How can one become an immortal if one is so lazy?

"Ah, this... seems to be what you said..."

Hongli was stunned for a moment and scratched her head: "It seems that this has happened several times before, and everyone thinks it's normal..."

"After all, it's not as strict as it used to be. We used to be considered a famous family or something."

"Too……"

"Wait, wait, um, I have something to say."

Xingyun suddenly raised his hand and couldn't help but say: "Brother Bu Tian has been captured and taken back to Wuliang Sword Sect. It seems that he needs to go through several procedures to get out. Time may have passed by then."

"Huh?"*2

Save the children (ω), get it

"I use elf abilities to load the ninja world"

Ahem...

Well, first of all, I have a friend ahem...and secondly...

"I use elf abilities to load the ninja world"

The children are unsaleable, save us (ω) and make a profit for the children

woo woo woo woo_

Chapter 321 Ah, an excellent full-service soldier can get stuck most of the time!

"Brother Bu Tiantang, I wish you well.

Here are your most beloved sister Hongli and brother Heiyang. Ha, did you miss us?

Hehe, we don’t miss you anyway (cross out) but we also miss you very much.

How are you? Living and practicing in the sect, are you happy getting along with others?

How about the elders? How about senior brother and senior sister?

Have you made any new friends? Have you ever had trouble with your friends? Have you listened carefully to the elders%#?”

There was a sudden interruption, several crooked position symbols appeared on the paper, and then the handwriting changed.

"Ahem, Brother Butian, please don't pay attention to that mentally retarded child Hongli. She has been having intermittent convulsions recently and she has been wanting me to call her mom these days.

In the past few days, she has been using this kind of motherly tone that really disgusts me. I guess she hasn't had any drama yet... Anyway, it doesn't matter!

Well, I'll make a long story short. I'm a little tired writing in this position, and there's red glass crawling on my back, so I'm too lazy to make a long story.

Well, our wedding date has been set, May 15th, and we won’t change it!

Well, it’s just that for the best man’s position, Brother Butian, can you come? Well, I’m just asking. If not, it’s okay.

If you really can't come, just say it!

Well, if it really doesn’t work, there’s still Xiaolong, ahem…

Well, I wish my brother good health and all the best, and I look forward to your reply. "

"Ahhh! Did you see it?"

Hong Butian held the paper in his hand and shook it with an unhappy expression.

"My sister is getting married. As a brother, I must go back then! I must go back!"

"Ah, yes, yes, what you said makes sense. I know you are in a hurry, but don't be anxious yet. What's the use of telling me this?"

Zhao Zhuji, who was wearing a white training uniform, sat cross-legged next to him, with his eyes closed as the old god said: "First of all, you have already applied to leave the sect. Hasn't the application order been reported to you?

Once the elders above review it, won't you be able to go home? "

"Ha, an audit is an audit, why don't you tell me how long it will take for them to audit!"

Hong Butian couldn't help but complain.

“Oh, isn’t it just three or four months?

Five months at most. Endure it and it will pass.

It can happen in the blink of an eye, but it takes no time to practice!

The elder has been in retreat for several years. He has taken the time to review it for you. He has done his best, right? "

"Ha, three or four months? Five months?"

A tic-tac-toe popped up on Hong Buyian's head, and he couldn't help but roar loudly: "Three or four months later, how many months has it been? I've already missed someone else's wedding!

By then, what's the point of going back? Let someone get married again? Should I be the best man again to make up for it? "

"It's not impossible..."

"hehe."

"Hey, it's useless for you to smile so sinisterly."

Zhao Zhuji snorted: "Rules are rules!

If that doesn't work, can you just explain it to your younger siblings and let them delay getting married for a few months and wait?

In which year can't you get married? When can't we get married? Why are you in such a hurry? "

"Don't be a sister!"

Hong Butian was startled, and said with a gray face: "Such an outrageous request, you will die without even trying... I can already imagine what will happen!"

"ah?"

Zhao Zhuji opened her eyes and turned to look at Hong Butian doubtfully: "What will happen? Will they be unhappy?

I think it’s pretty much the same. Isn’t this just an ordinary adaptation?

Well, it's like, hey, you already knew some time ago, when I first started, I turned the hammer into a long sword and started practicing swordsmanship directly. How much trouble I saved!

Look at me now, not only has the original big technology not fallen behind. I also learned an additional skill, enriched my life experience, and broadened my horizons.

Take a step back, the sky is brighter, develop steadily and for the better, let’s go hand in hand! "

"Ha, otherwise, if I ask them to take a step back, they can withdraw ten miles without hesitation.

If I ask them to step back, they can bury me ten miles underground. "

A row of black lines flashed across Hong Butian's head. As he imagined that scene, he couldn't help but sweat dripping from his forehead.

"Ah, Brother Butian, what's going on?"

Hong Li clenched her fists and forced him into a corner with a gloomy expression. She suddenly took out a bloody dagger and said resentfully: "Do you know how long I have been waiting for this day? How much suffering I have suffered?

Do you know how determined I was to take this step? How much perseverance did it take? "

"Xiao, Xiaoli, calm down!"

"Ha, calm down, how do you want me to calm down?"

Hong Li gritted her teeth with a murderous look on her face and said, "If you want my happiness to come a little later, then I'll let you die a little earlier. That's an even deal!"

"This, what kind of even deal is this?"

"Xiao Li, stop talking nonsense to him."

Hei Yang walked out of the shadows expressionlessly and said quietly: "It's time to send him on his way!"

"No, I want to kill him one by one. I can't give him such a happy death."

Hongli sneered again and again: "Just like he made me suffer and torture day after day."

"Wait, wait! No! Ah!!!"

Hong Butian broke into a sweat and breathed heavily. He was almost frightened by his imaginary picture and had a heart attack.

"No, absolutely not!"

Hong Butian said firmly.

"Ah? Why are you so excited all of a sudden?"

Zhao Zhuji looked puzzled: "People have to give it a try. If you had been practicing with a hammer until you died like me, you might not have discovered that swordsmanship has such great charm."

"Haha, maybe you used to be a sledgehammer until you died, but this year, you may be the first one on stage."

Hong Butian smiled but said: "Oh, what a pity, narrowly beating out a senior sister.

Is it exactly what the old man said? That kind of martial arts competition can't reflect anything at all, it has no gold content at all!

It's really child's play for me, a newbie, to be lucky enough to get second place! "

"Hong Butian, you..."

Zhao Zhuji gritted her teeth and broke through her defense in an instant, her face turned red from holding back. Her good education since childhood did not allow her to say any curse words.

Now the threatening method of putting the sword on the opponent's neck is useless against Hong Butian.

The youthful spirit he had at the beginning was gone, replaced by an old man! (sad)

"snort!"

Zhao Zhuji glared at Hong Butian fiercely, turned away with a cold snort, closed her eyes and continued practicing with her legs crossed.

"Then please go back and don't disturb my defeated general who is practicing here."

"Really, what does it mean for you, a grown man, to run to my house all day long?

If you see something I shouldn't see, wouldn't I suffer a big loss? "

Zhao Zhuji frowned and said, "Why haven't the senior sisters and sisters who maintain law and order arrested you and taken you to the Discipline Hall to copy down the rules?"

"Ha, if you don't want me to come in, can't you just close the door and open the formation?"

Hong Butian raised his eyebrows: "Then I came here and you opened the door and closed the formation. I even knocked on the door and asked you if you could come in. You agreed."

"Nonsense, we are somewhat friends after all. Can I not let you in?"

Zhao Zhuji couldn't help but said: "Obviously you found the opportunity to sneak in when I forgot to close the door and open the formation!

They even pretended to be polite and asked me if they could come in, which made me unable to get off the stage! "

"Oh, you just forget to close the door every time I come here, right?

Just kidding, your door is always open and unlocked, but it opens whenever I touch it. What does that mean? "

Hong Butian rolled his eyes and said speechlessly: "It means you have a poor memory in the first place, and you blame me for this. It's really...

Ah! You will bully an honest person like me! "

"You have such a bad memory! You, you, Hong Butian, don't you..."

Zhao Zhuji took a deep breath. She almost choked to death from the breath of spiritual energy just now.

No wonder the elders often say that you cannot practice while talking distractedly, otherwise it will happen. The aura got stuck in the throat or something.

"Go, go, go, go, go faster!"

Zhao Zhuji pushed Hong Butian out of the door with an impatient expression and slammed the door: "Don't bother me all day long if you have nothing to do in the future! You've made me so angry!"

"Well……"

Hong Butian looked at Zhao Zhuji's closed door, scratched his head, and looked confused.

When he talked about the ranking of the cultivation realms that mattered most to her, she actually got a little excited.

But he just said that the other party had a poor memory, but she suddenly became so excited, as if she was very angry for no reason.

"It turns out she cares a lot about being said to have a poor memory?

Is that so, does this mean that we accidentally hit the danger zone? "

Hong Butian scratched his head and turned away. People nowadays are really more difficult to understand than the last.

It would be great if the other party could write their emotions on their faces like Xiaoli Xiaoyang and the others, even if they were deliberately pretending to be fake.

Shaking her head innocently, Hong Butian turned around and left. It would be better to wait a few days for her to calm down before apologizing.