes and jumped off the roof at will.
It's so bold to be unconventional.
The blazing sword energy intercepted him head on, and the red figure flashed, forcing him back several feet in a few breaths.
Yao Ning summoned his natal sword Fu Guang and blocked Chen Qian's way.
The girl tilted her head, her smile bright and cunning: "Who are you going to see, Brother Shen?"
After saying this, without waiting for Chen Qian's reply, he attacked with fierce and ferocious moves.
Chen Qian had no idea what Yao Ning was doing, and he didn't seem to want to understand. He just said calmly, "Get out of the way. Swords have no eyes."
He wanted to solve it in a few moves.
But found that it could not be solved.
That was probably the first time Chen Qian looked at Yao Ning seriously since they met in the snow when they were young.
He didn't expect that the child he picked up casually back then had grown to this level.
Yao Ning was a man of good talent, and Chen Qian had heard the headmaster praise him several times, but he had never taken it to heart. Perhaps it was because he had seen many talented people since he was a child, but no one had ever been able to surpass him. Chen Qian had already stood at the top of the mountains, and the other so-called geniuses were nothing more than ordinary people in his eyes.
His deepest impression of Yao Ning was that he could always see her when he looked back inadvertently.
The little girl who likes to wear red clothes always stands out among the white flowing clothes of the Xuan Qing clan.
"Shine."
Chen Qian was not paying attention and was forced to the ground from the air by the Fu Guang sword. His natal sword Ting Ni sensed the danger and flew out automatically, blocking Shen Qian's eyebrows.
Yao Ning landed gracefully on the ground, and a lantern painted with dragons and phoenixes slowly landed in her palm.
This is the dormitory of the Brahma Temple, which is specially used to receive guests. The duel between the two was so powerful that it overflowed with spiritual energy and attracted cultivators from various sects to come out and watch.
Surrounded by the crowd, the courtyard was silent for a moment, and then congratulations and jokes were heard one after another.
Someone who was curious shouted, "How lucky is Chen Xianzun!"
There were also female cultivators who frowned and bit their lips, shocked and sad, or were extremely angry, or left sadly.
Amid the clamor, Chen Qian was confused for a moment before he looked at his left hand.
There was always a lantern there, with a dragon and a phoenix painted on it, which looked lifelike, as if they were about to fly away hand in hand with the wind at the next moment.
The two fought for more than a hundred rounds. The thunder and lightning were swift and the sun was scorching, but the paper lantern was intact.
I don’t know whether he was protecting her subconsciously or Yao Ning was intentionally avoiding her.
The marriage lamp indicates the destiny of lovers.
The leader of Xuanqing Sect put on his clothes and slippers and walked into the courtyard. He saw Chen Qian and Yao Ning each holding a marriage lantern and facing each other in silence. He was suddenly startled, then came to his senses and hurried forward to return the greetings to the onlookers one by one.
"Thank you, fellow Taoists."
"Congratulations, everyone."
"I will definitely invite you then..."
The crowd dispersed at some point.
Chen Qian raised his head. His skin was as white as jade under the moonlight, his eyebrows and eyes were extremely dark, and a hint of bright red lips could be seen in the flickering light and shadow. It was a face that really made people confused and disoriented. Even in the world of cultivation, he was one of the most beautiful women. No wonder many fairies from various sects were secretly in love with him. When the news spread throughout the world of cultivation tomorrow morning, who knew how many more heartbroken people would be.
"Yao Ning."
His voice is also pleasant, like a clear spring gurgling over stones, with a hint of depth.
Yao Ning raised his head.
This was the first time Shen Qian had called her by her name. In fact, from the time she came to Xuan Qing Sect at the age of six until now, when she was eighteen, she had only spoken to Shen Qian very rarely. Shen Qian had a cold personality, but he was not a heartless person. Yao Ning was not the only one he had brought back to Xuan Qing Sect.
Yao Ning only found out later that if Chen Qian had not seen through her excellent physique and suited her for cultivation, and that she would be useful to the Xuan Qing Sect in the future, he would at most have given her some money and prevented her from starving to death in the snow.
She was one of the kittens and puppies brought back out of a moment of kindness and long-term benefit considerations.
She is not special.
Yao Ning even felt that Chen Qian must have forgotten his name long ago, even though when she was six years old, she once told him very solemnly: "Yao from Yao, Shun, Yu, and Tang, Ning from Ningjing. Brother Chen, you must remember it."
There are so many people who are either extremely talented or extremely noble, and we want to remember them deeply. How can one person's memory accommodate so many people and things?
She had secretly imagined how Shen Qian would call her, happy, appreciative, intimate, annoying, impatient...
But I never thought it would be so peaceful.
Without a trace of emotion.
"Yao Ning." Chen Qian called again, "Come out with me."
The lights in the dormitory were off, but there were still more than one pair of eyes watching the two of them in the dark.
Everyone is curious, and those who admire and are attracted to something are even more curious.
Could it be that an immortal like Chen Qian, who is of high status, pure-hearted, and loves only the Great Dao, also have ties with human beings?
Would such an indifferent person get married?
The heart of the admirer who cannot get the love he desires is even more painful.
Will Chen Qian also have sex with others?
That handsome face is also full of desire?
The hand holding the sword will also hold someone else's hand?
Yao Ning followed behind Shen Qian.
A bit of purple lightning flashed in Chen Qian's hand, and the marriage lamp turned into powder in the blink of an eye and flowed down from his fingers.
Yao Ning watched silently, and with a thought, she carefully put the lamp in her hand into the Qiankun bag.
The marriage lamp does not restrain the soul, which means it is not compulsory. However, in the past thousand years, there has never been a couple who received the marriage lamp but did not become a Taoist couple. After all, the Brahma Temple saw the connection in their horoscopes, and those people were originally connected by fate.
The marriage lantern is more like a custom or an agreement.
Yao Ning snatched Chu Liangxiu's fate.
What does Chen Qian want to say to her? What will he say to her?
Shen Qian said nothing to her.
The moonlight only illuminated half of the remote alley. A woman's muffled groan was heard from the shadows. If someone came with a lantern at this time, they would definitely see her blushing face.
Shen Qian grabbed Yao Ning's neck.
Under the moonlight, a shadow fell on Chen Qian's high brow. The eyes behind the shadow were finally not as indifferent as usual. The cold and hawk-like gaze shot towards Yao Ning like two sharp blades.
Undisguised disgust and anger.
The slender five fingers tightened, and the feeling of suffocation made Yao Ning's limbs weak. She silently endured Chen Qian's anger without even frowning.
A pair of eyes in the darkness were terrifyingly bright, with a faint madness and deep love intertwined and blended, and a sense of humility that was tried hard to hide gradually emerged.
"Cough cough cough..." The force that was clamping his neck suddenly disappeared, and Yao Ning couldn't help but arch his body and cough violently.
Chen Qian turned his back and stopped looking at her.
"Hahahaha..." Yao Ning coughed and couldn't help laughing.
Shen Qian glanced at her, looking at her like a monster.
He closed his eyes, his Adam's apple moving, as if he was trying to hold something back. A hand was placed on his shoulder, and then with a thud, he was pushed against the wall, facing a pair of somewhat sad eyes.
Yao Ning put his arm against his neck, making him unable to move, and a somewhat crazy smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
“Brother Shen, you have no way out.”
Shen Qian looked at her in surprise.
The girl approached him like a ghost, whispering sweet nothings in his ear, as if to deliberately provoke him: "Want to marry the senior sister? But she doesn't like you at all."
"Anyway, I don't mind you being cold and boring. Will you marry me?"
The words were spoken coldly and recklessly, but Yao Ning's hands were trembling slightly, and every breath was anxious.
The two of them were so close that Chen Qian subconsciously frowned and turned his face away.
Yao Ning pinched his chin with one hand, with a grip that left no room for escape, but his fingertips couldn't help but gently rubbed it twice.
She traced his eyebrows, nose, and lips with her eyes, and suddenly moved closer and gently touched the corner of his lips.
Chen Qian had never been flirted with in his life, and he was unable to react for a moment, looking at Yao Ning helplessly.
Yao Ning chuckled and repeated faintly, "You have no way out."
In the dim light, there was still no change on Chen Qian Baiyu's face, but his eyes had changed. Yao Ning couldn't describe what kind of look it was. It was a mixture of disgust and anger, mixed with surprise, and something else that Yao Ning couldn't put his finger on.
The two of them were in a stalemate for a long time before Chen Qian seemed to come to his senses, pushed her away, and walked away without looking back.
Yao Ning slowly got up, watched his back disappear, and lowered his head dejectedly.
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