When she said this, her gentle, watery eyes, like A Yao's, became arrogant and unruly.
A very contradictory temperament.
But when it comes to Song Tingwan, it's even more captivating.
Shen Zhuochuan chuckled softly, "Why wouldn't I dare?"
"With you and me side by side, what is there to fear in defying the heavens?"
Although she did not say it explicitly, she came back to life.
There was also the refining of the Nafukang Immortal Pill.
Which of these things wasn't determined by her own destiny?
He longed for it with delight.
"Then it's settled. From now on, we'll fight side by side."
"Yes, Venerable Pillow Sleep."
The people around him were drunk and passed out, while the little demons downstairs chattered and bargained.
But in their eyes, there was a strong sense of confidence in the future.
.
When everyone woke up the next day.
A surprising discovery.
Shen Zhuochuan was in the courtyard, demonstrating his spear skills to Song Tingwan.
The same scene as a hundred years ago.
This time, however, they weren't secretly watching from the shadows.
Because anyone with eyes can see that the atmosphere between the two is not right.
You can say there's something wrong with it.
I can't explain it.
"But the two of them were like those Daoist couples I had seen before."
Wu Ling appeared silently beside them and watched the two people from a distance.
Then, this earned him an angry glare from Song Siyao.
"No, that's not it."
She was happy for her sister yesterday, so she drank a few more glasses than usual.
hateful.
Zhang Yang swung her ponytail fiercely and charged forward to fight Shen Zhuochuan with Li Guang in her hand.
Song Tingwan was startled.
“Ah Yao…”
"It's alright."
Caught off guard, Shen Zhuochuan smiled and changed direction to begin sparring with Song Siyao.
The fight got more and more intense.
It started with angry exchanges, but later it escalated into heated arguments.
The figures began to blur.
Song Tingwan sighed helplessly, the tea in her hand spilling out as they were caught in the crossfire.
She could only retreat helplessly.
He walked over to his young apprentice and his group.
Baili Xijiang chuckled, "Master, who do you think will win?"
Qin Xi looked at his malicious expression and wanted to say something.
But the rational ones remained silent.
It's not good to choose either one.
Wan Qiji held the large sword, staring intently.
They looked eager to try.
"Wan'er, after A Yao finishes fighting, can I also spar with the Venerable One?"
Song Tingwan chuckled.
He's a war fanatic too.
"Ask him yourself later."
Song Tingwan felt that Shen Zhuochuan would not refuse.
However, Aji and Shen Zhuochuan were not familiar with each other.
Let him ask it himself, and then they'll get to know each other.
However, once they get to know each other better, Shen Zhuochuan will probably have to spar with the two of them every day.
"Oh dear, Master, who do you choose?"
Song Tingwan sighed helplessly, "Whoever wins, we'll choose."
One is her younger sister, and the other is her future Daoist partner.
Let her choose whoever she wants.
A truly excellent balance-maker would not choose any of them.
She crossed her arms and looked on without a trace of guilt.
Everyone noticed that Wan'er was smiling more than before after her recovery.
It's also become much brighter.
Everyone was happy for her.
The two men who had been arguing over there also stopped.
The group of people happily gathered around.
"Who won? Who won?"
Song Siyao sheathed his sword, this time with a swift and decisive gesture. "Him."
Their capabilities are certainly there, but other aspects still need further evaluation.
Not just anyone is good enough for her older sister.
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