Bai Meng heard Song Jian's words and his little face turned red, "I never said I would marry you."

After saying that, Bai Meng quickly turned around and left, and her little heart kept jumping.

Song Jian just smiled.

A few days later, the entire palace was decorated with lights and the Guangyuan Festival arrived.

The Qingshan Sect's affairs were perfectly resolved. Outside, although the bandits still existed, the two sides were in a stalemate stage, and the war was no longer so tense, and war was often a game between big people.

Everyone in the Prince's Mansion had a smile on their faces.

Song Jian took out the red armor furnace in his small yard and was refining soft armor and forging it. For Song Jian, it can not only improve his proficiency, but also temper his mental power during the forging process.

During this period, Song Jian has refined more than 30 pieces of equipment, but the quality of these equipment is not very good. Song Jian is still good at drawing third-level battle talismans, but his ability to control fourth-level battle talismans is not very strong. Moreover, he is now just a fourth-level battle tyrant, so he cannot forge equipment that requires too high combat energy.

Song Jian’s shadowless sword was actually forged using the method of incorporating war talismans. For example, the increase in speed and increase in strength are just second-level battle talismans, and the tearing war talismans in the wound are just third-level battle talismans. The power of the fourth-level battle talisman is formed by perfectly embedding the three battle talismans together.

In comparison, the Hanyue Bow in Song Jian's hand is more powerful, and the forging materials of the Hanyue Bow are much better. Moreover, the battle talisman on the Hanyue Bow is a real fourth-level battle talisman, or a very advanced special fourth-level battle talisman.

After making the protective soft armor, Song Jian put away the red armor furnace.

"Brother Song Jian, Brother Song Jian, ah, Brother Song Jian, why are you still here?" A little maid ran at the door. It was Chunyu. Chunyu naturally knew that Song Jian was pretending to be a maid. After knowing about it, he remembered that Song Jian had seen her and Chunfeng's body openly. The little girl complained in her heart.

But now Chunyu has already accepted Song Jian in her heart.

Song Jian washed his hands and said, "Why are you so anxious?"

"The festival is about to begin, and everyone who proposes marriage outside is about to enter the mansion," Chunyu pulled Song Jian's arm and said quickly.

"Proposal? Are you proposing marriage for you?" Song Jian said with a smile.

Chunyu pouted. "I don't have such a great blessing. I am proposing marriage to the lady."

"Ah?" Song Jian was stunned, "No, the lady is mine."

Chunyu covered her mouth and giggled, "So, Brother Song Jian, you have to act quickly. On this day of Guangyuan Festival, it is the best time to propose marriage. If you like a lady, bring your things and sit in the mansion, whether it succeeds or not, it will not affect your relationship in the future."

"Oh, it turns out that there is still this tradition today," Song Jian then realized, "It's all the time to propose marriage. Let's go and have a look. By the way, I'll prepare some gifts to propose marriage."

"Ha, we all support you," Chunyu pulled Song Jian and ran to the courtyard. On the way, she met Xiaoqing. Song Jian made a lot of good things from the Black Emperor Ring and asked Xiaoqing to organize them and then propose marriage later.

Several people walked to the main hall of the royal palace and saw more than a dozen families coming to propose marriage, including the elders of the Hengshui Sect.

Seeing so many people coming to the door, Song Jian was a little amused and cried. He didn't expect that he had so many competitors. Although the women in this Eternal Continent don't like to dress up, there are not many beautiful women, so why do they all like Bai Meng?

Bai Qiang and his wife happily greeted everyone in the hall. The Guangyuan Festival proposal is not only a marriage proposal, but also a kind of friendship. The fact that so many people come to propose marriage also shows that Bai Qiang has a good status and can be regarded by others.

Whether it is a major sect like Hengshui Sect, or some other shop owners, visitors from the county palace, Bai Qiang warmly welcomes them.

Follow the customs of the countryside.

Song Jian also walked into the hall with spring breeze, spring rain, and Xiaoqing, carrying a full of dowry gifts.

Not many people know Song Jian in the hall, but the two Supreme Elders of Hengshui Sect know Song Jian and know that this young man's strength should not be underestimated.

Song Jian led the three of them into the hall, bowed to the people around him, and then bowed deeply to Bai Qiang in the right position, saying, "Uncle, aunt, and nephew Song Jian, are sincere and want to marry Miss Bai Meng as his wife. I hope my uncle and aunt will fulfill it."

Mrs. Bai looked at Song Jian with a smile, her eyes curled into crescent moons. She had long recognized Song Jian as her son-in-law in her heart. Not mentioning Song Jian's ability or Song Jian saved the entire palace of their royal palace. The relationship between Song Jian and Bai Meng alone satisfies Mrs. Bai. As long as her daughter likes it, that's fine.

Bai Qiang felt a little reluctant in his heart. He was naturally very satisfied with Song Jian, but he knew that Song Jian was not an ordinary person after all. His daughter, who followed Song Jian, might never see him again in her life.

Thinking of this, Bai Qiang turned his head and wiped his tears secretly.

"Hey hey, the line for the proposal is waiting, I'll come first," a young man stood up. "My sister Bai Meng and I grew up together. They are childhood sweethearts. Although I have been busy with business with my father in recent years, the relationship between us has not faded yet. You can line up quickly."

"Yes, queuing up. Our family and Uncle Bai's family are family friends. I am the prince of the Longmen County County Magistrate, and I am also a match with Bai Meng. Don't fight anymore. You guys have nothing to do." Another young man also stood up and waved his hand.

Once these two people finished speaking, the other young people were not willing to fall behind. They all expressed how good their relationship with Bai Meng was. Some were close to relatives, some were close friends, some were childhood sweethearts, some were rich, and some were more powerful.

There was a lot of noise in the hall.

Song Jian had no choice but to find a seat and sit down.

Bai Qiang waved his hand and said, "Everyone, calm down, this... the final decision must be given to the little girl himself. Maybe none of you are attracted to the little girl's attention, so I'm sorry." After saying that, he laughed and stroked his beard. Many people here were very satisfied with Bai Qiang.

"Then please ask Miss Bai out soon,"

"Yes, yes, my saliva flowed down...ah, no, my heart was broken."

"All people are there? Why join in the fun? Bai Meng and my childhood sweethearts. Friends who have been fishing together in the river since childhood will fall in love with you."

With the sounds chaotic, a woman wearing a white cotton skirt and a big red cloak walked in. It was Bai Meng. At this moment, Bai Meng turned into a faint makeup powder, her eyebrows were bent and her lips were red, and her skin was as jade as she walked into the hall. All the disturbing sounds stopped.

Even Song Jian was stunned for a moment. It turned out that Bai Meng could be so beautiful when she was quiet.

"Gudong, Gudong"

Two seconds later, there were sounds of swallowing saliva from the hall. Even the childhood sweetheart stared wide, unable to believe that he had not seen him for two years, and he was such a beautiful playmate!

"Daughter, look, there are so many people who propose marriage, which one do you like? I will definitely agree to it for my father," Bai Qiang stroked his beard.

Mrs. Bai looked at her daughter, and then looked at Song Jian, who was sitting in the crowd in the hall but still outstanding. She showed a happy smile on her face. She smiled and started crying again. She also knew that once she followed Song Jian, her daughter would stay away. I don’t know when it would be the next time she met.

Bai Meng's beautiful eyes swept across everyone, but did not stop on Song Jian's body. She shyly lowered her head and whispered: "I...I don't know how to choose, but... but whoever can grab the hydrangea in my hand can... whoever can..."

Before he finished speaking, the hall suddenly became enthusiastic. The originally hilarious hall immediately sounded a sneer. It turned out that it was throwing a hydrangea ball. This was a good time to show off your skills. For this beauty, you must work hard!

"Swish"

The young men who were originally wearing gorgeous clothes pulled off their coats, revealing their strong muscles. In the Eternal Continent, even merchants' descendants would learn martial arts as much as possible. After all, this is a world where force is respected, and all rules are based on force.

Song Jian couldn't help laughing. It seemed that Bai Meng knew how to be shy. She didn't agree clearly, but instead decided by throwing the hydrangea ball. Then she would definitely win in the end. Compared with the children of the aristocratic families in front of her, she was like facing a group of children.

Bai Meng picked up a hydrangea ball with a diameter of more than one meter like a millstone from the hand of an old mother behind her. She closed her eyes and threw it into the hall.

Many people were stunned when they saw such a big hydrangea. This is not catching hydrangea, but competing for hydrangea. Such a big hydrangea must have to snatch each other until the last person was knocked to the ground and then they could only be eaten by themselves.

The hydrangea ran out, and the hall was in chaos. The young man from Hengshui Sect should be the best. He was not old and was already the peak second-level warrior. He first glanced at Song Jian and saw that Song Jian had no movement. He was immediately overjoyed. Hehe, this is a good thing. Except for Song Jian, the rest should not be his opponent.

However, the young man did not expect that before he met the hydrangea, seven or eight young men surrounded him and beat him up. Obviously, these young men were not fools. They knew that the Hengshui school youth fu was the best, so they adopted a joint tactic from the beginning and first knocked this "outlier" to the ground.

"Ah, stop hitting, stop hitting, unfair, unfair... My nose, I tell you, the one named Song Jian is the most powerful, we should deal with it together... Ah, stop hitting, my pants, don't bring someone to take off my pants!" The young man in Hengshui school cried loudly, which were tears of grievance.

Song Jian sat calmly at the end, looking at Bai Lemon on the stage.

The snatch of hydrangeas has entered a white-hot process. After eliminating the outlier of the Hengshui Youth, everyone's level is similar, and they are competing for each other, which is extremely fierce.
Chapter completed!