"Impossible, I will never be able to marry Yanhui!" Nian Jinshu argued firmly that she could not marry Yanhui. She was only thirteen years old, how could she marry Yanhui for decades? She had just gotten married to Xiao Changfeng. Although she was a little reluctant, her father thought it was good, and her brother thought it was good. Yanhui just said that Xiao Changfeng was a good man, so why did she hang out with her in the bed in a blink of an eye?

Yan Hui took out a mirror and said, "Look at it carefully, are you thirteen years old?"

He also took photos of her breasts specifically to make her recognize the facts. Nian Jinshu raised his eyes and stared at the goose, "Rogue!"

"Is this a hooligan? I've touched, kissed, and pinched... has this hooligan?"

Nian Jinshu's face turned red and she looked like she was about to cry. Resurrection Ling had long ignored their lawsuit, and just turned her mouth back. It would be a miracle to be able to coax Nian Jinshu well.

What's more, Nian Jinshu even slaps Brother Changfeng one by one, he is very sour.

Although I knew that Nian Jinshu had nothing to do with Xiao Changfeng in this life, I didn’t expect Nian Jinshu to return to the years when she was in love with Xiao Changfeng, which was really angering him.

"Even so, I'm only seventeen years old at most."

No more!

She couldn't accept that she became the wife of the sect leader of the Wanyandu. She obviously wanted to discuss swords in Wanping City this year, and Yanhui was going to discuss swords in Wanping City this year, and she wanted to practice in Linglong Tower. Chu Yingge accompanied her into Linglong Tower. Why? Why? Although Yanhui was so sour, she would not deliberately torture her. Yanhui knew that Nian Jinshu avoided all her crises because of her rebirth. He didn't know any chance. She actually returned to her memory of thirteen years old. He didn't want to torture her and took out her marriage letter.

The wedding letter was signed by both parties, as well as the birth date and horoscope, and his own handprints. Yan Hui has always kept it in the space. Nian Jinshu doesn’t care where the wedding letter is. Looking at the wedding letter, Nian Jinshu screamed, “I am in my fifties?”

Yan Hui silently closed the wedding letter, "Your focus is a bit distorted."

What you want to pay attention to is not my husband, why are you in your fifties?

As for their cultivation level, age is just a number.

Nian Jin was as stupid as a wooden chicken, sitting beside her soul was out of body. Everything was outrageous and weird to her. She thought she must be crazy, so she raised her hand and hit her Tianlinggu, trying to slap herself out with a palm, "I must be crazy, I want to have a sleep."

After sleeping so simply and roughly, Yan Hui quickly changed her face, held her wrist with one hand, and said sternly, "Nian Jinshu, are you looking for death?"

Nian Jinshu, who was thirteen years old, hated Yan Hui the most. He couldn't hear Yan Hui talking loudly. When she heard Yan Hui roaring like this, she kicked him away angrily.

"You're looking for death!"

"Do you know what kind of cultivation you are now and slapped your head with one palm. You can slap your little head into minced meat with one palm, and you can stop your strength!"

Nian Jinshu was also stunned. Suddenly she remembered that she was over fifty years old. She tried to use her spiritual power, and then her eyes glowed, "Wow..."

She finally discovered the difference between being in her fifties and thirteen years old. She was at least a real person. Her cultivation and spiritual power were simply her goal back then.

She really believed that she was in her fifties.

But she actually married Yanhui?

"You must be cheating on the marriage!" Nian Jinshu thought about it over and over again and came to a conclusion.
Chapter completed!