How did the promised redemption villain become marriage first and love later?

make him stop crying?

This is something new.

The few people who originally thought they were going to fight suddenly lost interest.

"The first few have come over, but I don't want to do it when it's my turn." The mourning father-in-law cried even louder, "My life is too miserable, and no one even does the test questions."

The water vapor in the room filled up again, Shen Xitang tugged at Fairy Xunling's sleeve, "Your lord, did you also look like this before?"

It feels like there is a happy hole in his mind, no matter what other people do, they will be swallowed by this hole, and then turn into tears and flow out.

"When I came to the sect, he was already the venerable here, so I really don't know much about him in the sect," Fairy Xun Ling looked a little headache, "But I heard from senior Said that although he is very talented, if there is any competition in the sect, he will basically finish it crying."

Shen Xitang carefully looked at the sad father-in-law, and found that although he was crying, the muscles on his arms were very tight.

Well, how should I say it?

It's hard to imagine a strong man punching while crying while fighting.

"I'll try first." Nie Tian stood up, "After all, when Ling Fenglu was in a bad mood, I was the one who made her happy."

Although she spoke calmly, Shen Xitang still felt that she was trying to force a smile.

After all, Ling Fenglu has already subdued the law, but the days they experienced together are not fake.

Even if they made a mistake... they are still people who lived together.

However, Ling Fenglu is definitely not the style of crying and crying. It must be really coaxed, but there are still many differences.

"Sorrowful father-in-law, is there any place you want to go?" She asked warmly, "If there is, how about I accompany you to see it now?"

The mourning father-in-law cried even louder after hearing what she said: "No one welcomes me anywhere, and I have nowhere to go at all."

"Then we can try to communicate with people and see if they like you?" Nie Tian whispered, "After all, not everyone is a bad person."

If it was a cartoon, Shen Xitang felt that he could see the anger bar above Nie Tian's head.

It's hard to think, it's hard to think, that Ling Fenglu, with such a serious look, actually wants to coax him so softly when he is angry.

"I don't want it, they are all bad guys!" After Nie Tian whispered so softly, he completely turned into a child, "I don't want to go out."

Snapped!

She slapped the grieving father-in-law in the face.

"It's true that our suzerain is not so difficult to serve." Nie Tian shook his hand, as if in pain, "Who will try next?"

"Let me do it," Shen Xitang stepped forward, "I have a little knack."

Thinking back to the past, when she was unhappy, her relatives and friends would say that she had something good to eat. When she just came here, the old lady’s bowl of wontons also impressed her... So it’s okay to cook something delicious, right? .

She took out her small pot, put some ingredients in it, and planned to make another pot of soup.

Not long after, the soup in the pot was already fragrant, Shen Xitang took out a small bowl and filled it for him.

This time, she even put in the dry goods that Changsun Yaojin had given her before, to ensure that the soup was thick and delicious, and her tongue was fresh!

Naturally, he couldn't just drink such a delicious soup, so Shen Xitang filled two more bowls and handed them to Nie Tian and Fairy Xun Ling.

Originally, I complained that my father-in-law was still crying, but after drinking Shen Xitang's soup, the crying was indeed quieter.

"Your soup is really good," Nie Tian whispered, "If you have a chance, teach me."

"When this matter is over, I'll make you drink as much as you want." Shen Xitang responded softly, "Now wait until this guy stops crying."

Nie Tian took it seriously, and observed the mourning father-in-law.

Although the crying gradually became quieter, his tears didn't stop, they just fell into the soup bowl rustlingly.

"Sorrow... Father-in-law, is there anything you are dissatisfied with?" Shen Xitang asked tentatively, "Is it not to your liking?"

"No, it's not to my liking, I really like it," he continued to cry, "it's just that I feel even sadder when I think that I will never be able to drink such delicious soup again."

Shen Xitang: ...

Why do you still have such sad thoughts!

But if she can promise to do it for Nie Feng, it may be impossible for her to come back and complain about her father-in-law here.

After all, the concentration of water vapor here... Let's avoid it a little bit.

Seeing his appearance, Fairy Xun Ling, who had been watching by the side, seemed to have an answer in her heart, and went straight to crying and complaining about her father-in-law.

"Complaining to my father-in-law... No, Your Honor," she said with a very serious expression, "Are you a master of illusion?"

"A mere illusion, it's not uncommon to call it a master, but how can it compare to Wang Lingxianzong?" He shed a few more tears, "But why are you asking this?"

"It is difficult for someone who is proficient in illusion to be fooled by other people's illusion, so I would like to invite you to take the initiative to join the game." She was very determined, "In this way I can make you stop crying."

It seems that I have never seen this kind of method, and it is very strange to complain about my father-in-law, "What can you do to me with your little girl, I will listen to you."

"Then offend!" Fairy Xunling made a seal, and the lavender light surrounded several people, and everyone's eyes went dark.

After the darkness dissipated, Shen Xitang realized that he had entered an illusion.

This was the first time she had seen a real "illusion".

Fairy Xun Ling, as the head disciple of a sect, naturally has some strength.

"Are we in the illusion you created?" Shen Xitang asked tentatively, "What about the grieving father-in-law before?"

They floated in the air in vain, and did not see the figure of the mourning father-in-law.

"Over there," Fairy Xunling pointed to the distance, "it may take some time to come here."

The mourning father-in-law in the distance was wearing torn clothes and staggered towards this side.

"You are..." Shen Xitang originally wanted to ask what was going on, but understood her intention in an instant.

Originally, he just stayed in his little room, so naturally the more sad he was, the more he thought about it, and the more he thought about it, the sadder he became. Now that he is taken out for a walk in the illusion, maybe his mood will ease a little.

"Where are people?" The mourning father-in-law shouted from below, "Why is there no one here?"

Everything in the illusion is decided by the person who created the illusion. He is now wearing tattered clothes and his legs and feet are not very flexible.

"No one cares about me anymore, why am I so miserable," complained that the father-in-law began to cry again.

Just when Nie Tian was a little anxious, he suddenly... stood up.

"It's just a junior's illusion, I just need to go out," he moved his awkward legs, "I can always get out."

Unexpectedly, after walking for a long time, he still hasn't walked out, but his body can't hold it anymore.

"Girl Xunling, how did you do it?" He shouted into the air, "I know you're watching!"

"Do you want to go down and have a look?" Nie Feng asked, "Otherwise he will cry again in a while."

"No need," Fairy Xun Ling was very determined, "A Tang, go make him another bowl of soup."

Shen Xitang:?

But after a while, she also wanted to understand the principle.

Since he acquiesced that he has nothing, then completely deprive him of everything in the illusion.

At this time, he would have no other thoughts but to be grateful for another bowl of delicious soup.

If you feel that life is suffering, it is useless to cry on the spot. Only when you fall into the mud can you realize what you had.

So when Shen Xitang's soup appeared in front of him, the cries of mourning for his father-in-law really stopped.

"Is this the soup I drank before?" He sighed so much that he forgot to shed tears, "I just thought it was delicious, but now I think it's a fairy."

The moment he stopped crying, the sky was bright, and everyone returned to the previous hut.

"I didn't think so before, but now I feel that I'm quite happy," the mourning father-in-law sighed, "This Wuxianlu, you can take it. Girl Xunling, I will approve of your strength."

There were beads of sweat on Fairy Xunling's head, but she still stood firmly on the spot, "Thank you, senior."

Seeing that she seemed a little weak, Shen Xitang held her up, but she silently broke away from her hand, and just stood tremblingly by herself.

Probably because of her self-esteem as the person in charge of the suzerain, Fairy Xun Ling should not allow herself to show weakness now.

But now that Wuxianlu has been obtained, it must be only a matter of time before it can be made into Liuxu Immortal Drink.

Shen Xitang was very pleased.

In this way, there is one more thing that you can use.

But even so, she did not dare to take it lightly.

After all, the matter of pillow silence still weighed heavily on her heart.

If it was about the previous incident, Shen Xitang could still find a way to solve it, but this time it was really too much.

Be it the Shenmeng Dao or the Tianji Mountain Sect, which were originally only normal sects, Zhen Ji wanted to make trouble and mess everything up.

I don't know if it's really bad, or I like to play games.

Although Shen Xitang came from the last days, he is still a peace-loving person in essence.

She will not allow anything to destroy the originally stable life, even if it is a strong enemy, she will fight with all her strength!

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"Ah!!!" A scream came from the quiet hut.

Zhenji himself in the room just lazily looked at the disciple who was tortured beyond human form on the ground, "Carry it out, next one."

Ji Ruoyang couldn't bear to see him torture the disciples of Tianji Mountain Sect like this.

"Human beings can't bear the aura of ghost spirits." Although he was still inside the fan, he still tried to move it. "Humans can't bear the aura of ghost spirits."

Zhen Ji was a little unconvinced: "I have succeeded before."

He told Ji Ruoyang a little bit about Chen Cang, hoping to see his reaction.

"That's the only one." Ji Ruoyang still tried to stop him, "And you also said that he is the eldest disciple of Yunlian Peak, and he must be better than these people in terms of talent."

"I can't find that kind of person for a while now, let's treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor." Zhen Ji seemed a little helpless, "I feel a little dangerous recently."

"Is there anything that can threaten you? You are the king of spirit ghosts." Ji Ruoyang was a little surprised. "If someone who can really threaten you, how could he not make any statement?"

Hearing what he said, Zhen Ji didn't answer, but clapped his hands, and sent someone to pull a few people in.

"Although the spirit ghost clan doesn't like to get together as much as you humans, they also have their own measures to deal with crises." He explained slowly, "So what I have to do now is to quickly cultivate the next batch of my confidantes."

The second disciple who was pulled in also saw the tragedy of the first one, but since he was allowed to come in, he could only obey.

"You, what's your name!" Zhen Ji didn't care about this person's life or death, but still asked his name, "Are you willing to accept my ruthless way?"

Even though the sect of Tianji Mountain is almost all his people now, he still dare not openly say that what he imparts is spirit ghost spirit.

Probably even though he has become the king of spirit ghosts, he is still afraid of being crushed under the dry cliff for a few years.

"Brother... the disciple is willing," the man on the ground fell to his knees with a plop, "the disciple's name is Zhong Tanxiao."

"Good name," Zhen Ji couldn't help clapping his hands, "Then I'll start!"

The disciple closed his eyes tightly and got ready. Seeing that he was so nervous, Zhen Ji couldn't help laughing and said, "It will be soon, you don't have to worry."

After saying that, a cloud of pure black aura condensed in the palm of his hand, as if to absorb everything around him.

He sent the cloud of black air into the top of Zhong Tanxiao's head, and he immediately showed a painful expression.

But after a while, Zhen Ji noticed the kid's ability.

He has tried to transform many disciples, but basically all of them can only bear a little ghost spirit.

No matter how bold and ambitious he was, when the power of the spirit ghost enters his body, he will scream in pain.

This Zhong Tanxiao was completely different.

When he first injected spirit ghost energy, he just closed his eyes tightly, with a pained look on his face, but when the dose of Zhenji was increased, his expression relaxed, and he even opened his eyes and smiled at him.

This kind of natural spirit ghost is probably the same as Chen Cang back then.

"You really don't feel any pain?" Zhen Ji was a little surprised to see that he had already absorbed two people's spirit ghost energy, "After all, your fellow disciples can only absorb a little bit."

"Senior Brother Wang's words are wrong," Zhong Tanxiao said with a smile, "Others don't know, but I still know something."

Zhenji was taken aback for a moment.

Did this kid know his identity?

"People in my clan can transform the power of spirit ghosts into their own spiritual power from birth, so they have been living on it," Zhong Tanxiao continued to explain, "So when I first saw you, I already knew You are no longer Senior Brother Wang."

Unexpectedly, there is such a strange person in Tianji Mountain Sect, Zhen Ji finds it very interesting.

"It's just that you have so much ghost spirit, you must be a famous ghost..." Zhong Tanxiao was very cautious, "Can you tell me your name conveniently?"