After being wronged and rehabilitated

Although Song Youqiu seemed to be out of tune, he was extremely prudent in his work. In just seven days, he was able to prepare for the registration ceremony in a decent manner.

The whole Yuxuzong was decorated with lanterns and festoons, red silk was tied everywhere, and red lanterns were lit. Xiang Chongjing lay on the bed for three or four days.

Thousands of years ago, Xiang Chongjing looked forward to the Zongmen's New Year's Day very much, because at that time many people would come to celebrate the New Year, and the whole Zongmen would be bustling like never before, and he would be allowed to go out for a few hours as an exception.

This familiar scene reminded Xiang Chongjing of the feeling of his previous life after a long absence, and his heart jumped for no reason.

He walked around the entire Yuxu Sect slowly, and found that there was no one helping to decorate the huge and empty sect.

When they saw Xiang Chong, their eyes lit up and they saluted him respectfully.

Xiang Chongjing nodded coldly, and walked over without changing his expression.

He has a very high level of cultivation, and he vaguely heard two monks whispering behind him from a distance.

"That's Xiang Jianzun?! It really is the appearance of a celestial being!"

"I didn't believe it when I saw the script before, but I didn't expect that the sword master would really marry the real dragon. That's really..."

"Your Excellency, you really don't lie to me!"

"You said that if I go up and ask Sword Master for calligraphy, will I still be able to keep my head?"

"Disaster."

Chirping, chirping, chirping.

Phase Mirror: "..."

Xiang Chongjing almost couldn't hold back and went back to slash people, a blush flew up on his face, and he went back angrily and didn't want to hang around anymore.

——No wonder just now when he came all the way, those monks who arranged the sect looked at him so strangely. Was it all because of the Yulong script instead of admiring his demeanor? !

Xiang Jianzun went back to Linglong Market sullenly.

Early this morning, he woke up earlier than Gu Congxu. When he stayed in the bed, Gu Congxu was still sleeping in a daze.

In the courtyard of Linglongxu is a spirit tree with countless bright lights hanging on it. When Xiang Chongjing walked over quickly, he seemed to have found something, and looked up at the tree slightly—Gu Congxu was sitting on the tree and did not know what he was doing.

As soon as he saw him, Xiang Chongjing's mild anger dissipated in an instant. He raised his hand to touch the tassels hanging under the lamp, and found that there were still scattered fortune charms hanging on the twigs beside him.

Gu Congxu's sleeves were filled with a bag full of luck charms, and they were hanging one by one on the twigs of the spirit tree.

When Xiang Chongjing saw the tree-filled luck charms, his heart softened: "Why do you have to do this kind of thing yourself?"

Gu Congxu hung a red fortune-telling talisman and a light next to each other, and said casually, "You have to do this kind of thing yourself."

Xiang Chongjing sat on the chair under the spirit tree, watching Gu Congxu busy with his eyes with a smile.

After a while, Gu Congxu finally hung up the fortune talisman, hooked the last one on his little finger, jumped down from the tree lightly, bent down and hung the fortune talisman with the dragon pattern on Xiang Chongjing's waistband.

Obviously it was just a talisman, but Xiang Chongjing seemed to have some psychological shadow, grabbed Gu Congxu's wrist, and looked at him warily.

Gu Congxu had an innocent face: "What's the matter? I won't tear your clothes off."

Phase Mirror: "..."

Xiang Chongjing observed Gu Congxu's expression carefully, and made sure that he didn't want to "yes", so he hesitated to let go of his hand, allowing Gu Congxu to fiddle with his waist.

The evil dragon was very good this time, he hung up the fortune talisman in a proper manner, picked up the mirror from the chair, sat down and hugged the mirror from behind, squinted his eyes and rested his chin on the mirror. Neck, next to him to watch the fiery Yuxu Sect.

There were still bite marks on the back of Xiang Chongjing's neck that hadn't faded, Gu Congxu's black hair brushed him slightly and then he trembled, and he dodged to the side unnaturally.

Gu Congxu was in a good mood, and muttered vaguely: "Tomorrow, who will come?"

Xiang Chongjing leaned in his arms: "The one I know is Linjiang Peak, Manqiu, Song Youqiu, and other sects will probably send people, but it's just a formality, you don't have to pay attention to them."

"How can we go through the motions?" Gu Congxu was not happy, "I have come here, I have to participate in the membership ceremony before I can leave."

Xiang Chongjing smiled and turned his head to look at him: "Don't we hate human monks the most?"

Gu Congxu groaned: "If you hate it, you hate it, but we have a common nationality, and the pomp must be big."

Xiang Chongjing couldn't help laughing: "A large number of people does not necessarily mean a big show, even if there are only two or three friends, it can still be done well."

Gu Congxu thought about it and thought it was the same, so he hugged him and remained silent.

Xiang Chongjing was embraced by the real dragon, and suddenly felt a chill between his brows in a trance.

The first flakes of snow fell.

The first snow has arrived.

Xiang Chongjing didn't leave either, and slightly raised his head to look at the heavy snow that was gradually becoming dense.

The snowflakes were wrapped in white flakes on the spirit tree and fluttered under the spirit tree. Xiang Chongjing raised his hand until he caught a piece of snowflake. Gu Congxu.

He wanted to share it with Gu Congxu even if it was just such a small thing as the beauty of snowflakes.

Gu Congxu stared at his jade-like fingertips, opened his lips and swallowed the snowflake in one gulp.

Phase Mirror: "..."

Xiang Chong glanced at him: "Is that for you to eat?"

Gu Congxu didn't make a sound, and he didn't let go after eating the snow. He bit Xiang Chongjing's finger lightly with his fangs, and licked the cool fingertips with the tip of his tongue, arousing the already sensitive Xiang Chongjing. My wrist felt numb for a while.

Xiang Chongjing almost bounced - no matter how many times Gu Congxu touched him, Xiang Chongjing's body soaked in the spirit of the real dragon still unconsciously reacted extremely sensitively to his touch.

Gu Congxu let go of his hand, clasped his waist and shook it gently as if coaxing a child. The more he looked at those bright red things, the happier he felt.

tomorrow.

In another day, people in the entire Kyushu will know that the two are Taoist couples.

Gu Congxu is extremely possessive, and wants everyone in the world to see that his master belongs to him, and he can't take it away, and joining his family to prove the Tao is the best way to appease his worry about gains and losses.

Thinking of this, Gu Congxu's vertical pupils narrowed slightly.

Xiang Chongjing, who was leaning against his arms, suddenly turned his head and said quietly to him, "No."

Gu Congxu said aggrievedly: "I'll just 'okay' and do nothing.

Xiang Chongjing didn't believe any nonsense of this color dragon at all—it was the same last time, Gu Congxu said that he just turned into a little dragon and stalked him, and did nothing. He actually agreed, and was finally coaxed to open his body completely, and his waist and abdomen were filled with the three poisons, and it took a long time for the evil dragon to lure him out with spiritual power.

In the end, he lay on the couch for another two days, feeling as if he was about to become a Buddha immediately and escape into Buddhism.

Seeing the firm expression of "Don't try to lie to me again" on Xiang Chongjing's face, Gu Congxu also knew that he couldn't be fooled anymore, so he had to settle for the next best thing: "Then let me give you a hug."

That's more or less.

Xiang Chongjing was barely satisfied.

A quarter of an hour later, Xiang Chongjing still couldn't ignore the "yes" behind him, and couldn't bear it anymore: "Do you really know in your heart that you will have a union tomorrow, and you want me to be unable to even walk?"

The body of the monk is strong, and his cultivation base has improved even more after the double cultivation, but I don't know if it is because Xiang Chongjing and the dragon's soul are blended too much. It's just too cool.

Xiang Chongjing is greedy for this kind of double-cultivation happiness, but is afraid of too much pleasure, so every time the evil dragon courts him, he will instinctively refuse, but whenever Gu Congxu shows a little softness, Xiang Chongjing will open his body softly Let him ask for it.

Tomorrow is the joint registration, but all the big figures from the three worlds and nine states will come—Yun Yanli will probably come too—Xiang Chongjing doesn't want to stagger to the joint registration with a body full of evil dragon breath.

He, also, want, face.

Gu Congxu was more aggrieved than him, rubbing against the back of his neck, and seduced him in a low voice like a demon: "Don't you like it?"

"I like it." Xiang Chongjing remained unmoved, and said expressionlessly, "I like it so much that I'm dying."

Gu Congxu: "..."

The saying that the dragon is sexually obscene is true. It is common for Gu Congxu to demand too much, and it is common for Xiang Chongjing to fall asleep before he can use his spiritual power to get rid of the three poisons in his body.

Gu Congxu didn't want to spoil tomorrow's joint registration ceremony, so he had to force himself to let go of Xiang Chongjing.

Xiang Chongjing immediately jumped forward when he was free, and Hongyi turned around and stared at him expressionlessly.

Gu Congxu has turned into a little dragon, and he is wronged and huddled in the middle of the chair, even the dragon's tail hangs limply to the side.

Xiang Chongjing didn't take tricks, just glanced at it and then hurried away.

Qu Weixian was a guest at the Yuxu Sect, and he wandered around the entire Yuxu Sect without having to be entertained by Xiang Chongjing, and found out all the herbs grown in the sect.

Xiang Chongjing went to accompany Qu Weixian to plant herbs for a while, and saw that he seemed to be very interested in herbs, and sometimes even forgot that he was beside him, so he smiled helplessly.

Qu Weixian was not completely immersed in Su Cansheng's death, Xiang Chongjing felt relieved a little, and quietly left the yard without disturbing him.

Linglongxu can't go back for the time being, otherwise it will definitely be destroyed by the evil dragon again. Xiang Chongjing was hesitating when he suddenly felt a slight vibration from the ground veins under his feet.

Xiang Chongjing was stunned for a moment, and then realized that it should be Yunzhong Prefecture's spirit boat coming down, which alarmed the earth's veins.

At this time, Yun Yanli should be the only one who came down.

Xiang Chongjing left Yuxuzong in a hurry, and went to the newly built ship port on Luochuan Road to pick up people.

Sure enough, Yun Yanli and Xiao Fenghuang Youzai Youzai came over with their painted boats, and the monks along the road were stunned and looked at him in astonishment when they saw someone coming down from Luochuan Road.

Yun Yanli glared at them: "What are you looking at?! Stupid ants—"

Cultivator: "..."

I saw the man in red standing on the bank from the cloud inkstone far away, his eyes lit up, he jumped off the boat with a little tiptoe, and said joyfully: "Jade boat!"

Xiang Chongjing smiled and said, "I thought you wouldn't come here."

"How can it be?" Yun Yanli said, "Father and mother asked me to bring you something, I cleaned it up for a long time, it's a bit late."

Xiang Chongjing: "Huh? What?"

"Great gift of joining together."

Xiang Chongjing was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "Didn't the great gift of joint membership be given to the father already?"

Yun Yanli whispered: "That's not the same."

As he spoke, he handed over a mustard seed bracelet.

Seeing that there was only one mustard seed bracelet, Xiang Chongjing breathed a sigh of relief.

It's okay, it's okay, it's good if you don't send so much.

Xiang Chongjing put the mustard seed bracelet away, glanced inside casually, his face froze suddenly.

Inside the mustard seed bracelet, there was actually a bunch of hills... mustard seed bracelets.

Yun Yanli babbled at the side: "This is the things my father and mother have saved for you over the past few decades. I have packed them up and sorted them all. There is also a pile of spirit stones that my father will give you. I didn't count how many, anyway, this thing can only pave the way in Yunzhong State, and it's a hindrance to store it in the warehouse, so I installed it all for you. Oh yes, there are some messy spiritual weapons, you can pick and choose... "

Phase Mirror: "..."

Xiang Chong mirrored expressionlessly: "I don't..."

Before he finished refusing, there was a burst of thunder from the sky, as if as soon as he refused, the thunder would strike his head that day.

Phase Mirror: "..."

Xiang Chongjing raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Father still dare to send thunder from heaven? Isn't he afraid of being silenced by Heaven?"

Speaking of this, Yun Yanli almost laughed out loud, trying to hold back, maintaining a serious expression, said: "I don't know what trouble my father has caused, I have been silenced by Tiandao for half a year, and now I probably smashed the jars and smashed everywhere. I heard that all the plaques to the Yizong were smashed into pieces by him, so you can tell that dragon to be careful."

Phase Mirror: "..."

Xiang Chongjing: "???"

Half a year? !

The author has something to say: the father's thunder let him go.