Looking at Wan Yan Qianhua with a heartbroken and distressed look, she seemed to have been tempted by a man for the first time in so many years, but this man was not hurt by him.

The middle-aged man was a little pensive. He was neither angry nor sternly scolded. He just looked at Qianhua with a serious face. For a long time, he asked: "Are you real?"

"In this life, I only recognize him." Wanyan Qianhua said, with firmness in her beautiful eyes.

Maybe someone else would say that she has known him for such a short time, why did she have a deep root in him?If a woman treated a man like this before, she would also find it incomprehensible, but when the person is herself, she knows that sometimes, it takes only a moment, even just a glance, to fall in love with someone. Forever.

She couldn’t say why she fell in love with that Jun Jueshang, because at first, in her eyes, he was a cold man, and an old man who did not know how old he was. She didn't even know what was going on with her to the end of her heart.Why did the fake come true?

Even if she knew that this man was not tempted by her, even if she knew that this man had been avoiding her and didn't want to have anything to do with her, but she just didn't want to give up easily.

"Sword Master Xiaoyao is several hundred years old, how would you fall in love with a several hundred-year-old old man? How would you be tempted by such a person? You, you..." The young man was a little excited, a little angry, and some could not accept it.

He has always liked Qianhua, and everyone in the clan knew that he liked her, but she went to the immortal sect to practice in order to avoid him, and never returned to the clan once a year. Now, she actually said that she fell in love with this Xiaoyaomen Sect master, that Jun Jueshang?

why?

What is so good about Jun Jueshang?Why can she be tempted in such a short time?At what point did he lose to that Jun Jueshang?He is not reconciled!

Suppressing the anger in his heart, he looked at Yan Qianhua and said: "Qianhua, you have to go back with us! You can't stay here! You can't pay your own reputation for a hundreds-year-old man! Let's not finish us. The Yan family's face is ignored!"

Wanyan Qianhua's eyes were slightly cold, and there was a trace of chill in her beautiful eyes. She stared at the man, her coldness spreading away: "You say a few hundred-year-old old man on the left, and a few hundred-year-old old man on the right. Who are you talking about? And who gave you the courage to be so rude to the master of Xiaoyaomen?"

"Qianhua..."

Wanyan Qianhua stood up, flicked his sleeves, with one hand behind him, staring at him coldly: "I Wanyan Qianhua knows what I'm doing, so I don't need you to remind me!"

When the middle-aged man saw him, he raised his hand and signaled: "Okay, stop arguing between you two. If you let outsiders hear you, you think something has happened.

He motioned for the two to sit down, and then said to Wanyan Qianhua: "Qianhua, this time it was actually the Sword Master Xiaoyao who sent a message and asked us to come back to you. From this point of view, he should be treated to you. Unintentionally, if you continue to stay here, I'm afraid you will suffer. Seventh Uncle is also worried about you, and I don't want you to sink too deep and hurt too much in the future. After all, you and Xiaoyao Sword Master are really..."

"Uncle Qi, you don't have to persuade me. The road is my own choice. I love the person myself. No one knows what will happen in the future. You can rest assured that my Wanyan Qianhua is not a person who will treat yourself badly."