perfect male number two

Perhaps it was for joy, this time the wedding was arranged in a hurry than last time.

The lord of Xianmen personally went to the battle to supervise the battle, and lent the treasured place of Fengshui in Suoyue Tower as an auditorium, and asked the two families who could not urinate in the same pot to hold the wedding immediately. congratulate.The joy spread to the towns at the foot of the mountain, and the atmosphere was comparable to that of Chinese New Year.

When Liu Yanqing rushed to the door of the house, she thought she had traveled through time again.All the scenes are still on the day when Wu Yue married Su Qian.

However, the joy this time is real, without the weird cloud of last time.Only after inquiring did they find out that it was the lord of Xianmen who forcefully proposed the marriage, and asked the young master of Qixingzhai to marry the master of Jiucui Pavilion immediately.

Ah...it turns out that Xiaoman is getting married.

Marrying Du Ziteng is considered a happy relationship between the two.

The joke came true unexpectedly, and Liu Yanqing was filled with emotion.

He came in a hurry, thinking that he would use the name of asking for books to clear up his previous suspicions.When I arrived at the foot of the mountain, I was so timid because of my hometown, I lingered for two days and dared not go to the door.

For example, I don’t know if Wu Yue’s injury has recovered;

Another example is what the demon king should say when he meets the lord of the immortal sect;

……

Thinking about how he beat people to death indiscriminately, and comparing them with Wu Yue's bad things, it seemed to be half a catty, and no one could tell the other.

Liu Yanqing disguised herself and stayed in the town, quietly watching the disciples of the Xianmen come and go.Fortunately, although Demon Lord has a notorious reputation, ordinary people don't know his appearance. Apart from attracting some unnecessary attention due to his handsome appearance, it didn't cause panic.

One day he was spending time at a tea stand when he happened to overhear a chatter at the rouge shop next door.

"Boss! Take out your best rouge!"

Liu Yanqing recognized that it was Yu Qinyin's voice, and immediately pricked up her ears.

Yu Qinyin looked around and quickly disliked it: "Oh, these are not good, they are so popular that they are not tender enough."

The shopkeeper recognized that she was from Suoyuelou from her attire, and said, "Fairy, these are our best-selling shades. If you are not satisfied, you can only change one yourself."

"If I come out, I'll spend my time picking you?" Yu Qinyin pouted back aggressively, and said, "Stop talking nonsense, is there anything else?"

The boss mumbled and went to search in the warehouse, and the female nun who was with her couldn't help complaining: "Hey, we are going to get married tomorrow, and we are still looking for rouge. The bride is really difficult to serve."

"No way." Yu Qinyin's mood is still stable, and everything is centered on the bride: "The leader said that everything must satisfy Miss Su, and we will take care of it."

"Miss Su, Miss Su," the female cultivator said disdainfully, "it's not from Suoyuelou. They occupy our place for weddings, and the whole sect works hard to serve her. They can't do this or that. They really treat the people from Suoyuelou as their own." Is it a servant girl? I don’t know who gave her face!"

"Maybe the leader is trying to sell her cousin's face." Although Yu Qinyin has a strong temper, she doesn't have the habit of gossiping behind her back. She said calmly, "It's enough to finish the wedding anyway. Let's endure it for another two days."

"I think that the Su family in Jiucui Pavilion is full of bad seeds, and there is no good embryo!" The female cultivator insisted: "The leader is also, Su Qian has run away with the demon king, why do you care about the face of the Su family?"

"Mozun is our Senior Brother Liu." Yu Qinyin reminded coldly.

The female cultivator stopped talking, she was not high enough to get into the eyes of the old landlord, and she had no relationship with Liu Yanqing, so there was no need to think about the past, and she could grit her teeth without any burden when talking about the Demon Lord.

At this time, the shopkeeper came back with a basket of rouge boxes, one for the other, and Yu Qinyin opened them one by one, and rubbed them with his fingers to test the color, but he was still not satisfied.

The female cultivator said impatiently: "Senior Sister, it's almost done, I think these are pretty good."

"It's not that you are married!" Yu Qinyin was suffering from a headache, and said angrily, "If Miss Su is not satisfied, we have to go down the mountain to look for it!"

"Yeah, it's not me getting married..." The nun's words were full of jealousy: "We can't expect such a grandeur when we get married. There are hundreds of families in the immortal sect, and the leader's marriage will not be more extravagant than this." !"

Yu Qinyin persuaded: "After all, it is the marriage between Jiucui Pavilion and Qixingzhai that has settled their suspicions, or it was hand-picked by the leader. Naturally, the meaning is different."

"Hey," the female nun asked furtively, "Do you think Miss Su is dissatisfied with Mr. Du, so she makes things difficult for us?"

"No, I heard that the two of them are close to each other in private, and the leader is the beauty of adults this time." Yu Qinyin replied: "Maybe it is because of this that Miss Su is picky in every possible way. After all, girls only get married once, so of course they have to do everything." to the best."

"Then she is really lucky..." the female cultivator said angrily, "Su Qingleng's reputation has been ruined, and now the Jiucui Pavilion is a joke. She, an illegitimate daughter, can still find a good home by herself!"

"Shut up!" Yu Qinyin said patiently and sternly, "The lord just knocked on it, and fighting and running are strictly prohibited in the fairy gate. If the lord listens to your words like this, you will be punished."

The ignorant girl was scolded, she didn't want to serve the remnants of Jiucui Pavilion, and she didn't dare to seek bad luck in front of her senior sister, so she simply slipped away.Yu Qinyin competes with the pile of rouge boxes.

Yu Qin sighed at the sound box, and opened another one if he lacked interest.

Hundreds of years of grievances and grievances have accumulated in the fairy gate, and the hostility is rampant. In the past, Su Qingleng and Liu Chengxi each led a fair share, and will be able to maintain the balance; now that the two elders have lost their power, it is like a pot of boiling water. The strange trick of marriage is just to stop the boiling.

"This color is good." A slender white hand stretched out in front of her.On the palm was a box of bean paste-colored rouge, with the powder of fresh peaches.It miraculously matched the color that Xiaoman was clamoring for.

Yu Qinyin looked up her wrist and saw the man's face clearly, she was too scared to breathe.

She just inadvertently read the sentence "The Demon Lord used to be our Senior Brother Liu", and Liu Yanqing felt that the internal organs were all ironed, and said gently: "Although the color was adjusted by magic, it will not hurt the body, you take it to Xiaoman Bar."

"Master, senior brother," Yu Qinyin took it in a casual manner, after a while she came to her senses, and asked incoherently, "Senior brother, are you here for the wedding?"

Liu Yanqing laughed at herself and shook her head: "If I go, will the wedding still be held?"

"That, that..." Yu Qinyin continued to stammer: "What are you doing, brother?"

"Don't worry," Liu Yanqing reassured, "I won't kill people or make trouble, and it won't affect the wedding. You don't need to tell anyone that you met me when you go back."

Yu Qinyin nodded in a daze.Liu Yanqing did not know what sorcery was used, just like when he came, she disappeared without a sound.

Rouge was very much to Xiaoman's liking, and after she had praised her for a while, she sent Yu Qinyin out of the house with great gratitude.

Yu Qinyin was overwhelmed by the flattery, and felt that this girl from Jiucui Pavilion had no heart. Although she was a bit savage, she was really likable.Don't blame the lord for personally intervening in her life-long affairs, the devil condescended to cast spells to turn her into rouge.

Probably because she could feel that Wu Yue also missed Senior Brother Liu, after she finished her business, after thinking about it for a while, she still moved to the bamboo forest, and couldn't help but confess her adventure.

The leader of the Xianmen sect, who had been shutting himself out for several days, rushed down the mountain like a madman, wandering around the town like a headless chicken.

But the secular world is bustling, and the grand wedding of Xianmen has attracted an endless stream of businessmen.There were too many people, and Wu Yue couldn't even take a step, let alone search for one place.

The smell of Liu Yanqing filled the town, confusing his senses.Wu Yue didn't know whether the senior brother stayed here for too long, so that he walked every corner of the street; or did it on purpose to make his dog nose useless.

It was getting dark, the crowd dispersed quickly, the streets were sparsely populated, Wu Yue began to despair as far as he could see.

When there are many people, I feel anxious because I can't find it, and when there are few people, I worry that he has left.

You can't underestimate senior brother just because he is soft-tempered and easy to bully... He is still far from fighting the Demon Lord.

The lanterns come on, illuminating the remaining snow on the streets and eaves.Because of the replacement of red lanterns, the whole town is glowing red.

It is a festive red, but also a dazzling red.

If he hadn't come up with the stupid trick of pretending to be married to Su Qian, none of the following things would have happened.He and his senior brother will not come to this step either.

Why are you so confident, so arrogant... so stubborn?

Wu Yue regretted it to death. He guessed that his brother was willing to come back to take a look because he cared about Xiaoman. He might have left the right and wrong place long ago.

The majestic leader of the Xianmen sect, dressed as a commoner, stood on the street in winter, staring at a red lantern fluttering in the wind.

Alone, isolated and helpless.

Eye sockets wet with regret.

Senior brother is such a noble and face-loving person, if he is willing to admit that he misses him, and begs him to stay and stay together, it must be love.

At that time, he should resolutely obey his orders, and stay in that hole for the rest of his life and never come out!

……

Footsteps stepped on the remnant snow, making a "squeak" sound, from far to near.Because it is too familiar, even if it is mixed in the noise, it is very clear.

Closer...closer!

Wu Yue was so excited that he couldn't help himself, it was the senior brother who came towards him!

Liu Yanqing was wearing a funny blue linen dress, wrapped like a rice dumpling, her hair was combed randomly, with a few strands of messy hair hanging from her forehead, it was cute and tight, just like a silly young master who went to the market in the country, without the majesty of a demon.

Wu Yue was flattered and did not dare to act rashly.

Everyone came over on their own initiative, and he couldn't help but talk about Wu De and rushed forward to grab and tie him.

The two looked at each other politely for a while, not knowing what to say, they were so embarrassed that they were about to die.

In the end, it was Liu Yanqing who had the responsibility of being a senior brother, and she took the initiative to mention it: "It's so cold outside, why don't you go sit at my place?"

"Oh... good." Of course Wu Yue couldn't wish for it.

The bean lamp was lit, illuminating the humble inn, reminding Wu Yue of the thatched cottage where the two lived.

The latch fell, and before Liu Yanqing could turn around, she was locked in her arms.

"Senior brother...Senior brother..." Wu Yue cried like a child, "Wow", he had never lost his composure like this.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong! I was really wrong! I will never do it again!" He seized the opportunity to apologize, lest the Mozun would run away after a disagreement.

He finished his lines in one breath, causing Liu Yanqing to forget his words.

Wu Yue didn't understand the meaning of his silence, so he took his hand in a panic, pressed it to his face, and begged pitifully: "Brother, hit me again."

Liu Yanqing was regretting it, she hurriedly pulled her hand back and asked, "Why did I hit you?"

"Because...brother is angry," Wu Yue was genuinely distressed, he had no other good ideas, and wishful thinking: "Maybe beating me up again will calm my anger?"

Liu Yanqing couldn't bear to look at him with such a dignified appearance, he turned his head away and said angrily, "Don't fight!"

"That's..." Wu Yue was too pessimistic just now, and now he's too optimistic, and dared to guess: "Aren't you angry?"

How could you not be angry!

Liu Yanqing turned her face back, her facial features were still ferocious with anger, and she cursed: "You killed Mrs. Su!"

"I know, I have arranged a rich burial, and I went to the grave to repent in person." Wu Yue accepted the punishment honestly, and in the end it was the same trick: "If you are still not satisfied, brother, you can continue to beat me."

I was reluctant to fight.Liu Yanqing got angry and scolded again: "You still humiliated me! Even the snares thought I was dumped, so they came here to comfort me!"

To be sympathized with by an evil spirit is really shameful enough.

Time can't be turned back, Wu Yue can't save his senior brother's face, so he used the old routine of asking for a beating: "How about senior brother beat me up again and take me to explain to the snares?"

"What did you explain to him?" Liu Yanqing was anxious: "Shang Luo thought that I, a worthless person, beat you into a trick and forcibly saved your dignity!"

"Oh..." Wu Yue admitted resentfully, still hugging him tightly and not daring to let go for a moment, complimenting him with a shy face: "Being able to beat the leader of the Xianmen sect into a trick, at least proves the incomparable bravery of the Demon Venerable."

He did this to make the man happy, and he didn't even want his face.

It's just that when it comes to beating someone, Liu Yanqing feels even more guilty.

He lowered his head and lowered his eyes, not daring to look at anyone, and asked in a very low voice: "Are you... have you recovered from your injury?"

"Okay!" Wu Yue lied without thinking.

Liu Yanqing naturally didn't believe it, and angrily tore off the front of his shirt, and could see the unhealed scar on his chest.

Wu Yue shivered, not sure if it was because the winter was too cold, or because his enthusiasm was too burning.

"It's a lie..." Liu Yanqing stroked it with her fingertips, feeling very distressed.

The younger brother's lips were caught off guard, and the familiar touch and taste soothed the bitterness in his heart in time.

When they parted, Wu Yue frowned, and then he said that he had changed his address, and asked maliciously: "Baby suddenly took off my clothes, touched and kissed me, what do you want to do?"

Before the words fell, he couldn't wait to kiss again.

Liu Yanqing's lips and tongue were captured, so she couldn't answer his question, let alone refute that it was the other party who spoke first.

The Mozun lost all ground, and only struggled weakly when he was brought down.

The bed in the inn creaked, and the red lantern outside the window was shaking.

Only then did Liu Yanqing believe that Wu Yue's injury was indeed healed.