Quickly wear, what should I do if the vicious cannon fodder is too stupid

A big event happened recently: the spiritual master is getting married.

The person he was going to marry turned out to be Feng He Xiansheng, who was notorious for being hypocritical and vicious in the world of cultivation.

The wedding invitations were sent to one sect after another.

The momentum is extremely huge.

The elders and leaders who saw the invitation all had complicated expressions on their faces.

Because this is really unprecedented.

The spirit world was also very lively, and the maids decorated the spirit world with fine red silk satin, bright red lanterns, and shark pearls from the South China Sea.

Feng He experienced having the sizes of various parts of her body measured.

These dimensions are extremely precise.

So that his wedding dress can fit well and be comfortable.

Feng He looked like he had lost all hope in life. He said to Ci Yan impatiently, "What on earth are you doing with these things?"

Fu Ciyan held up a strand of his hair and said, "Marry Master."

Feng He's face was filled with shock and devastation.

"you you……!"

Fu Qichi pulled him to sit on his lap with an intimate look on his face and started to chat with him.

Feng He pushed him away and covered her mouth with tears.

Fu Ciyan smiled. Feng He was secretly surprised that Fu Ciyan actually said that he would let bygones be bygones.

It's clear that their relationship was so tense before.

"You actually want me to do this kind of thing, I absolutely cannot agree to it!"

It would be so awkward for him to marry his own apprentice.

How could others not say that he was a toad wanting to eat swan flesh?

Fu Ci Yan has now become famous overnight and is the most powerful person in the world of cultivation.

And his own spiritual power is already low...

Fu Ci Yan watched the many expressions flash across Feng He's face and knew what he was thinking.

He said without a smile: "Master, please don't think about it. If anyone dares to gossip, I will cut off his tongue."

Feng He: “…”

Fu Ci Yan has recently become immune to Feng He's reactions. He only receives the emotions he wants to receive and only does what he wants to do.

Treat Feng He’s resistance as a cat in its claws, adding a little fun to the peaceful life.

The only thing that remains the same now is that they still have sex frequently.

Feng He once said, "Didn't you say you were going to get married? But we've already had our wedding night so many times. It's too incomplete."

Feng He's original intention in saying this was to tell Fu Ci Yan to stop being so arrogant and to do this kind of thing when it's time to do it.

It would also make him feel more relaxed.

But I don't know what this sentence touched Fu Ci Yan's nerve, causing him to take even more ferocious actions.

Rolling people to death.

Feng He wanted to die. Why on earth did he say that?

[Doesn't your statement mean that you have indirectly admitted that you want to marry Fu Ciyan? He has been pretending to be indifferent for so long, and now that he finally has a legitimate relationship, how can he not go crazy? ]

Feng He: “…”

The wedding date has been set, it is the nearest auspicious day.

As time went by, Feng He became more and more anxious, like an ant on a hot pan.

He decided that he would just be dead when the time comes.

Just close off all your senses and go through the rituals.

He had resisted Fu Ci Yan countless times, but each time he was successfully defeated by Fu Ci Yan.

But Feng He clearly saw the look in his eyes that would not be rejected.

Early this morning, Feng He was called up to dress up, and Fu Ci Yan was watching him personally.

His wedding clothes were all given to him by Fu Ci Yan.

He personally dressed his bride in wedding clothes and took them off himself in the evening.

Even with light makeup on, Feng He is already incredibly beautiful.

His hair was also styled in an extremely intricate and elaborate manner.

Finally, Fenghe was covered with a red veil made of excellent material.

Feng He looked humiliated and said, "Are you humiliating me?"

Fu Ci Yan smiled faintly and said, "This is Master's last wish for me."

Feng He took a deep breath and tried hard to maintain a good expression.

Fu Ci Yan was genuinely happy, and his high spirits were clearly visible without any concealment.

Holding Feng He's hand is like holding the most precious person in his life.

The wedding ceremony was proceeding in an orderly manner, but the atmosphere was extremely heavy and stagnant.

No one knows what attitude the Spirit Master has towards Feng Xianzun now.

It is hard to believe that he was once insulted like that but is treated so cherished now.

Most people attended today's wedding, except Ji Yuan.

He received the invitation, but was unable to come because of his official duties.

There was no gift and no words left.

After the ceremony, Feng He was exhausted.

He threw off his veil and hair accessories and lay down on the bed.

Then his consciousness gradually blurred and he began to sleep.

I don’t know how long it took, but I felt someone kissing me in a daze.

A very precious kiss, from the corners of the eyes to the tips of the eyebrows.

She cherishes him very much and acts like she likes him very much.

"Master, I am so happy. I have realized the dream I had since I was a teenager."

Even if the process is painful and tortuous.

Feng He's heart was moved.

He opened his eyes and looked at Fu Ci Yan with a complicated expression.

Fu Ci Yan looked at him with a smile and said, "Master, you have slept well, so you should have plenty of energy now."

Feng He froze for a moment, then immediately shook her head and said, "No, no, I still want to sleep!"

Fu Ciyan said happily: "We haven't had the wedding wine yet."

Feng He's face tensed up for a moment.

No way, no way, I suddenly feel a little embarrassed.

He felt his face turning red too.

It was indeed red, and the red glow looked particularly beautiful under the illumination of the night pearl.

Eye-catching and dizzying.

Feng He bit her lip and said, "I seem to be much older than you..."

Fu Ci Yan was stunned. He didn't expect Feng He to say such a thing.

He laughed and said, "Master is not very old. In my heart, Master is a treasure that no one can ever meet."

Perhaps because he had already decided on his departure date, the atmosphere became gentle at this moment.

There is no more reluctance and tension as in the past.

Feng He and Fu Ci Yan drank the wedding wine and spent their wedding night together.

Feng He swore that this was the most gentle time Fu Ci Yan had ever been to her.

after marriage.

Fu Ciyan seemed to be a different person from before, and treated Feng He like both a master and a wife.

They did not stay in the Ling Palace any longer, but found a small courtyard with beautiful mountains and rivers, and started their life as just the two of them.

What Feng He eats most every day is various supplements, and Fu Ci Yan is always thinking of ways to give him more spiritual power.

Feng He was also very gentle towards Ci Yan, and it really was like the life between a loving couple.

"Master, let me show you how to practice sword skills."

"it is good."

After Fu Ci Yan finished his sword skills, Feng He would wipe his sweat.

In fact, this was the only simple thing he could do. All other daily chores were done by Fu Ci Yan for Feng He.

They really forgot all the unpleasant past and lived a happy life without paying attention to other people.

Until one morning, Feng He was not woken up by Fu Ci Yan.

Fu Ci Yan called him for a long time but he didn't wake up. He sat alone on the bed holding his wife until the sunset melted into gold.

Only then did he dare to check Feng He's breath and pulse.

It was dead silent.

Fu Ci Yan tilted his head in confusion.

What happened? How could he die? There were no wounds on Master's body.

Was the Master lying to him? Had the Master never forgiven him?

As Fu Ci Yan sat there, his eyes turned red and big drops of tears fell on the face of the person who left irresponsibly.

Fu Ci Yan took Feng He to Yao Lao's residence and asked him to diagnose the cause of death of a deceased person.

"Chen Ke, whose veins are repeatedly injured, is destined to die soon. It's a miracle that he can live till now."

Fu Ci Yan left in a daze, hugging the person in his arms.

"Tendons and veins, repeated, Chen Ke."

As these words screamed out, his head ached violently.

...Is it because of his mistake that time?

Yes.

After figuring it out, Fu Ci Yan revealed a smile that was uglier than crying.

Obviously, the master would have been willing to kill him...but in the end, the master's life was lost at his hands.

Why didn't he think more about his master before...

It's no use for him to regret now, as this matter is an unsolvable proposition anyway.

He didn't want to exist in a world without his master. If he hadn't wanted to see his master again, he wouldn't have survived in the forbidden area.

Now...it's the same as before.

Fu Ci Yan, like a walking corpse, found a beautiful place with mountains and rivers for him and his master.

He used local materials to make a luxurious double coffin, and then he embraced his master, who was also his beloved, and fell asleep...