Master Jiu, my wife is wearing countless vests!

Roses rained down from the sky, and four helicopters hovered in the sky, with all their headlights turned on, projecting them on the center of the roof.

Although it was a bit cold in winter, the two of them didn't feel cold at all at this time, and their hearts were even hot. Especially after Di Yuanjue drank, his whole body became even hotter. He even stared at the girl in front of him.

He looked forward, looking at the girl he loved most, not wanting to miss any expression in front of him.

Every minute and every second now is particularly important to him.

Roses fell on the two people, and flew all over the sky at their feet, as if the air was filled with the smell of roses.

She opened the ring box gently with her fingers. The plain ring sparkled under the light, and the color in her eyes was unwavering.

She said.

"I will love you forever."

"There are so many things in the world, but I am infatuated with you."

She has loved a man in her life, and no matter what happens to him in the future, she will be happy with him, even if she becomes possessed by him and sacrifices her life for him, she will not hesitate.

To like is to give everything to him, her life, her everything.

She took out the ring and asked: "Ah Jue, are you willing to accept this ring? From now on, we will walk together in the future, and we will never leave, no matter what."

This man who took away her life, this man who pleased her, even if he wanted to give up and leave, he would never have a chance again.

Long Qingcheng's confession was fiery and straightforward, affectionate and paranoid. Anyone could see that her confession was a contract that bound the two people together.

Once you agree, there is no turning back.

How could Di Yuanjue be unwilling? Isn't this the path he hopes for?

Di Yuanjue stretched out his long and beautiful fingers and watched the girl put it on him gently, and then he put it on the girl like a god.

The next second, he hugged the girl deeply into his arms, wanting to carve the girl into his bones.

His Adam's apple kept rolling, he leaned forward, put his thin lips against the girl's ear, and murmured in a moving hoarse voice, "Aqing, you are mine, forever, forever."

The two looked at each other with nothing but affectionate pleasure.

Neither of them will leave each other's world.

The man's eyes were burning with fire. He caressed Long Qingcheng's cheek and kissed her forehead. He slowly held the girl's cheek with his hands and kissed her deeply and passionately, infatuated and crazy.

Fire trees and silver flowers rise into the sky.

With a bang, colorful fireworks bloomed behind them, and the night suddenly brightened. At this time, on the LED screens across the city, Long Qingcheng loved Emperor Yuanjue, who would live forever and never be separated, allowing tens of millions to see it and making everyone envious. Incessantly.

The moment of their confession and passionate kiss was constantly replayed. Although they did not show their faces, half of their bodies appeared in the live broadcast. They looked domineering in a suit and tie, and their well-proportioned figures in a champagne-colored dress made them look like the domineering president and the wealthy daughter. In love.

Being on many big screens has even attracted the envy of many boys. To be able to do this, that girl must love that boy very, very much.

Otherwise, how could it be possible?

In the distance, Shadow Lei and others watched this scene.

Everyone had a smile on their lips. Their ninth master had found the love of his life.

His life is no longer static and gloomy.

From now on, Miss Long will be Master Jiu’s light, an everlasting light.

-

After returning home, Di Yuanjue went to take a bath because he smelled of alcohol.

Long Qingcheng checked his phone on the bed. Not long after, the bathroom door opened and hot air sprayed into the room.

She raised her head and couldn't move her eyes away.

As expected, every aspect of this man is perfect in all aspects of aesthetics, and it is simply irresistible.

The man's honey-colored upper body was exposed in the air. The muscles of his upper body were firm and sexy, with a sexy mermaid line. The muscle lines on his body were smooth without any fat, and his eight-pack abs were neatly arranged on his waist and abdomen. Seeing this scene makes one's blood swell.

Di Yuanjue was very satisfied with Long Qingcheng's eyes.

He walked over with his lower body wrapped in a bath towel. Every time he took a step, he could vaguely see that very spectacular thing. Long Qingcheng tried his best to look away. In this moment, the man also walked in front of her.

He sat down, and his long, straight legs were exposed. You could see the thigh roots and the faint black inner edges. Long Qingcheng...

"A Qing..." His voice was bewitching, his eyes were affectionate and infatuated. He turned around, put his arm around the girl's waist, and brought her into his arms, while the other hand stroked the girl's sexy red lips.

Long Qingcheng raised his head in confusion for a moment, his face full of confusion, and he let out a sigh. The fingers immediately squeezed into the red lips.

A low, hoarse voice filled the air.

Her consciousness was chaotic, as if she was floating in the clouds and mist. She didn't know when she was sitting on Di Yuanjue's body, his hot palms supporting her hips, and her head resting on his shoulders.

The man's confused and hoarse voice sounded: "What are the blood beads you gave me?" All the foreshadowing was for this sentence.

That man offered tens of billions just to get this blood bead. It was definitely not a simple thing.

Prevent disaster?

Whose disaster can it block? Who blocks?

After hearing this, Di Yuanjue's heart kept hanging. He always felt that his lover had something that he didn't say to him. It was very important, so important that it made his soul wash away.

He wants to know, must know.

-

"God-killing, you destroy the shrine and destroy the gods, you will be punished."

"Every person from the great country who is here to rest your soul will not let you go."

"When blood beads come to this world, you will die badly!"

Memories of the past come flooding back.

In the heavy rain, the floor of the shrine was covered with blood, and the rain had no time to wash it away. The corpses on the ground were stacked one by one at her feet, like hell.

She kills gods and ghosts, so what.

She destroyed the Dainichi Shrine and buried everyone who had done anything to the people and hid in the shrine here forever.

On this mission, she no longer held out hope of going back. She even wrote a suicide note to her grandfather. She just hoped that her grandfather could hear the news of her death and express his condolences.

Long Qingcheng was covered in blood and was as crazy as a madman. "That's just the god of your country, and my god is just myself."

The blood beads are condensed, and the life is equivalent to being tied into one.

-

"A Qing?"

Looking at the lost man, Di Yuanjue shouted softly, not even daring to use a too loud voice, for fear that the person in front of him would drift away.

Long Qingcheng lowered her head, not knowing what to say.

This matter is already over.

So where did Di Yuanjue know this?

She asked directly: "Who told you what?"

Di Yuan did not hide anything and told her everything about how he met Zhang Yaqin in the bar.

He is from R country.