Chapter 560 My Heart Is About to Break

Di Beiming was stunned at first, and then overwhelmed by the huge ecstasy. He really wanted to put this little man in his arms in his arms, to be together all the time, never to be separated.

"Xiao Jiu, I will wait for you, no matter how long I wait." Di Beiming's eyes were full of tenderness, and there was only a charming figure in his eyes, as if the rest of the people and things no longer existed.

Although Yun Chujiu and Di Beiming spoke in a small voice, but Xue Wuji's spiritual power was superb, he still heard it, and his heart was sour, even his nose and eyes were a little sore.

Little Nine Sisters, why can't you see my goodness? I'm obviously a thousand times better than that facial paralysis! You make such a promise to him, you make me so sad!

Xue Wuji was not in the mood to stay any longer, and forced a smile: "Little Sister Jiu, I'll go back first, and I'll see you another day."

"Brother Wuji, goodbye, come and play with me when you have time!" Yun Chujiu's little face was flushed, and she waved her hand towards Xue Wuji with a smile.

Xue Wuji's heart is even more sour, little sister Jiu must be blushing because of Di Beiming's facial paralysis, and his heart will be broken...

"Huahua, do you know what it feels like to have a broken heart? My heart is about to be broken soon!" Xue Wuji said weakly.

Anwei Huahua was worried and angry at the same time, and said in her heart, "Shit!" You brought it on yourself! I have told you that Emperor Beiming and Yun Chujiu are in love with each other, you don't want to mix it up, but in the end you are tempted, and now you are screaming again, is it useful? !

"Huahua, what did this young master ask you? Are you dumb?"

Anwei Huahua said respectfully: "Young Master, if your heart is broken, you will die immediately, do you want to take a few pills first?"

Xue Wuji almost fainted with a choked sound, but Hua Hua's words literally couldn't find anything wrong, he gritted his teeth: "Hua Hua, okay, very good, you all bully me, my heart, it's coming soon It's broken! Little Nine Sisters, woohoo, Little Nine Sisters..."

"Ah sneeze! Ah sneeze! Grandma is a bear! Who is scolding me?!" Yun Chujiu sneezed twice.

"Xiao Jiu, you won't be infected with the cold, right?" Yun Xiaotian asked worriedly.

"Grandfather, don't worry, I'm in good health, some bastard must be talking ill of me behind my back! Grandfather, just stay in Linghua Sect for a few more days, and I'll accompany you to go shopping."

"Grandfather will go back tomorrow morning. Sect Master Xuanyuan can let grandfather spend your birthday with you. Grandfather is very satisfied. If you miss grandfather, you can go back when you have time, and grandfather will let him cook delicious food for you!"

Yun Chujiu felt a little sore in her nose inexplicably: "Grandfather, I think I'm so happy, with you, my brothers and sisters, and my male god, I really hope this will always be the case."

Yun Xiaotian touched her little head: "Silly child, nothing lasts forever, but you have to remember that happiness is in your own hands."

If someone else said such a sermon, Yun Chujiu would definitely cast a blank eye from him, but she felt very warm when the words came out of Yun Xiaotian's mouth.

In the evening, everyone said goodbye one after another, Yun Xiaotian went to Yun Chuji's yard, the old man saw that Di Beiming was staying in Yun Chujiu's yard, and he was a little guilty in his heart, do these two children already live together?

Seeing that his grandfather was worried, Yun Chusi told Yun Xiaotian what the brothers and sisters had persuaded Yun Chujiu before, and then said with a smile: "Grandfather, don't worry, Xiaojiu has a good idea and won't do excessive things. ."

Yun Xiaotian nodded. The Yun family has a bright future. Several juniors have entered the Linghua Sect, and they are still inner disciples, not to mention the true disciple of Xiaojiu, but I don’t know why. There is a vague unease.

Yun Xiaotian shook his head secretly. He was getting old, and he liked to think wildly. It was estimated that he was frightened last time. He must have thought too much.