The third elder, Hang Wenyan, said: "In my opinion, both Ye Tang Shengxue and Sword Emperor Daoxin are the most powerful swords in the world. Why do they have to break one sword? If the Pavilion Master fights again, Ye Tang Shengxue will definitely break it!"
Mu Wanyan woke up slowly and looked at Dongfeng Ye who was holding her. Dongfeng Ye said anxiously: "Miss Mu, are you okay?"
Qin Bai on the side saw Mu Wanyan waking up and hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Miss Mu, don't worry, Ye Tang Shengxue has not been defeated. Now it can only be regarded as a draw."
Mu Wanyan said: "I lost..."
Although Qin Bai said so, Mu Wanyan knew in her heart that she lost. Although Ye Tang Shengxue was not broken, she was injured. However, the world did not know that although Ye Tang Shengxue did not have a sword spirit, she relied on it in her body. The demon's power lies in wielding a sword, so it doesn't need a sword spirit to be more powerful than others.
Now that she was injured, Ye Tang Shengxue was naturally defeated by Sword Emperor Daoxin. If Dongfeng Ye didn't stop in time at this moment, but made up for it with another sword, she would probably die here.
When she was unconscious, she looked at Dongfeng Ye in disbelief. She couldn't understand at all that a mortal could forge such a powerful sword.
It was said that Mu Wanyan had been unconscious in the Holy Sword Pavilion for three days, and Qin Bai was guarding her, and of course Dongfeng Ye, the two big men looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes, their eyes full of vigilance.
Qin Bai seemed to be afraid that Dongfeng Ye would bully Mu Wanyan, and said repeatedly: "I saw the competition in the sword trial field. Master of the Holy Sword Pavilion, you two are tied at best! So you can't force Miss Mu to marry you!"
Dongfeng Ye crossed his arms and said in an old-fashioned manner: "Do you care about me winning? Or do you care about Miss Mu marrying me?"
Qin Bai choked, then rolled his eyes angrily and said: "No matter what, if you force her to fulfill the bet, it is no different from robbing a common girl. When the time comes, I will go around in the world to speak ill of you and say bad things about you." Forcing the flower master of Jimo to be his wife."
Dongfeng Ye frowned slightly, thinking that Qin Bai, a big mouth, could really do such a thing, so he felt a little impatient and said: "This is between me and Miss Mu, it has nothing to do with you!"
Qin Bai said angrily: "If you really like her, you can't force her to marry you anyway!"
Dongfeng Ye said, "What if Miss Mu is willing?"
Qin Bai raised his voice and said, "Why would she be willing?"
Dongfeng Ye said: "She is the Master of Jimo Flower, and I am the Master of the Holy Sword Pavilion. We both love sword making, and we will definitely have common topics in the future."
Qin Bai looked at Dongfeng Ye carefully. He wanted to say that he wanted to eat the swan meat, but he was so tall that he had a talent, so he had to put his hands on his hips and said unreasonably: "You... you... you are older than her." There are so many, you old man doesn’t cultivate!”
Dongfeng Ye was about to cry but had no tears: "How am I old? I'm only thirty this year, okay!"
Qin Bai crossed his arms, rolled his eyes at him and said, "What's wrong with being thirty? Look at Miss Mu, she is young and beautiful. She is only in her early twenties this year. You are an old man who is more than ten years old. Since you still want to marry her, , are you ashamed?"
Dongfeng Ye's face turned red when Qin Bai said this, but he was the master of the Holy Sword Pavilion, so he couldn't act like Qin Bai, so he could only say: "But she is the first person I fell in love with!"
Qin Bai said: "Who said that the first person you fall in love with will marry you? I advise you to pay attention to your identity as the master of the Holy Sword Pavilion and stop trying to take advantage of Miss Mu!"
Only then did Dongfeng Ye feel that this dull boy was easy to deal with. He was completely unreasonable when he spoke so eloquently, so he said: "Okay, I won't argue with you. I will wait until Miss Mu wakes up before making a decision. If she refuses, Marry me...I will never force her."
"Really? You are the master of the Holy Sword Pavilion, and your words must be counted!" Qin Bai was overjoyed. It was difficult for him to argue with his arguments for three days and three nights. He was really afraid that Mu Wanyan, a girl as beautiful as a flower, would be fooled by sheep. After entering the tiger's mouth, now that Dongfeng Ye is finally willing to relent and no longer force her, he can be regarded as having fulfilled his merits.
Dongfeng Ye nodded and said: "A gentleman's words are hard to catch up with."
The two argued for a while, and the air became calm again. They all turned to look at Mu Wanyan in unison.
Her breathing was steady and she seemed to be sleeping soundly.
The white gauze covering her face was like a devil, as if it was cooperating with their hands to lift it off.
Qin Bai swallowed his saliva, stared straight at Mu Wanyan, and whispered to Dongfeng Ye, "I wonder what Miss Mu looks like?"
Dongfeng Ye also frowned slightly, feeling inexplicably nervous inside. He really liked Mu Wanyan, but if he lost the bet and the person under the veil was really an ugly person, would he still marry her?
When I thought of this, I felt ashamed for my disloyalty to her, and thought to myself, Dongfeng Ye, Dongfeng Ye, do you only like her skin?
谁料秦白那小子偏偏欠揍地道：“倘若这面纱之下的脸丑陋至极，东风夜你是否还想娶她？”
Dongfeng Ye's heart tightened, but he didn't speak.
Qin Bai tiptoed to the bed, and actually stretched out his hand, wanting to lift up the white veil to see clearly.
Dongfeng Ye tensed up, reached out and grabbed the kid's dog paw, and asked, "What are you going to do?"
Qin Bai said: "Why are you nervous? It doesn't matter if we take a sneak peek while she's following her! Even if she really makes an old-fashioned vow that any man who sees her face will marry her, it won't be a breach of contract. Anyway, she You don’t know, do you?”
Dongfengye didn't expect Qin Bai to be so weak, so he said: "No, since Miss Mu has her own reasons for not letting people see her face, how can we do such a villainous thing?"
Qin Bai sneered and said: "Dongfeng Ye, I am doing this for your own good. If Miss Mu wakes up and you two are really in love and she agrees to marry you, do you have to see her face clearly on the wedding day? Now that you’ve read it in advance, if you want to regret it, it’s still too late!”
Although Dongfeng Ye was tangled in his heart, he was always the master of the pavilion. He was not as casual as Qin Bai. He frowned deeply and said, "No matter what, this is wrong!"
Qin Bai seemed to be teasing him on purpose, and said with a crooked smile: "Hey! If you miss this opportunity, you won't have the chance to regret it!"
Dongfeng Ye was already extremely troubled. After Qin Bai said this, he began to waver. He looked down at Mu Wanyan who was lying on the bed. She looked so quiet and calm. He really wanted to take off the veil and take a look. Her true appearance.
Then, for some reason, Qin Bai reached out his hand out of nowhere amid Qin Bai's thoughts.
He thought to himself that Qin Bai was right. Mu Wanyan was in a coma now anyway, and even if he really saw her appearance, she wouldn't know.
He looked back at Qin Bai, and then said: "We'll watch it together, but this matter must be kept secret. You don't want Miss Mu to kill you if she finds out!"
Qin Bai was purely out of curiosity. Dongfeng Ye and Qin Bai reached out at the same time, sneakily trying to uncover the veil on Mu Wanyuan's face. When their fingers touched the soft white gauze, They all started to hesitate.
Dongfeng Ye smiled bitterly. He was the master of the Holy Sword Pavilion. His hands didn't shake when he held the sword, but his hands started to shake while holding this soft veil.
He swallowed the saliva in his throat, and the two of them looked at each other, and then gathered their courage and prepared to lift the veil at the same time. Suddenly, Mu Wanyan, who was sleeping, suddenly opened her eyes.
Those beautiful eyes opened without warning, causing the two of them to jump out screaming.
Mu Wanyan stood up, stared at the two of them, and said angrily: "What are you two doing?"
Qin Bai said: "Mu...Miss Mu, it's cold. We're afraid you'll catch a cold, so we're covering you with a quilt!"
However, his words were obviously not convincing. Seeing Mu Wanyan's angry look, Qin Bai was so frightened that he quickly picked up the baggage on the table and left.
Qin Bai thought to himself, good guy, I don't know martial arts. If Dongfeng Yehui and two people fight, don't I want to suffer? Let Dongfengye bear it alone!
Dongfeng Ye also wanted to slip away, but he had no choice but to show his identity as the master of the Holy Sword Pavilion. If he really ran away as shamelessly as Qin Bai did, wouldn't it be very embarrassing?
Dongfeng Ye sat down awkwardly at the table nearby, looking quite embarrassed.
Mu Wanyan stared at him coldly. He clenched his hands into fists, then looked at the teapot on the side and asked, "Miss Mu, do you want some tea? I'll pour you a cup!"
Mu Wanyan said: "No need."
In one sentence, the two reached an impasse again.
After a while, Mu Wanyan asked in a low voice: "In the sword trial field...ahem, you won!"
Dongfeng Ye said hurriedly: "Qin Bai is right, I shouldn't threaten you with such a bet, Miss Mu, if you don't want to, I will never force you! I..."
After hearing this, Mu Wanyan was shocked and asked hurriedly: "What are you?"
Dongfengye lowered his head and said: "Whether you believe it or not, the encounter in the casino was purely coincidental. I didn't know at the time that you were the Jimo Flower Master who came to challenge me. Haha! I even thought that the Jimo Flower Master was older. A woman, not a young one like you, until I ran to find you and wanted to return the bag of gold coins to you. Standing on the arch bridge, I met you again, and I found that I already liked you! But when I learned that you were Mu Wanyan, the master of Jimo Flower, I wanted you even more!"
"Get me? Do you want to show off your power as the master of the Holy Sword Pavilion?"
After listening to this, Dongfeng Ye raised his head and said with his face flushed from holding back: "Of course not! Just because we are both swordsmiths and have the same interests and hobbies, I think if we are both husband and wife in the future, we will definitely be able to make the Holy Sword Pavilion To the next level, what's more, you are me...the person I fell in love with for the first time, Miss Mu, I really like you!"
Mu Wanyan lowered her eyes and thought, and said: "I, Mu Wanyan, am willing to admit defeat. According to the bet, if I lose, I have to marry you. I will not regret it."
"Really?" Dongfeng Ye was overjoyed.
Mu Wanyan added: "But I hope we can get to know each other first and then get married one year later. What do you think?"
