On a luxurious carriage in the Nan Meng family, the nine sisters looked slightly serious. After a long time, the eldest sister Nan Mengtang said quietly: "You are too bold, sister!"

"Sun Yan is only twelve years old late, she is too young and has a certain temperament. If she becomes disgusted in the future, how should you deal with it?"

"I'm afraid I'll get married in this life."

Namco said lightly: "You just go to Emei to become a monk and be a nun."

Nan Mengtan said with some complaint: "Even if the arrangements at home are not very satisfactory, it is still more decent than sticking them naked."

"The little eighth sister from the Nanmeng family stayed in the Lingjian Tower for several days."

"This reputation now..."

This second sister of the Nan Meng family is quite disappointed.

Namco did not say anything or refute, but she replied in her stomach: "I don't want to marry a man who is still a fifth-rank man in her twenties."

The tiger roars and dragon roars and listens to the clouds. There are also famous characters in the world, but for Namco, it is not enough, far from enough. She hopes that her husband will at least have innate hope.

Sun Yanwan is not only innate. Even if Zhang Qingxi deliberately concealed the age of his second junior brother practicing martial arts, Yin Bailian did not allow him to use a full set of immortal hammers, but he was able to create his own "one move" boxing technique and sweep the Bing group in the seven-mechanical martial arts, and his future achievements will not stop at the innate ones.

The third sister Nan Mengxun shook her head and said nothing. The fourth sister Nan Meng was not interested in martial arts, but she was the think tank of Nan Mengjiu sisters. At this time, she no longer had the curse and could only whisper a word, saying, "Eighth sister, you must protect yourself more."

The fifth sister Nan Meng Chacha shouted, "Don't listen to the fourth sister."

"Eighth sister, you have come to this point. Just cook the rice until you cook it until you finish it. Try to let Sun Yanwan be your father in the past two years."

Nan Mengtang reached out and pointed the girl's mute pussy in anger, not allowing her to continue talking nonsense.

Nammong's pretty face was blushing like blood, but he slightly agreed with Nanmong Chacha's statement in his heart. The eighth girl from the Nanmong family has a soft and weak appearance, but she is definitely the number one in the Nine Sisters when it comes to being ruthless.

The other sisters were speechless. Nan Mengjiu was in a low mood. She still didn't understand why her best daughter and her closest sister suddenly fell in love with Sun Yanwan?

Although Sun Yanwan is amazing, shouldn’t he come to pursue their sisters?

Are those heroes in the world usually like this?

Nan Mengtang hit her two palms and said, "Since the eighth sister has made the decision, we sisters can only do our best. I will give you my personal maid Han Su, and the sisters will also do their best."

Namco was surprised and said, "Han Su is my eldest sister's caring person. How can I use it?"

Nan Mengtang whispered: "Sister, there is no need for caring people."

Nan Mengtan sighed and said, "I have nothing good to do, so I will pay 15,000 yuan of flying money."

"Don't let yourself be wronged because of money along the way."

Several sisters from the Nan Meng family made a statement one after another. When she arrived at the life of the seventh sister Nan Mengzhi, she took a package from behind and said sickly: "Sister has nothing good, just give this pair of two swords to my sister."

Nan Mengsu couldn't help but want to speak, but glanced at the sisters and swallowed it again.

The seventh sister Nan Mengzhi admired the little sword god Zhang Qingxi. She spent most of her savings in her boudoir to acquire a pair of ancient swords, one Qingluan and one Red Phoenix, and made a pair of phoenixes. However, the two had no intersection at all, and they had no fate and had no separation. She just had a chance to meet each other, but she didn't recognize her and missed it gently.

Nan Mengzhi broke down her thoughts and gave the treasured long swords to the girl. After all, the girl was interacting with Zhang Qingxi's junior brother, and maybe one day, Zhang Qingxi would see the long swords.

These thoughts are twists and turns, and they are not the people in the story, but the experience is not true.

The eight sisters of the Nan Meng family left their things in the carriage, got out of the car, and looked at Lingjian Peak from afar.

Sun Yanwan was wearing a light goose yellow Taoist robe, with two swords inserted into her waist, smiling slightly, as if she was a god.

Nanmeng Chacha suddenly said: "If the eighth sister and Sun Yanwan really become..."

All the sisters were trembling.

The last one in Nanmeng Palace got out of the car. She gently tied her hair and dressed in a gorgeous dress, as if she was the one in the painting. She smiled at Sun Yan in the evening, as if she was actually the only one, and there was no one left in her eyes.

Sun Yanwan was also so beautiful by this scene that he said intimately: "Nan Meng's eighth sister is so beautiful!"

Sun Lingdie also got out of the car. The Lingdie Fairy was dressed in a chivalrous dress and dressed in plain clothes, which made the person look like a beautiful jade.

Sun Yanwan added another sentence in his heart: "The little butterfly is also so beautiful."

He looked back and said, Zhang Ji, Linghu Shao, Ding Fenxiu and others, "We'll set off now."

"I see that Tianji Sun's family and Nanmen's family have arranged vehicles for you, so they have prepared carefully, so we can save our hard work on our journey.

Linghu Shao pinched the bag in his hand, and wanted to take out the long sword and compete with Sun Yanwan again.

I just thought of the scene of practicing martial arts yesterday, and then let go of my hand and said to myself: "Don't argue with this pervert."

Sun Yanwan greeted Nanmeng Palace and got on Sun Lingdie's carriage together. When he saw Sun Yunhe, he also asked: "Senior Sun, are going?"

Sun Yunhe's face turned red and she said, "I have something else to do, so it's hard to go with you."

The old man used his light skills, jumped out of the carriage, and soon went far away.

A group of more than ten carriages slowly set off the road. The eight sisters of the Nanmeng family waved from a distance, and they didn't know what the consequences would be for their eight sisters to go there.

Although Linghu Shao was unwilling, he still got into a carriage from Tianji Sun's family. The carriage was specially arranged by Sun Lingdie. It was very spacious and comfortable. The curtains on both sides could be rolled up, ventilated and breathable, and the three of them were not stuffy in it.

Nanmeng rolled up the curtains and said goodbye to the sisters, and said in his heart: "I'm afraid I won't have the chance to go back to Nanmeng's house for several years."

"I don't know what I'm going home next time?"

Sun Yanwan put down his swords, took off his shoes and socks, and sat cross-legged. He refused to waste his time for a moment and began to practice again.

The carriage walked for dozens of miles and stopped at a farm.

Not long after Zhang Ji went down, he brought a teenager in his twenties back to the carriage.

This young man is Yu Jinting, the son of the leader of the Red Flower Gang!

He had thick eyebrows, big eyes, thick body, and his hands were a little bigger than ordinary people. At a glance, he could tell that he was practicing foreign skills and had a very good time.

The leader of the Red Flower Gang was killed by the Blood Wolf Cavalry. His wife took over the affairs of the gang in the crisis and sent her son out to ask for help from the Songyang Sect. She is also considered a female hero.

When Yu Jinting saw such a grand convoy, he thought that the disciples of the Songyang Sect were like this when traveling. He was a little embarrassed. He was a son of the leader of the gang who came from a small gang and had never seen many markets. He usually only thought that those big cities were already very rich, but compared with this convoy, those big cities were like locals.
Chapter completed!