Bad Man's Marrying a Wife Yeluzhi Dance

"Hey, you haven't answered me yet? What happened?"

Xiao Fan asked again.

"It's okay, don't worry about me."

Yelu Zhiwu coldly refused, with a bit of stubbornness in his voice.

"You said it yourself, don't come to me for help when you can't figure it out."

"Who needs your help? Are you dreaming?"

Yelu Zhiwu turned around immediately upon hearing the words, and said harshly to Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan was noncommittal, just smiled slightly.

"you!!!"

Seeing Xiao Fan's appearance, Yelv Zhiwu immediately felt even more ashamed.

"Let's go, remember to close the door next time you go to sleep."

Xiao Fan patted Yelv Zhiwu's shoulder again, and said lightly.

After finishing speaking, Xiao Fan turned around and left, and quickly disappeared from Yelv Zhiwu's sight.

Seeing Xiao Fan close the door for herself, Yelv Zhiwu was stunned, suddenly feeling inexplicably at ease.

"This guy is real, can't he hold on a little longer?"

After a while, Yelu Zhiwu muttered a few words, then lay on the bed and complained.

"Ugh!"

Yelv Zhiwu sighed faintly, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

Outside the door, Xiao Fan, who stayed for a short while, chuckled lightly, turned and left.

……

Early the next morning.

"Sleeping so comfortably!"

Chi Meng pushed open the door, stretched, and walked out of the room with a satisfied expression.

bang-

At this moment, the door of Yelvzhiwu's room next door to hers also opened.

"Hey! Xiao Wu, you're awake too!"

When Chi Meng saw her good sister coming out, she greeted her with a smile on her face.

But soon, she noticed something wrong with Yelv Zhiwu's expression.

"Did you not sleep well last night?"

Chi Meng asked with concern, "There are dark circles all over your face."

"fine."

Yelu Zhiwu shook her head, trying to make herself smile.

"Really okay?"

Chi Meng still doubted, "But I don't think your expression looks the same, you must have cried last night, right?"

"No, really not!"

Yelu Zhiwu hurriedly shook her head and said, her expression became more and more flustered.

"You lied to a ghost!"

Chi Meng grabbed Yeluzhiwu's arm, stared at Yeluzhiwu for a while, and finally confirmed that Yeluzhiwu was lying, and Dang Lian shouted angrily, "We are good sisters. If you have any difficulties, tell me. Chi Meng will definitely handle it for you."

"Chi Meng, you are so kind."

Seeing the serious and resolute Chi Meng, Yelu Zhiwu only felt warm in his heart, tears almost flowed out uncontrollably.

Then, Yelu Zhiwu told Chi Meng what A Baoji said last night.

"This is a rule set by your ancestors, but it is understandable."

Chi dreamed for a while, and couldn't help but nodded in agreement.

"Chi Meng, are you helping me, or are you trying to behave with me?"

Yelv Zhiwu said with aggrieved face, "I don't like this rule."

"alright!"

Chi Meng hurriedly comforted Yelu Zhiwu, "Although the rules set by the ancestors cannot be changed at will. But I believe that it depends on human effort."

"Rules are meant to be broken!" (Readers, please take the picture above)

While talking, Chi Meng clenched her pink fist, looking eager to try.

"real?"

Seeing Chi Meng's movements, Yelu Zhiwu's eyes lit up immediately, and he asked in great surprise.

"real!"

"Then why did you make such a fuss about marrying Li Xingyun after he broke into your room twice before?"

Yelv Zhiwu continued to ask, with a look of doubt on his face.

"Uh!"

Chi Meng was suddenly at a loss for words, and then faltered and couldn't speak.

"Because...because...why do you ask so many~"

"Do you like Li Xingyun?"

Yelv Zhiwu asked with a narrow face.

"Where is it? No!"

Being pierced by Yelu Zhiwu, Chi Meng blushed immediately, then said coquettishly, and flung Yelv Zhiwu's arm, which was holding her, and ran away, leaving the dull Yeluzhiwu standing in place. Confused and puzzled face.

"Sure enough, Chi Meng definitely didn't ask Li Xingyun to marry her because of the rules."

"If that's the case... then can I also..."

Yelv Zhiwu muttered to herself, then looked at her stomach, and then her cheeks were flushed, like a fire.

……

Inside an accordion on the second floor.

Xiao Fan, Li Xingyun, Shangguan Yunque, Wen Tao, Chi Meng, Yelu Zhiwu, and Yelu Abaoji were surrounding a table, on which stood the Longquan Sword that had been broken in half.

"Brother Yelu, do you really know how to repair the Longquan sword?"

Li Xingyun looked at the broken Longquan sword with flickering eyes, and was silent for a long time, then raised his head to look at Yelu Abaoji.

Because of Yelu Zhiwu and Xiao Fan, they have already learned the true identity of Yelu Abaoji.

Of course, there is also his alias in the Central Plains—Liu Yi.

Yelu Abaoji nodded, "This Longquan Sword was forged by our patriarch Ou Yezi himself, of course I know."

"what!"

Except for Xiao Fan, everyone was shocked.

Especially Yeluzhiwu, she didn't even know that her father's grandfather was the famous swordsmith - Ou Yezi.

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Chapter 133 Heading to Mobei

Li Xingyun looked at Yelu Abaoji in surprise, and asked, "Could it be that you are a descendant of Ou Yezi?"

Yelu Abaoji shook his head, "No, Ou Yezi's descendants are my master."

"This must be too coincidental~"

Shangguan Yunque couldn't help blurting out.

"Father, why didn't I know you still have this identity?"

Yeluzhiwu looked at Abaoji in surprise, "Why have I never heard you mention it before?"

"This was all a long time ago. You were not even born at that time, so of course you don't know."

A Baoji said casually.

Wen Tao: "Brother Yelu, can you take us to your master?"

Yelu Abaoji scratched his head, and said with some embarrassment: "It's not that I don't agree to you, but I forgot where he was buried."

"..."

Everyone was speechless for a while, and complained in their hearts, "This Yelu Abaoji is really a good disciple of Ou Yezi's descendants, and he can even forget such an important thing."

Even Yelu Zhiwu was no exception, seeing her father's simple and honest appearance, she was speechless.

"However, I also know a thing or two about the method of making swords."

Soon, Yelu Abaoji went on to say: "The Longquan sword was cast by the patriarch from the black iron that fell from the sky, and some of this iron material still survives."

"Where?"

Everyone quickly asked.

"Treasured by the Mobei Sun Worship Department and guarded for generations."

Yelu Abaoji thought about it carefully, and then said: "Master took me there once before he was alive, and that place is very mysterious."

"Only during a solar eclipse can we enter it. If we can find Xuantie, we can go to Tianshan Zhujian Pavilion to recast the Longquan sword."

"Great!"