Chapter 572 Sweetheart

Chen Pingan relaxed his hands lightly and took a step back to take a closer look at her.

She was still wearing a dark green robe. She was a little taller, but not much. Now she was not as tall as him.

She blushed slightly. All the mountains and rivers in the world were not as beautiful as her beautiful eyebrows. Chen Pingan could even see himself in her eyes.

She raised her eyebrows and said, "Chen Pingan, have you made a career?"

Chen Pingan answered the question and said softly: "I haven't dared to miss you too much in these years."

Ning Yao was about to speak.

Someone whistled on the screen wall behind him. It was a fat man squatting on the ground. There were several heads hidden behind the fat man, like peacocks opening their tails, looking towards the gate with wide eyes.

Ning Yao was just about to make a move, but Chen Pingan grabbed one of his hands and held it tightly, "This time, you have to stay longer, and you won't leave even if you chase me away."

A woman whispered: "Sister Ning's ears are red."

Ning Yao suddenly pulled Chen Ping'an in front of her, hit his chest with her elbow, and broke away. She opened Chen Pingan's hand, turned around and strode towards the screen wall, and said the next sentence, "I didn't agree."

Chen Pingan grinned, feeling really heavy this time, and rubbed his heart. Following quickly, without him having to close the door, an old servant with cloudy eyes smiled, nodded in greeting, and quietly closed the door of the mansion.

Everyone at the corner of the screen wall has already stood up.

Chen Pingan and Ning Yao walked side by side and greeted those people with a smile, "Yan Zhuo, Dong Hua Fu, Die Peak, Chen Sanqiu, hello."

The man with a strong body shape The fat man's name is Yan Zhuo, and he is the direct son of the Yan family. The Yan family's position in the Great Wall of Sword Qi is equivalent to the household department of a secular dynasty. Excluding the private channels of the big families, the Yan family is in charge of nearly half of the material operations. To put it simply , just say that the Yan family is rich, very rich.

Dong Hua Fu, this surname is enough to explain everything. He is a dark and capable young man with a face full of scars and a dull look. He never likes to talk and only likes to drink. The sword has a very pink and red makeup. He has a biological sister with an even weirder name, Dong Bu, but she is an innate sword embryo that is well-known in the Great Wall of Sword Qi. She looks weak and starts fighting, but she is a madman. It is said that one time her eyes became red when she was killed. The Lord Yin Guan was knocked unconscious and dragged back to the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

A slender one-armed woman carries a sword on her back.

She was born in the back alleys of Jianqi Great Wall. She had no surname, so she was called Diezhang. When she was young, she was met by A Liang, who often asked her to help buy wine. After going back and forth, they became familiar with each other, and gradually I met friends like Ning Yao. Now he still owes a lot of alcohol debt for A Liang.

The last person is an extremely handsome young master named Chen Sanqiu, who is also a well-deserved son of a noble family. He has been secretly in love with Dong Huafu's sister Dong Bu since he was a child, and his infatuation has never changed. Chen Sanqiu has a sword hanging on his left and right waists, but one sword has no scabbard, and the sword's body has the simple word "cloud pattern" written in seal script. There is a scabbard sword named Jingshu.

The fat man in the lead pinched his throat and said in a low voice like Ning Yao: "Who are you?"

Ning Yao stopped, glanced at the fat man, and said nothing.

Chen Pingan asked Ning Yao softly: "Golden elixir sword cultivator?"

Ning Yao still hadn't spoken yet, but Chen Sanqiu said with a smile: "Anyway, Fatty Yan is not The Qi Practitioners of the Four Realms are not stupid pure martial artists."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "It's okay to look down on me, but it's not okay to look down on Ning Yao's eyes."

Fatty Yan. He raised his butt and bumped into Dong Heitan behind him, "Did you hear that, the martial arts master of the four realms who was on top of our city back then seems unhappy."

Ning Yao He frowned and said, "It's not over yet."

Fatty Yan raised his hands, quickly glanced at the sleeves of the young man in green shirt, and said aggrievedly: "It was Chen Sanqiu who persuaded me to be the leader. Yes, I have no objection to Chen Ping'an. There are a few pure martial artists who can fight Cao Ci three times at a young age. I can't even admire them. But I really want to be fair, the Fulu Sect monks here, After pure martial artists, they are the most despised heretics. Chen Ping'an, don't carry so many talismans in your sleeves when you go out. No one here buys these things, we can't help it here at the Great Wall of Sword Qi. , A person from a remote area who has never seen the big world."

Ning Yao had a hint of anger.

Fatty Yan immediately shrank his almost invisible neck.

In fact, they have a good or bad impression of Chen Ping'an, and they really don't use their power to bully others.

It’s just that Ning Yao is too special in their minds.

There is a natural barrier between the Sword Qi Great Wall and the vast world.

Including Yan Zhuo, plus Chen Sanqiu and others,

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There is nothing wrong with knowing that Chen Ping'an , but all the peers at Jianqi Great Wall, as well as some elders who have a close relationship with Ning and Yao, are not optimistic about the future of Ning Yao and a foreigner, not to mention the young man who was practicing boxing on the top of the city. The biggest story left behind is nothing more than losing three games in a row to Cao Ci. Moreover, compared to the world of Jianqi Great Wall, the lives of the Taoist cultivators in Haoran Tianxia are too stable. Ning Yao has grown up very fast. There has always been only one kind of right match in Jianqi Great Wall, and that is men and women. They have similar realms and equal killing power!

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "We have the opportunity to learn from each other."

Yan Zhuo glanced at Ning Yao and shook his head like a rattle, "Don't dare."

Chen Ping'an held back his laughter, "It's a bit difficult to pretend to travel far away. What's so difficult about being a martial artist in the Sixth Realm?"

Ning Yao hit him in the waist with his elbow again, and said angrily: "Is it fun to lie to me?"

This time it's true. Angry.

Yan Zhuo and others fell silentLike a cicada.

Chen Pingan grabbed her hand and said softly: "I am used to suppressing my realm and traveling far away. If I were in Haoran World, I would be a martial artist in the fifth realm now, and ordinary far-traveling realms would I can’t tell whether it’s true or not. We agreed that I must reach the golden realm before I can see you. Do you think I can’t do that?”

Ning Yao looked. Are you, Chen Pingan, angry about him? So what's the matter with your smiling face? It makes sense for the evildoer to complain first, right? Ning Yao stared blankly at the unfamiliar yet very familiar Chen Ping'an in front of him. He hadn't seen him for nearly ten years. He had a hosta on his head, was dressed in a green shirt, and still had a sword on his back. He had to raise his head slightly to even look at him, Haoran. Would she, Ning Yao, not know about the customs and customs in that part of the world? Back then, she traveled across most of Jiuzhou alone. Didn't she know that a slightly better-looking man would always meet a confidante of one kind or another if he took a few more steps in the world? Especially such a young martial artist in the golden realm is rare in the world. Chen Ping'an's stubborn and stubborn temper is probably the result of some shameless women.

Although Chen Ping'an didn't know what Ning Yao was thinking at all, his intuition told him that if he didn't do something or say something, his life would probably be in danger.

But when Chen Pingan looked at her eyes carefully, he had no words. He just lowered his head gently, touched her forehead, and shouted softly: "Ning Yao, Ning Yao."

There is nothing else between heaven and earth.

Only Miss Ning.

Ning Yao turned his head, pushed Chen Pingan's head away with a slap, and glared: "Chen Pingan, are you possessed by a ghost?"

Chen Pingan was also a little embarrassed.

Yan Zhuo turned around and said with a sad face: "I admit defeat, I can't bear it anymore, I really can't bear it anymore."

Chen Sanqiu rolled his eyes vigorously and muttered: "I have an ominous feeling I have a premonition that the lousy A-Liang is back."

Dong Huafu rarely spoke: "I like it if I like it. If you don't have the realm, it's just a piece of cake."

Chen Ping'an suddenly said to them: "Thank you for staying with Ning Yao. ."

Chen Pingan clasped his fists heavily, with clear eyes and a bright smile, "I should have said this when I was on the top of the city. I owe you nearly ten years."

Die Zhang smiled and said nothing.

Chen Sanqiu hummed, "It's a pity that Ning Yao has disliked me since he was a child, otherwise you would have cried outside the door this time."

Yan Zhuo raised his hands and gently He patted his cheek lightly and said with a smile: "I still have some conscience."

Dong Huafu asked: "Can I drink?"

Ning Yao said: "What kind of wine?!"

Dong Huafu said: "If he doesn't drink, I will drink."

Ning Yao took Chen Ping'an with him When we arrived at a square, we saw the stone cliff of Zhanlongtai, which was as big as a house.

There was a climbing step dug out by the Sword Immortal himself. Everyone climbed up one by one. There was a small and crude pavilion on top.

Ning Yao glanced at the one-armed girl carrying the big sword Zhenyue.

Die Zhang blinked and stood up as soon as he sat down, saying that something was wrong.

Chen Sanqiu and Yan Zhuo also found their own reasons, but Dong Huafu was dumbfounded and still sat there, saying that he was fine.

As a result, Chen Sanqiu grabbed his neck and dragged him away.

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Only two people were left sitting opposite each other.

Chen Pingan clenched his hands into fists and placed them gently on his knees.

Ning Yao felt a little more comfortable without Yan Zhuo and the others.

Ning Yao asked: "Has there been any girl who likes you in these years?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "Yes. But I have never been tempted. I have in the past and I will in the future."

Ning Yao asked again: "How many?"

Chen Pingan was dumbfounded.

Ning Yao continued: "Which ones?"

Chen Pingan was dumbfounded.

I never thought Ning Yao said: "I don't care."

Chen Pingan was speechless.

Ning Yao turned his head and looked at the bottom of the Dragon Slaying Platform, "Mother Bai, is this guy really a martial artist in the Golden Body Realm?"

Ning Yao could see nothing except The old servant who closed the door and a tall old woman stood side by side.

The old woman smiled and nodded: "Master Chen is indeed a seventh-level martial artist, and his foundation is excellent, beyond imagination."

Chen Pingan said softly: "I didn't lie to you. Right?"

Ning Yao ignored Chen Ping'an and said to the two elders: "Aunt Bai, Grandpa Nalan, go ahead."

The old woman hesitated. , with a smile in his eyes, as if there was a hint of questioning, but Ning Yao shook his head slightly, and then the old woman smiled and nodded, and left together with the staggering old man.

Chen Pingan asked: "Aunt Bai is the master of the mountain top realm?"

Ning Yao nodded, "It used to be the limit, but then it fell to the bottom for me."< /p>

Chen Pingan suddenly asked: "Are there any peers here who are about the same age as you and are already Nascent Soul Sword Cultivators?"

Ning Yao sneered: "I am not one for the time being. Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator, who can do that?"

Chen Pingan said yes.

This answer is very sweet to Miss Ning.

Ning Yao frowned and asked: "Why do you ask this?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Nothing."

Ning Yao reminded: "Sword The sword cultivators on the Qi Great Wall are not comparable to those in the world."

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "I know it well. You said before that Beiju Luzhou is worth visiting.", before I came here, I just went there and experienced the skills of sword cultivators there. "

Ning Yao let out an oh, his brows quietly stretched, and it fell into someone's eyes, maybe it was the scenery of the willow branches on the moon.

Chen Pingan twisted his wrist and took out a book He had bound the thick books by himself, and just as he was about to stand up, he sat next to Ning Yao.

Ning Yao said, "Sit over there. "

Chen Pingan stretched out his hand to scratch his head, and gently threw the book with one hand, "When I carried the sword of the boss sword fairy to Tongyezhou, the old man reminded me that it is best to endure it for a while. Forbearance, don’t send letters to the Great Wall of Sword Qi casually, causing you to be distracted. You are even more worried about accidentally implicating you because of me, so I will keep it in mind. So whenever I have free time, I will write down what I have experienced over the years. If you look through it, you will see that everything, big and small, has been written down. Some are recorded more carefully, while others are only written in general terms. ”

Ning Yao took the book and began to read the landscape travel notes written by Chen Pingan himself.

Chen Pingan sat for a while, and seeing that Ning Yao was fascinated by it, he simply Lie down and close your eyes.

In the small pavilion, there is only the sound of turning books.

At first, he was still thinking about things, but then before he knew it, Chen Pingan actually fell asleep.

Ning Yao occasionally raised her head and glanced at the familiar guy. After reading, she put the book on the bench as a pillow and lay down gently, but kept it open. Eyes.

In the night, she quietly turned around and stared at him.

Ning Yao raised his head slightly, put his hands together, and gently placed one side of his face on the book. She whispered against the back of her hand: "After you left that year, I found Grandpa Chen and asked him to cut off the arranged marriage lines between you and me. Grandpa Chen asked me, do I really want to do this? What if you really don’t like it? I, Ning Yao, don’t like you, and you, Chen Pingan, don’t like me either. What should I do? I said, no, no one can control who I, Ning Yao, don’t like, and no one can stop me if I like someone. Grandpa Chen asked again, what about Chen Pingan? If we were no longer tied by the thread of marriage and were thousands of miles away from the Great Wall of Sword Qi, would we just go further and further away and never come back? I'll answer it for you. It's impossible. Chen Ping'an will definitely come to me. Even if he doesn't like it anymore, he will definitely tell me personally. But I'm actually very scared. I like you more, but you don't like me anymore. "

Ning Yao stopped talking and fell asleep slowly.

Chen Pingan opened his eyes, stood up gently, and sat next to Ning Yao.

Looked up , is the moon in the sky with three wheels, bowing his head, is a sweetheart

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