What is the Experience of Getting Married with the Demon Emperor?

His eyes became silent: "Since then, I have never had a good impression of Yuzhang Academy."

A world where monks and mortals coexist.

Actually.

Perhaps most monks have long considered themselves to be another species above mortals.

They see themselves as "higher people".

"I see."

Lu Buping clenched his fists: "I understand...I will tell them."

"Tell what?" Chen Anning looked at him.

"They are lower than the [mortals] they look down on."

48. Performance

The line of sight goes along the stone road, and at the end of it is a majestic and magnificent building.

A large number of red lanterns are dotted on both sides of the road, spreading the festive atmosphere throughout the venue. There are all kinds of light gauze red carpets. The huge hall is already filled with hundreds of big red wood wine tables. With a lot of distance, the whole looks open and full of pattern.

This is what makes Yuzhang Academy different today.

In the past, Yuzhang Academy was not popular with this kind of thing. Even the annual Yuzhang Academy banquet would not set up food tables, entertain guests, and hang red lights-to put it bluntly, most of the time they were talking about themselves.

Only this year is particularly grand, and the reason is needless to say.

Mo Hanqing.

The girl who was only 16 years old was wearing the robes of Yuzhang Academy as usual, her face was as cold as the cold wind in December.

She sat in that extremely conspicuous position - the main seat of the largest and most gorgeous wine table in the audience.

"Hanqing."

side.

The stooped white-haired old man poured himself a glass of wine: "What are you waiting for?"

On Mo Hanqing's delicate face, the chill in those ruthless eyes slowly dissipated.

She looked at the old man respectfully: "Teacher, I'm not waiting for anything."

Zhang Chuanpeng took a sip of his drink and shook his head: "You can't hide it from others, but you can't hide it from your teacher."

He has taught Mo Hanqing for a long time, and since he found this rare successor, the two have been almost inseparable.

Mo Hanqing is only 16 years old, although she has mixed thoughts, but the city is not deep, and Zhang Chuanpeng, the vice president of Yuzhang Academy, can tell what she is thinking at a glance.

"Is it because you don't want to marry someone you don't like?" Zhang Chuanpeng asked.

"No, Pei Ao is a dragon among men, with extraordinary talents, and becoming a Taoist couple is the best choice."

When Mo Hanqing said these words, his tone did not change at all, as if he took it for granted.

Zhang Chuanpeng frowned. He raised his head and glanced at the Bijian Villa and the others who had packed up the betrothal gifts and walked towards the wine table not far away. He seemed to understand something: "Are you thinking about that kid from the Lu family back then?" ?”

Mo Hanqing nodded: "He will come."

Zhang Chuanpeng shook his head: "He dare not come."

Mo Hanqing pondered for two seconds, and then said: "I still remember what he said back then, and I believe he will come."

Zhang Chuanpeng couldn't help sneering: "If you come, you will die, why bother?"

"But some people's tempers are just so stubborn, and some people's brains are just so bad."

Zhang Chuanpeng didn't speak, but just stood up to Mo Hanqing.

Sensing his master's gaze, Mo Hanqing said indifferently: "But teacher, there is no need to worry. It's just that when he comes to perform the contract, I may have to end it in person. After all, this is an agreement between me and him."

"It's up to you, it's nothing more than rotten fish and rotten shrimp."

Zhang Chuanpeng didn't bother to talk to that Lu family boy.

He had also seen that kid surnamed Lu back then. He had mediocre talent and missed the best age for cultivation, and his cultivation resources were even worse than their Yuzhang Academy.

Mo Hanqing is the sweet girl of the sky. She has been inseparable from Zhang Chuanpeng's side for the past few years. He is willing to give Mo Hanqing all the knowledge he has learned in his life. Mo Hanqing can take one or two pills every day.

The gap between the two is like an insurmountable gap, which can be described as a difference between cloud and mud.

As he said, when Lu Buping came, he would die.

So he stepped forward directly to greet the distinguished guests of Bijian Villa.

Walking at the forefront is the young owner of Bijian Villa, Pei Ao.

This person's footsteps are steady, his face is like a crown jade with arrogance, and his demeanor is valiant. There is a faint breath of tiger and tiger wind around him. The sharp sword in the scabbard has a conspicuous word [Bi] clearly engraved on the hilt.

That is the sword forged by their Bijian Villa, and it is also the symbol of Bijian Villa.

With the current status of Bijian Villa, even as the vice president of Yuzhang Academy, Zhang Chuanpeng had no choice but to bow to Pei Ao: "Next, Zhang Chuanpeng, I have met Mr. Pei Shaozhuang."

"Exemption." Pei Ao waved his hand indifferently, but his eyes fell on Mo Hanqing: "As a teacher, you will be a father for life. Mr. Zhang is Hanqing's teacher. Today I am here again to Hanqing." Qing proposing marriage, you can be regarded as half of my future father-in-law, don't mess up the etiquette."

Hearing this, Zhang Chuanpeng laughed lightly: "Master Pei Shaozhuang is really very personable."

"Just don't like the red tape."

Pei Ao looked deeply at Mo Hanqing.

He actually met his fiancée for the first time.

With just one glance, he can see that this person is very talented, and in time, he will definitely be able to achieve something in this world.

Although there is still a taste of self-deprecation, it is much better than those foreign pink rouges.

Barely worthy of Pei Ao.

Zhang Chuanpeng made a gesture of invitation: "Sit down."

Pei Ao and the others quickly took their seats.

The dazzling array of delicacies did not interest Pei Ao at all.

As soon as he took his seat, he saw Mo Hanqing take the initiative to fill up the drink for himself, and his movements were very skillful.

The wine exuded a faint fragrance, Pei Ao drank it in one gulp, but felt that the taste was still not as good as that of Bijian Villa.

So he cut directly to the topic and asked the question he wanted to ask: "I heard that Han Qing once had a betting contract with a young man surnamed Lu."

Pei Ao even knew this.

Mo Hanqing's delicate body trembled slightly, she raised her head and looked at Pei Ao: "Indeed there are."

Zhang Chuanpeng spoke up from the side: "An unknown kid, let alone whether he dares to come or not, whether he can come in is a problem."

"makes sense."

Pei Ao smiled.

That smile looked inexplicably ironic.

He didn't seem to care much about his fiancée having a fiancé from the very beginning.

That expression is almost as if he can't wait to watch the excitement.

suddenly.

The atmosphere at the wine table seemed a little awkward.

Seeing this, Zhang Chuanpeng raised his wine glass and said with a smile: "Today is a day of great joy, why bother to talk about those trivial things? Come on, Master Pei, Han Qing, I will toast you today."

The elder took the initiative to toast, and the two younger juniors naturally wanted to reciprocate.

Three cups of clear frost white jade wine collided in mid-air, making a crisp sound.

at the same time.

A cold light flew past, along the bright red carpet towards the dining table where the three of them sat at the end.

A playful look flashed in Pei Ao's eyes, and a blue light shot out from his cuffs.

Hey~

Sparks burst.

That cold light turned out to be a sharp sword containing true energy, which was thrown several meters away by the blue light in Pei Ao's sleeve, and stuck in the center of the red carpet.

"who?!"

Zhang Chuanpeng slapped the table and stood up, staring angrily.

Countless banquet guests and students of Yuzhang Academy turned their eyes to the gate.

A few ordinary-looking figures appeared in front of everyone.

Two of them were wearing Taoist robes from Daojian Mountain, one was wearing a Confucian white shirt, and a maidservant in a yellow skirt was at his side.

There is another person.

That's a big deal!

"Spear King Chen Anning?!"

"Also... is that someone from Daojian Mountain?!"

Chen Anning, who was planning to make a domineering appearance with Lu Buping, staggered.

In the eyes of these people, our "gun king" status is more conspicuous than Daojianshan, right?

Xiao Yan's face turned reddish - she also knew the true meaning of the word Spear King.

And to be honest, Chen Anning's marksmanship is really good...

but.

Chen Anning's appearance was a bit surprising, but most people's attention finally shifted to Lu Buping.

Because the owner of the sword stuck in the center of the carpet is this young man from Daojian Mountain.

Lu Buping took a step forward and became the focus of everyone's attention.

But he just raised his head and stared at Mo Hanqing indifferently.