Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

Fireflies are flying, and the night is quiet.

Gu Shengyan leads Shan Jue to Wen's mansion, but Shan Jue stops before Wen's mansion.

She was born petite, and her face was just like the 13th and 4th. Now she stood under the moon with the plaque of Wenfu, and her eyes were shining.

Like a child.

Gu Shengyan thought about this and leaned over and said, "it's late today. I don't want to bother the emperor anymore. The emperor will go back to the house at night. Only there is an ice coffin suitable for Xi girl."

Shan Jue smiled and raised her hand. The word "Wen Fu" on the plaque was wiped away by her own power!

The debris fell on the ground, ethereal and flying again.

Shan Jue broke his index finger, grabbed his lightness skill and directly wrote the blood word "Shan Fu" on the plaque. After writing, he clapped his hands and directly stepped into the mansion.

Gu Shengyan was surprised to see that the girl really had the style of "being the master of the family".

How to explain this?

Gu Shengyan sighed. As soon as he was about to catch up, Shan Jue stopped, nodded and coagulated the night sky of Wen's house. When waving his hands, dozens of dead men guarding Wen's house fell in the air, covering their waist and body pain.

It seems to fall badly.

Gu Shengyan hurriedly said, "girl, these dead men are our own people and are used to guard the emperor."

Shan Jue's God Rong Ninghe, shining eyes with a little Rage: "does Wenzhi need someone to protect?"

Her eyes were indifferent, and under indifference, some white lips were still raised. This time, Shan Jue's clothes were messy and her face had some stains, but she was not embarrassed.

Gu Shengyan smiled: "what the girl said is very true. Go down."

Gu Shengyan waved his hand, and all the dead men flashed out. Seeing the dead men leave here in peace, Gu Shengyan wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. These dead men's martial arts are above the generals, but they can be hit by this single Jue.

Is Shan Jue's martial arts as simple as what he saw?

Shan Jue turned her eyes from Gu Shengyan to the sky behind her hands. It seemed that she took a little interest in her expression and directly jumped 100 feet high in an instant!

Run away?

Gu Shengyan panicked for a moment. Before his mind had stabilized, he saw Shan Jue holding a man's skirt and falling at a height of 100 feet. That man is a young man - the lifeblood of Beiyuan river.

Gu Shengyan quickly leaned over and said, "I'm leaving now. It means that master Hao Sheng will entertain Miss Shan Jue."

After saying that, Gu Shengyan walked away.

This Shan Jue is not a good stubble. She has an uncertain personality. Her killing mode is also different from others. She has a very heavy hand. A harmless clear eye doesn't seem to be stained with blood.

Even Jiang Zhiyi can be easily held by Shan Jue. How strong is she?

Without knowing what Gu Shengyan said, he had to run away.

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When the Qiong flowers were all over the sky, the Qiong flowers in Wenfu fell melodiously. Jiang, the lifeblood of Beiyuan, meant so. Looking at the girl in front of him, he smiled: "Shan Jue, talk."

Jiang this idea stroked his skirt and straightened it before walking slowly.

It was a long night, and the simple and slender back was a little faint, but also thin. Shan Jue walked slowly with his hands behind his back. He followed Jiang Ziyi to the backyard before stopping.

The backyard is full of Qionghua trees. The rose powder is all over the sky, interlaced with the fireflies, but it is extremely beautiful.

Shan Jue frowned slightly and said, "Jiang means this. I wonder if I should ask?"

Oil lamps have long been placed on the stone table in the backyard.

Jiang Ziyi picked up the oil lamp, stepped step by step under the Qionghua tree, looked at the petals wilting into red mud, nodded and said with a smile, "you ask."

Shan Jue simply sat on the stone table and said, "how old are you?"

Jiang Ziyi was stunned and his voice was shallow: "I can't remember. It's about 198..."

He turned back, the light of the oil lamp reflected in his eyes, and the ice flashed and bright.

Shan Jue laughed and said, "at your age, you can probably be my grandfather."

Jiang Zhiyi simply jumped up to the top of the tree, sat with a lantern and his legs spinning: "Shan Jue, if I guess well, you will be 100 years old this year, and you will still grow up."

Shan Jue sighed, holding his cheek and puffing: "you helped Wenzhi for Princess Liuyan. This is your price. You are reluctant to be involved in this right and wrong, I know."

"Huh?"

Shan Jue smiled and said, "Wenzhi asked me for help. I'm reluctant, as long as he can pay the price I need. Can you guess what it is?"

Jiang Ziyi leaned his shining head on the tree top, closed his eyes and said, "you want to be a normal person."

Such speculation surprised Shan Jue.

Shan Jue suddenly jumped off the stone table and said loudly, "Jiang, you don't want to be normal? Don't you care what we have to experience in the past 100 years?"

Care?

Jiang Ziyi opened his eyes and coagulated the tranquility in the night: "if you become a normal person, your martial arts will be exhausted. How can you protect the people you want to protect?"

Shan Jue clenched his teeth: "protection? What you want now is protection? Even if your martial arts are exhausted, Liuyan and Wenzhi are supporting behind you. Why do you need your protection?"

Jiang Zhiyi just smiled. Looking at Shan Jue's beautiful face, he was as young as he was decades ago.

Shan Jue was angry and said: "Lianyin skill can only be practiced before the age of 14. If you don't have good internal skills, you will die even if you practice it! If you practice this kind of martial arts, you won't be old forever. The price is that you can't improve your martial arts any more! If you and I hadn't practiced this kind of martial arts, how could you be under the rule of culture and threatened to this extent! How could you suffer the pain of being eaten back every month!"

The pain of regurgitation.

Jiang Ziyi whispered, "Shan Jue, if you have someone you want to protect, you won't say so."

He looked down from above, and Shan Jue trembled.

She has lived to protect this hypocritical Nanyue. Now that Nanyue is gone, what is the value of her life? If it is not for the protection of those powerless people in Shan Fu, why should she be forced to practice Lianyin? How many things did she sacrifice? After practicing Lianyin, she even lost her qualification to become a mother

Thinking of this, Shan Jue coagulated Jiang's intention and deliberately smiled: "does the princess know? If she marries you, she may not have her own children in her life."

Jiang was unmoved and said lightly, "Shan Jue, we don't need children if we are not old and immortal. It's not a pity."

"You -" Shan Jue was blocked for a moment and had nothing to say. She could only bite her teeth and say, "with Liuyan, you will watch her grow old and die, and you will always be so young. She will not always be beautiful. It is not acceptable to the world, not to her!"

Jiang Ziyi jumped down from the treetops and walked out of the backyard. Turning back, he said with a smile, "it's too cold to provoke too many enemies. Once you return to ordinary, the people you love and the things you want to protect will be crushed by others. No one is exception."

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