Ghost Bridegroom

Chapter 72

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That is, after forming an alliance with the ghost realm, the magic sect that had been silent for many years has returned to the people's eyes again. They can't wait to sigh The news of becoming a Taoist companion spread all over the world.

At that moment, when they saw the wedding invitation of the demon cult stating "Don't give red envelopes at your own risk", which was like a blackmail letter, everyone in Jianghu finally saw the long-lost shamelessness of the demon cultivators. The bounty has been increased by another wave, and even has the stance of surpassing his master He Huan.

Although this wedding invitation was sent to all the sects in Jianghu, the demon sect did not prepare seats for the righteous sect. In the words of the elders—don’t say they won’t come, even if they come, don’t even think about rubbing my demon sect with a dish and a soup. After all, shouldn’t we be disgusted to celebrate such a rare event once in a century

What they said was so reasonable that even He Huan was speechless, so because he belonged to the Xuanmen, the former leader of the Demon Dao, who had no seat of course, sat in the high hall and shamelessly took the kitchen to the elders. The pastry, with facts to prove what is evil and not right.

According to his identity, He Huan is also the adoptive father of Qianren, so he has no problem with him sitting next to him, so he carefully spreads out his wife and hangs it on the wall. It was his first time to attend his son's marriage, and he was afraid that he would screw it up. After making sure that the picture was not crooked, he kept revisiting the wedding process. In terms of nervousness, he was afraid that outsiders would think that he was the one who got married.

It's rare to see such a tense scene of Demon Venerable in a thousand years. He Huan looked around curiously, and said to comfort him: "Don't panic, there is a first time for everything, just get used to it."

He respected his son, the master's law, but after hearing this, he always felt something was wrong, so he squinted and said, "Why do you still want my son to be a second kiss?"

When he said this, He Huan also found something wrong in his words, but he was not a kind person, and immediately added: "I think, with the shamelessness of the demon religion, it is not a matter of letting them get married once a year and cheating on red envelopes. Can't do it."

He Huan dared to do such a thing at the main altar of the Demon Sect. Sure enough, Yu Jiang, who was directing his disciples to greet the guests, got angry and scolded: "Bah, skinless old persimmon, My Demon Sect is not as shameless as you!"

Although this fellow He Huan has always been shameless, his scolding skills are not as good as that of You Jiang, who has been honing his skills every day. Fortunately, his face is indeed the best in the world. Said: "Oh, why are you always dissatisfied with me? If it wasn't for the fear that no one in the sky is better at danqing than you, I would have soared long ago."

How could You Jiang not see this flirtatious flirtation, and decisively replied, "Go away, you big watermelon!"

However, there was a real honest person present. Seeing that He Huan's expression was actually serious, he immediately comforted him: "No, Yue Lao is the best in the world in painting, otherwise, how can I paint my wife."

He originally said it casually, but he didn't know that he was selling the old Yue Yue who had been purified for hundreds of years to a demon king. He Huan's eyes lit up and he nodded, "Elder Yue? Very good! You Jiang, I abandoned you."

Gritting his teeth and looking at this fellow, you don't know if Yue Lao can paint or not, but now he has only one thought, and that is - "Today I must send you back to the West!"

"Why do you still want to make yourself angry when you know you can't beat me?"

He Huan had thought that after the ascension, there would be no demons chasing after him to fight. He felt that he missed him and sent him to the door. This was a rare fight. When the branch in his hand was raised, the whole wedding banquet scene was filled with peach blossoms. .

It was very lively when they came and went, but Lu Ling was startled, and quickly took the picture scroll and struck a thunderbolt, "Stop it! If you hurt my wife, be careful, I will let the whole world be buried with you!"

Seeing that there was a sudden gust of wind, then peach blossoms danced, and finally thunder and lightning, all the guests were amazed at the magical scene where the bridegroom mingled before he even appeared in the hall.

However, not everyone present was accustomed to fighting with gods. Mo Pan, who saw someone fighting at a wedding banquet for the first time, hurriedly pulled up Master's sleeve, "Master, is there a fight over there?"

Daoist Lingsui naturally had already sensed the situation on that side, but as a righteous monk who had just been extorted a huge amount of red envelopes and had no food to eat, he was not interested in maintaining the stability of the demon sect, raised his old eyes and said coolly: "It's okay, why? What's so strange about Huan being beaten up?"

He didn't expect his master to react this way. As a righteous young man, he thought he had an obligation to protect any innocent people, so he reminded him again: "But it was Tianlei who gathered that day!"

"Don't worry, the people struck by lightning will spontaneously join the team beating He Huan. You can see that the groom himself is very calm."

Mo Pan, who received the master's calm answer again, finally re-understood the world. He glanced at Qian Ren, who didn't even move his eyebrows, and could only sigh silently. It was because of his shallow knowledge.

"He Huan, how old are you this year?"

Fortunately, there is still a reliable person at the scene. Just as they were talking, why bother to glance at the group of people who are jumping around, the long sword is immediately unsheathed, and the moon-like sword energy will disperse all attacks indiscriminately. , With just one sentence, He Huan, a generation of demons, sat quietly in his seat, with a kind expression like a master monk.

After making sure that this person would not make trouble again, he continued to solemnly said to Daoist Lingsui: "Senior Lingsui, please pay more attention to the reconstruction of my apprentice's body, so why bother to thank you in the future?"

Although Daoist Lingsui had no good feelings for He Huan, he admired He Kuan extremely. He originally came to congratulate He Kuan, but now he answered without hesitation: "I would like to thank Jianjun and the great protector for the chaos in the ghost realm. If you act with righteousness, the poor will help you."

"apprentice?"

Qian Ren now does not need to reshape his body at all. Seeing his puzzled expression, why did he answer with a smile: "Why didn't He Huan tell you? In order to make the Heavenly Dao Sword Intent succeed, I decided to accept and pay Hongye as a disciple and wait for us to soar. Afterwards, I have to get along well with my brother and sister.”

I never imagined that the disciple of Xuanmen who I rescued along the way would become a junior disciple. I am afraid that he will continue to be the head of Xuanmen in the future. Qian Ren is also a little surprised, but thinking of Fu Hongye's appearance, it is also in line with Xuanmen's tradition of martyrdom. , so he just said lightly: "If you need help, I can ask your father for you."

"You old leeks, hurry up, the world will belong to my demon sect in ten years!"

Law Ling was born from an immortal beast, and his knowledge was far better than that of mortals. It would be best if he could help him. He was just about to express his gratitude when he was snatched up by You Jiang's voice. Looking at it again, this man suffered a loss from He Huan's hands, and he looked depressed. , then turned back and patted his shoulder comfortingly, "Yu Jiang, my little apprentice is upright, so don't bully him in the future."

When You Jiang's temper came, anyone dared to scold him, but He Kuu was the only one who had a good temper. At this time, he didn't refute him, he just snorted and replied, "It depends on my mood."

The guests have arrived, and He Huan's bounty has also risen three waves while waiting to successfully stabilize the number one spot on the bounty list, but Zhuge Qingtian has never been seen. Come to report, "Sect Master, the ghosts sent by the God of Joy have sent the dowry of the Dharma Protector!"

"What's the panic, since it was sent and brought in."

The relationship between the two is now well known, and it is normal to give some betrothal gifts. However, in the face of Yu Jiang's indifferent answer, the guard looked very embarrassed, "But, he gave a little too much."

"Look at you bears who have never seen the world, what can ghost land have-"

Seeing him embarrassed like this, You Jiang finally decided to go out with everyone to take a look, but before he could finish teaching his subordinates, his eyes flashed, and halfway through his words, he couldn't stop saying, "These two old ghosts are Have you scooped up all the mussels in the entire sea area?"

Yingxi God, as a ghost emperor, is naturally not stingy, but even if he had made psychological preparations, everyone was still shocked by the scene in front of him. This ghost god actually filled the desert around the demon sect with pearls.

At this time, everyone saw the brilliance of pearls, but they couldn't see the end at a glance. It is no exaggeration to say that all the sea areas were hollowed out.

Just when the guests were shocked, Xia Huoniao came down from the sky and presented a simple gift list, and said loudly: "The two gods of the ghost realm take the sea of pearls as a gift, and wish the two newcomers to grow old together forever and be of one heart."

Now that Yindu and Wangui Academy are one and the same, Hook Xing invited him to come when he heard about this task, looked at Qian Ren in a happy dress with satisfaction, and only slowly said the words of Yingxi God's command: "Yellow The God of Joy said that there are thousands of pearls in the sea area, but the one that he values most is handed over to you.

Zhuge Qingtian had a bumpy life, but it was the uncle of the three emperors in the past who finally regarded him as the jewel in his palm, which is embarrassing to say.

Glancing at the unparalleled pearl sea in the world, You Jiang tapped the groom with his fan, "Did you hear? This is a warning to you that although there is no one in the family's family, there are still ghosts. If you dare to bully him, be careful to be hunted down by two ghosts and gods. ."

The God of Yingxi has long ceased to believe in human feelings. As an emperor, he knows that all friendships need to be maintained by interests, but now he can only be counted as a half-god, Zhuge Qingtian, and the only one he can rely on is his third uncle. Therefore, although he was unable to set foot in the world because of his own ghost realm, he wanted to let the world know how much he valued this nephew. From then on, as long as the ghost realm does not go away for a day, no one in the world would dare to touch Zhuge Qingtian. And this was the real gift he gave to his nephew.

Knowing what the other party meant, Qian Ren also solemnly took the gift list and made a promise to Hook Xing: "Tell Yingxi God, I will take good care of Qingtian, please rest assured."

From the moment he saw the Pearl Sea Qianren, he knew why Zhuge Qingtian had disappeared. He followed the traces of the pearl to find the young man dressed in red. As soon as he arrived at Zhuge Qingtian, who had been looking down at the Pearl sinking into the sand, he turned his eyes away. Although he had all kinds of emotions in his heart, in the end he just sighed, "Uncle Sanhuang's work is always unpredictable."

Although he was excited, he knew that such a good day was not suitable for tears, so he held Qian Ren's hand and said with a smile, "I thought you would really tie me to the sedan chair."

He habitually clenched his hand and saw the young man pause for a thousand minutes before he remembered that now the other party is no longer an unconscious ghost, but that's fine, so he led him back and said, "It's just to scare you, When did Master really bully you?"

He didn't expect him to admit it so frankly, Zhuge Qingtian blinked his eyes and started to do something bad, his fingers secretly scratched on the man's waist, he just pretended to be nonchalant and asked: "Really? Then answer me honestly, what do you like me to call you? Master? The lady? The husband? The little brother Qianren?"

"Call me more by my name, there are many people in the world with those identities, but there is only one Qianren."

Although the answer was as serious as always, the other party's small movements caused Qian Ren's eyes to move slightly, and only secretly said in his heart,

This person really went to the house without being tossed for a day. It seems that the time of the bridal chamber can be extended longer than planned.

Thinking of this, seeing that someone still wanted to take the opportunity to eat two handfuls of tofu, he added coolly, "But it's good for you to do everything in bed."

As soon as these words came out, Zhuge Qingtian remembered that day when he was completely powerless, and thought to himself that he hadn't learned any real skills from his great master, and immediately begged for mercy, "I was wrong, please return to the reserved appearance before. !"

The way back was not long. After laughing and making a few random words, he arrived at the hall covered with red silk. Seeing those familiar and unfamiliar faces raising their wine glasses to congratulate him, Zhuge Qing was shocked to realize that he was once in the mass grave. The scene that has been imagined countless times has finally become a reality.

"Finally got your wish, are you happy?"

Qian Ren's soft voice came from his side, and Zhuge Qingtian suddenly felt fortunate that they were both men. Without covering their heads, they could look directly at each other on this most important day, and they could share all the joy that belonged to each other from the sight of that meeting.

Men used to only wear black clothes, but now they put on bright colors to soften their faces, as if the tenderness of a lifetime had been handed over to him. Without going to get the red silk handed by the disciples of the demon sect, Zhuge Qingtian just held his partner's hand tightly and expressed his true thoughts, "At that time, I always thought that only by worshipping the heaven and the earth can we stay together for a lifetime, but it is really here. Only then did I realize that even if there is no ceremony, you are mine, and no one can take it away. Even so, I still want to declare to the world that you are my righteous Taoist companion. How about you, will you be happy about it? "

Mo Xiu is not bound by any etiquette, and no Mo Xiu has ever married someone else, but Qian Ren found out that he was with Zhuge Qingtian, but he didn't realize that these procedures were cumbersome. In front of his master and father, he answered this question seriously, "I have no hobbies, I don't care about everything, and I don't care much about life and death, but I only like to see you happy."

It was indeed the most pleasing answer. Walking here side by side with him, Zhuge Qingtian smiled, "I'm right by your side, you can watch as long as you want."

When I was a child, I always thought that relatives are good, that being kind to others will be rewarded, that you will not be hurt if you don’t touch bad people, that you will definitely be happy if you love someone with your heart; when you grow up, you realize that it turns out that for some people, blood is related. It will never be able to compete with desire. Good people are far more deceiving than evil people. People cannot simply distinguish between good and bad. If they cannot integrate into their own group, they are doomed to be hurt. However, even if the world is no longer simple, you cannot live without a mask. Go on, at least, as long as you love the right person, you can really be happy. As long as this is the case, all the experience will be worth it.

Thank you for your presence. This made me realize again that I was desperate for the world. The sun is warm, the flowers and plants are fragrant, and it is really good to be able to love others with heart.

A worship of heaven and earth, thank heaven and earth for creating people who have feelings.

Two thanks to Gaotang, thank your parents for breaking through all obstacles and giving birth to you.

Husband and wife, thank you for being able to meet me just right.

After three worships, from the ends of the earth, you will be the only one by your side.

[END]

The author has something to say: Author: I donate my liver to my son's marriage!

Zhuge Qingtian: Finally got married! I can justifiably tease him every day!

Qian Ren: Come here, let me talk to you about life.

You Jiang: You bastards went on a honeymoon and let the leader lead the camp alone, wouldn't it hurt your conscience

Why bother: Mo Fang, my apprentice gave it to you, remember to sign for it a hundred years later.

You Jiang: Get out! Don't think that I don't know that you are raising the commander of the Heavenly Dao Alliance!

[Serious postscript]

In the blink of an eye, the second book in this series is also over. Perhaps it is a seamless relationship. When I wrote this book, my liver strength was not as strong as before, but it was better to raise it later.

Because I wanted to try a different way of writing this time, the plot arrangement and character settings have changed a lot compared to the past, the style of writing is constantly being adjusted, and the perspective has been changed to the main attack (although this seems to have no effect at all), thank you little angels I believe that every time I finish a piece of writing, I can improve myself. Although it is still not perfect, I will definitely find my own style of writing sooner or later!

Thinking about it carefully, each copy seems to be quite detailed, and there is nothing to add to the extravaganza, so let's end it like this. The third book in the Xuanmen series is expected to be Fu Hongye X You Jiang, and it is not certain when it will be opened.

The column and the same series have completed self-inflicted self-inflicted articles: "Pseudo Demon"

The long novel has been completed, and the book is written: "The protagonist vomits three liters of blood every day"

I won't give up on this part, sooner or later my final list will be as long as other people's toss lists! (Wake up, dog life is important.)

The next book, "The Protagonist Makes You Retreat," will open in a week, and the invincible local tyrant Xianjun will attack X time-travel to survive. Because it is expected to be a long story, please let me, the salted fish, rest for a week to adjust the state.

So, finally, don't you think my avatar is still handsome today? Click on the author to collect it!

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