"You have to marry me..."

Cui Ning'er's voice was like a mosquito, but Lu Yun heard his ears buzzing, and couldn't help but laugh and cry:

"This... As a saint of Taipingdao, even if I dare to marry you, Sun Yuanlang will not save my life."

"Hmph, in fact, you don't want to be responsible, so why bother to push others to the heads!" Cui Ning'er looked at Lu Yun with tears in her eyes, Rubo's eyes were full of resentment.

Lu Yun was stunned for a moment, looking at Cui Ning'er's petite face with pear blossoms and her red and swollen eyes, he had to admit that this woman was indeed a beauty that harmed the country and the people. Even if Cui Ning'er's face is now showing her appearance, her appearance is not as good as before, but her pitiful and beautiful eyes still made him unable to make up and say the word "no".

But it is even more difficult to let him say the word "Ke"!

"A man, you must be a real man. If you dare to do it, you must be a good person. I will ask you, "Write or not?" Seeing that he was hesitant, Cui Ning'er seemed to have exhausted her patience, sat up wrapped in a quilt, stretched out her quilt, and a sharp hairpin was added in her hand.

She pressed her hairpin to her throat and said resolutely: "You are so cruel and ruthless, why should I rely on you?"

Lu Yun actually didn't believe that the dignified saint of Taiping Dao would commit suicide because of this. It can be seen that Cui Ning'er was trying to stab her, but he subconsciously hurriedly held her hand.

Cui Ning'er glanced at him and smiled sadly: "Let me go! Let me die, so you can save you any trouble?"

"Of course I will be responsible for my behavior, but your identity..." Lu Yun sighed inwardly and his tone softened.

"Identity? What's wrong with identity? You married Cui Ning'er, not Su Yingxiu! My master can control me, can Cui Ning'er still control me?" Seeing his tone loose, Cui Ning'er couldn't help but burst into tears and smiled softly, leaning against his chest.

Lu Yun gently stepped back from Cui Ning'er and asked with a hissing: "Are you Su Yingxiu or Cui Ning'er? Are you alone?"

Cui Ning'er took his hand with the flow, raised her head affectionately and looked at Lu Yun, and replied softly: "I am her, she is not me. If my husband marrys her, I can also serve him day and night. At that time, marrying one is the best for two, will my husband be double happy?"

"By the way." Lu Yun was so thin-skinned that he could hear this. He quickly changed the question and asked: "You once said that as long as you are with you... I can solve the chronic disease of martial arts and reach the sky in one step?"

When Lu Yun thought of this, he hurriedly started to vent his energy, wanting to see if he could release his true energy. Unexpectedly, he waved his hand a few times, but the red waxed candlestick in the distance was still motionless.

Lu Yun moved Zhou Tian again, increasing his skills to 80%, and the familiar pain came immediately, causing him to sweat coldly.

"Are you lying?" Lu Yun couldn't help but look cold.

"You have the nerve to say it?" In the face of Lu Yun's questioning, Cui Ning'er was calm and said innocently: "Isn't it all your fault? Last night, I asked me how to use my skills? Did you think it would be so simple to advance to the Heavenly Grand Master?"

"Uh..." Lu Yun couldn't help but speak in silence for a moment. After a while, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Cui Ning'er with a sincere look: "Then you pass the formula on me now, let's try again?"

"Ah, this..." It was Cui Ning'er's turn to be at a loss. She felt panic and actually stuttered. "This, not good..."

"Hmm?" Lu Yun couldn't help frowning. Looking at the other party's face, he could never connect with the cunning and genius Su Yingxiu. But when Cui Ning'er was panicked, Lu Yun couldn't help but be alert. Could there be something else? "What's wrong with it? I said I will be responsible for you."

"No, my husband misunderstood, so I naturally follow my husband." Cui Ning'er and others were like that. I immediately twisted Lu Yun with a resentful look on his face, blushed with a shy look: "Is there anyone who is so inconsiderate?"

"Oh, that's it..." Lu Yun also felt that he was a bit too much. "Then let's wait for you to talk about it."

"Uh, hehe, okay, no problem..." Cui Ning'er laughed dryly, breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt that if she continued like this, she would probably burn herself by herself. She pointed out the window and whispered: "It's been so late, and my family is probably looking for trouble."

"Ah, yes." Lu Yun slapped his forehead and then remembered that he had not returned overnight. Lu Song and the other two could not find him, so he would definitely alarm the inside. He quickly got up and found his clothes. While stooping his body, he said to Cui Ning'er: "Let's go home first, and then talk about other things when things calm down."

Cui Ning'er still held the brocade quilt tightly, looked at Lu Yun with a resentful look on her face, and then looked at the broken dresses on the ground.

Lu Yun couldn't help but feel ashamed. Kuaishou tied his clothes and tidied his wrinkled collar. "You wait, I'll go find you a dress."

"No need, you go first." Cui Ning'er blushed and said, "I have my own way to contact the servants."

"Okay." Lu Yun thought, it would be really troublesome if someone saw them coming out of the room at the same time. Besides, Cui Ning'er, the dignified Saint of Taiping Dao, would she be stumped by this?

It is not advisable to stay here for a long time. Lu Yun looked at Cui Ning'er deeply and whispered: "Don't worry, I will definitely count on my words."

After saying that, he opened the window and saw that there was no one around him. He flashed and disappeared.

Cui Ning'er stared out the window for a while and was sure that Lu Yun would not fight back. Then she showed a sly smile. Then she stretched comfortably.

She covered her mouth and laughed for a while before she took out a bag from under the couch. After opening it, there were neatly folded dresses, red hairpins, shoes and socks inside.

After a moment, Cui Ning'er, who was dressed neatly and dressed up, pushed open the door and walked out lightly. How could he look like he was not bad at all?

Under the corridor, the inn shopkeeper and Mrs. Cui had been waiting for a long time.

Seeing the saint come out, the two hurriedly greeted the saint and respectfully greeted him.

"That kid didn't ask about his questions, right?" Cui Ning'er glanced at the shopkeeper.

"Oh, after asking a few questions, they answered according to the instructions of the saint." The shopkeeper replied in a deep voice: "He seemed a little anxious. Seeing that he had no clues, he hurriedly left."

"Thank you for your hard work." Cui Ning'er nodded and said to Mrs. Cui: "Let's go home."

"Yes." Mrs. Cui held Cui Ning'er's hand and led her to the car that had been parked in the yard.

Before getting on the bus, Cui Ning'er nodded slightly, looked up at the blue sky, and felt unprecedentedly comfortable.

"The Saint seems to be having a lot of fun." Mrs. Cui couldn't help but chuckled.

"I finally avenged the revenge of Bailiuzhuang. I will be led by my nose in the future." Cui Ning'er smiled proudly, and without Mrs. Cui's support, she got on the carriage with a light posture.
Chapter completed!