Chapter 130 Matchmaker
The two groups, the Demonic Cultivator and the Taoist Cultivator, fought until sunset.
In this half day, they were given a good beating.
The cultivators themselves are a bit bloody, and the people who are watching are also following the fire. Everyone can't help but admit the truth when they compare. When they returned to the court, several people were covered in color.
Fortunately, both sides knew their propriety and were more restrained when taking action. No major wounds were caused, and all that was left were superficial wounds.
After the fight, the demon cultivators felt so happy, all the frustrations in their hearts were relieved, and even their walking pace became much lighter. When they saw the common people, they would take the initiative to say hello with a smiling face, and received some teasing from passers-by.
A few people didn't care about these minor injuries and wanted to go directly to the tavern to eat, but they met Huai Xie on the way. Huai Xie asked them to go to the medical center to practice with the nurses, so they turned around.
If you're in a good mood, it's easy to talk about anything. The demon cultivators sat on the simple wooden board, rolled up their sleeves, and let the nurses clean their wounds. They were still restless when applying the medicine, so they talked loudly with the brothers next to them.
, recalling the previous battles again and again.
The faces of a group of people were full of smiles, their muscles were sore from laughing, and the corners of their lips did not drop, making their originally sinister faces look cute and naive.
Among them, Ye Qingshen is the busiest.
His injury was not serious and had been taken care of long ago. He was joking and messing around with others. His brother in the bed next to him was making noise with him and patted his chest to indicate that he could continue tomorrow.
The nurse was holding linen and a knife in her hands. It was the first time she had done such a job. She was nervous. She kept moving around when seeing people, making her even more uneasy. She became anxious and cried out: "Don't do it again."
It’s moving!”
The demon cultivator turned his head and realized that the person next to him was a girl.
The girl covered half of her face, her complexion was a little sallow, but her eyes were extremely lively, with a tense expression, staring intently at his injury, as if she was looking at some huge problem.
"Uh..." The demon cultivator couldn't help but feel guilty, and lowered his voice and said, "It's no big deal, just do it as you like, it's simple, it won't hurt much anyway."
The girl naturally refused. She was determined to study hard. After hearing this, she glanced at the demon cultivator with annoyance. She put her hands on his arms and signaled him to fix his direction. Seeing that the demon cultivator really started to obey, she relaxed.
With a tone of voice, as if facing a formidable enemy, he picked out the gravel from the wound.
Has Demon Cultivator ever been treated with such tenderness? Not to mention that in the army there are all rough men, even in his family, several female relatives are ruthless characters who dare to go into battle if they disagree with each other. Seeing his pretentiousness
, I couldn't help but want to beat him up. There is no love and pampering at all.
But the girl in front of him had weak, boneless hands, and her slender fingers gently pressed against his elbows, which was indescribably lovely. Her shallow breaths sprayed against his skin, making him look rough and fleshy.
Everyone felt the strong heat through their clothes.
……What's this?
Presumably the legendary thing is love!
The demon cultivator felt a wave of hot blood rushing to his brain. The steel that had been straight for a lifetime turned into molten iron at this moment and was condensed into the appearance of this girl. He didn't think too much. He looked at the other person's hand that was close at hand.
Subconsciously I want to catch it.
Before the girl could realize it, the brother next to her had already slapped her down unceremoniously, further aggravating the demon cultivator's injuries.
The demon cultivator wanted to scream in pain and curse again, but he thought that his sweetheart was beside him and it was hard to scare her, so he endured it and gritted his teeth and said: "What are you doing? You want to spar with me again, don't you? You are trying to kill me.
Me!"
Ye Qing snorted and said: "I want to ask you what you want to do. Did you get hit in the head just now? You are here to tease the woman who is the leader of Zhuchen."
The female nurse on the other side paused and raised her head in surprise, as if she had noticed his wolfish ambition. Her expression changed and she kept two steps away from the demon cultivator.
Mo Xiu's wheat-colored face suddenly became rosy, and he said angrily: "I didn't! You guys, don't humiliate me - go away! It's really an eyesore!"
The nurse quickly finished dealing with it and ran away as if running away. The demon cultivator looked at her back in despair, and did not take his eyes back when she disappeared. He was more attentive than recalling the battle just now. After a long time, he sighed melancholy, feeling extremely regretful.
Close your eyes.
"Don't be disgusting here!" Ye Qing exclaimed, "If you like her, ask the head of Zhuchen to help you matchmaker, and stop being so pretentious here."
The demon cultivator turned to look for someone: "Where is the leader of Zhuchen?"
Zhuchen came out from Feng Buye's place and wandered aimlessly in the streets and alleys of Chaowen.
Although she made big promises, she didn't have a clue in private as to how she could help Feng Buye.
Even [Ruoshui] was of no use, and Feng Buye's body was probably as exhausted as a broken lamp. However, this patient refused to accept treatment with peace of mind and hid many things from her.
She was so absent-minded that she didn't even know when Little Cloud came over. She turned around and heard a childish "Oh" coming from her head, and then she realized that Little Cloud had drifted over to look for her.
Zhuchen hugged Liao Yun, who was about to slip off her shoulders. This little thing was still light and fluttering. I'm afraid it was not as heavy as a few pieces of paper, but the strength of shaking her hands and feet was not small.
Liao Lioyun stared at her for a while and asked in a low voice: "Did sister cry?"
Zhuchen said: "I don't have one."
"It's salty." She recognized it for a while, then thought she had discovered a secret, and said cheerfully, "It smells like Uncle Feng."
Zhuchen was startled, this was not in line with the function of the cloud, so he asked: "Are you a dog nose?"
Liao Liuyun took a breath and seriously retorted to her: "I am Yun."
Zhuchen pinched her face, held her hand, and held her in his arms. He felt that an innocent, romantic, lovely and flawless life like hers was the best.
She was about to take Liao Liuyun to find the big demon, when several demon cultivators came running quickly, saw her from a distance, stretched out their hands and shouted: "Master Zhuchen!"
Seeing that something big was going on, I stopped where I was early in the morning and waited for them to report.
After the young man came in front of her, he became coquettish. After repeated urging by his companion, he told the whole story. He was attracted by a girl, but he didn't know what she looked like. Ask Chao Wenjie
I don’t mind this love affair between humans and demons.
Zhuchen was silent for a long time after listening to it. When she finally understood this passage, the gears in her mind clicked into place, causing her to be stunned and said: "No way? I haven't clarified my own affairs, so you guys are rushing me."
Shall I open a dating agency?"
Mo Xiu asked in confusion: "What is a dating agency?"
Zhuchen: "...it's just a bunch of matchmakers who will arrange marriage arrangements for you."
"That's great!" the demon cultivator clapped his hands and said, "I know what's wrong. There are so many men and women in your court, but how come there are so few who see eye to eye? There are even fewer couples who get married. It turns out you are the one who meets in court.
There is no matchmaker!”
When Zhuchen said this, she realized it belatedly. But she vaguely remembered that she had coveted the wedding business, but she didn't know why this plan quietly aborted.
Oh...she remembered, because young men and women were busy with construction.
People outside the city feel that their views are wrong and look down on them. Friends in the city are too familiar with each other and don’t call them. The further they walk on the common revolutionary road, the more they become like brothers. Of course, they will not be able to cultivate the next generation.
Don’t blame her, she has created so many opportunities, it’s just these people who are unworthy of being single!
Zhuchen said: "We have a matchmaker in Chaowen, who came from Yuyuan. There are many people who want to talk to the people in Chaowen."
The demon cultivator changed the subject and said, "That's your problem!"
Zhuchen was hit on the head with a giant pot: "Me?"
"Master Zhuchen, let me put it bluntly, you are not young yet, but have you ever had a crush? You are a leader! You are abstinent, and the people will naturally follow your example and imitate you."
The Demonic Cultivator spoke emphatically and analyzed in a logical and orderly manner, "If you don't say anything from afar, just say that we Demon Lord...
...is our former Demon Lord, who had at least thousands of beautiful concubines and wives in that courtyard, not to mention a one-night marriage on the road. Although this is not a good thing worthy of praise, I am not advising you to imitate that old thief.
, but in terms of morals, it still has some influence. The more the people respect you, the greater the influence."
After the demon cultivator finished speaking, he remembered that Liang Hongluo was also a weirdo who was not close to women, so he blinked and took two tactical steps back.
... They are brother and sister, are they okay?
Zhuchen was hurt by his look.
What a backstab.
Chapter completed!