At the same time, he whispered again: "Within three days, you are not allowed to step out of the City Lord's Mansion, otherwise, it will cause turmoil in Guiyuan City!" After that, he closed his eyes again and ignored it.
"Three days?" She murmured, her eyes rolled, and she immediately understood his words. She was afraid that what happened at the wedding had not yet been spread.
But, it was such a shock at the time, how did they cover it up
He turned around and looked at the old men with burning eyes. Each of them had a purple light curtain on his body. And this purple light curtain was radiating from their bodies, and then covered the entire Guiyuan City.
At the same time, it seemed that purple air was injected into the crowd in and outside the hall from time to time, and their faces and eyes looked even more dull in this purple air.
"Are we going to change their memories?" He was moved, but when he thought about the origins of this group of people, he was afraid that they were all people who followed the Lord of Guiyuan City from another world, so he felt relieved.
"It's only three days, it's just a blink of an eye!"
With a thought, he found a corner and sat cross-legged.
"Now I have reached the peak of the initial stage of Wandering Corpse. If I want to go further, I must go to the Yinling Spring."
He sat cross-legged on the ground, with black mist swirling around him. It was the Taiyin Sutra that began to operate on its own. Inside his body, the cyclone was spinning rapidly. The magic power in his body had reached a critical point. With a little bit of qi, he could break through on the spot.
However, he had been suppressing the desire to break through to the extreme, and all of a sudden, the black mist shrank back into his body. He sat on the ground, unable to practice or speak, and seemed a little bored for a moment.
So he sank into consciousness and practiced his own boxing style - Divine Fist Ao Jiu Tian - over and over in his mind.
"The foundation of my fist comes from the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. The meaning of subduing the dragon represents supreme dominance. Therefore, my fist must contain dominance."
He was very fortunate about this, as he was able to create his own boxing style, thanks to his identity as an archaeologist.
Once, he discovered this secret book in an ancient tomb. He didn't pay much attention to it at first. He just glanced at it quickly and forgot about it.
And at this moment, after he turned into a zombie, somehow, it seemed that his comprehension and memory had improved a lot, and he recalled all the classics or secret books he had read before.
Especially for the secret books that can help oneself, such as the Vajra Palm or the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
As he entered a deeper state of meditation, time passed quickly. When he opened his eyes again, the scene in front of him changed again.
The people in the hall woke up one after another, their eyes were a little hazy, as if they had forgotten something.
After a long time, when they all woke up, they found that the Lord of Guiyuan City, Feng Qingyang and others were slowly entering the back of the hall.
An old man was heard saying, "Thank you for coming from afar to attend the wedding of the prince consort and the princess. The city lord has already held a banquet today..." He spoke for a long time and finally made those who were confused understand.
They shook their heads and bowed in return, feeling as if something had happened, but they just couldn't remember what it was.
The only memory in my mind is the moment when Feng Qingyang and Qian Duoduo got married, and then to the present.
Then, all the maids stepped forward and guided the people who came to attend the wedding to the banquet area at the back. Little did they know that their every move was being monitored by the old man hiding in the dark. If they showed any abnormality, they would surely end up dead.
Feng Qingyang had already changed out of his wedding gown and was sitting alone at the head of the bed in the bridal chamber that had been prepared for them.
As the saying goes, seeing something reminds you of a person. At this moment, Qian Duoduo’s delicate little face immediately appeared in his mind.
Every frown and smile, an angry pout, and - the helplessness and affection she showed when she left.
Bang!
He clenched his fists tightly, with veins popping out on them, which was enough to show how complicated and angry he was at the moment.
He flipped his hand, the ring flashed, and the Fire Cloud Whip inside suddenly appeared. He held it tightly in his hand, his eyes gradually turning red.
"I will give it to you personally!" He murmured, placed the Fire Cloud Whip on the bedside, and stood up from the bed.
Walking to the dressing table not far from the bedside, he saw rouge and powder of all sizes on it, and an exquisite bronze mirror standing there, reflecting his pale and handsome face.
I walked forward and gently picked up some small boxes on the dressing table, feeling the residual warmth on them, as if their owner was still dressing them up carefully just a second ago.
He looked at the bronze mirror, and saw Qian Duoduo's face in it.
"Duoduo..."
He murmured and reached out to touch the face in the bronze mirror.
Clang, the hand reached out and turned it over in an instant. Suddenly, a crisp sound was heard in the quiet new house.
He came to his senses and shook his head, feeling extremely upset. He looked down at the dressing table and saw a piece of paper under the rouge box. The paper was folded into an exquisite heart shape.
With an idea in his mind, he took it out from under the rouge box, and saw a few beautiful small characters... Duoduo, Qingyang, and a smiling face on it.
I slowly opened it and saw that it was filled with lines of small words, and there seemed to be some tear marks on it.
He read every word, and suddenly, his eyes became moist. He turned his head and looked out the window. His gaze seemed to penetrate the endless sky. He knew that above the sky, there was a woman who was looking at him affectionately.
"Brother Qingyang, our wedding was originally planned. When you see this message, it means that we have separated, but I am still very happy. Being able to hold hands with you in the wedding is the greatest happiness in my life."
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"I will wait for you, always!"
Every word and sentence was filled with deep affection, which made Feng Qingyang's heart tremble. He had never thought that this girl would love him so deeply.
Then, it recorded every detail of their acquaintance, from the very first contact...
"That night... you saved me from a difficult situation, but you didn't take advantage of me..."
"I can understand the pain in your heart. Looking at you, my heart aches. I want to be with you, to face the darkness in your heart together..."
"When I asked you if you were here to participate in the marriage proposal, I got your affirmative answer. At that time, I felt like it was the happiest moment of my life..."
"Duoduo..."
Feng Qingyang's eyes were moist and his hands were shaking. Qian Duoduo did not record it on the jade slip, but instead recorded her feelings deeply on this small piece of paper.
He trembled as he put the note into his storage ring. Looking at the endless sky, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.
"Wang family..."