The Villain is Outrageously Beautiful

The ceremony begins.

When stepping into the gate of Qingliang Valley, Zhou Xian was lightly made up, but could not hide his brilliant color, with long eyebrows, and Zhu Dan in his mouth; his clothes were like fire, and he walked slowly on lotus steps, holding feather fans.A pair of egrets guarding the mountain gate sang at the right time when she stepped into the gate, which was a good omen.

Surprisingly, Wen Xuechen, who went to Taniguchi to greet her, was standing in the door with her.

Wen Xuechen was weak and sick from sitting for a long time. He stumbled and stumbled all the way from the mouth of the valley to this place. Loose and straight.

Zhou Xian felt sorry for Wen Xuechen from just now, and whispered softly, "Brother Chen, walk slowly, I will not be able to keep up."

"I'm holding you, so I won't fail to keep up." Wen Xuechen's voice fluctuated slightly, obviously tired, and probably because of this, there was an unspeakable warmth in his words, which made people feel a little itchy , "Today is your wedding ceremony, I can't be pushed up. I will bring you into Qingliang Valley with my own hands, and I will never let you out for the rest of my life."

Wen Xuechen usually sits and doesn't show the dew, but who wants to open his body, he is the tallest among the four senior brothers, and when he passes by Qu Chi, he is a line taller than him.

Seeing this, Xu Xingzhi on the stage couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

Mr. Qingjing also laughed at Xu Xingzhi in a low voice: "Xingzhi, it seems that you are the shortest among the four first disciples."

How could Xu Xingzhi, who was eight feet tall, care about this, and retorted: "Master is a few inches shorter than me."

Qing Jing-Jun pursed her lips and said happily, "It shows my youth."

The scene of the master and apprentice biting their ears in private has long been common to all the princes, and they didn't even bother to look at it, but Jiuzhideng obsessively stared at the corners of Xu Xingzhi's raised lips, and his throat moved up and down thirsty.

Aware of the sight from the side, Xu Xingzhi looked back, and before Jiuzhideng hurriedly looked away, he blinked his left eye lightly.

This frivolous movement is really easy to do with his handsome and flawless face, and his smiling eyes are really smart when blinking. As the eyelashes rise and fall, Jiu Zhideng feels like his heart is being bitten by a small animal. Take a sip.

...Meng Chongguang in the audience was so angry that he almost rubbed his belt.

For Taoist marriages, all the rules and regulations are not much different from those of the ordinary world. The ceremony of the monarch, the newlyweds have worshiped the ancestors, masters, and heaven and earth, and after paying homage to each other, they just wait for the banquet.

Lord Qing Jing pulled Xu Xingzhi to serve by his side, saying that he served the wine with cloth dishes, but in fact he had his own pair of bowls, chopsticks and wine glasses, which was equivalent to having a meal with all the elders.

Now that the nine lamps have come, they will not be left out.Mr. Qing Jing first toasted him: "Little lamp, come, long time no see, drink this cup to the brim."

Xu Xingzhi couldn't help but reminded: "Master, Xiaodeng has always been temperate and never drank alcohol..."

However, Jiuzhideng's expression did not change, he picked up the wine jug filled with white wine, covered his mouth with his sleeves, drank the whole cup, and said with the bottom of the cup: "...Thank you, Master."

Even Mr. Qing Jing showed a look of surprise, he also drank the wine in the glass and returned the empty glass.

Xu Xingzhi frowned slightly.

All the disciples below had fun, but there were also people who were closely observing the changes on the stage.

A Fengling disciple crossed over the table displaying various dishes, and talked to the Fengling disciple in front: "...Look at Senior Brother and the son of the Demon Dao, they have been flirting with each other for a while."

"What kind of son of the devil?" The disciple in front responded, "Now his status and seniority are not what it used to be, he is completely higher than us. Those immortals are the ones who can sit on an equal footing with him."

The disciple behind paused for a moment, and there was a bitterness in his words: "I really flew up to the branch and turned into a phoenix. It turned out that I was just a waste boy who was rejected by the devil..."

"Shhh, if you say that, the brother will be angry if he hears it."

The disciples at the back didn't dare to say any more, but they still murmured: "Senior brother has a deep friendship with that nine lamps. It's been almost a year since senior brother took us to practice swords. The name of Zhideng, let him come out to demonstrate sword skills. This is really..."

Speaking of this, the two suddenly heard a tooth-piercing "click" from their sides.

The two looked back in horror, but saw Meng Chongguang sitting not far away holding a silver cup, the handle and belly of the cup were turned at a strange angle.

They all thought that they were dazzled, but when they took a closer look, the cup seemed to be normal again, and it was held in Meng Chongguang's hand in a good shape.

...It really is tricky to see.

These two people resolutely refused to say a word, after all, Meng Chongguang followed senior brother Xu every day, if they passed on their words with embellishments, according to the senior brother's temperament, he would have to find an opportunity to train them to death.

With a blank face, Meng Chongguang put the silver cup back on the corner of the table.

If you look carefully, the handle of the cup that was broken by his own hands was squeezed back by his fingers.

He looked up at Xu Xingzhi, who was toasting to Jiuzhideng, Meng Chongguang was about to throw up the table with a bright and gentle smile.

...Brother, you annoy me.

Everyone drank from daytime to midnight, and the bright moon's brilliance invaded and plundered the red and hot sunlight, and the banquet gradually dissipated.

Before the drunk Qing Jingjun was helped back to the prepared guest hall by Xu Xingzhi to rest, he tugged on Xu Xingzhi's sleeve and chattered: "OK, when will you get married? I, I have already prepared a dowry gift for you here." It's..."

Xu Xingzhi responded: "Okay, okay, master, you just need to go back to sleep, and I will bring my daughter-in-law here to show you tomorrow morning."

"...Really? Don't lie to me?"

Jun Zhang, who had not yet dispersed, laughed, and Jiuzhideng couldn't help but loosen the corners of his tight lips, and his eyes, which were gleaming with drunkenness, stared at Xu Xingzhi even more recklessly. Even Liu Yunhe coughing frequently behind him could not block his sight.

... I haven't seen my brother for a long time, it's really been too long.

When he saw this person again for a long time, the desire in his heart swelled like a hungry beast.

After settled down for Mr. Qing Jing, wiped his hands and feet, prepared a decoction to relieve the hangover and poured it down for him, and boiled hot water and poured it into a pot so that he could drink at will, Xu Xingzhi closed the door and left.

After inquiring about the disciples of Qingliang Valley, and knowing that Jiuzhideng did not leave, but was staying in a guesthouse somewhere in the valley, Xu Xingzhi was overjoyed, and walked briskly to where the guesthouse was located.

It was Liu Yunhe who came to open the door.

This person didn't even fall in Xu Xingzhi's eyes for less than two seconds, Xu Xingzhi passed him, walked straight into the hall, knelt down straight to the nine-branched lamp that had just opened his outer robe and had not had time to turn around, and said loudly : "Xu Xingzhi, a disciple of Fengling, see the Lord of Demonic Dao."

Jiuzhideng's expression changed after being worshiped by Xu Xingzhi, but through his slightly raised eyebrows and smiling lips, Jiuzhideng seemed to realize something, pointed to the door with one hand, and said flatly, "Go out."

It was obvious to whom this order was issued, Liu Yunhe suddenly changed color, but Jiuzhideng just glanced at him casually, and he lost his temper, said "yes", turned around and closed the door with a cold face.

As soon as the door slammed shut, Nine Branches of Light immediately stepped forward and embraced Xu Xingzhi's still cold body in his arms.

The man's body is not as soft as a woman's when hugged, but Jiuzhideng still hugs Xu Xingzhi with all his strength, clasping his strong and thin shoulders as if hugging his own shoulders, wishing to integrate him into his own body.

Xu Xingzhi was in a daze from being hugged, his bones ached so badly, and even his waist, whose condition had improved a little after sleeping on a raised bed yesterday, felt a dull pain.

However, he still tolerantly let Jiuzhideng hug him tightly, stroking his long tied-up hair like a child: "Senior brother is here, here."

Jiuzhideng felt that he had lost his composure, and let go of his arm a little bit shyly but reluctantly.

"Brother knelt down suddenly, which shocked me." Jiuzhideng said warmly, "I thought brother was going to have a birth with me."

"I have to support your face in front of your subordinates." Xu Xingzhi found a chair, sat down, and raised his legs, "What, did he bully you?"

As the lord, Jiuzhideng has a fierce air of superiority in his speech, and he does not suppress it in front of Xu Xingzhi: "He dare not."

Xu Xingzhi can also see that Jiuzhideng's skills have greatly improved at this time.

When the Nine Branch Lanterns were transforming demons, Xu Xingzhi brought him to the jade marrow pool in the secret realm to guide his meridians. Therefore, after he successfully transformed demons, his original skill was not damaged at all. After the mental method, his cultivation level, which had not been improved for several years, has risen to another three levels. At this time, he is approaching the period of golden elixir and great perfection, and he can be promoted to the body of Nascent Soul at any time.

That Liu Yunhe is also a seventh-level golden core, even if he has a deep foundation in the general altar of magic, he may have to be afraid of the strength of Jiuzhideng, and dare not easily embarrass him.

Thinking about the way he went back to the mountain to pick up the nine lanterns that day, holding Shi Pingfeng under the same mantra with the same fate, Xu Xingzhi felt a burst of joy when he saw with his own eyes the way he dared not speak out just now.

When he was sincerely happy for Jiuzhideng, Xu Xingzhi couldn't help thinking that if Chongguang was here, he would definitely suppress and bully Liu Yunhe for three days and three nights, even if it was unreasonable. , and aggrievedly begged himself to stand up for him.

Thinking of his face, Xu Xingzhi smiled slightly.

Jiuzhideng looked intently at the smiling face that haunted him, and felt that he was already sitting on the world, full of comfort: "Senior brother, do you want to drink?"

When mentioning this matter, Xu Xingzhi remembered the banquet just now, and asked: "Xiaodeng, you never drank alcohol in the past, what happened today?"

Jiuzhideng replied casually: "Since I returned to the main altar of the Demon Dao, I suddenly realized that being able to drink alcohol is not a bad thing."

With just a few words, Xu Xingzhi's color changed slightly, and his heart sank heavily.

...He is not having a good time after all.

He tried his best to comfort Nine Branch Lamps: "Alcohol is not a good thing. If you drink too little, you don't think it's enough. If you drink too much, you will feel dizzy. You don't even know what night it is."

After saying this, Xu Xingzhi himself wanted to laugh.

In the past year, he has always thought about the powerlessness that Jiuzhideng felt when he was taken away. Only drunkenness can relieve his regret. Now he persuades Jiuzhideng not to drink with earnestness, which is also ridiculous.

Jiuzhideng didn't take it seriously, and said: "Senior brother is not by my side, so why should I know what night it is?"

These words sounded weird, but Xu Xingzhi didn't think about it deeply, he just felt sorry for him.

...he is no longer coming back.No matter what, he was no longer the plain-clothed boy who was as silent as the sea and startled the wind with his sword in his hand.

Xu Xingzhi poured out a glass of wine, clinked glasses with him, and drank it all down.

But Nine Branches Lamp did not drink for a long time, only staring at his Adam's apple that fluctuated and slid as he swallowed the wine, wishing that time would stay at this moment and not move forward.

After drinking for three rounds, Jiuzhideng put down his wine glass and said, "Senior Brother, I'm not here for anything else, I just want to see you. If you see any changes in the direction of the Demon Dao Main Altar, don't worry. "

Xu Xingyi was startled: "What's wrong? What are you going to do?"

"I want to try to survive the Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation."

Xu Xingzhi's face changed, and he threw down his wine glass: "Nonsense! How many days have you entered the Dzogchen period? How can you say that you will pass the catastrophe when you pass the catastrophe?"

Nine Zhideng's tone was rarely mischievous: "Didn't senior brother also talk about crossing and crossing back then?"

Xu Xingzhi didn't have the heart to chat and laugh with him: "Whenever you are struck by lightning, call me to be with you. Brother is already in the body of a Nascent Soul, so it's more than enough to block you."

Jiuzhideng's heart was so quiet for a moment that he forgot how to beat.

He heard his own voice saying, "Brother, you will be hurt."

Xu Xingzhi waved his hand: "You are my junior brother, and I brought you up with one hand. Seeing you suffer, it would be more refreshing to chop a few thunderbolts on me."

Jiuzhideng stared at Xu Xingzhi stupidly, his heart throbbed so much that he couldn't even restrain his mouth: "Then...brother, do you know why I have to go through the thunder disaster so early?"

"I understand how difficult it is for you to be the Lord of the Devil's Way." Xu Xingzhi said tolerantly, "It's okay to put in a fight to improve your strength. Brother is here, so you can rest assured..."

"No." Jiuzhideng seemed to be insulted, and rarely interrupted Xu Xingzhi's words.

--no.

——He is for senior brother.The position of the master of the mere magic way, how can he be compared with his senior brother.

But Jiuzhideng didn't tell the truth what he thought in his heart: "Brother...is definitely going to be the Lord of Fengling Mountain."

"Who knows."

Since the last succession ceremony was broken by the demonized nine-branch lamp, Mr. Qing Jing never mentioned the matter of his succession, and Xu Xingzhi was also happy to be at ease. I would rather call Ru Zhou Lai Dang.

But Jiuzhideng had his own plans.

Liu Yunhe wanted to support himself as a puppet, so he pretended to obey him and let him fight with his two elder brothers. After he cleaned up the rivers and mountains, he turned around and saw that weakling who was used by him as a commanding arrow and indulged in wine, dreams and meat. Zizi also secretly recruited a group of good forces, who were in a tendency to reject him, and for a while he couldn't do anything to this person.

As long as the Nine Branches of Light gradually deprive him of his power, become the master of the evil way, and then formally sign a contract with the righteous way to cultivate, then among the four sects, the only person who is worthy to match the senior brother and can stand shoulder to shoulder with the senior brother will be the only one. I have myself.At that time, he would openly propose to his senior brother an appointment as a Taoist companion.

The person who used to only live in his dream, even if he thought about it a little bit, felt that he would be tarnished, but now it is at his fingertips. Just thinking about it makes him tremble with excitement.

Lost for a moment, he reached out and grabbed Xu Xingzhi's right hand leaning against the side of the table: "Brother, if..."

His next words were interrupted by the door of the palace that opened suddenly.

Meng Chongguang walked into the hall slowly with his hands behind his back.

"Brother, so you are here." Meng Chongguang's voice was very sweet, but there seemed to be countless dark thoughts and evil whispers under it, so even though he was smiling, his description was chilling The delusion, "...it makes the heavy light easy to find."

Seeing this face that was lucky to be with his senior brother day and night, Jiuzhideng felt agitated. Fortunately, his good self-cultivation calmed him down quickly, followed the etiquette, and stood up to greet him: "... Junior Brother Meng."

Over Meng Chongguang's shoulder, Jiuzhideng looked at Liuyunhe, who was supposed to be guarding outside the hall.

Naturally, Liu Yunhe didn't do his best to stop Meng Chongguang, he wished that everyone in the room would fight and end up with a dog biting a dog, so he chose to turn a blind eye to Jiu Zhideng's cold gaze.

Xu Xingzhi felt guilty for some reason: "Chongguang..."

Meng Chongguang's eyes fell on the back of his hand which was resting on the side of the table, which had just been touched by the nine lamps, and approached step by step: "Brother, Chongguang has been waiting for you in the hall for more than an hour, and you actually stayed with him Department, don’t you care about me?”

Xu Xingzhi wanted to explain: "I..."

But Meng Chongguang didn't give him a chance.

He rushed forward with one knee, put one knee between Xu Xingzhi's legs, pinched Xu Xingzhi's earlobe, and in a condescending posture, he kissed Xu Xingzhi's lips exuding the faint fragrance of alcohol.

This kiss was so violent that it didn't seem like it was Meng Chongguang's. The oppression of ravages and punishments was even a bit terrifying. In the violent thrusting and rolling of the tip of his tongue, within a moment, Xu Xingzhi's legs were already weak.

"Don't make trouble!" Before Jiuzhideng came back to his senses, Xu Xingzhi pushed Meng Chongguang away, wiped the corners of his lips with the back of his hand, and complained slightly, "...the little lamp is still there!"

The scene of the two kissing passionately just now just made Jiuzhideng's hands and feet numb, but Xu Xingzhi only used these seven words to easily punch a big hole in Jiuzhideng's chest.

His eyeballs and eye sockets were gradually stained with a thin layer of red.

The author has something to say: The following song is performed by Guangmei: "Of course I choose to forgive him".

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Next, Jiumei will bring a nostalgic golden song: "He must love you very much".

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