As a result, it is possible to achieve success.

"Ah... that seems to be true..."

Hong Li was stunned for a moment and scratched her head: "It seems that this has happened a few times before, and everyone thought it was normal..."

"After all, it's not as strict now as it used to be. We used to be considered a prominent family."

"Too……"

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

Xingyun suddenly raised her hand and couldn't help but said, "Brother Butian has been captured and taken back to Wuliang Jianmen. It seems that he needs to go through several procedures to get out. By then, time may have passed."

"Huh?"*2

Save the children (ω)

I use the power of elves to load the ninja world

(End of this chapter)

cough cough...

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

I use the power of elves to load the ninja world

The children are unsalable, save us (ω) and rescue the children

Woo woo woo _

(End of this chapter)

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

“Brother Bu Tiantang, I am glad to receive your letter.

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

Hehe, anyway, we don’t miss you (crossed out) but we miss you too.

How have you been recently? Are you happy living and practicing in the sect and getting along with others?

How are the elders? How are the senior brothers and sisters?

Did you make new friends? Did you have a quarrel with your friends? Did you listen to the elders?

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

"Ahem, Brother Butian, don't bother with that mentally retarded child Hongli. She's been having intermittent convulsions lately, and has been wanting me to call her mom these past few days.

She has been using this motherly tone to disgust me these past few days. I guess she is still not done with it... Anyway, it doesn't matter!

Well, let me make it short. It’s a bit tiring to write in this position. There’s a red glass crawling on my back, and I’m too lazy to give a long speech.

Well, our wedding date has been set, May 15th, and it will not be changed!

Well, it's just that, as for the best man, can you come, Brother Butian? Well, I'm just asking, it's okay if you can't.

If you really can't come, just let me know!

Well, if all else fails, there's still Xiaolong, ahem...

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

"Ahhh! Did you see that?"

Hong Butian held the paper in his hand and walked around with an unhappy look on his face.

"My sister is getting married, so as her brother, I must go back! I have to go back!"

"Ah, yes, yes, what you said makes sense. I know you are anxious, but don't be anxious. What's the point of telling me all this?"

Zhao Zhuji, who was wearing a white training suit, sat cross-legged beside him, closed his eyes and said calmly: "First of all, you have already applied to leave the sect, and 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 they will take to audit!"

Hong Butian couldn't help but complain out loud.

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

It will only take five months at most. Just bear with it and it will pass.

It just happens in the blink of an eye. Time seems to be nothing in practice!

The elder has been in seclusion for several years. He has taken the time to review it for you. He is already very conscientious! "

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

Hong Butian's head popped up a well, and he couldn't help but roared: "Three or four months later, that's already how many months, that's already, I've missed the wedding!

By then, what's the point of me going back? Helping him get married again? And me being the best man to make up for it?"

"It's not impossible..."

"hehe."

"Tsk, there's no point in your sarcastic smile."

Zhao Zhuji snorted: "Rules are rules!

If it really doesn't work, you can explain to your younger brothers and sisters and ask them to delay their marriage for a few months and wait for you, right?

"When can't you get married? When can't you get married? Why are you in such a hurry?"

"Don't do it, sister!"

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

"what?"

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

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

Well, just like, hey, you already knew it some time ago, when I first started practicing, I turned the hammer into a long sword and started out as a sword practitioner directly, which saved me a lot of trouble!

Look at me now. Not only have I not lost my original skills, but I have also learned another skill, enriched my life experience, and broadened my horizons.

If we take a step back, the world will be brighter and we can move forward steadily and in a positive direction. "

"Ha, otherwise, I tell them to take a step back, and they can back ten miles without hesitation.

If I ask them to give in, they will bury me ten miles underground."

Black lines flashed across Hong Butian's head. As he imagined that scene, cold sweat couldn't help but drip from his forehead.

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

Hong Li clenched her fists and pushed him into a corner with a gloomy face. She suddenly took out a bloody dagger and said bitterly, "Do you know how long I have waited for this day? How much suffering I have endured?

Do you know how much determination and perseverance it took for me to reach this point? "

"Xiao, Xiaoli, calm down!"

"Ha, calm down, how can you ask me to calm down?"

Hong Li gritted her teeth with a murderous look on her face and said, "You want my happiness to come later, so I'll let you die earlier, so that we're even!"

"This, this is not even..."

"Xiao Li, stop talking nonsense to him."

Heiyang walked out from the shadows expressionlessly and said quietly, "It's time to send him off!"

"No, I want to kill him one cut at a time. I can't let him die so easily."

Hong Li sneered: "Just like he makes me suffer and torture day after day."

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

Hong Butian was so frightened that he broke out in a sweat, breathed heavily, and was almost having a heart attack from the scene he imagined.

"No, absolutely not!"

Hong Butian said with a determined look.

"Huh? What are you suddenly so excited about?"

Zhao Zhuji looked puzzled: "One has to give it a try. If you had practiced with a hammer until death like me, you might not have discovered that sword cultivation also has such great charm."

“Haha, maybe you practiced with that sledgehammer until you died, and this year on the stage, you might be the first.”

Hong Butian smiled wryly: "Oh my, what a pity, I barely beat my senior sister by one point.

Is it exactly the same as what the old man said? That kind of martial arts competition can't demonstrate anything at all. It has no value at all!

It's really ridiculous that a rookie like me got second place by chance! "

"Hong Butian you..."

Zhao Zhuji gritted her teeth and broke down in an instant, her face flushed red, but the good education she received since childhood did not allow her to utter any swear words.

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

The young and immature him is gone, replaced by a seasoned veteran! (Sad)

"Humph!"

Zhao Zhuji glared at Hong Butian fiercely, snorted coldly, turned his head away, closed his eyes, sat cross-legged and continued to practice.

"Then please go back and don't disturb me, your defeated general, from practicing here."

"Really? You're a grown man, why do you keep coming to my house?

If you see something you shouldn't see, wouldn't I be at a big disadvantage?"

Zhao Zhuji frowned and asked, "Why haven't the senior and junior sisters who are responsible for maintaining law and order taken you to the Discipline Hall to copy the rules?"

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

Hong Butian raised his eyebrows: "Then I came over here with the door open and the formation closed. I knocked on the door and asked if I could come in, and you agreed."

"Nonsense, we are friends after all, how can I not let you in?"

Zhao Zhuji couldn't help but said, "It was you who took advantage of the moment when I forgot to close the door and open the formation and found an opportunity to sneak in!

He even pretended to be polite and asked me if I could come in, which embarrassed me!"

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

Are you kidding? Your door has always been open and not locked. Every time I come in, it opens as soon as I touch it. What does that mean?"

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

Ha! You just want to bully an honest person like me!"

"You have a bad memory! You, you, Hong Butian you um..."

Zhao Zhuji took a deep breath. The spiritual energy she just took almost choked her to death.

No wonder the elders always said that one should not talk while practicing, or else the spiritual energy would get stuck in the throat or something.

"Go, go, go, go faster!"

Zhao Zhuji pushed Hong Butian out of the door impatiently and slammed the door hard: "Don't bother me all the time in the future! You're making me mad!"

"Uh……"

Hong Butian looked at the door that Zhao Zhuji closed, scratched his head, and looked confused.

When it comes to the ranking of cultivation realm strength, which is what she cares about most, she gets excited for a moment.

But he had just mentioned that the other person had a bad memory, and yet she suddenly became so agitated, inexplicably, as if she was very angry.

“So she cares a lot about being told she has a bad memory?

I see, so this is an accidental danger zone?"

Hong Butian scratched his head, turned around and left. People nowadays are really more difficult to understand than the other.

It would be great if everyone was like Xiaoli, Xiaoyang and the others, who showed their emotions on their faces, so that I could see through them even if they were pretending.

Shaking his head innocently, Hong Butian turned and left, deciding to wait a few days until she had calmed down before apologizing.