A Love for Three Lives:Monster King Don’t Forget Me

Chapter 118: Nishang Yuyi

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After the family banquet ended in a boring and uninteresting atmosphere, Ronghua was dragged away by Rong Nuan, and then she was forced to stay in the room with him on the grounds of fear.

Rong Hua had no choice but to follow him, but the suspicion in Qingyi's eyes deepened. Before leaving, he patted her shoulder with unclear meaning.

While Rong Nuan pulled Rong Hua away, he was afraid of meeting Qingyi. He felt nothing but fear for Qingyi.

Rong Hua comforted, "It's okay, I'm here."

These words were like reassurance, making Rong Nuan stay by her side with peace of mind. Rong Hua took him away, "Ah Mo, you can do it by yourself. I'll leave first."

Xia Pumo glanced at his third uncle and elder brother and nodded, "Okay, I will."

Murong Zhe came over and hugged him, "Don't mind, Ronghua is just like that, she has a more direct temper. She really doesn't like this kind of banquet, and it's a family banquet. It has nothing to do with her at all. How can she be persuaded to sit here for so long? It’s already a blessing.”

"I didn't say anything!" Xia Pumo looked at him, "I know that Rong Hua has given us a lot of face by sitting here, but where will she go next?"

With the matter of Xiao Xiaoqin Sect settled, how could Rong Hua still stay here? Probably Rong Hua came here to help Qin Zong overcome this difficulty!

One person said, "Ah Mo, I have something else to do, so I'll go back first."

Xia Pumo turned around and said, "Okay, brother."

But he could still see that his brother always looked absent-minded, whether before or after the banquet.

However, the third elder had already noticed that Xia Puyang was distracted, and before he could take a step, he stopped him with a slightly stern voice, "Puyang, wait, come with me, I have something to tell you. "

Then he left without waiting for Xia Puyang to refuse. Xia Pumo looked at him with a worried look, but Xia Puyang didn't even blink at him, which made Xia Pumo even more worried. Murong Zhe saw his worry, She stroked his back with her hand and said, "Okay, it's okay. Maybe your third uncle just wants to have a heart-to-heart talk with your brother. There's nothing to worry about."

Xia Pumo shook his head, "No, this time is different. The Qin Sect has become like this. My brother must feel guilty and uncomfortable. As the leader of a sect, he failed to protect the disciples in the sect and let the Qin Sect … Changing the name and owner is a dereliction of duty on his part, and I’m afraid it will be… difficult to let go.”

Murong Zhe was not happy when he heard this, "Ah Mo, you mean it as if I want to rob the Qin Sect. Besides, although the Qin Sect has been changed, isn't this person me? I It’s yours, what’s the difference?”

Xia Pumo laughed out loud, "Okay, let's go back first! It's late at night, it's time to rest."

"Um."

Murong Zhe hugged Xia Pumo and left, "Hey, when do you think our wedding ceremony will be done?"

"Well, anytime is fine."

"How about going tomorrow?"

"Well... forget it!"

"How can such a thing be forgotten?"

The sound became more and more distant, so far away that it could not be heard. Jun Lang walked out, holding something in his hand, but his eyes were tightly closed with a look of reluctance.

Rong Hua sat beside the bed, Rong Nuan held her with both hands and refused to let go even when she fell asleep.

Rong Hua looked at him helplessly and tried to untie his hand, but it was in vain.

She leaned into his ear and whispered softly, "Nuan, I'm here. I won't leave, I won't go anywhere, I'll just stay here to guard you, okay?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Rong Nuan's hand clearly became a little looser, and Rong Hua broke away easily.

The interior furnishings are very simple, with nothing superfluous. The incense pot in the corner is exhaling light smoke, and the whole room is filled with the smell of soothing incense.

On the table were things that Abyss had put down before, one after another.

Night is never a time for rest.

It was almost time to rest outside, and there was no one left.

She stepped down the barrier to surround Rong Nuan, so as not to make too much noise later and wake him up.

Sitting at the table, he opened a book at random and threw it in front of him. The book immediately turned into a person, just a shadow.

"If you have anything to do, tell me!"

He replied respectfully, "Princess, the people with the most things now are the human race. After too long, the human race has also lost their minds."

Ronghua was reading the next book. When she heard about gods, she paused, "Gods are actually born in a place like the human race. Who allowed them to become gods without the permission of the catastrophe."

He did not speak, but still stood respectfully. Ronghua understood that this was just a shadow. After a brief understanding, he wrote a few words on it, "Pay close attention, the thunder will come."

The next one is even more outrageous. There are actually people who want to use elixirs to avoid the difficulties of cultivation.

Rong Hua looked like she had a headache. She never had the energy to deal with this kind of thing, "Isolate the herbs, don't do this!"

She was losing her temper when there was a knock on the door. Ronghua didn't even raise her head as the door opened automatically. A man came in with a hot smell around him. Ronghua saw that he hadn't even put on his clothes yet. , exposing a large part of his chest, he was also slouching, and he didn't wear any shoes. He just came in like this, with ambiguous kiss marks all over the exposed skin, and there were still bite marks on his collarbone, "You If you don't have a good relationship with your Amo, why did you come to me?"

He came in with a look on his face, "What, why can't I come to your place no matter what?"

She sneered, "You? You come to my place if you have nothing to do. Do you think you have the consciousness of a contracted beast?"

The smile on the contracted beast's face couldn't be suppressed as soon as he heard it, "It's not like you won't let me in!"

Ronghua closed the book and looked at him with narrowed eyes, "My fault?"

Then he saw that Rong Hua had raised his hand and quickly explained, "No, no, it's my fault, my fault, how could it be your fault."

Rong Hua then put down her anger and said, "If you have anything to say, just tell me, I'm very busy."

He just came over and gave her two pieces of paper. Ronghua took them and looked at them, her eyes a little unbearable, "What do you mean?"

The two pieces of paper seemed to have their wedding clothes drawn on them. Ronghua took a look at them and said, "Do you want me to make something like this for you?"

Isn’t it up to you to do this kind of thing yourself

"Originally, I should make the wedding clothes myself, but Amo doesn't know how and won't go down the mountain with me to order them, so I have to come to you."

Rong Hua put down the paper heavily and said, "Murong Zhe, it is best not to be greedy, otherwise you may suffer retribution."

You arranged your marriage for you. You yourself have been unable to get those old guys to agree for so long. I just said it in a few words. Now you are going too far and even ask me to do your wedding dress

Murong Zhe didn't understand at this point, "No, what are you going to get retribution for? I just asked you to help me and Ah Mo make a wedding dress. Do you need to say it so harshly?"

"Hard-sounding?" Ronghua stood up and walked towards him with the paper in hand, "You haven't heard of the worse-sounding ones?"

"You and Xia Pumo have been separated for so many years, and you haven't passed that level yet. I can help you get it done with just a few words. Aren't you satisfied?"

Then he threw the paper at him. Murong Zhe was speechless and pursed his lips, "It's just two wedding dresses!"

Rong Hua turned her back to him and said nothing. For a while, Murong Zhe's patience was naturally worn out.

"Forget it, since you don't want to, I'll go and convince A Mo to go down the mountain to get dressed tomorrow."

After saying that, he was about to leave. When he came to the door, Ronghua stopped him, "Wait a minute."

He was a little impatient, "What's the matter? If you don't want to, forget it. I can just find someone else. I won't embarrass you, okay?"

Rong Hua came over slowly, but suddenly changed her mind, "We the people of the God Clan have a beautiful wedding dress - colorful and feathered clothes."

Is this considered a relief

"so what?"

He has also heard that this type of food requires a lot of materials and the process is complicated. It is usually done by one person, but by the time it is finished, it will probably take more than a year and a half to complete the work.

"You don't want to make colorful feather clothes for me and A Mo, do you? Don't you have one? Or do you make it yourself? When you finish it, A Mo will probably not want to marry me."

Ronghua sighed and rubbed it with her fingers, "I have something ready."

This time it was Murong Zhe's turn to be uneasy, "Did you do it? Do you want it for me and Ah Mo?"

Murong Zhe was a little suspicious, because the process of making this clothes was complicated, and the materials used were rare things, some of which could not be seen in the human continent, such as blood silk. Who can raise such a thing

Besides, where did she get so much time and energy to make such a dress, and who was it for? Herself

Rong Hua said, "Before you get married next month, I will change it and give it to you."

Murong Zhe was stunned for a while. It seemed that the clothes really belonged to her, "Do you really want to give them to me?"

A protoss person would probably only do this one thing in his life! What would she do if she gave it to them

"and you… "

"I don't have to." Ronghua interrupted him, knowing what he wanted to ask. She probably would never wear this dress again.

Since Murong Zhe got the clothes he asked for, and they were in colorful feathers, there was no need to stay. He said happily, "Then I'll go back first. A Mo must be very anxious when he wakes up and can't see me."

He disappeared in a flash, and Rong Hua closed the door with a wave of his hand.

After walking around the room several times, he finally opened the bracelet on his hand, rubbed it for a while, and took out the clothes from it.

As soon as it came out, the light illuminated the entire room. The deep and far-reaching sapphire blue on the skirt was like the blue of the sky on a clear day. It burst into a blazing and dazzling fire, and it seemed to draw an arc as you followed it. The beautiful track drags a very brilliant beam of light.

Her wedding dress is different from theirs. Their wedding dress is always mainly red, while her wedding dress is woven with the color of the sky.

The colors on the whole person are in full bloom.

Ronghua turned it over in his hand for a moment, and a slender needle appeared.