Xuan Tu ran for two whole days. Shi Jiaojiao tried to get out countless times, but could not find the exit.
Fortunately, there was demonic energy in the blood pool outside the dormitory, so she wouldn't be hungry.
It's just boring to death. She has confirmed that Xuan Tu is Zhuo Wenshu's personality and no longer worries about him hurting the disciples of the Cangyuan Sect. However, she is worried that she will not be able to get the Blood Crow back, and the other disciples of the Cangyuan Sect will become less and less able the longer they delay. good.
Finally on the third day, when Shi Jiaojiao was outside trying to find an exit again, someone came here.
It was the leader who had summoned her earlier, leading a group of maids carrying a bunch of things. As soon as they entered the room, they walked towards her.
"Congratulations, Madam. Congratulations, Madam." The woman looked at Shi Jiaojiao with a strange expression, said auspicious words that were completely inconsistent with her expression, and began to order a group of maids to help Shi Jiaojiao change clothes.
When Shi Jiaojiao saw the black and red clothes, which were thick and complicated and even embroidered with patterns of monsters with teeth and claws, she basically guessed what they were doing. She didn't stop everyone's movements and raised her hands to facilitate them.
Just ask the leader, "Where is your Majesty?"
The leading woman paused and replied respectfully, "Of course I am preparing for my wedding to my wife."
Shi Jiaojiao asked again, "When is the wedding scheduled? It won't be tonight, right?!"
The woman glanced at Shi Jiaojiao, unable to hide her dissatisfaction, "The wedding is scheduled for the beginning of next month, and the entire cultivation world will be entertained at that time."
Shi Jiaojiao: "..." Just go to a church and get the blood crow. It looks like it's quite grand.
Shi Jiaojiao always had a bad premonition that Chaiguang might bring his disciples to kill him.
Putting on the set of wedding clothes, it didn't fit well and was too roomy. The leading woman said she wanted to sew it again, so she left with a group of maids. Shi Jiaojiao followed behind, trying to sneak out with them, but she couldn't. All the maids could come in and out, but she couldn't step into the black door filled with evil energy.
The leading woman turned to look at her with a cold look on her face and asked her to wait patiently. In fact, she was extremely jealous.
Everyone in the whole world is jealous of Shi Jiaojiao.
Who doesn’t want to be the Demon Lord’s wife? !
If the Demon Lord refused in the past, it would be fine if no one wanted it. Now that they are getting married, why not choose one from the Demon Realm, but choose one from the Cultivation Realm!
Isn’t it a witch? !
Seeing the black door disappear, Shi Jiaojiao turned back to the house helplessly, lay down on the bed and sighed.
In this state, there was really no way to go from heaven to earth. She was so anxious!
This went on for several days without anyone coming, and she felt as if she was in jail.
Shi Jiaojiao was so anxious that mushrooms would grow every day while squatting in a corner.
She didn't know that at this moment, the entire world of cultivation had been turned upside down. The fact that the Cangyuan Sect's Zhehua Immortal Lord was going to marry the Demon Lord of Evil had, as Xuan Tu expected, caused a sensation in the entire world of cultivation.
Shi Jiaojiao was too anxious, so she didn't worry anymore. She had to go out when she got married anyway, and Xuewu had to get it. There were so many disciples waiting for her.
So within a few days, Shi Jiaojiao began to become calm. Apart from absorbing some demonic energy from the blood pool to satisfy her hunger, she slept on Xuantu's big bed all day long.
But that night, when Shi Jiaojiao was in a daze, she noticed that there seemed to be someone in the house.
She opened her eyes and saw Xuan Tu standing not far from the bed looking at her.
She sat up slowly and stretched out her hand towards Xuan Tu. Her voice was soft because she was half asleep.
"Come here..."
Xuan Tu didn't move, and Shi Jiaojiao hooked her little hand again.
After a while, Xuan Tu finally moved. He stood beside the bed, looked down at Shi Jiaojiao, moved his lips, and said coldly, "I have sent out the invitations, and now the entire cultivation world knows that you are going to be with her. I'm getting married." You've already ruined it.
"Where are the disciples I sent?" Shi Jiaojiao looked up at him, "You promised to send them away."
Xuan Tu pursed his lips and said, "I have let them go. After Xuewu gets married to me, I will naturally send someone to offer them to the Cangyuan Sect."
"Of course, not only Xuewu, I have also prepared many rare and rare treasures that cultivators can only ask for as your betrothal gift. I will send them to you when the time comes."
When Shi Jiaojiao heard that the disciples had let go, she felt relieved. Sure enough, no matter how they changed, the nature of their little enemies would never change.
Shi Jiaojiao rolled around on the bed, went to the bed and grabbed Xuan Tu's hand, "Come up."
Xuan Tu was pulled forward by her, and he frowned stiffly, fearing that Shi Jiaojiao hadn't reacted yet, so he said again, "We will get married in Wuri, and I'll have a banquet for the entire cultivation world."
The invitations not only contained congratulatory messages, but also contained shady and secret threats from each sect, making them fearful and forced to come.
Xuan Tu's implication is that things are irreversible.
Shi Jiaojiao didn't care whether she could save it or not. She stretched out her hand and hooked Xuan Tu's neck, hanging herself half on him.
"Come up, I'll hold you for a while..."
Xuan Tu froze and refused to bend. He supported the bed with both hands, but did not push Shi Jiaojiao away. He just frowned and looked at her in confusion.
He still didn't believe that Shi Jiaojiao didn't care at all. He just took it temporarily at first, but the more Shi Jiaojiao didn't care, the more he wanted to compete and see if what she said could really be done. , is it true that she cultivates demons and immortals in her heart, regardless of high or low
That's why he finally got to this point.
Seeing that Xuantu looked like a piece of wood, Shi Jiaojiao couldn't help but be happy, "What are you doing? No... Lord Demon Lord, we are about to get married, why don't you allow me to hug you?"
Shi Jiaojiao smiled, "You don't want to be a fake couple with me, do you? Is it possible..." Shi Jiaojiao glanced at him, "What are you hiding?"
Xuan Tu: "...fart!"
This trick to excite men is really tried and true.
Shi Jiaojiao successfully hugged Xuantu, but he was lying on a telegraph pole that had been knocked down, awkward and stiff.
Fortunately, Shi Jiaojiao didn't care. She closed her eyes and hugged him from behind. There was nothing messy in her heart at this moment.
After coming to this world for so long, she couldn't figure out what was going on in this world. Was it the little enemy who did the splits himself or accidentally.
She couldn't figure it out, she was too tired and couldn't think of anything else.
She just needs to confirm that the person in front of her is her little enemy. Whether it is a part or the whole, he is her little enemy. This is the last world, and she really doesn't want to waste any time.
She was buried behind Xuan Tu, her breath spraying warmly on his back. He didn't dare to move his body, but his heart was turned upside down, and he didn't even know what he was thinking.
"Don't leave tonight." Shi Jiaojiao hugged her tighter and put her legs on Xuan Tu's waist.
Xuan Tu: "...!"
"Why are you nervous?" Shi Jiaojiao smiled, clucking like a hen laying eggs, "If it's not good, just sleep. Where have you been sleeping these days?"
Xuan Tu said nothing.
I don’t know what to say and I don’t want to say it.
He hasn't slept these days. Not only these days, he rarely sleeps, and always has nightmares.
Shi Jiaojiao didn't speak anymore, and her breathing quickly calmed down.
Xuan Tu originally thought of going to the abyss to practice martial arts, but he didn't know why he didn't move. Shi Jiaojiao's warm breath spread out in circles on his back, spraying through his clothes, through his skin and flesh, and reaching his internal organs.
He actually fell asleep, feeling dazed, his mind went blank, he only looked at the faint red candles on the remaining half of the table, and soon lost consciousness.
He fell asleep.
When they woke up the next day, the two of them still woke up with their hair and even limbs entangled.
Xuan Tu was stunned for a while, then sat up and looked sideways at Shi Jiaojiao, who was still sleeping soundly. He couldn't tell how he felt.
After that night, Xuantu would come for several days. Sometimes Shi Jiaojiao was awake, and sometimes Shi Jiaojiao was asleep. But even if she fell asleep, Xuantu would be hugged quickly no matter how carefully she climbed into bed.
He would initially struggle to remove her arms and legs.
Later, he would gently put his hand on hers while she was sleeping.
Later, when she was in the deepest sleep, she would turn around and faintly trace her eyebrows with her fingers.
Until the eve of the wedding, Xuan Tu came back very late, covered in blood. He had been killing monsters under the abyss for a whole day, but he still couldn't calm down his messy mood.
He regretted it.
She is really willing to sacrifice herself for the disciples of the sect, and she is not a witch who practices evil arts. She has an aura of purity and integrity all over her body, and her hug can calm his soul that has been violent for many years. Such a good person, but he is... He was ruined.
This was the first time Xuan Tu regretted it in these years, but it was too late.
The invitations have been sent out and everyone knows that she will be his wife.
Xuan Tu had cleaned his blood, and Shi Jiaojiao was sleeping soundly. He walked to the bed, used his energy to shake off the moisture on his body, and slowly climbed onto the bed.
Shi Jiaojiao turned around within a moment, faced him and hugged him.
Xuan Tu closed his eyes, shaking a little.
He grabbed the quilt, raised his other hand, rubbed it from Shi Jiaojiao's chin, and landed on her lips.
It was soft and warm under his thumb, and he could still recall the touch of it on his face that day.
Xuan Tu never knew what love was, but when he caught a glimpse of it, everything turned upside down.
He breathed erratically, closed his eyes, and without hesitation, hooked his arm around Shi Jiaojiao's unsuspecting neck and kissed her.
Just as he imagined it would feel.
The author has something to say: Shi Jiaojiao: You may not believe it, but I dreamed that I turned into a pig's trotter and was chewed over and over.
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Let's do this for today, I'm so tired... I'll correct the typos again tomorrow, and kneel down during the day tomorrow.