February 14, afternoon. ☆ Tomato ○ Novel Network sw. com
Italy, somewhere outside Tuscany.
Feng Bujue, dressed in a suit, was standing at the door of a small church, looking in the direction of the parking lot lazily, waiting for the guests who hadn't entered yet.
Ruoyu, who was wearing an off-the-shoulder bridesmaid dress, was standing beside him. Although her standing posture was dignified, her makeup and figure were fine, but her face...had that "killer expression".
Because the wedding is about to begin, the bride and groom are making final preparations, and there are not many guests who have not yet entered the venue, so the work of welcoming guests is completed by the two best man and bridesmaids.
"I said... are you angry?" Anyway, there was no one passing by here at the moment, so Brother Jue simply leaned his back against the wall and turned to chat with Ruoyu.
"No." Ruoyu said so, but her expression didn't change.
"Then why do you put on such a scary expression?" Brother Jue said again.
"Hiss..." Ruoyu sniffed his nose immediately, and replied with one word, "Cold..."
This answer is very convincing, Feng Bujue slapped himself on the forehead, thinking why didn't I think of it.
"How about... I hug you?" Brother Jue asked after thinking about it.
"Huh?" Ruoyu gave him a sideways look, which seemed to say "unexplainable".
"I really want to put on the coat for you, but the ceremony will start at any time, I have to be ready, right?" Feng Bujue explained immediately.
"When you went to the wedding banquet, did you see the best man and bridesmaid hugging each other and standing at the door to greet the guests?" Ruoyu continued.
"That's not true." Feng Bujue said, "But I know that there are often best man and bridesmaids who sneak away to places where no one is around before the wedding is over..."
Before he finished speaking, a strong arm suddenly hooked his shoulder.
The man who suddenly appeared behind Brother Jue looked to be in his twenties with long black hair; at least before he spoke, he exuded a mysterious handsome man with long hair and shawls.
"Little ghost... why do you want to take my lovely granddaughter to a place where no one is around?" Shui Yungu stared at Brother Jue's eyes at a distance that was close to close, with a murderous tone and a kind smile , I asked Brother Jue such a question.
"Uh..." Feng Bujue's teasing words were interrupted by an elder just in the middle of his words, which was really a bit embarrassing, "Grand... Grandpa, why did you come out?"
"Who is your grandfather?" Shui Yungu, whose personality hasn't changed much since he was a teenager, is not as calm as Master Cat, and it would be more appropriate to say that he is like a bear child, "Are you from my family?" ?”
"Well..." Brother Jue said, "But I don't seem to be very respectful when I call you by your first name."
"Hehe...you can call me by my title." Shui Yun said alone.
"Then what is your title?" Feng Bujue continued.
"It's easy to say..." Shui Yungu's smile became more and more kind, "The king of hell, I'm the king of hell..."
He is not just talking nonsense. Since he was fifteen years old, Shui Yungu has been one of the "Ten Temples of Hades" in the world of ghost hunters. The current heir and user of "Excalibur"; its current strength... Gu Chen also mentioned that it is one of the ten strongest spiritual power users in the world.
"Uh... Yan... Grandpa..." Brother Jue was under a lot of pressure, and even he couldn't help but be confused at the moment, "I think you misunderstood my words, I was just joking..."
"Okay, you don't need to explain." Shui Yungu said, and raised his other hand, "Today, I will use the Tathagata palm..."
Before he finished speaking, someone interrupted...
"What kind of plane..."
"What are you doing..."
"God your size..."
"Papa!"
It was two people who interrupted him, one was Gu Chen, and the other was Xiao Tan's grandfather who looked younger than Xiao Tan himself.
The two of them held up Shui Yungu from behind with one hand and one hand, and dragged him away while talking.
"What are you doing! Let me go! I don't care! I want to slap him to death!"
Just like that, Lord Yan Luo was dragged back to the church crying like a child.
The elders in the family are so speechless, Ruoyu can only hold his forehead and shake his head, looking speechless.
"Your ancestors, the cultivators, claimed to eliminate demons, defend the Tao, and protect the peace of mankind... But let me actually see... Why do you all look like characters who kill people without blinking an eye?" Feng Bujuexu looked at the three people who were leaving. After they had gone far, they spoke in a sarcasm tone.
"It's okay, they have their own measure, basically just talk..." Ruoyu continued, "Don't talk about it, don't you think my dad is still alive."
"Co-authoring my father-in-law was considered a narrow escape back then?" Jue Ge said in surprise.
"Ah... It is indeed a narrow escape..." Ruoyu curled her lips when she said this, "What is your father-in-law? Have you reached that point?"
"That's right..." Feng Bujue nodded, "It seems that he hasn't arrived..." He paused for half a second, and then said, "Then why don't you follow me and take two more steps?"
"How do you go?" Ruoyu's strength is not weak now, "follow you quietly to a place where no one is around, right?"
"Hmm... are you young people so unrestrained?" Suddenly, a slightly old voice interrupted their conversation.
Feng Li and the two were also talking, they were only interested in flirting, but they forgot the purpose of standing here, when they heard the voice and turned around, they found a white-haired old man standing in front of them .
The old gentleman who started teasing them was a foreigner, and he looked like a typical German in appearance. However, he spoke Chinese very fluently without any accent.
"Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't see you just now." After all, Feng Bujue's cheeks were thick. After being overheard the conversation just now, Ruoyu blushed and lowered his head, but Brother Jue still leaned forward, his face was unimpressed. He changed his face and said to the old man, "Hi, thank you for coming from afar, please go this way..."
"Yeah." Hearing this, the old man smiled, and put his hand on Feng Bujue's shoulder, "Boy... you are Feng Bujue, right?"
"Oh? You know me?" Feng Bujue responded.
"I heard that Lao Wang and Lao Gu talked about you." The mandarin spoken by the old man is really authentic, which is basically the feeling of a Chinese old man, "Haha... not bad, young and promising." Unconscious shoulders, "It's just... your level of shamelessness is still lower than that of Lao Wang and Lao Gu when they were young. It's hard for you to catch up with girls... You have to work harder."
The old man said this in Brother Jue's ear earnestly, and then walked into the church, leaving Brother Jue with a confused face, and said to himself: "I actually lost in the aspect of thick skin." Three points? What kind of virtue did those two guys have back then? Shameless? Are they human?"