Yan Meier waited in the hall early in the morning to wait for Duan Zhengyang. She finally found an opportunity to stop Duan Zhengyang. Yan Meier thought that Duan Zhengyang would be able to stop with her appearance, but who knew that Duan Zhengyang just glanced at her and then took a step directly to bypass her.

Duan Zhengyang's look made Yan Meier clench her fists.

Yan Meier is the saint of the Demon Cult, and her appearance is naturally extremely symbolic. Even the leader of the Demon Cult still looks kind and looks at her. Why? It’s not because she is beautiful.

If it is not beautiful, how could the only son of the head of Huashan School tease her at the door of the inn regardless of his face?

He obviously looked so beautiful, but Duan Zhengyang looked at him with that kind of look, as if he saw the eyes of a kitten and puppy, which made Yan Meier very angry.

In fact, Duan Zhengyang's eyes looked at Yan Meier were normal, just the look that he should see a stranger, but this kind of eyes was abnormal for Yan Meier, especially Yan Meier felt that she was so beautiful, and Duan Zhengyang would definitely show a stunning look when he saw him.

After all, if it weren't for her good-looking appearance, how could Duan Zhengyang risk offending Huashan to save her?

However, this time, it was Yan Meier who was different.

Not to mention that Duan Zhengyang is already Jiujiu. Even if he has not confirmed his relationship with Jiujiu, Duan Zhengyang will at most think that Yan Meier is a little better-looking, but no matter how much content there is, there is no such thing.

Although it has many benefits to being good-looking, the beauty has a dry bone. No matter how beautiful the beauty is, it will wither one day. Therefore, whether Yan Meier looks good or not is not very meaningful for Duan Zhengyang, who has died once.

The reason why Duan Zhengyang saved Yan Meier was simply because he thought she was a weak woman who was bullied and saw something wrong.

Even if the person bullied that day was not Yan Meier, Duan Zhengyang would take action without hesitation if he changed to an old man and an old lady.

But the problem is that she doesn't know these Yan Meier.

Because Yan Meier was angry in her heart Duan Zhengyang looked at her, and after stopping Duan Zhengyang, she looked at Duan Zhengyang and said, "Do you have something to say to me?"

Yan Meier consciously put her posture very low. After all, it would be strange if Duan Zhengyang was not at all interested in her as a beautiful girl.

Yan Meier blocked her way several times, and Duan Zhengyang's eyes were already a little impatient. At this moment, when he heard Yan Meier ask him if he had something to say, Duan Zhengyang said directly: "Miss, can you get out of the way?"

As soon as Duan Zhengyang finished speaking, Yan Meier's face was stunned.

But before Yan Meier was surprised, Duan Zhengyang raised his hand and pushed Yan Meier away and stepped upstairs.

Duan Zhengyang first fed hot water for Jiujiu, and then woke him up.

Jiujiu is a delicate person. After waking up, she stretched out her arms and legs and asked Duan Zhengyang to put on clothes for her. Fortunately, Duan Zhengyang got used to serving her along the way. She put on clothes for Jiujiu in a few seconds and asked Jiujiu to wash with warm water, and then went to get breakfast for Jiujiu.

The breakfast was prepared carefully for Jiujiu by Duan Zhengyang.

The porridge made from Bijie rice and several side dishes carefully cooked in the kitchen are not comparable to what Jiujiu had eaten before, but it is particularly rich in such a barren place.

Jiujiu didn't eat well along the way. When she saw the green rice, she became excited in an instant. She drank two bowls of porridge with the side dishes before stopping.

Duan Zhengyang waited for Jiujiu to finish eating, and ate a few steamed buns for the leftover side dishes of Jiujiu. After drinking the remaining porridge, he wiped his mouth and asked the waiter to come in to clean up.

The waiter came in, but Yan Meier also walked in.

When Duan Zhengyang saw Yan Meier again, his face turned a little bad.

Because Jiujiu has not yet tied her hair, even though she is wearing men's clothing, she can see the charm of the woman.

Duan Zhengyang raised his arm and wanted to push Yan Meier out, but before he could do it, Yan Meier saw Jiujiu with disheveled hair and drinking tea. When he saw Jiujiu, Yan Meier's eyes instantly widened. She looked at Jiujiu and then looked at Duan Zhengyang, and said in anger: "You? You?"

The lonely man and the widow lived in the same room. Even though Jiujiu looked young, the behavior of sleeping in the same room was obviously beyond the reach of the two.

When Yan Meier came to the door yesterday, Jiujiu knew that Yan Meier had probably fallen in love with Duan Zhengyang like she had in her previous life, but she didn't expect that she would come over once yesterday. Moreover, her shocked look was like a wife who saw her husband and mistress.

Jiujiu looked up at Yan Meier's surprised eyes, stood up, walked to Duan Zhengyang, leaned her head against Duan Zhengyang's shoulder, and said with a smile: "I live in the same room with my husband, are there any problems?"

"Husband?"

"Yes," Jiujiu looked up at Duan Zhengyang's side face and said with a happy look: "We have married, aren't we, husband?"

Although I don’t know why Jiujiu suddenly said that the two of them had married, Duan Zhengyang still cooperated with Jiujiu and nodded.

Anyway, we will get married sooner or later, so there is no difference between admitting it or not.

Even if Yan Mei'er was beaten to death, Duan Zhengyang and Jiujiu had already gotten married. When she thought of her asking Duan Zhengyang about her whereabouts in front of Jiujiu yesterday and stopping Duan Zhengyang today, it was like a joke.

Yan Meier glared at Jiujiu viciously and then shook her sleeves and left.

Looking at Yan Meier's back as she left, Jiujiu raised her hand and rubbed the tip of her little nose, muttering in her heart: "It's shameless to be a stern person."

After Jiujiu complained about Yan Meier, she asked Duan Zhengyang to help her tie her hair.

After packing up, the two of them went out to wander.

The two of them swayed in a flash, and they swayed to the day before the martial arts conference.

Except for the organizer of the martial arts conference, Songshan, the other four major sects lived in inns at the foot of the mountain. They were in a vast area, not to mention how lively it was.

Moreover, because the village houses are limited, many sects who come late set up camp outside, and at night there are bonfires all over the mountains.

Whenever I saw the fire everywhere, Jiujiu thought of saying, set fire to the mountain and sit through the prison.

In such an atmosphere, the martial arts conference was held.

The martial arts conference wanted to select a leader of the martial arts alliance with the best martial arts skills to command the five major sects to attack the Demon Sect. Therefore, the higher the martial arts, the better. After all, according to the spy who ambushed the Demon Sect in the Demon Sect, the leader of the Demon Sect has achieved his magic skills, and his martial arts are even more unfathomable.

As the saying goes, if you lose, you don’t lose. You can’t say that the leader of the Demon Sect is so powerful. Your boss is not powerful. If you really want to fight, the boss will slap your boss to death. Embarrassment is second, and morale is the most important thing. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!