There seems to be something wrong with the fairy world

Qinglan was silent for a while, not knowing how to answer.

Nan Bowan complained to himself: "I checked on StarNet, and it said that I should kneel on one knee to express my love, flowers and rings to be romantic, and then I have to meet the parents of both parties, but my parents left early. Traveling around the world, my brother can't even contact them, what gift money, motorcade, best man and bridesmaid, I'm really the first two."

"How did the machine race get married?" Qing Lan couldn't help asking.

"One party gives the other party an engagement ring, and the party who accepts the ring says that he belongs to the other party, and then go to prove it and swear."

Qing Lan was stunned.

"The marriage ceremony of our mechanical race may be the most concise in Interstellar, but our divorce rate is also quite high, probably because of the low cost." Nan Bowan spread his hands in a humorous way: "If it is as troublesome as the human race , I would rather bear with not getting a divorce than to do this again."

Qinglan squinted at Nan Bowan, and left him without a word.

"Hey, Qinglan, you haven't told me yet!" Nan Bowan hurriedly chased after him.

At this moment, Desting came to the stage and started to speak, and the silence was so quiet that a pindrop could be heard.

Qinglan was pulled by Nan Bowan, and did not notice the change in the environment.

"If you're such a joke, it doesn't matter if you don't get married." Qing Lan looked at Nan Bo Wan slightly angrily: "If you think the cost is too high, please choose another Gao Ming."

"I, I'm just joking, I mean it." Nan Bowan also didn't notice the changes around him, and immediately explained to Qinglan.

As soon as the two finished speaking, people around looked at Nan Bowan and Qinglan in disbelief.

Nan Bowan was stunned, and hurriedly explained: "It's not what you think!"

"Nan Jincheng." Desting on the stage had a frosty face: "My office is after the end."

Nan Bowan had a bitter look on his face, the chief seemed to be in a bad mood today, and the whole mobilization meeting was shrouded in a shadow.

"According to the probability calculation of the Ministry of Information, there is a 58% probability that this Green Contest will be beneficial to the human race, and there is a 72% probability that it will be a single battle. No matter how others are, you must unite. If you find a player who killed your own people, you Your career will come to a bloody end, you hear me!"

"Yes!" The contestants below looked at the chief on the stage in horror, did they eat this?

Desting finished analyzing the situation of the Green Contest, and then left the stage. Just by looking at the chief's mechanical claw ready to go, he knew that someone must be unlucky today.

Nan Bowan patted his trembling legs and mustered up the courage to press the "Access" button in front of the chief office door.The door opened, and Nan Bowan walked into the office, every step was like going to the execution ground.

Desting was processing the documents, so he ignored him, and Nan Bowan didn't dare to say anything, and stood aside to watch the chief man handle the official business.

"I heard that you are going to get married?" Desting suddenly said without looking up.

"Yes, yes." Nan Bowan stammered at Desting, trying to figure out what the chief meant.

"With whom?" Desting raised his head expressionlessly, staring closely at Nan Bowan's eyes.

"Big, the person I met in the competition, human beings." Nan Bowan's nervous mechanical arms almost shrank into a ball: "I'm really not kidding, I really like her, I'm serious!"

Desting remained expressionless, and just turned off the optical brain casually: "Go to the training room."

Nan Bowan was stunned: "Xun, the training room?"

"Yes." Desting stood in front of Nan Bowan, looking at Nan Bowan very oppressively: "Duel!"

"What, what?" Nan Bowan backed up a few steps in fright, feeling ill.

Desting showed Nan Bowan his ring: "See? He and I are engaged."

"Hey, what are you kidding?" Nan Bowan was completely startled: "Chief, do you like human beings too?"

"Yes!" Desting was extremely resolute: "I just like Qinglan, no matter what race or identity he is. At the same time, no one is allowed to intervene between me and him!"

Nan Bowan's eyes widened, and he was so shocked by the shocking news that he couldn't speak: "You, when will you..."

"None of your business!" Desting grabbed Nan Bowan's robotic arm and dragged him to the training room without saying a word.

"Wait, chief, listen to my explanation, don't duel, I can't beat you, help!" Nan Bowan was dragged into the training room forcefully by Desting, leaving only a series of "help" echoes in the corridor.

In the next few days, Qing Lan has been instructing everyone in the Taoist sect to practice, and the little girl made a breakthrough again, reaching the middle stage of foundation establishment.

In just half a month, there were 18 people building foundations in the hinterland of Xuanmen, and more and more people came to sign up. Xingwang specially opened a live broadcast to teach the method of practicing meditation for free.

The little girl has been moaning and sighing all day these days, and the teaching assistant who was with her couldn't help asking.

"Senior Sister Yu'er, what's wrong with you? Are you restless all day long?"

The little girl looked sad: "There are so many things to worry about. Jincheng was seriously injured. I asked him what happened. He just said that it was a misunderstanding and it has been solved. And my mother, I heard that I and the bio-robot To find a partner, first criticize me, and then ask for 888888 contribution points as a gift, otherwise you will not agree to my marriage with Jincheng."

"What age is this, why do you still receive the gift money? My sister married, and our family didn't collect the gift money!"

"Could it be to test you?"

"Senior Sister Yu'er, you've only just come of age, it's good to have a romantic relationship for a while, don't be in a hurry to get married."

"I don't want to get married so early either, but Jincheng is not young anymore." Xiao Yu'er propped her chin with her hands sadly.

"Senior Sister Yu'er, you'd better wait." Someone suggested: "Talk for a few more years, and find out the details of Nanjincheng. You must know that before and after a man gets married are completely different things!"

Qinglan listened silently, her eyes were thoughtful.

"Okay, let's not talk anymore, the rest time is up, let's continue to practice mystical arts!" Xiao Yu'er clapped his hands: "Wood type follow me!"

Qing Lan meditated above, the light brain on her wrist lit up.

Qinglan turned on the optical brain, and there was another message from Desting.

"Qinglan, I heard that there is a delicious ice cream shop in District B, not far from Xuanmen, let me treat you to an ice cream shop, okay?"

After Qinglan replied a word, she got up and walked out of the Xuanmen.

"Hey, where is the sect master going?" A student quietly asked.

"It has been like this for the past few days. The door master's optical brain is always on. The door master is really busy."

"That's right, the sect master is now a public figure. If the Green Contest is performed well, the sect master can run for parliamentary election. That status is quite high."

When Qinglan left the Xuanmen, she saw a six-armed bio-robot wearing sunglasses.

Qing Lan walked over without hesitation, and said lightly, "Let's go."

"Yeah." Desting, disguised as a six-armed bio-robot, took Qinglan's hand sweetly and walked towards the ice cream shop.

"How did you find me?" Desting raised his six mechanical arms proudly, and smoothed out his wig along the way.

"Breath." Qing Lan said lightly.

"Huh? I thought it was some kind of telepathy." Desting was a little disappointed, but he recovered after a while, chatting to Qing Lan like a big boy about what happened recently, and how much he wanted to see Qing Lan.

Qing Lan listened silently to Desting's nagging, and passers-by also saw a couple, one chattering and the other silent, the situation was harmonious.

When they arrived at the entrance of the ice cream shop, an intelligent robot took the two of them to the couple's seat with a wink. Desting opened the electronic menu and asked Qinglan, "Qingqing, what flavor do you like?"

Qing Lan: "Anything you want."

"What about the ice degree?"

"random."

"How many servings?"

"random."

"Come to my house tonight?"

"..."

Qing Lan looked at Desting silently.

"Just kidding." Desting secretly smiled, like a little boy stealing candy.

After ordering the ice cream, Desting held Qing Lan's hand and was silent for a while. Desting spoke first: "The competition is about to start tonight. I want to change my shape and become a big popsicle, but I miss you very much. .”

Qinglan looked down at Desting's hand, the gray diamond of the ring was shining on the pale finger.

"I don't know what's wrong with me. I feel flustered when I don't see you for a while, but I can't put down a bunch of documents to find you, so I can only send you a message." When Desting said this, he curled his lips a little aggrieved: " You give me one word every time, it's too concise."

Qinglan didn't reply, Desting was even more aggrieved, grabbed Qinglan's hand, looked around for no one's attention, and lightly bit Qinglan's finger.

Qing Lan quickly withdrew her hand, with unclear emotions in her eyes.

"Haha." Desting laughed triumphantly, looking as silly as he could be.

"Hello, you ordered ice cream." The intelligent robot brought two cups of ice cream, one pink and one light blue.

Desting put two glasses of ice cream in front of Qing Lan: "Try it, which one do you like?"

Qinglan picked up the light blue cup, scooped up a small piece expressionlessly, and put it in her mouth.

The ice cream melts in the mouth, the coolness reaches the stomach, the sweet fruity taste stays in the mouth, and the aftertaste is long.

"Try this again." Desting scooped up a piece of pink ice cream and brought it to Qing Lan's mouth.

Qinglan hesitated for a moment, but still took a sip of the small spoon that Desting handed over. This cup was strawberry flavored, sour and sweet, with small pieces of pulp, which had a special flavor.

"Which one do you like?" Desting asked with a smile.

"Anything you want." Qing Lan's answer was still the same.

So Desting put the strawberry-flavored ice cream in front of Qinglan, picked up the light blue cup, and before eating, deliberately swallowed the small spoon that Qinglan had just sipped.

Qinglan ate the ice cream silently, while Desting looked at the person opposite and smiled from time to time.After finishing the ice cream, Desting reluctantly led Qinglan out of the store: "Where do you want to go? I'll take you off."

"Your house." Qing Lan said calmly.