After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée

"I want to change clothes first."

Zheng Wan raised his beautiful stubborn chin and pointed at the wall, "You turn your head."

She doesn't want to go shopping in a torn dress.

Cui Wang glanced at her, and turned his head against the wall in the woman's self-thinking fierce but hazy eyes.

Cui Wang closed his eyes with the rusty rubbing sound of the ambiguous clothes behind him.

From time to time, Zheng Yu raised his eyelids to look at him vigilantly:

"Don't watch it."

"...Oh, don't watch."

Cui Wang replied slowly, "It's not that I haven't seen it."

"Cui Wang!"

Zheng Wan stomped his feet.

Cui Wang bent his eyes and gave a gentle "en" from the tip of his nose.

"You still said!"

"Look, you not only tore my skirt, but also tore it..."

The rope in her pocket.

Cui Wang really looked back, Zheng Wan hugged his arms, annoyed:

"Cui Wang!"

She stood there, shivering like a pure white pigeon, her skin was illuminated by the sky above the dark alley, as crystal clear as jade, Cui Wang was dumbfounded, her eyes from her bulging chest to slender and white Legs, and...

"Don't turn your head yet?!"

Zheng Wan stared at him, his cheeks flushed like fire.

"……Oh."

Cui Wang turned his head silently again.

"Don't move, don't turn your head no matter what happens, do you hear it!"

"Yep."

Zheng Wan changed his pockets, middle clothes, and skirts from the storage bracelet one by one, smoothed the skirt, fastened the belt, and then looked at Cui Wang standing upright, and he was extraordinarily dignified. The back of Junxiu's head, out of anger, he picked up the stone on the ground and threw it over——

The stone flew over quickly with the vitality of the cultivator of the microcosmic realm.

Cui Wang remained motionless.

Seeing that the stone was about to touch the back of her favorite head, Zheng Yu didn't think much, and a "blue sky flash" probe grabbed the stone.

"Are you Awan, don't you know Shan's?"

Cui Wang turned around and looked at her dark eyes with a trace of grievance:

"You just said that no matter what happens, don't move."

"..."

Zheng Yu closed his mouth all at once.

Cui Wang looked at her:

"You wore the clothes in the rattan box."

The mortal realm's celestial fairy skirt with twelve pleated veils, Cui Wang still remembers, is made of a thousand-year-old silk that he found in an ice cave in his early years. It is as thin as a cicada's wing and can stop a monk without a dream. .

"Yes, what's the matter?"

Zheng Yu said fiercely, "The one who gave me it is mine."

"Besides, you also messed up my hair."

She curled her lips in anger, and called the rake mirror to take a photo.

The woman in the mirror is dyed with peach blossoms, her eyes are full of spring water, and her **** are in chaos, and she can tell what's going on at a glance.

"This widow bun is very difficult to comb. My mother-in-law helped me comb it. You—"

"--I come."

Cui Wang stretched his hand on the storage ring, and a white jade comb of mutton appeared in his hand. The small jade comb made his fingers slender like jade, with distinct joints.

He scattered her hair bun casually, after thinking for a while, he really painted a gourd and combed her hair out exactly the same way.

Even the crooked arc is not bad.

Zheng Wan looked at the rake mirror left and right, and suddenly opened his eyes and smiled:

"Cui Wang, if you are here in the future, I don't need to buy another combing lady."

When the word "later" came out, both of them were taken aback.

The corner of Cui Wang's mouth was bent suddenly, and he stretched out his hand:

"Go, take you to buy clothes."

He was born very well, and when he smiled at this time, it seemed to be blooming, and the light suddenly hit Zheng Wan's heart, gently, itchy, and at the same time violent, it was fascinating.

"In ancient times, there was a smile that poured into the city, and then smiled into the country, and I would rather not know the city and the country..."

Zheng Wan blinked, "Cui Wang, for the safety of others, you will only be allowed to laugh in front of me in the future. If you want to do harm, you can only do harm to me."

When Cui Wang heard it, he finally laughed.

He seldom laughed, let alone at this time, the laughter was as loud as a teenager, blowing straight across the trees in the dark alley, passing the wind on the side of the road, and spreading far away.

Zheng Wan was dumbfounded.

She clutched her heart pounding and pounding, thinking: Oops, this beautiful male planning committee is really easy to use.

Although Qing Guo Qingcheng didn't know it, but he poured people into it, so that people don't even know it.

"Reach out."

Zheng Wan handed it over, and Cui Wang opened her big hand and held her soft white hand together, leading her to the West Market.

The two have never been shopping in the city so intimately. The last memory can be traced back to the lamp market more than three years ago. With a veil on, the two walked side by side in the lamp market bright as day. At this time, holding hands in the blue sky, white sun, and Langlang Qiankun——

This feeling is very novel.

It's like hiding in the ground, something that has never been said to be broken, but is hidden, moved to the sun and exposed to the sun, giving off a fluffy and soft fragrance.

Even looking at each other with a smile, there is a sweet, sour, and endless aftertaste.

The city of Fengwu is big and big, and small is also small.

There is a Yuqing Gate and a Guixu Gate above. Except for ordinary people, a few casual cultivators, and other monks, most of them are from Yuqing Gate and Guixu Gate.

These two factions of monks are also very easy to recognize.

It must be Yuqingmen who is exquisitely dressed and has a dignified appearance.

The Guixu monks are probably poor, and most of them wear the Guixu Taoist gowns when they go out. Both men and women walk the world in a single bun, and they speak carelessly, revealing a sense of vigor and resoluteness——

These two temperaments are very different, and they can be distinguished from a distance.

"Big Brother, Second Sister, look..."

A little child in a purple robe pointed to the front, "Is that a little sister?"

Qingshuang squinted her eyes:

"A bit like."

"I heard that the little junior sister came back and talked to the teacher in the room with the master yesterday."

The second elder sister smiled softly.

"Why does the person next to Junior Sister look familiar from the back?"

The Fourth Sister turned her head, "Second Sister, don't you see?"

The second senior sister naturally knew who was wearing the white Hongguang Taoist robe.

"Okay, let's change place," she turned around with this junior girl who always likes to pick things. "Little junior girl is so good, there is a lover outside, it's not uncommon."

Qing Shuang smiled and said:

"Yes, too."

The Fourth Senior Sister was skeptical and looked back half-side, and that glance immediately overlapped the figure of the white-robed man with a figure in the memory.

She turned around in a hurry:

"No, no, there is something tricky."

"Am I wrong? Little Junior Sister is with Liwei Daojun?" She kept pushing the second elder sister, "That's Liwei Daojun! Langya ranked first in the Miao Dharma Realm, and Guixu Menxiu's ruthless Liwei Daoist!"

The second elder sister was shaken by her:

"Senior Sister, don't be excited, Sister Sister was fainted by you."

"It's impossible! No, I have to go and see."

After the Fourth Junior Sister finished speaking, people rushed past like an arrow from the string.

"Junior sister! Warm—"

The second elder sister and Qingshuang looked at each other helplessly, and at the same time lifted the skirt and ran after them.

And this phenomenon also occurred among the Guixu Sect disciples at the same time.

"That's... Let's leave the teacher uncle?"

"It's impossible! How could it be Liwei Shishu?! Shishu is not the frivolous person who will wait and see others in the public. Shishu cultivates the ruthless Dao, uses the ruthless sword, or occasionally It’s not like that when I am confused by the messy flowers!"

Among the Guixu disciples, nine out of ten are surrounded by Cui Wang.

"But in the Canglan newspaper, doesn't it also record the love affairs between the Taoist monarch and the female cultivator of the Yuqing Sect? It's not the same, but also..."

The man choked back in the middle of his words, "It must not be true, but a fake with a similar back view!"

"What's more, do you believe in Canglan News? Last time it said that we have a crush on Dao Monarch Changwu! Where does Dao Monarch Tianhe have a crush on other people with his hammer head?"

"But the new disciples who came back to the Xiyu camp last time said that Master Shu Liwei has a lot of friendship with that Yuqing Sect True Monarch, and they are all going to see her fighting skills!"

"Then I ask you, what kind of temper is Daojun?!"

"Is it cold...a piece of stone?"

"It's extremely. In recent years, the young disciples of Guixumen have sent Qiubo openly and secretly, and there are even people who squatted in front of Shishu's cave for a month, just to say a few words, but they all received only one cold eye. In addition to the black iron, when will Shishu Liwei wear clothes other than the robes of Guixu?"

"Yes, it can't be."

As he was talking, the long-and-south man in front stretched out his hand to trim the wind-blown skirt for the woman next to him, and he gave a startling glimpse of his side face—

"Uncle Liwei!"

"Uncle Liwei!"

The two looked at each other and raised their pace at the same time: "Go! Go and see!"

Zheng Wanze and Cui Wang have already strolled to the clothes shop.

Xiao Er in the shop saw the two coming from a distance, not to mention the appearance, the breath of the sea on his body made people feel indifferent, and he was busy greeting him:

"The two predecessors have missed far to meet, and some lost far to welcome."

"Are there any newer styles of women's clothes in the shop recently?"

Zheng Wan asked familiarly.

"Coincidentally, there are just a few ice shark skirts made of thousand-year-old shark gauze. If you are interested, seniors can take a look inside."

The shark yarn is naturally not the legendary shark skin, but it is also extremely rare. It is made of silk extracted from the body of the shark mountain cluster in Xuancanghai. It is extremely rare for the thousand-year-old shark mountain cluster. These dresses are just a piece of fabric. I need hundreds of upper-level primordial stones——

Zheng Wan subconsciously wanted to refuse, but listened to Cui Wang said:

"lead the way."

"..."

too expensive.

She scratched Cui Wang's hand, but he insisted on pulling closer to the shop. The shopkeeper went to ask the shopkeeper to ask him to take out the ice shark skirt, but outside the clothes shop, a group of people sneakily approached.

Guixu Gate and Yuqing Gate looked at each other with disgust, and hummed in unison.

This short halfway is enough for both sides to see clearly who the pair of people holding hands sweetly in front is.

Guixumen took the lead in attacking:

"Shameless! To seduce our uncle Liwei!"

Uncle Liwei, but they belong to the gods in the hearts of the disciples of the ruins.

After Yuqingmen is not weak:

"The flies don't stare at the seamless egg. You can be with whomever you want to be good with, you can control it!"

"It must, must be your Yuqing Sect Envoy's Flyying Gougou method, that confuses our uncle Liwei!"

"I see, why can't I eat grapes in it and say grapes are sour? How can you be fooled by ghost tricks? How can you be fooled by the tricks of ghosts? Isn't it better than you crooked melons?"

"you--"

"Fine! Let's not quarrel with you! Come out and you'll be clear."

They are like a stick of incense.

No one thought that Xuan Cangjie's famous Qing Leng Jian Xiu would actually accompany a female Xiu to try on clothes for a time of incense.

When they saw the two walking out the door, the white-clothed Jianxiu naturally took the hands of the people beside him, the disciple Guixu couldn't help but screamed:

"Uncle Liwei!"

Only then did Cui Wang turn his head to see that the ripples in his dark pupils, falling on the disciple, leaving nothing but quietness and coldness:

"You have followed Ben Jun all the way, but you have something to inquire?"

The bolder disciple with the sword struck his neck and asked:

"Is it true that Uncle Master is really obsessed with ghosts, wanting to stay and fly with this Yuqing Sect True Monarch?"

Zheng Wan raised his head and looked at Cui Wang curiously, planning to see how he would answer.

"What to do with you?"

"Uncle Master really wants to ignore the path ahead and rebuild?"

"The place of the heart, the place of the Tao."

Cui Wang looked at the big geese flying by hula la, and the tip of his nose smelled the scent of Chiba Begonia not far away. He seldom curled his lips. In countless stunning eyes, he took Zheng Yu's hand and walked away. .

Just leave one sentence:

"I Guixu Sect and Yuqing Sect are in the same spirit, respectable and not contemptible, but heavy and not light."

Senior Brother Qingshuang: "The Taoist Lord is very righteous."

Second Sister: "It's just because of the face of the younger sister."

It was a long time before the fourth sister gave a long "wow", covering her cheeks and said:

"Daojun really deserves to be the Kui Lang who everyone wants to spend the night at my Yuqing Sect! Good life, good life makes people's heart moving."

The second elder sister and elder brother turned their heads at the same time:

"Sister Si, let's go."

"...Oh, just come."

Senior Sister Si stomped her feet and followed.

On the other hand, Zheng Wan was dragged by him and walked to the end of the street. Not far away was Yuzhen Tower.

"I'll get something to the white shopkeeper," she looked at him with her squishy eyes, "are you going?"

Cui Wang patted her head:

"I have something else, I will come to you later."

"Oh." Zheng Yu nodded, raised his foot to Yuzhen Building, walked a few steps and turned back, "Cui Wang--"

"Yep?"

Cui Wang didn't leave, and stood quietly watching her.

Zheng Wan couldn't say anything for a while.

She only felt that a piece of gold bricks began to hit her soul lake, which had grown so much larger, and every piece of gold brick hit the lake's heart, smashing a word, smashing her eyes out of gold stars. Zheng Wan took a deep breath and looked at the glittering words through the pain:

"day"

"month"

"inverse"

"turn"

"Absolutely"

"By"

"steal"

"day"

"!"

...What does this mean?

Zheng Yu subconsciously clenched his fists, "The sun and the moon are reversed, the delusion steals the sky--", is this a warning to her, keeping her away from the ruthless Taoist master in the future, or a warning to her?

No, it's not right, the deceiver steals heaven——

It can't be talking about her, let alone Cui Wang, who is that stealing the sky, and how... stealing the sky?

The sun and the moon reverse, if there is a day...

Zheng Wan only thought of a big day fairy mansion.

"Smiling?"

"Oh it's all right."

Zheng Wan raised his spirits, waved his hand halfway, and didn't know what he was thinking of, another blue sky flashed and flashed to Cui Wang's side.

In his surprised eyes, he wrapped his waist tightly, as if to draw strength from him.

After holding for a while, he pushed him away disgustingly:

"The waist is really hard, knocking people."

Cui Wang: "..."

He leaned down and said something in her ear, causing Zheng Wan to anger, his pale face suddenly resembling a red apple:

"Cui Wang, you don't know how to be ashamed!"