The layout of the Ouyang family is a model for everyone. Its pavilions, towers and pavilions, and a house with only nearly a thousand acres cover almost all the landforms and landscapes in China. A large part of them are different landscapes created by hand. It is not just ingenious and ingenious.

It was still the small pavilion where Ouyang Hongxiu drank alone at night. When Yun Zangfeng saw that he would not catch up with Ouyang Hongxiu again, Ouyang Hongxiu was about to rush back to the boudoir. He quickly spit out the fire-attribute true energy under his feet, and then rushed to Ouyang Hongxiu like a change of shadow. Yun Zangfeng had been thinking about what he should say after catching up with him, but he still didn't think it through clearly, but he had to catch up with him at the moment. After all, he had not married yet, how could he enter the girl's boudoir?

Ouyang Hongxiu felt no better than Yun Zangfeng. On the one hand, he wanted Yun Zangfeng to catch up with her with all his strength, and then comfort her and talk to her. On the other hand, he was afraid that Yun Zangfeng would catch up with her. The day of the illness was a little earlier than expected. This incident happened unexpectedly. Uncle Mo San diagnosed it and said that it was a disease that caused a disease and overdrawn the yin energy in his body.

At this moment, Yun Zangfeng blocked his way, Ouyang Hongxiu felt panic in his heart and wanted to push Yun Zangfeng away and return to the boudoir, but Yun Zangfeng was like an iron tower, rooted under his feet and connected to the ground. No matter how much strength Ouyang Hongxiu used, he could not push Yun Zangfeng.

When he felt anxious, Ouyang Hongxiu cried. The red sao covered most of his face, and only his eyes were exposed outside the red sao, like a pool of lake water, slowly flowing out of the clear spring. Even though his body was slightly larger than before, he could not resist Ouyang Hongxiu's natural charm.

Seeing Ouyang Hongxiu crying, Yun Zangfeng's heart suddenly panicked. When he was with several other wives, his first thought was to take it in his arms and comfort him. However, Ouyang Hongxiu was still a girl who had never been to the door. No matter how brave Yun Zangfeng was, he would not dare to take action directly.

Yun Zangfeng hurriedly said, "Don't cry, sister, this is in your house. When we two are like this, when you cry, others think I'm doing what you do to you, don't mess with me. Have I bullied you, right? Why are you crying so heartbroken? Those who don't know think I am such a heartless and unfaithful man!"

I don’t know if it was poked into the pain by Yun Zangfeng’s words. Ouyang Hongxiu cried even harder. Yun Zangfeng had to help the woman with a tragic life wipe away tears. Seeing that the comfort was ineffective, Yun Zangfeng didn’t know what to say, so he reached out to wipe Ouyang Hongxiu’s tears.

But Ouyang Hongxiu seemed reluctant, and avoided it as if he was afraid of a snake and scorpion. Unfortunately, Yun Zangfeng's fingers had already touched Ouyang Hongxiu's face, which just caught the red gauze on his face. After retreating, he accidentally pulled the red gauze off Ouyang Hongxiu's face.

Ouyang Hongxiu in front of him is no longer the eldest lady of the Ouyang family. Her skin is rough and there are still sighing stubbles around her lips. She looks like she has begun to transform into a man, but she clearly retains many female characteristics, but there are only some signs at present, and all male characteristics have not yet appeared completely.

Seeing this scene in front of him, Yun Zangfeng was stunned. When he first heard that Ouyang Hongxiu had this strange disease, he felt funny in his heart, but he didn't expect that in this scene, although the woman in front of him still had a good foundation, she could almost reach the ranks of unrecognizable appearances. Not only did she have male characteristics such as beards, but she also

The face is full of acne, which looks dense, making people feel numb on their faces unconsciously.

Observing the change in Yun Zangfeng's facial expression, Ouyang Hongxiu smiled miserably, pushed Yun Zangfeng away, and walked towards the boudoir behind Yun Zangfeng. Yun Zangfeng immediately reacted, wrapped his back arm around Ouyang Hongxiu's waist, pulled it back into his arms, and said, "I'm sorry, it makes you feel uncomfortable."

Ouyang Hongxiu smiled even more sadly and said in a thick voice: "Go back. I look like this now. I will avoid me alone. I have long been used to this kind of day. If I don't come early or late, what are you doing at Ouyang's house at this time? Could it be that I'm going to see my joke?"

Yun Zangfeng said, "No, before this, I had no idea that the situation had reached this point of seriousness. I was late. But no matter how late I came, I will definitely be responsible for you. This time I came here, I will come to propose marriage. Miss Ouyang, oh no, Hongxiu, are you willing to marry me Yun Zangfeng as your wife?"

After hearing this sentence, Ouyang Hongxiu stopped struggling, his face turned red, and said, "As a result, wouldn't you suffer a big loss? I used to be a beautiful girl, but now I am not a man or a woman. What is it? Some people who were eager to join the Ouyang family came to propose marriage for me, but now they are completely for the authority of the Ouyang family. Do you want Yun Zangfeng to be special?"

Although his words still reject Yun Zangfeng's show of kindness, his attitude has eased a lot. Sometimes it is like this. A change of title and a simple expression of thought can rekindle hope for a discouraged person and take back all the lost.

In the lobby on the other side, the old man of the Ouyang family was still talking to Liu Wenqing. His words were just about some past and trivial matters of the Ouyang family and Jiuxuanmen, and there was not much temptation. When Liu Wenqing was not with Yun Zangfeng, the cultivation of a lady from the family and the quality of a cultivator returned to him, and responded appropriately to the question of the Ouyang family head.

After drinking a cup of tea, the Ouyang family leader slowly asked: "The double-sword and Liu Wenqing, I had heard of the name of the girl several years ago. It was at a Kunlun Secret Realm Cultivation World Conference. I heard several juniors in the sect mention it. However, at that time, Miss Liu was not in the Jiuxuan Gate and had never been seen. It was a pity."

Liu Wenqing put his hands flat on his knees, looking like a lady from a wealthy family. Among the younger generation in the world of immortal cultivation, few people can face the head of the Ouyang family of the four masters and chat calmly. This concentration alone has changed his view. Liu Wenqing must be not a mediocre person.

"The little woman is just an ordinary monk. She was lucky enough to get the favor of her master and entered Jiuxuan Sect. Compared with the two young masters and Miss Ouyang, she is still far behind. The Ouyang family leader might as well say anything. We have been chatting for a long time, so there is no need to be so roundabout." Liu Wenqing did not dare to be too rude to the Ouyang family leader, nor was she willing to continue talking about these topics that did not have much nutrition, so she took the initiative to bring the topic to the right track.

The Ouyang family head was stunned for a moment. Except for Yun Zangfeng and the white-haired little girl back then, it was the first time someone talked to him so directly. Whether in the world or in the world of cultivation, any junior could say a word to the head of the four masters. This time, he took the initiative to chat with a junior, but the other party was not happy. I have to say it.

It is a very interesting thing in the life of the Ouyang family head.

Out of love for his daughter, the Ouyang family leader decided to listen to Liu Wenqing's words and went straight to the topic: "Miss Liu, I don't know what kind of relationship you and Yun Zangfeng are. I can see that the relationship between you two is not simple. Can you tell me the story of your acquaintance and knowing each other?"

Liu Wenqing picked up a cup of tea this time, which was a rare Longjing tea in the snowy areas of Kunlun. The taste of her hometown made Liu Wenqing have a good impression of the Ouyang family. Thinking deeper, having such tea only demonstrates the strength of the Western Ouyang family, but being able to prepare such tea proves the Ouyang family’s intention toward guests.

"I have a very different relationship with Zangfeng. In this life, I am destined to be Yun Zangfeng's woman and will become his wife. Oh, the immortal world is called a Taoist couple. As for the process of our acquaintance and understanding, it is too long and there is no legendary place. I guess the Ouyang family leader will not listen, so I will not mention it anymore." Liu Wenqing replied lightly.

The Ouyang family head nodded. As a family living, there is no need to ask questions in such a place that is difficult. So he said, "I can roughly guess what you are here, so Miss Liu, don't blame me for asking too much, whether you can talk to me about Yun Zangfeng's family."

Ouyang Weiyuan did not stand in the lobby, but stood outside the door and acted as a guard. Even the servants whom he trusted the most could not let them hear such important family matters. Ouyang Weiyuan also tactfully closed his ears. The big affairs of his younger sister's marriage had nothing to do with him, and the position of the head of the family was almost certain to be successful. He was the person who most hoped that the Ouyang family would be able to get better.

But after a while, Ouyang Weiyuan saw Yun Zangfeng walking over with his younger sister's hand. He still admired Yun Zangfeng a little. The first time he saw his younger sister turned into that appearance, he had not recovered for two or three days, but Yun Zangfeng was able to accept such a fact in such a short time. It has to be said that Yun Zangfeng has feelings for Ouyang Hongxiu.

"I will answer this question myself, Ouyang family head. At present, my only wife is Long Ling, you have seen before. I will marry Sister Liu Wenqing next to you. If possible, I hope to take advantage of the east wind of the Ouyang family to marry Ling Ai and Sister Liu into my Yun family's gate." Yun Zangfeng stood in front of the Ouyang family for the first time and communicated with the Ouyang family head with an equal identity.

Liu Wenqing just watched her man speak to one of the most powerful men in the world, without saying objection, nor had any strange expressions. It is true that every woman hopes for a perfect wedding of her own, but at this time Liu Wenqing has completely regarded Yun Zangfeng as her man. What is the matter at home that is not decided by men?

The momentum of the Ouyang family head burst out in an instant, and the tables, chairs and benches were blown down: "Yun Zangfeng, you disregarded the ten-year agreement. If Hongxiu hadn't allowed me to find you, you had been in the world of cultivation for the past year, and I would have brought you back and cut you into pieces. You dare to bargain with me here now."

Yun Zangfeng waved his hand, and a true energy force covered Liu Wenqing, then protected Ouyang Hongxiu behind him. The same majestic aura erupted. Ningru's real evil aura, and the pressure that had been slightly leaked from cultivation was actually equal to the Ouyang family head.
Chapter completed!