Chapter 237 Sikong Qing rushes to the scene
"The beautiful girl finally chose the younger brother, but the older brother was very angry and vowed to snatch the girl away from him."
"My dear, if you were my brother, what clever way would you use to snatch the bride?"
Ye Xiaoman knew everything. Sanqi worked for Ji Wenyi. He must have known something and wanted to tell her.
He told her directly that on the day of Ji Weiming's wedding, Ji Wenyi would definitely try to snatch the bride away.
But Ji Wenyi's way of snatching the bride was very clever, beyond the imagination of ordinary people. He was even able to conceal it from the world.
Ji Wenyi and Ji Weiming look exactly the same. Could Ji Wenyi come up with a more cunning way than pretending to be Ji Weiming to snatch the bride?
She smiled and said, "That's a difficult question. If it were you, what would you do?"
Sanqi avoided answering and continued to tell his story.
"In the deep sea, there also lived another warrior."
The mermaid's voice flows like the sea, with a clear texture as if the sun shines on the sea surface.
"Warrior also likes this girl. He doesn't know if it's love at first sight, but he feels like she's like an object being fought over by two brothers, with no one caring about her feelings."
"That girl is really very pitiful."
"The warrior then thought, when the sea dries up and the rocks crumble, and the water floods back, if the girl is willing to go with him, he will take her away."
Sanqi finished his story and left.
Leaving Ye Xiaoman alone and in a mess.
What's the meaning?
How exactly is Ji Wenyi going to snatch the bride?
Sanqi seemed to want to help her, but she had to wait until the end of time. How could she have the time?
Most importantly, he wanted to show her his big tail!
Big! Tail! There!
Ah! I hate the Riddler the most.
It was not until late at night that the eldest sister took everyone away.
"Yanxian Tower is just the first scene."
The swelling in the eldest sister's eyes had subsided after applying medicine. "Cheer up, we still have the second half."
Ye Xiaoman felt that every word the senior sister said was damn sweet. "In the second half, let's go see something that female cultivators should see."
"The dancers at Yanxianlou still have too many clothes."
The building of drunkenness and dreamlessness.
At the entrance of the luxurious gate, a long line of female monks was still lined up in the middle of the night. Each of them held a ticket and entered with the ticket. There were security guards at the door checking the tickets.
The eldest sister said, "The ticket is 10,000 spirit stones."
The senior sisters were in great distress, their hands constantly paying out money.
The senior sister collected the money one by one. When she received the money in front of Ye Xiaoman, Ye Xiaoman put her hand into her arms, then took it out again, unable to bear to part with it.
She said in a deep voice: "Wait a moment, I'll make a phone call."
Ye Xiaoman went to Yanxianlou to order two people and asked Xiao Chujing for money.
She planned to repeat the same trick.
Let’s change the person who asks for money and find Sikong Qing.
When it comes to avoiding accidents, who can tell the difference between her and Einstein?
Sikong Qing is still fighting for the family property in the Demon Realm, and he has no control over her at all.
What's more, I never thought that she would ask him for money to have fun.
[Sikong Qing, are you asleep? ]
Before Sikong Qing received Ye Xiaoman's contact, he was riding his magic weapon and galloping wildly across the land of the Divine Realm, running day and night towards the imperial capital of the Great Dynasty.
He finally finished the affairs of the Demon Realm a few days ago.
He didn't tell Ye Xiaoman that she had come to the Divine Realm, intending to give her a surprise.
On the map, the red dot representing his location moved slowly across the vast territory.
Sikong Qing was extremely anxious. The closer he got to Ye Xiaoman's location, the more impatient he became.
He took out his communication tool and looked through the chat history, and he was very angry.
He sent a long message saying that he missed Ye Xiaoman, but she only replied with one word, "Yeah," and it was not until several hours later that she replied.
When asked what she was doing, she always answered "work". When asked if she did anything else besides work, she always answered "cultivation".
After chatting with her for a few more words, she said, "I'm busy and offline."
He was angry with her and asked her why she didn't miss him at all, but she acted even angrier than him and said, "Can you be more sensible?"
Sikong Qing slowly exhaled and decided to settle the score with her when he saw her. Anger would give him wrinkles.
Ye Xiaoman has recently been too lazy to even reply to him with a single "hmm".
Sikong Qing had no choice but to humble himself and ask Xiao Chujing, the person he hated the most, for information.
Xiao Chujing was woken up by Sikong Qing.
He sat cross-legged on the bed and made a fire-summoning gesture to illuminate the room.
Impatiently, "If you have something to say, say it quickly."
The mirror surface of the magic weapon Water Mirror reflected the scene on Sikong Qing's side.
Sikong Qing was inside his flying magic weapon. He had just finished showering and had thick, smooth black hair. He opened the window and let the gentle evening breeze dry his hair.
Xiao Chujing couldn't understand his operation, "Why don't you use spiritual power to dry it directly?"
Sikong Qing was wearing a bright red robe, with fair skin and beautiful features. The open collar naturally revealed his beautiful chest muscles. Upon hearing this, he glanced at Xiao Chujing with contempt: "Using spiritual power will damage your hair."
Xiao Chujing passively gains hair care tips.
He saw that behind Sikong Qing, there was a luxurious indoor bathing pool, with flowers and herbs for skin care floating on the water.
Xiao Chujing: "What are these?"
Sikong Qing: "Medicinal bath, for skin care."
Sikong Qing didn't like his appearance before. The demons consider strength and toughness as beauty, and an overly beautiful appearance is not enough to intimidate the enemy. Ye Xiaoman liked his beauty, which invisibly cured his inner demons.
Instead of feeling ashamed, he took pride in it and devoted himself to studying how to improve himself.
Xiao Chujing, the rough straight man, was shocked.
Ye Xiaoman loves beautiful women.
Xiao Chujing lived with her for a long time and got to know some of her hobbies.
Sikong Qing built himself up according to Ye Xiaoman's hobbies. In Xiao Chujing's opinion, it was a foxy trick. The simple Ye Xiaoman might be bewitched, and he felt a sense of crisis.
Xiao Chujing was testing the enemy's situation: "How did you get your body fragrance?"
Sikong Qing: "Your father was born with it, you can't envy him."
Xiao Chujing smirked: "I heard that if a person has enough inner beauty, they won't pay attention to the illusion of the outside. What do you think?"
Sikong Qing was not fooled at all. The more his rival cared about him, the more he felt that he was on the right track.
"Xiao Chujing, although you are not as good-looking as me, every man has the right to be beautiful. Don't give up because of laziness."
Xiao Chujing endured it again and again, but finally asked, "What's your bath recipe?"
The junior sister has said more than once that Sikong Qing smells very good, and he takes it very seriously.
Sikong Qing's eyes turned brightly, "As for the recipe, it contains white aconite root, tripterygium wilfordii, and Artemisia selengensis..."
He gave Xiao Chujing more than a dozen poisonous herbs in a row, which would cause his skin to rot if soaked in water.
He looked at Xiao Chujing with ill intention and took out a pen and paper to write it down.
Little did he know that what Xiao Chujing wanted to do was to pour the medicine into the bathtub after boiling it and let Sikong Qing try it.
In short, the competition among men is very fierce.
After the two of them framed each other for a while, Sikong Qing asked, "Where's Ye Xiaoman?"
Xiao Chujing's sweet dream was disturbed by Sikong Qing, so he simply got up and polished his sword.
A sword cultivator's sword needs to be maintained diligently.
Another expense.
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