Why did Jianzun steal his relatives [Rebirth]

In Baiyun Fairy Township, everyone gets married together, and the wedding banquet is also arranged together, or a flowing water banquet, but there are all kinds of ghosts gathered in the fairy town, and everyone has different tastes, so there are all kinds of strange things on the table, especially all kinds of spiritual fruits. sweet.

Ning Wushuang ate for several days, and had a good chat with a snow-white little cat demon at the table.

The little cat demon asked him who in the clan got married, and why there was only one person here.Ning Wushuang's cheeks were stuffed with purple heart fruit, hiccupped, and said dizzily, "...my two brothers? They went to the Sansheng Bridge and haven't come back until today!"

"..." For the ghosts in Baiyun Xianxiang, the place under the Sansheng Bridge Tianhe is where everyone spends their estrus. Gradually complicated.

Purple heart fruit is the most popular small fruit at the banquet. This small fruit likes the yin and fears the yang, so it grows in places with heavy yin, and the flesh is sweet and sour with a natural wine aroma. It is often used to squeeze juice to make wine .

Ning Wushuang liked the sweet and sour taste, and ate three large plates straight away, as if he was about to get drunk, and Ming Chunxi stopped him if he wanted to take any more.Ming Chunxi also took out a small bronze mirror and asked him to take a picture by himself.

"Huh? Who is this?" Ning Wushuang squinted at the person in the mirror for a long while, then staggered and smiled, "Ha, why is his face so red?"

"..." Ming Chunxi put away the mirror, turned his hand around the crook of his leg, picked him up horizontally, and went into the room.

Ning Wushuang has a baby face, no matter how many years he has been, some people will think he is still a young man when he walks in the world.Traveling all over the world in recent years, I didn't show any vicissitudes, but my complexion was sunken a little.

At this time, the aroma of wine rushed to his head, and his cheeks slowly turned red.

For a while, he had been uprooted from his seat. With a scream, he subconsciously hugged Ming Chunxi's neck, kicked him twice, and complained aggressively towards the tip of his nose: "You, you Yin-Yang sect, What are you doing to me! You are... hiccup! Do you have thoughts about me?"

Ming Chunxi pushed him up, without changing his face: "Yes, I have a lot of ideas, so I will take you back to the house and practice the technique of nourishing."

Ning Wushuang blushed even more: "Oh. Then you are not allowed to pick others after picking me."

Ming Chunxi looked down at him, suppressed a little smile on his lips, and was about to start a conversation, Ning Wushuang looked back over his shoulder, and shouted enthusiastically: "Well, Sect Master Xue! You are also holding someone, and you are also going to pick up men. Art? By the way, let’s go together!”

Mingchun thought to himself, can this kind of thing also be done together? !

As for Xiao Yihe, who was lying between Xue Xuanwei's arms and covered his face with a robe of wedding dress, his whole body was so weak that he couldn't even lift his calf an inch, and some of the deeper and more secret places were full of numbness and swelling, which made him shudder when he thought of it. Hot face.

Hearing Ning Wushuang's warm invitation, he just wanted to say: Thank you, no need, I just came back from picking for ten days, and I'm already useless.

He hid in Sect Leader Xue's arms and pretended to be dead. When he passed by them, Ning Wushuang was so drunk that he wanted to stretch out his hand to drag him so that he could not die.

The sleeve was pulled away by him at once, revealing a small part of the side neck and shoulders, the milk porcelain-like skin was red and purple intertwined, full of marks, and several red plum blossoms bloomed under the ears.

Ning Wushuang glanced at it in a daze, and said inarticulately, "Have you gone to cupping?"

Ming Chunxi took a deep breath, pulled the sleeves out of Ning Wu's hands, and took a few steps back, fearing that Xue Zongzhu would eat the gadgets in his arms, he just threw a small jade bottle from a distance: "My sect's healing secret medicine. Don't worry, Sect Master Xue, I will take Wushuang away!"

Ning Wushuang: "I... um!"

Several purple heart fruit were stuffed into his mouth, and his mouth was blocked to death.

The small medicine bottle just landed on Xiao Yihe's belly, and he let out a yelp when it hit him, and he naturally remembered who he had given him these ten days, pointing and shouting: "Ning Wushuang, Mingchunxi! You wait, wait for me Well, I—ouch!"

Stretched to sore tendons, he whimpered a few times, and tears were about to fall again.

Xue Xuanwei didn't bother to go to them to settle accounts, so he took the person in his arms back and put them on the couch.The festive candles in the house are always lit, the red silk has not been removed, and a few plates of longan and peanuts are placed on the table, and the whole room is filled with a festive atmosphere.

Xiao Yihe touched the soft couch, felt emotional, felt that his knee hurt a little more, he went to hug the pillow, turned his head and saw Xue Xuanwei stretched out his hand, subconsciously dodged, and blurted out: "I can't do it again! It's swollen!"

"..." Xue Xuanwei took out two vials and supported his knees, "It's just the medicine, come here, let me take a look."

"Oh." Xiao Yihe was taken aback, and suddenly became shy, "I'll do it myself, I won't show it to you." He snatched the medicine bottle, and just as he was about to get up, he felt sore from the waist down, and fell back on the couch uncontrollably , humming for a long time.

Xue Xuan smiled slightly, and hugged him in front of him involuntarily: "It's only now that I'm shy when I think about it? Where haven't I seen it?"

Xiao Yihe murmured: "It's not pretty..."

Xue Xuanwei broke his hand away: "Brother is always the prettiest."

Feeling that the hem of the clothes was slowly lifted away again, a little bit of coolness was rubbed on the knees, it became hot, and it went up a little bit... Xiao Yihe's face became hot, and he buried his eyes in the pillow, comforting himself in his heart: It's okay, just be Everything below the waist is not your own!

……

They cultivated for another two days. The wedding banquet in Baiyun Fairy Township was about to end, and the sky street lights gradually dispersed.

And Xiao Yihe was finally able to get out of bed and beat Ning Wushuang, and they went out of the city together with the little cat demon who had made friends with Ning Wushuang.

He relied on himself to be drugged innocently, and was tortured by Sect Master Xue for many days. He spent the past two days bossing around, looking like an old man.Going out of the city is no exception, and Sect Leader Xue must hold her, while she sleeps under a small blanket.

When I returned to Yuhe Town, it was just the rising sun.

Everyone hadn't seen the sun for many days, and when they returned to the human world, they felt the golden light piercing their eyes.

Covered under the blanket, Xiao Yihe seemed to feel the warmth of the sun passing through the woolen fabric. He snorted comfortably, wrapped the blanket to block the glare of the light, and continued to fold it on Xue Xuanwei's chest, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Xue Xuanwei's arms were very steady, and he didn't know how long he had been walking, Xiao Yihe was sleeping soundly, when suddenly he shouted loudly!

"Xue, Xuan, Wei! How did you take care of him! Why did you let him, let him..." Nan Rongqi paused every word, gnashing his teeth, "I'll fight you hard!"

"Daddy, daddy! Calm down!"

Xue Xuan hurriedly took half a step sideways to dodge it, only to see that the bluestone slab he was standing on just now had been rotten into several pieces, and a ferocious sword pierced the ground three feet.

- Whoops.

The sword intent vibrated, and the other bluestone slabs around it also burst into powder.

Nan Rongqi pulled out the Wuyou sword from the ground, stared at Xue Xuanwei, his crown was split, he raised his wrist, and swung it again...

There was a sudden movement in the blanket, and one hand tugged inside, soon revealing a pair of sleepy eyes, looked around, and said softly, "What are you doing, you want to compete with swords early in the morning?"

It was Xiao Yihe who was still panting.

"..."

Nan Rongqi dropped the sword with a "bang", lifted the blanket and got in to have a closer look.

The two stared at each other under the blanket for a long time, Xiao Yihe saw that his face was haggard, his eyes were black and blue, as if he hadn't slept for more than ten days, he smiled: "Bah, my junior brother Is your embrace something you can come in if you want? Get out!"

Nan Rongqi backed out in a daze, changed his mind, and opened his face again: "The past ten days - where have you been! Why is there a smell on your body... I can't tell what it smells like."

Xiao Yihe raised his eyebrows: "It's a nourishing taste."

Nan Rongqi didn't understand: "What nourishment?"

Xiao Yihe moved his lips quietly, looking at the shape of his mouth, it was: "Shuang, Xiu."

As he spoke, he pulled down his neckline a little bit, revealing a little red plum blossom to show him, not at all ashamed, but rather proud.

Nan Rongqi froze. When he was "Song Yao"'s cheap father-in-law, he hoped that Song Yao would double cultivate quickly more than anyone else; now he is an old hen protecting food, afraid that Xiao Yihe will be defiled by other bastards.

Xiao Yihe wrapped the blanket back, sniffed weakly, and said innocently, "It's all thanks to Wushuang!"

"..." Nan Rongqi drew his sword, his eyes were scarlet, "Ning Wushuang! Get out of here!"

"Wow—brother! Brother Nanrong! Master Nanrong! I didn't mean it!"

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A group of people returned to the inn noisy, Xiao Yihe reluctantly moved from Xue Xuanwei's arms to the bed, loosened the blanket, revealing a wedding dress underneath.

Nan Rongqi was grabbing Ning Wushuang's ear, when he saw the dazzling red, he immediately tightened his hand, the pain made Ning Wushuang let out a loud cry, he managed to break free from Nan Rongqi, and plunged into Ming Chunxi's chest - Before, I am extremely wronged.

"What's the matter with your clothes?!"

Xiao Yihe looked down and said, "Oh, I have nothing to do, so I took the time to get married."

Nan Rongqi choked, and his gloomy gaze fixed on Xue Xuanwei, looking up and down, as if burning a hole in him with his eyes.

Xue Xuan coughed slightly, and told about the brief overlap of yin and yang, which caused them to stray into Baiyun Xianxiang.

As expected, Nan Rongqi withdrew his gaze and focused on the business: "Speaking of which, I was still waiting for you to come back at the inn, and I vaguely felt the fluctuation of the spiritual veins here. It was only for a moment, and I didn't care... Now that I think about it, It must have been about that time."

Xiao Yihe frowned: "Earth veins?"

Nan Rongqi nodded, but he was not very sure, but felt somewhat similar to the nightmare 70 years ago, but at that time the earth veins were uncovered, and the turmoil was far more intense than this.And after decades, Nan Rongqi also wondered if he was delusional.

But Xiao Yihe didn't think so. Along the way, the facts proved that all the coincidences were not coincidences, but routes deliberately designed by someone.

He lightly hooked the belt of the wedding dress with his fingers, pondered for a moment, and said: "If someone wants to repeat the old trick and use the leylines to do something, where do you think he will set this final trap?"

Today's Taoism is far from what it was 70 years ago. It is a mess. Even if there is a sword sect in the early days who looks high and admired by hundreds of schools, he is actually just afraid of the sword in Xue Zongzhu's hand.Behind the scenes, all the sects operate independently, and they all calculate their own one-third of an acre of land.

Like the Changyangmen who only cared about their own self-interest before, isn't that the case?

The minds of the Taoist sect have long been inconsistent. In the early years, there were still people who closed their doors and turned to the devil, but there are not many opportunities for people to gather together and give people a chance-now, now, There is one.

Several people said in unison: "Qingjingzong, Wanfahui!"