Ji Ting laughed awkwardly, and wanted to get off the bed to help, but before his feet touched the ground, he was reprimanded by Duan: "Take your feet back!"
Ji Ting subconsciously retracted her feet on the bed, and when she was too obedient, she couldn't help being embarrassed: "You've been getting more and more fierce to me recently."
After a pause, he lowered his eyes and continued to sew clothes stitch by stitch. Ji Ting didn't mind either, and sighed: "You used to be so nice, obedient and well-behaved, I always said what I said, never forced me to do things I didn't like, and never yelled at me, but now You suddenly became so fierce, if I didn't understand you well, I'm afraid I would be sad."
"So you don't like it anymore?" Duan cast a glance at her.
Ji Ting blinked, but didn't speak. Seeing her acquiescing, Xuduan suddenly became angry for no reason, but because the needle and thread in his hand were entangled together, he didn't bother to come over and teach her, so he could only lower his head while dismantling the needle and thread, and said bluntly: "Just Because my tone of voice has changed, if you don't like me, I'm afraid even if you form a spiritual contract, there won't be any good results, and I'm afraid you will torture each other to death in the end... "
Before he could finish speaking, she hugged her from behind. He, who had lost his body temperature, suddenly felt a soft warmth, and couldn't say anything at once.
"Did I say that I don't like you? You just made up a lot of things without saying anything. It seems that you have to form a spirit contract as soon as possible. Otherwise, with your awkward temper, I'm afraid you might misunderstand a few people." A hundred times." Ji Ting snorted softly.
Duan Duan's brows and eyes softened, and after a moment's pause, he looked down at her feet, and Ji Ting immediately stretched out her feet with shoes on: "Oh, I didn't come down barefoot."
"The climate in the Demon Realm is not as comfortable as that in the Heaven Realm. You are in a vain body now, so don't be careless." Duan Duan said with a straight face.
Ji Ting immediately nodded obediently: "Yes, yes, I will definitely be careful in the future, and I will never run around barefoot again. Don't worry, Your Highness the Demon King."
There was a slight arc on the corner of Duan Duan's lips, and it disappeared quickly. He was sitting there sewing clothes, while Ji Ting stood and hugged his neck, and his whole body was stuck on his back. Seeing that he ignored him, he immediately pressed down in trouble, putting his whole body weight on him on him.
Duan Duan was unmoved at all, and it seemed that there was no pressure to carry a super-large pendant on his back. Ji Ting made a fuss for a while without seeing him pay attention to him, and suddenly felt boring.
"Sit down and help me." Duan said slowly.
Ji Ting immediately got off his back, went to sit down in front of him, saw that the brocade, which was still a piece of cloth during the day, had gradually turned into a robe in his hands, and the workmanship was good at needlework , are stronger than what she did.
She suddenly felt a little sour: "I've been studying for several months, why is it not as good as you who just made these? Is it possible that people are really talented?"
"This is not the first time I have done it." Duan Duan replied without looking up.
Ji Ting was stunned for a moment, and his expression suddenly became sad: "It's all my fault, I shouldn't have raised you in Qinxue Garden, if it wasn't for this, no one would dare to torture you, causing you to make your own clothes... you You didn’t tell me when you went through all these hardships, probably because you didn’t trust me, also, I made such a big mistake, how could you trust me.”
The discontinuity was already a bit inexplicable when she said the first sentence, and it was even more speechless after listening to it. If her tone was not too sad, he would have planned to ignore these words: "I always say that I think too much, I think You're the one who thinks a lot."
"Huh?" Ji Ting looked at him in confusion.
He continued to stop what he was doing, and looked at her with a sullen face: "The people in the temple have been with you for at least a thousand years. You don't know which temperament, you think they will do things that are harsh on a child. ?”
... This is true, even if the master in the original text dislikes him very much, those people are at most just ignoring him, and no one goes out to bully him. Ji Ting frowned incomprehensibly: "But your basic necessities of life, I have clearly told you one by one, why do you still need to do your own sewing?"
"You really don't remember?" Duan was a little helpless.
Ji Ting thought about it carefully, and honestly shook his head.
Duduan glanced at her: "I don't know who loved that light yellow dress the most when he was in the mortal world. It was torn when he went out, and he cried for a long time..."
"I remember, but didn't you send that skirt to the tailor for repair? Could it be..." Ji Ting slowly opened his eyes wide.
Duan snorted softly: "The tailor shop thought this job was troublesome, and refused to accept it for more money. I repaired it for you after practicing with other fabrics for a period of time."
"...Why didn't you tell me before." Although it has been a long time, Ji Ting was still very moved when he heard the truth from his mouth.
After a moment of silence, he gave her a strange look: "What is there to say?"
Ji Ting wanted to refute him that this was something he did for her, of course it was worth mentioning, but after thinking about it, he did a lot for her, maybe he really felt that these were normal and shouldn't be used to claim credit Bar.
The more she thought about it, the more heartbroken she felt, and she couldn't help throwing herself into Xuduan's arms, and hurriedly moved away the hand holding the needle, frowning and reprimanding: "Why are you so reckless! What if I get stuck?!"
Ji Ting, who originally just wanted to get bored with him for a while, said, "... I am in front of you now, and I really don't have the slightest majesty of a master."
Duan Duan raised his face: "You are not my master, have you forgotten what I said before?"
"... You said at the time that you would never see me again, I didn't care, I was your master." Ji Tingshen, who had lived for tens of thousands of years, acted shamelessly without any scruples.
Xu Duan sneered: "Then you can choose, whether to be my woman or my master."
"...can't you do all of them?"
"No." Diu Duan was very cold, he didn't want to be oppressed by someone as a master after he got married.
Ji Ting sighed helplessly: "Then I can only choose the former, who made me like you."
Duan Duan looked at her expressionlessly, but the base of his ears gradually turned red. He took another needle and threaded it into a gold thread, tied the knot and handed it to her: "Come and help."
"What am I going to do?" Ji Ting became interested again.
Duan was silent for a moment: "Sew me a flower, a flower that only I can see."
Ji Ting immediately agreed, found the neckline and turned it over, and carefully began to embroider on the lining. A strand of hair fell on her forehead, which made her eyebrows more gentle, as if light was about to overflow from her eyes. Duan couldn't see her eyes, but he could imagine her beauty. He stared at the twist in her hair for a long time before continuing to sew the cuffs.
The two stayed up all night, and finally got a black robe that fit well, and a crooked little flower hidden in it closest to the heart.
Ji Ting is not very satisfied with his craftsmanship: "I'm still better at embroidering some patterns, this kind of thing is too difficult for me."
"It's okay, I feel fine." Duan carefully folded the clothes.
Ji heard that he liked it, so he didn't say anything, and after he put the clothes in the cabinet, he took him to rest, and whispered before going to bed: "The clothes are finished, can you marry me? "
"If I don't finish it, I'll marry too." Diane said calmly with his eyes closed.
Ji Ting smiled slightly, and his smile faded when he thought of something: "Then do you want to tell your relatives and friends?"
Duduan opened his eyes and looked sideways at her. Ji Ting hurriedly explained: "Of course, if you don't want Shanglu to come, then we won't invite him. These are not big things..."
"Yesterday, I asked someone to send invitations to him and Master Fallen Immortal." Duan interrupted her.
Ji Ting was stunned for a moment: "Really?"
"Go to sleep, if they are in a hurry, maybe they will come today." Dixuan closed his eyes again.
Ji Ting stared at his face for a long time, and whispered: "I don't want you to invite them here just to make me happy, as I said, I just want to make you happy, other people are not important. "
It's not unimportant, it's just not that important, especially the wedding of two people, she naturally hopes that Dudu can be happy.
The intermittent answer was to cover her mouth, frown and say: "I won't be unhappy, but if you bother me again, maybe I will really be unhappy."
"..."
Ji Ting calmed down, and soon fell asleep. He opened his eyes intermittently listening to her even breathing, and looked at her with tenderness in his eyes.
He had resentment towards Shang Lu before, but every time it was caused by Ji Ting and died because of Ji Ting, it seemed that he had lived for Ji Ting's eyes since he was born, and now Ji Ting has come to marry him Now that the spirit deed has reached the point, he naturally no longer needs to be jealous of Shanglu's position in her heart.
Without jealousy, there would be no resentment. He would still regard Shang Lu as a brother, and would still go through fire and water for Shang Lu, just like Shang Lu did to him. From now on, he will no longer be in fear every day, worrying that his position will be replaced.
Xu Duan was watching Ji Ting engrossed, and suddenly frowned, put a barrier on the bed to isolate the sound, and then got up and went out.
As soon as he left the door, several people from the Demon Palace were pushed and shoved in by the Fallen Immortal, followed by Shanglu who had been persuading him in a low voice, and immediately smiled awkwardly when he saw him.
He and Shang Lu looked at each other, frowned and walked forward: "What's wrong with Master Fallen Immortal?"
"What's the matter? I'm here to see you, what's the matter with this invitation?" The Fallen Immortal threw the invitation at him with beard and eyes, and the Demon Palace man immediately gasped.
Duan looked as usual: "Naturally, I invite you to drink the wedding wine."
"What kind of wedding wine! A few days ago, that demon said that you and Ji Ting were getting married, and Shang Lu said it was a joke. I didn't expect you to send the invitation here!" The fallen immortal became more and more annoyed, and couldn't help it. He glared at Shanglu for a while.
Dipsac also looked over, and Shang Lu had no choice but to shrug his shoulders, meaning that he had tried his best to drag the Fallen Immortal away from making trouble, and there was nothing he could do now.
Duan looked at Fallen Immortal: "What is Master Fallen Immortal going to do?"
"What are you doing? I don't agree with this marriage! You two are master and apprentice, it's fine if you fight a few times or live together as a partner, how can you really get married!" The Fallen Immortal said angrily.
Affection between master and apprentice is common in heaven, but none of them will actually get married, let alone Duan is not only Ji Ting's apprentice, but also his apprentice. Although he is now the master of the Demon Realm, and his master exists in name only, he is still his former apprentice after all! What's the matter with marrying another master, wouldn't this seniority be completely messed up? !
Duan looked at him indifferently: "This is a matter between me and Ji Ting, so I don't need Master Fallen Immortal to worry about it."
"Bah! You actually called Ji Ting by his first name, you really have no rules at all!" Fallen Immortal was furious.
Shang Lu hastily persuaded: "Master Fallen Immortal, don't be angry, it's not easy for Master and Diduan to go all the way, so Master Fallen Immortal should not break them up."
"I didn't plan to break them up, I just didn't want them to get married, you are all together, is there such a ceremony that is important?!" Fallen Immortal said and glared at Duan.
She looked at him calmly and said, "It's very important."
Fallen Immortal: "..."
Shanglu: "..."
Fallen Immortal took a deep breath: "What if I persist?"
"Then let's have a fight," Xu Duan remained calm, "It just happened to fulfill an old wish in an instant."
Shanglu: "...does it have to be so cruel?"
"Okay, you don't know the heights of the heavens and the earth, you really think that Ji Ting in the non-heyday period can't win you, and I can't win either? If you can really win me, I won't care about your affairs. I will officiate the marriage for you, if anyone dares to say a word of ridicule in the future, I will personally come to teach you."
Duan raised the corner of his lips: "It's a deal."
Shanglu: "..."
Fallen Immortal stared at Dianduan, turned around and walked towards the open space outside, Shanglu Dianduan followed, the courtyard suddenly became quiet, and Ji Ting, who was covered by the enchantment, slept very soundly, and he didn't notice it from the beginning to the end. Who had been here, what had been done, and when she woke up, Dixuan was already sitting beside her.
"Why is the corner of the mouth hurt?" Ji Ting saw the corner of his slightly green lips as soon as he opened his eyes, and frowned immediately.
Duan took her hand: "It's nothing, just a little injury, Master Fallen Immortal and Shanglu have come, and they are sitting in the main hall at the moment."
"Come here so soon?" Ji Ting was surprised for a moment, and hurriedly walked out with him.
The two of them reached the main hall all the way, and Ji Ting saw Shang Lu waiting at the door from a distance. After the two of them looked at each other, Shang Lu hurried forward, but after glancing at the break, he stopped abruptly. Nodded: "Master."
"How are you doing these days?" Ji Ting smiled, not feeling any embarrassment. She believed in the discontinuity, and if he said that he had no barriers against Shanglu, then there was no barrier, so there was no need to be too cautious.
Shang Lu nodded, and whispered a few words about the recent opportunity, Ji Ting was quite relieved: "Seeing that you are doing well, Master is relieved."
Shang Lu smiled, and then thought of something, his face was a little embarrassed: "Then what... Master Fallen Immortal seems to be a little angry, if you say something unpleasant later, don't be angry."
"What's wrong with him?" Ji Ting asked and walked into the hall, seeing the fallen fairy queen with a bruised nose and a swollen face, her eyes widened in shock, "Hey, is the venerable going to hunt wolves? How did it become like this..."
No, the continuum seems to be injured too? After hearing this, Ji looked at Xuduan knowingly, and Xuduan pursed his lips, indicating that it was what she thought.
Ji Ting was speechless: "Why did you fight?"
Shang Lu hurriedly stepped forward and told about the Fallen Immortal's objection to their marriage. Before Ji Ting could speak, he heard the Fallen Immortal yell: "He just expected that I couldn't beat him, so he deliberately provoked me. If you don't let me object to the marriage, it's actually taking revenge for thousands of years ago!"
"What kind of revenge?" Ji Ting was confused by them.
Fallen Immortal's six eyes stared: "What hatred? When you and I met for the first time, I fought you until you were injured. This kid has always held grudges!"
Thinking of just after the two of them finished fighting, they continued the sentence "I practice the exercises of Master Fallen Immortal every day, just to use your exercises to defeat you, so as to avenge the master when we first met." Make him vomit blood.
Ji Ting was stunned when he heard that, and couldn't help laughing when he looked at Dudu: "Why are you so narrow-minded."
It sounded like a complaint, but the voice was cloyingly sweet, and the fallen fairy's expression became weird, and Shang Lu couldn't bear it even more. After shaking for a while, he looked at the fallen fairy in agreement: "No wonder you don't let them get married, it seems that I have to do it too." Get used to it."
"Then get used to it as soon as possible." Duan Duan said, wrapping his arms around Ji Ting's shoulders.
Shanglu knew that they were in love now, but he still couldn't bear to see them like this, and covered his eyes to show that he didn't see. With a faint chuckle, most of the haze in his eyes dissipated. The Fallen Immortal looked at him like this, and sighed faintly in his heart.
Forget it, after all, it is the child who I have taught for thousands of years. If he lives well in the future, it doesn't matter whether he is married to the master or the ancestor. When this idea got into Fallen Immortal's mind, Duduan looked at him, and after a pause, he showed a sincere expression of gratitude, Fallen Immortal was stunned for a moment, and hummed to turn his face away.
After they had dinner together, Xu Duan arranged for Shang Lu and Fallen Immortal to stay, and the day of marriage came in a blink of an eye.
Due to the urgency of the preparations and the refusal to make ends meet, in the end he could barely meet his requirements by doing more things every day, which made the palace staff tired, and even Ji Ting and Shang Lu Fallen Immortal were not spared. Among them, Ji Ting was even more exhausted. When it came time to get married, he couldn't remember the process at all. He was in a daze until he was sitting on the marriage bed before he felt alive.
After a short rest, she took off the hijab on her head, and the female officer hurriedly advised: "God, His Highness the Demon King hasn't come yet."
"...don't care about him." Hearing this, Ji heard that he took off all the things on his head without hesitation, and untied the heavy clothes on his body layer by layer. In the end, only one underwear was left, and he finally fell down comfortably. bed.
The female officer hesitated to speak, but she didn't dare to talk about her again, so she had to cover her with the quilt and wait by the side.
The discontinuity came soon, and although there was some alcohol on his body, his eyes were still clear, as if he was not drunk. Just as the female officer was about to salute, she was silently dismissed by him, and in a blink of an eye there were only him and Ji Ting left in the room.
He sat by the bed and looked at the girl who was sleeping soundly, as if he had returned to the time when he got married in the mortal world. At that time, she was also tired for many days and fell asleep as soon as she entered the bridal chamber, and he was as reluctant to wake her up as he is now .
Thinking of the past, there was a trace of tenderness in Xuduan's eyes, and he felt that even if this scene lasted forever, he would not seem to be bored.
In the warm room, Ji Ting moved if she felt something, opened her eyes and broke into a pair of gentle eyes, she froze for a moment, tears welled up in her eyes.
... How long has it been since she saw his tenderness
"Go on to sleep, I won't bother you today." Diandu's voice was a little hoarse, with a unique intimacy.
Ji Ting chuckled and reached out to him. Duduan couldn't help laughing, took her hand and sat her up, Ji Ting took advantage of the situation and rested his forehead on his shoulder.
"I haven't formed a spirit contract yet, so I can't sleep." Ji Ting's voice was vague.
After a pause, he stretched out his hand to caress her black hair: "I'll only drink at the Jiaobei bar tonight, and we'll talk about the spirit deed another day."
"... You regretted it?" Ji Ting's eyes were clear for an instant, and he sat up straight and looked at him.
Duan Duan's throat was a little dry, and after a long time, he said shyly, "... I'm afraid you'll regret it one day." If she regrets it, this spirit deed may kill the two of them. He is not afraid of death, but he is afraid that Ji Ting will die .
"You still don't believe me, do you?" Ji Ting laughed.
Duan Duan looked at her face with admiration: "It's not that I don't believe you, it's just that I don't want to block your way out."
Ji Ting looked at him blankly, lay down for a while, and said with a cold face: "If you believe that I will love you forever, why don't you dare form a spiritual contract with me? Forget it, it's useless to talk, if you don't like it, That's all."
"Listen..."
"I'm going to sleep." After hearing this, Ji closed his eyes angrily.
Duan was silent for a long time, and finally lay down and hugged her from behind, resting his chin on her head without saying a word, and said after a long, long time: "If the spiritual contract is completed, you will be completely mine. "
Ji Ting immediately sat up and looked at him with bright eyes: "I can't wait for it."
He looked at her steadily, chuckled for a while, and held her hand to help her draw out the spiritual power bound in her meridians. Ji Ting frowned, but she didn't feel uncomfortable. Diandu had taken good care of her during this time, and her current body could already bear the spiritual power.
When her spiritual power overflowed her whole body, she held her head in his hands continuously, and pressed her forehead against it.
Ji Ting couldn't remember what happened afterwards, maybe she couldn't remember at all, because she forgot one very important thing: the process of forming a spirit contract is actually very similar to a divine friendship.
She has always been a mortal mind, and she was also a mortal body before. The two of them never thought that there is such an intimate way, so they indulged for a while... This caused Ji Ting to open his eyes the next day. It feels like I'm going to paralyze even my thoughts.
The moment she woke up, Diandu woke up, hugged her with a satisfied expression, and said quite energetically after a long time: "Thank you."
Ji Ting: "..." Oh.
"Thank you for loving me." Continued to say.
Ji Ting paused, turned his head with difficulty, and met his red eye sockets. She chuckled lightly, touching his forehead half complaining half affectionately: "I told you already, I only love you, idiot."
"...Love me all the time." Dudu continued.
Ji Ting chuckled: "There is a spiritual deed, are you still not at ease?"
Smiling intermittently, he took him into his arms. Ji Ting got tired of being in his arms for a while, then got up to pick out the clothes to wear today. He continued to watch her walking up and down the room, his eyes filled with satisfaction that he had never felt before.
In fact, they didn't really form a spiritual contract last night. The spiritual connection that Ji Ting felt at this moment was just because of the intimacy that was left after the divine friendship. As the guide, he still gave up on the last step of the spiritual deed last night. He firmly believed that he would love Ji Ting until he became a star in the sky, and also believed in Ji Ting's sincerity towards him at this moment.
But he still couldn't bear his beloved woman, his beloved master, to be tied to him for a lifetime because of a contract. It was enough for him to follow her.
Ji Ting was comparing the two clothes, when he turned his head and saw his sudden gaze, he was startled for a moment.
"Come here." Duan Duan smiled and stretched out his hands towards her.
If Ji Ting felt it, she pursed her lips and hugged him. The moment she hugged him, the surrounding palaces and worlds were shattered into fragments, and they flew up into the sky beside the two of them.
Ji Ting couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, but quietly withdrew from his arms, and sure enough, he met his clear eyes.
"You will remember me?" When Ji Ting asked this sentence, he always felt very familiar, as if he had asked it in the previous world.
Dips... No, to be precise, it was Shen Tuchuan. Shen Tuchuan nodded quietly, and suddenly paused when he was about to say something, and then his face became serious: "Next world, stay away from me."
Ji Ting was stunned for a moment, and just about to ask why, he disappeared in front of him, and in the blink of an eye, he also fell into the darkness.
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