Chapter 1774: He counts a fart

Out of the valley, Lin smiled inexplicably. Just now, Nandong suddenly stood up and accused himself. The only thing behind him was that the old guy named Nan Leipeng had instigated.
"I hope that the prosperity of a ethnic group will be a marriage contract... Oh, it seems that the situation of the Musan tribe is not very optimistic, and it will be such a stupid thing. This may be called an emergency."
Lin searched and shook his head, no longer thinking about it.
He is just a passer-by, and at most it will only help the South Autumn.
Hey!
The next moment, Lin Xun's figure disappeared.
Thousands of miles away, an aura of mountains, Lin seeks to stand up and take a deep breath.
哗啦~~
There are high and high peaks up and down, rolling aura like the Yangtze River and rushing into the forest to find the mouth.
After a quarter of an hour, this aura of mountains has become dim, without the kind of divine spirit.
Lin Xun immediately stopped his hand and swallowed it. This Lingshan was completely destroyed. It does not hurt the roots at the moment and can be recovered in the future.
Hey!
Lin Xun did not stop, and moved again to the void.
At the moment, he urgently needs to restore his strength. He can only find some Lingshan Lingshui in this wilderness to gain strength.
"Get up!"
A vast river over the vast river, Lin Xun explorer grasped, a deep vein hidden deep in the bottom of the river was grabbed, more than ten feet long, green and beautiful.
Lin seeks to open his mouth and swallow it. This is enough to make the Wang Jingqiang refining the spirit of a year and a half, and instantly it is turned into a heat flow by Lin, and it flows through the whole body.
In the following time, Lin Xun’s figure flicked and moved between heaven and earth, getting farther and farther, looking for the necessary spiritual resources.
Two days later.
Lin searched for a foot in front of the desert and felt his body in peace. "Almost one hundred percent of the strength has been restored..."
This made him frown, still a little slow.
At the same time, Lin Xun also made a judgment. Although Tianqu is located on the ancient road of the sky, it is obvious that the spiritual resources possessed by this world cannot be said to be rich, and the ancient wilderness is almost the same.
It should be noted that during this time, he had searched all the way and tried to dig some medicines, but he eventually collected only some royal drugs. For him, it was like a chicken.
"At the moment, it can only be so."
Lin seeks to start the action again.
Today, he only knows that it is a Tianqu world, located in the remote area of ​​the Starry Sky Road, and naturally does not want to stay here for a long time.
After half a month.
Lin searched for clothes and danced, strolling above the clouds, like a fairy, and now he has recovered to about 20% of his prosperity!
"The land of 30,000 miles has been explored again. It is time to go back."
Lin Xun made a decision.
On this return, he intends to inquire about Nan Lei Peng to leave the Tianqu world. If there is no accident, he will bid farewell to Nanqiu.
......
Musang tribe.
Far away, not close, there was a voice coming into Lin’s ear, mixed with angry disputes.
Lin looked for a moment, close to the past.
Just outside the valley, a group of figures gathered, there are men and women, all of them are gorgeous, strong, and with arrogance and intolerance.
In front of the valley, it is the strongman of the Musang tribe. The head of the group is Nan Lei Peng. This high-powered old man is now full of face and anger.
"When can the Yunhuo tribes represent the Heavenly Swordsman? Want to stop the marriage contract between Nanqiu and Mu Xiuyuan?
Nan Lei Peng drank, as the thunder burst.
The strong men of the nearby Mulberry tribes are also very angry and ugly.
In the autumn of the crowd, the look of the South, the look of a lost soul, the pretty little face slightly white, without the bright smile of the past.
"Oh, Nan Lei Peng, don't deceive yourself. If there is no Heavenly Sword and Shepherd nodded, can I personally come and announce this?"
Among the figures outside the valley, a black robe and elegant old man headed for a smile.
"impossible!"
Nan Leipeng’s eyes were red and his voice was hoarse.
How can he do these things when he can do it? This is absolutely impossible!

"Ha ha ha, I know that you can't accept it, so I brought a marriage contract that you had set up with Pastor."
The black robe and the old man laughed and took out a red marriage contract. However, this marriage has been shredded into several pieces.
The black robe and elegant old man seem to be kind, but in fact, gloating to remind: "Nan Lei Peng, this marriage is not my tear, it is the tears of the pastor, let me exchange it for you."
Nan Lei Peng was struck by lightning.
He recognized the marriage at a glance, but did not expect that when he saw it, it was already broken...
The Musang tribes are also stunned, and each one is exposed to anger. Is this really what the pastoralism is?
If so, it is too damn!
Seeing this scene, the black robe and elegant old man’s lips were smug, and the detective took out a letter and said:
"Oh, yes, I have a 'return marriage' written by Pastor Xiuyuan. Do you want to take a look at Nan Lei Peng?"
In the voice, with a mockery.
There are still retiring marriages!
Lin Xun, who saw all this in the dark, couldn’t help but be surprised. This pastoral repair is far from overkill. It is clear that he does not intend to leave any trace of affection for the Musan tribe.
Lin looked for the autumn in the crowd.
This optimistic, strong, and sultry girl, biting her lip at the moment, her face is white, her eyes are full of sorrow, and that looks like Lin Xun’s distress.
He still remembers that Nanqiu said with hesitation, she has not touched and understood pastoralism, and she may accept this marriage at once...
The implication is that she does not completely resist such an arrangement, and she has dreamed of trying and understanding each other.
But now, with the shredded marriage book and a retired marriage, all this is completely disillusioned!
This kind of blow is undoubtedly too embarrassing for a woman. A woman who has been ruthlessly remarried, how can she raise her head again?
Shepherd is far away, a man of the name of Tianqu, who refused Nanqi in this way, how can she survive in the Tianqu world in the future?
Until then, no matter where you go, I am afraid that I will be ridiculed and mocked!
Nan Leipeng trembled and took the retired marriage. There was only one sentence on the top, four words:
"The marriage contract is invalid!"
No explanation, no reason, direct judgment!
puff!
Nan Leipeng angered and attacked his heart. He coughed up a blood, and his body trembled. He gnawed his teeth: "The pastor is far away... You are far away, you are so good..."
Other Musan tribes are dumbfounded at the moment.
Originally, they also hoped that through the marriage contract between Nanqiu and Mu Xiuyuan, they could improve the situation of the tribes today.
Who ever thought, it was such a shocking news!
"They...why would you let me get married?"
Half-sounding, Nan Leipeng looked up and looked at the black robe and elegant old man in the distance, the face of the iron and the twilight.
"Oh, it's very simple."
The black robe and elegant old man looked proud. "Because, she will be engaged to my daughter!"
Said, he pointed to a Huashang woman around him, said, "Hey, this is my daughter, Yue Jin!"
Huashang’s woman’s appearance is outstanding, she lifts her chin slightly, and with a touch of pride, she looks at Nanqiu in the distant crowd, saying:
South Autumn sister, you have to take care of your body, don’t get angry, otherwise I I can't bear it."
These words are extremely harsh.
Nanqiu finally did not control, turned and rushed into the valley, suffered such a shameful shame, her emotions are on the verge of getting out of control.
Huashang woman can not help but smile, full of satisfaction.
At this point, Nan Lei Peng thoroughly understood that the remarriage of the pastoral husbandry must be related to the cloud fire family!
"Yue Zhongting! You, you..."
Nan Lei Peng is so angry that he can't speak.
"Ha ha ha, no more nonsense, Yue has left."
The black robe elegant old man laughed like a big win, with a group of people turned and went.
......
On this day, the issue of the remarriage of the South Autumn was spread throughout the Musan tribe. This sunny day was overshadowed by the entire ethnic group.
On the same day, Nan Lei Peng was mad at the gas, and almost went into flames.
Lin Xun does not care about this, he only cares about the situation of Nanqiu.
"What are you doing? I thought that my sister was retired, you can take advantage of it? Infatuation!"
When I saw Lin Xun appearing, the South Winter in front of the South Autumn Gate was like a vent, and it made a loud noise.
Lin looked for him.
With only one gaze, the South Winter, which is in anger, is a spirit, and the soul is like an ice cave, feeling a suffocating sense of oppression.
"The anger of the weak is never worthy of sympathy. If you have the heart to do something for your sister, give me aside."
Lin searched and lifted his foot up.
Nandong subconsciously retreats to open his body. When Lin finds his figure and pushes the door, he wakes up, and he is scared away.
He is completely there.
In the room, the light and shadow were dim, and it was unexpected to see Lin. The South Autumn did not cry, nor did it have any sadness and anger.
She sat quietly in front of the window, her face was faint, her eyes were empty, like no soul.
Lin sought to close the door and walked forward, saying: "I can help you."
In a word, with a force that reaches people's hearts, it is stirring in the heart of Nanqiu.
The eyes of the South Autumn emptiness glowed with a clear color. He looked at Lin in front of him and screamed half-soundingly. He got up and hugged him tightly, crying silently.
Hot tears, soaked Lin's shoulder clothes.
Lin sought to sigh in the heart, a woman, regardless of the level of cultivation, suffered such a shameful and humiliating blow, but also destined not to suffer.
For a long time, Nanqiu stopped the tears, loosened his hands, and stepped back a few steps. He whispered: "Lin Xiaoge, let you see a joke."
Lin looked at her head and said, "You are not a joke, I said, I can help you, this shame, this should not be your responsibility."
Nanqiu looked up and looked at Lin Xun and said: "But he... he is a pastor..."
Pastoral repair!
This name is a legendary existence in the Tianqu world. There are more days behind the swordsmanship. Who can... be against him?
Lin can't help but laugh, whisper:
"In the eyes of someone in my forest, he is a fart."

(Additional delivery ~ still owe one more!)