He only thought it was because he had walked diligently to the Emei faction all these years that he moved the heart of this Ruolan Ruzhi sister Zhiruo, and he thought it was because he fought on the Bright Peak, although he failed to win, he was still the best in the world. She shined brilliantly in front of her, and finally won the approval of Miejue Shitai. At this time, the pair of Rouyi who were holding Zhou Zhiruo were full of complacency, and their eyes were full of smiles.

Of course he likes Zhou Zhiruo, this lovely and poor girl.

In the original plot, if it wasn't for Xiao Zhang's indecision and hesitancy not to reveal his intentions, how could Zhou Zhiruo, who was harmed, end up on the path of the devil and his temperament changed drastically?

But in this life, because of Murong Bai's care for nearly ten years, Zhou Zhiruo has long since lost the possibility of becoming the female devil in the late stage of Yitian.

The two talked a lot in the bamboo forest, and when the two realized it, the sun had already set.

Looking at the sunset glow hanging in the sky, Murong Bai and Zhou Zhiruo looked at each other and smiled, and then they went back to the Three Saints Hall hand in hand, each went to find a fellow disciple without talking.

That night, Murong Bai stood in his own small courtyard, enjoying the moon with wine.

It will be the fifteenth Mid-Autumn Festival soon, and the moon in the sky is about to be full.

Under the bright and clear moonlight, Murong Bai raised his glass to drink lightly, his brows were tightly knit together unconsciously.

He is talking to the system.

Having been in this world for many years, he almost forgot that he had something to do with the system.

But today, after a long talk with Zhou Zhiruo, Murong Bai suddenly remembered something, and already had a lot of anxiety in his heart.

At this time, he had a question with the system, and after getting the unexpected and reasonable answer, although Murong Bai was helpless, he had nothing to do.

Right now, he is about to make a marriage contract with Zhou Zhiruo, and they will be husband and wife from now on.

As for husband and wife, they are one body, so they should be whiteheaded.

Murong Bai wanted to take Zhou Zhiruo out of this world, so he asked the system this question full of apprehension.

But the systematic answer was as cold and ruthless as ever.

The system only said that if Murong Bai could comprehend the laws of space and time one day, then he could return to this world of relying on the sky and slaying dragons, and take Zhou Zhiruo away when she was at her best.

But right now, it is absolutely impossible.

Murong Bai didn't know when and when he would be able to comprehend the laws of space and time.

Even if he has a system now, his achievements will be extraordinary in the future, but Murong Bai can't guarantee that he will be able to achieve such achievements.

Thinking of this in his heart, Murong Bai frowned tightly, holding the palm of the jade wine glass, he couldn't help clenching it hard, and there was a burst of "click".

If it wasn't for Murong Bai's unparalleled inner strength to maintain it, at this moment, the wine glass held in his hand would have already been shattered into powder.

Unwilling, unwilling.

But, so what?

The night wind was blowing on his face, Murong Bai looked up at the moon, suddenly felt dark in front of his eyes, but a burst of fragrance entered his nostrils with the night wind, and then, a cloak made of Sichuan brocade was gently covered by someone shoulders.

"My lord, it's cold at night, don't suffer from the wind and cold."

Murong Bai smiled wryly, grabbed the two slender hands that were about to escape from his shoulders, and dragged the person behind him in front of him.

It was Murong Bai's personal maid, Xiaoyun.

Since the day she traveled to this world, Xiaoyun has been taking care of Murong Bai's daily life.

The emotion between the two has long surpassed that of an ordinary master and servant.

"You, you..." Some helplessly pinching Xiaoyun's tall nose, Murong Bai shook his head and said, "Your son has profound internal skills, how could he be afraid of being attacked by the night wind?"

Just as he was about to say something more, he suddenly saw the hesitation and bewilderment hidden in Xiaoyun's eyes, Murong Bai's heart skipped a beat, and he already understood what his personal maid was thinking.

"Xiaoyun."

Calling Xiaoyun aloud, Murong Bai's eyes gradually became serious.

"Your son, although I can't give you a title for the time being, I will never send you elsewhere..."

Now that he has taken other people's red pills, with Murong Bai's temper, how could he do such a thing like chaos and abandonment?

He knew what Xiaoyun was worried about. He was about to make a marriage contract with Zhou Zhiruo. With his marriage, her future as a maid would become extremely bleak.

At least, Xiaoyun thought so.

"Don't worry, Zhiruo has a very good heart."

Murong Bai said with a smile, and then lightly patted Xiaoyun's back a few times.

Chapter 248 The Ceremony of Succession

Chapter 248

Perhaps it was Murong Bai's consolation that helped, Xiao Yun, who was nestled in Murong Bai's arms, gradually showed a bit of peace in her eyes.

She raised her head, fixedly looked into Murong Bai's eyes, and said seriously, "As long as I can serve you by the young master's side in this lifetime, Xiaoyun doesn't ask for any status..."

Xiao Yun's words made Murong Bai's heart tremble slightly.

After reassuring her with a few more words, and sending Xiaoyun off, under the moonlight of the night, Murong Bai re-twisted the wine glass in front of him, his eyes flickering constantly.

But in my heart, I have secretly made up my mind...

August [-]th, Mid-Autumn Festival.

The head of Kunlun, He Taichong, will pass on the position of head to his beloved disciple Zhao Hao today.

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