i have a sword fairy

Chapter 371 The son is like my dream lover (add more for good brothers!)
"In the Ziwei Pavilion, there is a woman named Su Qingdai who has a great reputation."

Gu Yiwu said slowly.

"She is the chief direct disciple in the pavilion. She has risen rapidly in the past few years. She is the proud woman in the Ziwei Pavilion. She has already achieved the perfect cultivation level of the Haoran Realm in just two decades. She is a once-in-a-hundred-year genius in the history of the Ziwei Pavilion. Overwhelming her peers and teachers, there are probably only a few people in the sect, including the pavilion master Chen Er, whose cultivation base is higher than her..."

Zhao Rong's eyes moved suddenly, and then he spoke calmly.

"Brother Yiwu, what kind of skirt does this Su Qingdai like to wear? Well, what color is it?"

Gu Yiwu was slightly taken aback, turned his head with a strange expression, and glanced at the anxious Zhao Rong.

Tzuyu's question...

From the corner of his eyes, he couldn't help but glance at Zhao Qianer who was at the side.

Fairy Qian'er, you don't care about this!I almost cheated on your face.

But what made Gu Yiwu even more stunned was that Zhao Qian'er couldn't help not frowning to interrupt, but instead listened with great interest, and looked at him with Zhao Rong with an exploratory expression on his face.

It seems to be more urgent than Zhao Rong.

Um, is he thinking too much?Now on Wangquezhou Mountain, is it normal to ask fairies what color skirts they like to wear?Cough cough, can we go one step further and ask the fairies about the color of their bellybands?And then go one step further...

Gu Yiwu was secretly surprised, but on the surface, he coughed and said seriously: "I just happened to know about this problem, ahem, I heard a bit, this Su Qingdai is very famous in the surrounding counties."

"Black, long dress."

Zhao Rong and Zhao Qian'er looked at each other, um, they seem to be on the right track.

Zhao Rong was worried about admitting his mistake, so he asked again, "Is this Su Qingdai all black?"

"How do I know that?"

Gu Yiwu's face was serious.

Zhao Rong frowned and wanted to speak, but Gu Yiwu had already coughed and opened his mouth.

"Inside...cough cough. Is it completely dark? Only Fairy Su and her future lovers know...Ziyu, why do you ask me? How would I know?"

Zhao Rong: "..."

He was speechless.

I didn't expect that you, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, also betrayed the revolution, and you were caught off guard while driving.

Zhao Rong couldn't help but look at the burly man with a simple and honest appearance.Where did I ask so deeply?Of course you are asking about the color of the clothes outside?As for the color in it, she has no interest at all... In other words, it should be black, otherwise the obsessive-compulsive disorder will be uncomfortable.

He felt that he was not afraid of the old driver driving fast, but he was afraid of the new driver driving suddenly.

At this time, Gu Yiwu thought about it:
"However, she is wearing an all-black skirt on the outside, which is quite easy to identify. Other divorced girls generally like white clothes. I heard that there are many divorced girls in the department of Dali Music Square, which is rumored. The skirt flutters."

Gu Yiwu nodded and continued:
"Su Qingdai is the No. 1 among the young generation in Nanxing County and the surrounding counties and mountains at a young age. She is also a famous fairy in the surrounding mountains. It is said that she is a standard divorced girl with a tall and thin waist."

"I heard that she is the only daughter of the Su family in Nanxing County. This is a top-ranked family in the surrounding counties. Family background, cultivation talent, and good looks are all the best choices here. Su Qingdai has a cold and arrogant personality, and her peers in the mountains around her don't pay attention to her, she has a high self-esteem, and she doesn't pretend to talk about men, she is a well-known cold fairy here, and men's dream lover. "

Hearing this, Zhao Rong had a sense of sight, and the picture from not long ago popped up in his mind.

No wonder the woman in the black dress was so ostentatious, walking defiantly, and the red-clothed maids under her were all so arrogant.

"Oh, a female Daoist, 20 years old, perfect in the Grand Virtue Realm?"

Zhao Qian'er smiled lightly.

Zhao Rong glanced at her and knew that the little girl was not to be admired.

He had heard that the promotion path of sword cultivators is more difficult than that of dao cultivators, but they are stronger at the same level.Compared with the speed of male monks in some early stages, female monks suffer a bit.

So my wife and the second lady are really a little fierce.

Zhao Rong smiled helplessly, "It's already very powerful. Sigh, people are more angry than people."

Hearing his self-deprecation, even though she knew it might be a joke, Zhao Qian'er was still anxious.

Her small face was serious, her tone was certain, and she said crisply, "Brother Rong, you are on the Confucian way, and you have accumulated a lot of knowledge. Maybe you will be able to conceal your knowledge and be promoted to a saint after reading it one day."

Zhao Rong nodded, and said solemnly to Xiao Qian'er: "Okay, then Brother Rong'er will give you a seven-breath sanctification in another day."

Gu Yiwu and the others next to him nodded their heads one after another, "Ziyu, don't be discouraged. Our Confucian disciples are gentle and elegant. We don't care about fighting and killing. We only talk about reason and speak kindly."

Zhao Rong thought about the glorious deeds of his own mountain chief who had never masked his face, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

A reasonable one.

At this moment, Luo Xiu on the stage had reviewed all the poems in the envelopes and put them back in the envelopes.

The two stacks of envelopes, one thin and one thick, had been mixed together.

Everyone in the audience noticed this scene, and cast their eyes one after another.

Under the white tulle, Luo Xiu bit her red lips lightly, raised her soft hand, and gently twisted out one of these envelopes, with a twitch of her lips.

Yi Ren's smiling face dazzled many people.

However, most people paid close attention to the envelope containing the poems that Luo Xiu took out alone.

She looked down at the cover of the envelope for a while, as if she was staring at the name on it with admiration.

But everyone can only see who is in the letter, so they can only be anxious.

In the next second, Luo Xiu, who smiled and lowered his eyes, raised his head and spoke for the first time.

The sound is like the melodious and crisp sound of beautiful jade after being gently bumped, and the jade sound is worthy of the name.

"Thank you, gentlemen."

She bowed gracefully, then spread her soft hand, gently pressed the separate envelope under her palm, and turned her head to look at the pretty maid.

The latter stepped forward with a smile, took away all the other envelopes, and distributed them to the maids in Qingshang who were waiting in the audience.

"Return to the original owner."

Qingshang's servant girl responded and distributed the envelopes that had been hinted out.

In fact, many people still have a little hope in their hearts, hoping that they will be the lucky one who was left with a letter by Fairy Luoxiu.

However, with the passage of time, the tokens were returned to their original owners, and the pairs of expectant eyes in the hall dimmed.

From time to time, the sighs of the losers sounded.

Where Zhao Rong and others are.

Some of the students in the Hall of Justice began to receive return letters, but everyone was in a good mood, and they couldn't help but lamented something like 'Brother Gu will have to treat you later'.

Gu Yiwu sat upright in his seat, smiled and didn't speak when he heard the words, turned around and continued to pay close attention to the maids on the stage and distributing envelopes.

He looked a little cautious.

In his previous life, Zhao Rong, who had experienced exam results coming out time and time again, knew his friend's nervousness at a glance, and deeply understood his feelings at this time.

Zhao Rong patted Gu Yiwu on the shoulder, "It's okay, take a deep breath, just treat it as fun, and calm down."

Gu Yiwu nodded, took a deep breath, and felt better.

He envied: "It's still Tzuyu who has a good attitude and is not worried at all."

"Well, if you want to say worry, it's still a little bit."

"Oh, what is Tzuyu worried about?"

"You said that after I brought her back, how could I do business for the lady... How about I become a maid..."

"........."

Gu Yiwu looked at Zhao Rong's expression of serious thought on the face of Zhao Rong who was taking seven breaths into doggerel.

He was quiet for a while, and then a sincere smile appeared on his face, "Thank you Ziyu, I feel less nervous after listening to you say these interesting and humorous words."

Zhao Rong nodded, "That's good."

At this moment, the envelopes in the hall were roughly distributed, and only three or four maidservants in green clothes were left walking around to distribute them.

Many people have already received the returned envelopes. After being disappointed, they began to pay attention to those who had not received the envelopes, especially Gu Yiwu and Young Master Shenxu. Everyone watched them closely.

When Gu Yiwu was smiling and thanking his friend for being amusing and enlightening, a maid in green clothes suddenly turned her feet and came to their table. She held an envelope in both hands and handed it to Gu Yiwu respectfully.

The latter looked startled.

After a while, the burly man pursed his lips, reached out to take it, and threw it on the table.

The students around looked at each other, then frowned and looked at the quiet and stunning girl on the stage, with dissatisfaction in their eyes.

Choose the wine bag and rice bag?As expected of a brothel woman, so short-sighted!

"Clam clack clack clack—"

Staring closely at Zhao Rong's side, and who hadn't received the returned envelope, Mr. Shenxu laughed suddenly.

In an instant, it resounded through the quiet hall.

He put the folding fan behind his head on his collar, put his hands on his hips, and pointed at Gu Yiwu, laughing wildly, his face flushed, as if he didn't feel so weak for the time being.

"Hahahaha, you still want to fight with Master Ben? Just because you little people are worthy? Climb for Master Ben!"

The students of Justice Hall swiped and got up neatly!

Only Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu sat alone.

Gu Yiwu narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the vain young man who looked like a villain.

Zhao Rong's face remained unchanged, he tapped his thigh with two fingers, and looked sideways at this dude.

He raised his other hand and grabbed Zhao Qian'er who wanted to take a step forward, "I'm thirsty."

The little girl had a calm face, and as soon as she stopped her steps, she obediently poured tea without saying a word.

Not far away, the figure of a green man holding a sword appeared at the door of the hall at some unknown time, leaning on the left side of the door, looking sleepily at the farce in the hall.

The guests in the hall were all watching the bustle, and there were still a few maidservants in green clothes trotting busy returning poems during the banquet.

At this time, Gu Yiwu, who was the focus of everyone, raised his hand to stop the students behind him.

Young Master Shenxu took a few steps back, hid behind the followers, then continued to laugh, and said in embarrassment:

"What's the matter? Is the defeated general dissatisfied? Hahahaha, are you angry? Fairy Luoxiu was overwhelmed by my master's literary talents..."

"Master... son."

At this moment, a timid girl's voice sounded next to Mr. Shenxu.

"What are you doing?" Young Master Shen Xu who was interrupted yelled angrily, and turned around, "I didn't see that Young Master was busy..."

His voice stopped abruptly, like a male duck whose neck had been chopped off with a kitchen knife.

Everyone turned their eyes curiously, and saw a young girl in green clothes next to Mr. Shenxu offering an envelope.

The surrounding followers looked embarrassed.

Young Master Shenxu's complexion changed, like a heated water furnace, steaming, his expression became extremely ugly, and he was flushed.

"Impossible..." He snatched the envelope and tore it violently, revealing the soft moonlight and decadent voice inside.

It was the entry poem that was handed in.

The meaning is obvious, and she was not selected by Fairy Luoxiu.

Young Master Shenxu uttered a syllable that symbolized a certain plant.

Loud again.

But at this time, the guests in the hall didn't have time to pay attention to him. Instead, they looked around in surprise and surprise to see who hadn't received the returned envelope.

In the lobby on the first floor, following the last maid in green clothes, she hurriedly handed the envelope to a handsome young man who was beating his chest and stamping his feet, and whose face was full of joy just a second ago.

The audience fell silent.

Everyone looked around, but no one showed any signs of 'winning'.

They stared wide-eyed, and then they all cast their eyes on the stunning girl in the center of the stage.

I saw her wearing a white tulle, staring down at the envelope that everyone couldn't see.

The next second, Luo Xiu stood up suddenly, and the two soft hands on Su's chest gently pinched the lower two corners of the plain envelope, and walked down the stage in lotus steps.

step.

two steps.

Three steps.

The eyes of the audience fell on her, and saw that Luo Xiu got off the stage, turned to the left, far away from the angry and flushed Young Master Shen Xu, and walked directly to a corner without even looking at him... …

Gu Yiwu and the others were at the table, and the tense atmosphere before had disappeared without a trace after Mr. Shenxu slapped himself in the face.

Everyone looked weird.

Gu Yiwu, who squinted his eyes, also became surprised. He looked around the hall with the students of Justice Hall, but found nothing.

Gu Yiwu looked around, frowned and said, "Ziyu, she didn't choose any of the two entry poems... Hey, this fairy has stepped down, who is she going to find?"

Zhao Rong behind him took a sip of tea, put down his cup, and thought about it.

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be me."

Gu Yiwu subconsciously responded, "Oh, so that's the case..."

Suddenly, his voice paused, he came to his senses, and shook his head helplessly, "Ziyu stop joking, I'm not so nervous now."

"Gu...Brother Gu." A student uttered in a daze.

Gu Yiwu, who was paying attention to the movement of the sleeves in the distance, said casually: "What's wrong."

Behind him that he couldn't see, the students of Justice Hall all showed incredible looks and didn't speak.

Seeing that his student didn't answer, Gu Yiwu frowned and turned his head, when his gaze caught sight of someone's hand, behind the empty desk without a single sheet of paper.

The burly man froze, only his Adam's apple bulged, as if he swallowed quietly.

He stared blankly at Zhao Rong, and tentatively said, "Zi...Ziyu, you, where's your doggerel?"

Zhao Rong handed back the teacup to the little girl behind her with sparkling eyes.

He looked up behind Gu Yiwu and sighed slightly.

"Here, she brought it."

Among countless gazes, Luo Xiu directly passed Gu Yiwu and other students who seemed to be stunned.

The stunning girl carefully twirled the two corners of the envelope with both hands, walked straight to the young Confucian scholar with a flat face, lowered her head and lowered her eyes, as if she was too shy to look at him...

　Thanks to the brothers who are still accompanying Jianniang, really thank you everyone! ! ! PS: Thanks to the good brother 'Black and White V Wuchang' for the reward of 3500 coins!Thanks for the 1000 coin reward from my good brother 'Ah, I'm so mad!Thanks to the good brother 'Blooming Pineapple' for the reward of 600 coins!Thanks for the reward of 400 coins from the good brother 'Zhang San'!
　　
　
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