Xianjun, your peach blossoms are so sweet

Chapter 374

Jiaoqiao excitedly ran to the hall.

Jiang Heng sat in the first place, dressed in a light gauze white robe, with clear brows and an indifferent expression, even when talking to people, he also carried a sense of indifference.

"Heng."

Her eyes lit up, and she rushed over quickly.

Seeing her, Jiang Heng's heart trembled slightly, but he remembered something, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and stopped her figure, "There are so many people, don't make trouble!"

Jiaoqiao stared at him blankly, her eyes were soon covered with a layer of mist.

Jiang Heng didn't seem to notice, turned his face away, "You go back first."

She bit her lower lip, slightly, then raised her head and smiled brightly at him, "Yes."

He just came back, he must be busy with something, so he can't be disturbed.

She was also to blame, for rushing over as soon as she heard the news, she must have delayed him.

She patted her head reproachfully, turned around and walked back.

But even so, the mist in her eyes didn't dissipate, she just bit her lip to hold on.

in the hall

The old man in the yellow shirt frowned and asked: "Heng, is the demon clan really at war with us?"

"Well, all the ten saints of the demon clan have appeared, and several old demon emperors are also ready to move."

Jiang Heng nodded, a cute and cute face appeared in his mind, he sighed and dispelled a trace of distracting thoughts.

"What should I do?"

The old man in the yellow shirt was startled, paced back and forth, frowned and said: "The strength of the monster clan is not that simple. If we really want to fight, we will not have the advantage."

Jiang Heng lowered his eyes, his expression was gloomy, "At that time, I will lead the troops to fight!"

"Then... what about Miss Jiao?"

The old man in the yellow shirt belatedly thought of Jiaoqiao. She is a monster and also his Taoist companion. It seems that she is not very good in Jiang's house, right?

"I'll deal with it."

Jiang Heng stood up, clenched his fists, and said in a low voice, "Give me some time."

Small courtyard

She walked back delicately.

Mu Cang glared at her, gritted his teeth and slapped the table, "Can you take some responsibility?"

She looked up listlessly, "What's wrong?"

"I don't know your language at all, how can I read?"

"This..."

Jiaoqiao flicked his forehead with her fingers, and transmitted the memory, "Okay."

While Mu Cang was amazed at the method, he couldn't help asking: "You...what's the matter?"

She ran out excitedly, and came back sleepy. He noticed that her eye circles were also red, as if she had cried a lot.

"It's nothing," Jiaoqiao waved her hand, she was a little out of interest, and didn't bother to say anything with a child.

"Da da…"

Footsteps came.

"Heng?"

She turned her head, and when she saw that familiar face, she rushed towards it.

This time, Jiang Heng didn't push her away again, patted her on the back with a complicated expression, and called softly, "I'm back."

Jiaoqiao raised her head, grabbed his robe, and snorted softly: "You pushed me away just now, do you not like me anymore?"

"Don't make trouble!"

He frowned, and glanced at Mu Cang again, "This is?"

Jiaoqiao pulled him over and said triumphantly, "My apprentice, isn't he amazing?"

Jiang Heng clenched her fists and was silent for a long time before suddenly saying, "Jiaoqiao, let's get a divorce!"

Jiaoqiao was stunned, she was dumbfounded, "What are you talking about?"

"Let's get a divorce."

He spoke again, his tone was light, without any ups and downs.

Jiaoqiao's eyes turned red, "Why?"

She was trembling all over, choked with sobs and asked, "Is it because I took in an apprentice?"

"Then... then can I ask my master to accept him?"

"Do not be angry."

She sniffed, and tugged at his robe to please him, "I'll always obey you from now on, don't want me, okay?"

Soft voice, as if praying.

Jiang Heng's heart felt terrible, and he turned his head hard, "No."

"Get a divorce, I'm tired."

The tip of Jiaoqiao's nose was sore, she couldn't believe this fact, "Are you lying to me?"

"Impossible, you said you liked me, why don't you like me now?"

"You are a fairy, you can't talk without counting!"

Jiang Heng pressed his heart, resisted the urge to turn around, and said in a cold voice: "You just think that what I say doesn't count."

"I'm tired and tired, let's get a divorce."

Jiaoqiao bit her lips tightly, and asked with red eyes: "Didn't you say before that you would never let go of my hand no matter what?"

"That was before."

Jiang Heng exhaled lightly, and said in a cold tone, "Now, I see clearly and clearly, so let's do it."

Jiaoqiao sniffed, wiped away her tears, and looked at his back fixedly, "Jiang Heng, remember what you said today, no matter what the reason is, I will never forgive you again."

"Mucang, let's go!"

After she left, Jiang Heng slowly turned around, the palm was pinched with blood from the nails, and it continued to seep out.

But it was as if he hadn't heard it, and only her decisive voice was left in his mind.

She wouldn't...forgive him again.

He knew her temperament, and she was serious.

Thinking of this, blood surged up in his chest, sweetened his throat, and a blood plum bloomed on the white robe.

(End of this chapter)