Zongwu: My ancestor forced me to marry Li Hanyi!

Chapter 29 Is drawing a sword about the way of the sword, or about life and death?

Chapter 29: Is drawing a sword a matter of kendo, or of life and death?

Ye Xiao stretched out his arms, one hand wrapped around Sikong Qianluo's slender waist, the other hand hooked her leg, and hugged her princess.

"you……"

His body flew into the air, and Sikong Qian hugged Ye Xiao's shoulder meaningfully.

Ye Xiao stood up straight, put his lips close to Sikong Qianluo's ear, and said softly and without resistance: "Hold me tight."

Sikong Qianluo turned sideways, her delicate body pressed against Ye Xiao's chest.

Ye Xiao's powerful heartbeat was heard next to his ears.

She was a little dizzy for a moment, and stretched out her arms to hook Ye Xiao.

At this moment, she felt that the dark clouds in her heart had dissipated.

The whole heart is sunny.

Maybe I have been complacent before, why must I monopolize him?

As long as he is by his side, his heart is full of himself.

As long as he is willing to take care of himself, it will be fine.

The past few days have been like years for Sikong Qianluo, she recalled the first time she met Ye Xiao.

Including Ye Xiao deliberately leading her the wrong way.

The two ate grilled fish together and slept outdoors.

She accidentally bumped into him taking a bath...

They drank fish soup together...

They drink together...

until the last night...

Although we haven't known each other for a long time, it feels like a long time has passed.

I don't know when, that person occupied such an important position in my heart that my heart hurts when I think about it.

Of course, being held in Ye Xiao's arms at this moment was full of happiness in her heart.

So she didn't speak, not wanting to break this beauty.

Ye Xiao also felt the breathing of the person in his arms, from the disorder at the beginning to the calm now.

He carried her into the bedroom step by step until he came to the bed.

He just stopped, bent down, and gently placed the person in his arms beside the bed.

He himself took advantage of the situation and sat leaning against Sikong Qianluo.

"Qianluo, do you have me in your heart?"

Ye Xiao didn't wait for Sikong Qianluo to reply, and continued, "My heart is full of you."

He reached out and grabbed Sikong Qianluo's jade hand.

Sikong Qianluo struggled twice, but did not break free.

"Good, don't move."

Ye Xiao held her hand and placed it on his heart.

"Listen, this heart is full of you."

"Every time it beats, it's because of you."

"You smile, I laugh as happily as you do."

"You cry, my heart is bleeding."

"Qianluo, will you marry me?"

"In this life, I will definitely love you very much!"

Ye Xiao's tone was very soft, for fear of scaring the people around him.

There seemed to be a magical power in his voice, which broke Sikong Qianluo's heart little by little.

At this moment, Sikong Qianluo only had one thought in his mind, and that was to promise him, promise him.

In this life, meeting such a person is not enough.

He can feel what you feel and miss you.

It hurts what you hurt.

love what you love.

This is enough.

"Ye Xiao, I promise you."

Sikong Qianluo said this sentence with a smile on his face.

"Qianluo, you... what did you say?"

Ye Xiao's eyes were full of disbelief, he felt his heart beat faster.

"I said, I am willing to marry you!"

As Sikong Qianluo said, he lowered his head shyly.

The entire neck is pink.

This time, Ye Xiao heard clearly.

He happily hugged Sikong Qianluo by the waist, and spun around.

a long time.

When Sikong Qianluo was about to faint, Ye Xiao sat down and placed Sikong Qianluo on his lap.

She lowered her head and rested her chin on her fragrant shoulder.

Arms wrapped tightly around her water snake-like waist.

How could Sikong Qianluo bear this posture, he was very embarrassed.

Wriggling shyly, she felt her body go limp.

"Qianluo, if you move again, I may really not be able to stand it."

Ye Xiao blew a breath in her ear.

The hot air rushed to her ears, making Sikong Qianluo's ears turn red instantly.

But this time, Sikong Qianluo didn't dare to move anymore.

She let Ye Xiao hold her with one arm and hug her with the other.

There is an incomparable intimacy between the two.

"Happy New Year's Eve, Qianluo."

"I'm so glad you're by my side."

Ye Xiao smirked.

"Happy New Year's Eve!"

The sound of firecrackers sounded outside, and the boys who had been playing horses and cranes ran out one after another.

At this time, the entire Ye Mansion was extremely lively.

Of course, these are not what Ye Xiao wants to care about. At this moment, he is concentrating on kissing the person he has missed for so many days.

That night, drunk, he didn't really taste the taste of Sikong Qianluo's fine wine at all.

On this New Year's Eve, Ye Xiao was drunk in Sikong Qianluo's wine glass...

On a roof of Ye Mansion, Xiao Se was alone holding a jug, drinking sips.

He looked in the direction of the distant Tianqi City for a long time without returning to his senses.

"Xiao Se, where are you?"

The boy in red shouted from below.

"Little ram, why did you come here?"

Xiao Se threw the empty flagon towards Lei Wujie.

Lei Wujie jumped up and reached out to catch it firmly.

"Hey, I've been practicing swords these days."

"Even today's New Year's Eve did not relax."

"Master asked me why I drew my sword?"

"She said that some people draw their swords because they want to be heroes, and use the power of a sword to quell injustices in the world.

Someone draws his sword out of fear, because if he does not draw his sword, others will draw his sword, and if he does not want to die, he can only draw his sword. "

"But what about me?"

"Why did I draw my sword?"

"I can't think of a reason to draw the sword, so I can't draw this sword."

Lei Wujie sat down next to Xiao Se, picked up a wine jug, and wanted to drink.

After shaking it, there was not a drop left.

Picked up another one, still empty.

"Xiao Se, how much wine have you drunk?"

Lei Wujie exclaimed.

Xiao Se naturally would not answer him, he asked lazily: "Why did you pick up the sword back then?"

"That day I saw Master wave his long sleeves and a fiery red long sword soared into the sky, and a ray of red light dyed the entire cloud red.

I have never seen such mysterious swordplay in my life.

Master asked me if I wanted to practice swordsmanship. I didn't hesitate at that moment, but was shocked by the beauty of the sword at that moment. "

"What an idiot!" Xiao Se sighed.

"You said Xi Jian.

What your master asked you is to draw the sword, the two are different.

Practicing the sword can talk about romance, but drawing the sword can only talk about life and death! "

Lei Wujie has heard so many stories about Jianghu, no matter how fascinated he is by Jianghu, he never agrees with such Jianghu.

Victory and defeat are common in rivers and lakes, so why should life and death matter?

Lei Wujie said slowly: "Withdrawing the sword, we can discuss the way of the sword, not life and death."

Even though he saw life and death along the way, he still didn't think so.

"You don't want to talk about life and death, but someone draws a sword against you, but wants you to die.

So are you going to die like this? "

Xiao Se sneered and said slowly.

He didn't laugh at him, but because once upon a time, he was like Lei Wujie.

Xiao Se's words made Lei Wujie's mind messed up.

He froze for a while, not knowing how to answer.

No wonder Master is so angry.

(End of this chapter)