As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

Chapter 888

I have to say, the people in Zhenbao Pavilion are really good.

If she didn't have a lot of people on her hands, she would really want to put this person in the White Fox Pavilion.

Lord Xiangtian raised his eyebrows and said, "Why don't I remember this marriage thing? Boss lady, are you thinking wrong?"

 “Nonsense, that’s what your little apprentice said.”

The landlady raised her chin and gestured to Yu Seisan, who was **** on one side.

Yu Miasan couldn't help but feel guilty, and then stared at her eyes and said: "How is that possible? Why do you, the boss lady, keep talking nonsense? How could I agree to such a thing?"

“Really? What should I do with this letter of commitment?”

The landlady snorted coldly and spread out the so-called commitment letter.

 After spreading out. Jiang Ming and others also saw the words on it very clearly, and also noticed the red letters on it, which were obviously Yu Secondan's name.

"You're such a traitor, you just want to grab the position of Zhenbao Pavilion. You also want to marry the owner of White Fox Pavilion to consolidate your position. You are very ambitious!"

The Lord Xiangtian was so angry that he stepped forward and slapped me again, causing Yu Miasan's face to become swollen.

There was a big circle of red on it that was visible to the naked eye. I dared not speak out in anger, so I could only complain silently in my heart.

 As a master, he has no other uses except for bluffing.

If it weren't for that boy's help, he wouldn't have been tied up, and he might have secured his position as the master of the Treasure Pavilion.

"I don't care. Anyway, this promise has been made. Even if the person is dead, you all have to fulfill this promise for me. I have taken care of this girl."

 The landlady wiped her clothes, and she accidentally stained them with pastries.

"Pavilion Master, you are a little too unreasonable."

Sikong Wuyuan clenched his fists.

 No matter what, this matter has already happened to him.

If Zhenbao Pavilion were to get married, as the eldest brother, he would be the first to be one of them. He didn't want to get married so early.

“How can I be considered unreasonable? I obviously agreed.”

The landlady sneered, stood up and wanted to push Sikong Wuyuan down to show her dignity.

Jiang Ming couldn't help but become confused.

 “What about the people who are getting married? Why haven’t you seen each other yet?”

Yuan Hehe also looked around and was shocked to find that the proprietress was the only one there.

 In this way, the person marrying did not appear.

 “Can’t it be me?”

The landlady's attention was attracted and she ignored Sikong Wuyuan. Then she coughed, which was very obvious.

"yourself?"

Sikong Wuyuan was dumbfounded. He glanced at the proprietress up and down, and then said with some embarrassment, "Are you a little too old to be on the stage?"

Lord Xiangtian could not help but said helplessly: "The people we are marrying are all young ladies. How can we marry between pavilion masters?"

“Master of the White Fox Pavilion, stop joking.”

 The landlady was angry, and all the flesh in her body was wrinkled.

“What’s wrong with me at my age? Why can’t we get married at this age? Look at me, even after more than 300,000 years, am I still charming?”

 “It’s well maintained.”

 Yuan Hehe feels ashamed.

Emperor Xiangtian thought of something, and then said displeasedly: "Why do you have the intention to marry with Zhenbaoge? I remember that you have countless men in your hands."

"Aren't you asking us people from Zhenbao Pavilion to be wronged in the past?" "What's the point of this? Isn't it just that I have a few more partners? I will definitely let everyone regard him as their master, and he will not suffer any injustice." "

 The landlady swears by it.

Lord Xiangtian rolled his eyes and said, "I have so many good things in Zhenbao Pavilion and better treatment than you. Why do I still need to stay at your place? You still need to establish a reputation as a male favorite."

“This marriage is cancelled. Don’t let us people from Zhenbao Pavilion pass.”

Sikong Wuyuan followed Lord Xiangtian and said, "Yes, we will definitely not pass."

 Actually, he was talking about himself. There was absolutely no way he would marry the owner of the White Fox Pavilion.

“Hey, is it possible that you are the top disciple of Zhenbao Pavilion? It seems that you are going to marry me.”

The landlady looked at Sikong Wuyuan carefully, but she was a little dissatisfied.

She doesn’t want the person she marries to be bald, like a monk. How can he be worthy of his status in the White Tiger Pavilion?

 “Marry?”

Sikong Wuyuan was speechless.

"Why should I marry you? If you want to get married, I will marry you. Don't put your status in such a straight forward position."

 After saying this, the landlady stood up immediately and threw the fan in her hand at Sikong Wuyuan's face.

"You still want to marry me? Are you qualified? Isn't it just the status of the great disciple of Zhenbao Pavilion? What does this mean?"

“I’m telling you, if you marry me, you have to support me. With the way you are, can you support me?”

“Secondly, you must not only support me, but also take care of me wholeheartedly, follow me three hundred and sixty-five hours a day, and satisfy me whenever I feel uncomfortable.”

 “Can you do it? It’s hard to do it looking like this.”

The landlady felt unlucky, so she took out a new folding fan and started to fan herself.

The wind of this fan is very strong, and her anger is also very strong.

“Why do I do this to you? Do you take yourself too seriously? Isn’t this a mutual sacrifice?”

Sikong Wuyuan was immediately confused, and felt that the landlady was a bit unruly, and her face was a little irritable.

What is going on with this boss lady? Coming here really makes them uncomfortable.

“Come on, I think it’s not good for your disciple to play the role, so let’s find someone else.”

The landlady was originally dissatisfied, but judging from this, she had other ideas, so she complied.

 “Who do you want to marry you?”

Lord Xiangtian was stunned for a moment.

 He ​​didn’t expect that the landlady would have someone to choose from. The landlady had always been very demanding and had never taken the initiative to recruit anyone.

 It’s really strange that he’s starting to ask for people now.

The landlady said shyly: "How can we talk about this kind of thing directly? I want to talk about it privately."

"Shao Moji, let's finish talking about something quickly. Aren't you planning to get married? We must know."

Xiangtian Tianzhu felt that the boss's wife was verbose, so she spoke a little faster.

The landlady was suddenly embarrassed. She coughed, blushed, pointed at Jiang Ming and said, "I want him."

Since Jiang Ming was behind a few people, they didn't know who the landlady was referring to.

Looking at the boss lady's fingers, everyone could not help but be shocked. Even Jiang Ming himself was a little dumbfounded.

Haven’t he been hiding behind him? How did the landlady see him?

At this moment, Jiang Ming also suddenly discovered that something seemed to be jingling on the landlady’s body.

 (End of this chapter)