A Guide to Feeding the Master of Time Traveling

Three days later, Jiangnan Liudu came out of the Xiushan Demon Sect teaching site.

This time out of Xiushan was filled with festive lights and festivities. According to an insider who did not want to disclose his name, the Demon Cult really spent a lot of money this time, and there was no such atmosphere during the New Year.

No need to inquire, the whole world knows: This is the marriage between Lou Duan, the leader of the Demon Cult, and Ruan Sili, the holy son of the Demon Cult.

Of course, everyone knows that the Holy Son of the Demon Cult is a man.

As for how they commented, Ruan Sili didn't know, but what Ruan Sili knew was that even if they had an opinion, Lou Duan would let them have no opinion.

The leader got married, the ostentation is naturally big, no, there are hundreds of tables set up for the banquet alone, extending from the inside of the Demon Cult hall to the outside of the Demon Cult, it’s like a banquet for hundreds of families, altar masters from all over the world Ah, everything is here.

Hall Master Peng sat at the door cheerfully accepting the gift money.

"Elder Peng, why did you receive the gift money when the sect master got married?" asked a passing demon disciple who didn't know why.

Hall Master Peng said bah, why can't I accept gift money when my son gets married, but in order not to reveal the main purpose of the wedding, he still said cheerfully: "Oh, Master and the others are too busy, I will help."

"It's not your turn to help..." The disciple muttered and walked into the lobby.

"Bah, pretend I didn't hear it!" Hall Master Peng stared at the backs of those disciples viciously.

Then those who came to give gifts asked many questions, such as "Where are the left and right protectors?" and so on.

Elder Peng was in a good mood, and he even dealt with everything one by one. However, when the lunch was about to start, a strange guest came suddenly.

This is a woman, a very beautiful woman, she is wearing a tulle red dress, her autumn pupils are cut like water, and her slightly messy black hair is tied behind her head, she looks a bit miserable.

But women are like this, a beautiful woman has the beauty of being in a mess even if she is in a mess, this woman is so beautiful that it makes people feel distressed, even a middle-aged fat man like Hall Master Peng can stare straight at him.

"Does the girl have a famous post?" The disciple of the Devil's Cult who was guarding the door stopped her who wanted to come in.

The girl froze for a moment, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and she bit her lips tightly, as if she was about to shed tears in the next second.

"I" she said sadly, tears rolled in her eyes immediately, "my name card, I don't know where it fell."

"Miss, don't worry..." The disciple probably had never seen such a delicate woman before, so he quickly comforted him, "Where did the girl come from? What is her identity? We will let the girl in after we find out."

"I am Liu Xumei from Yanhualou in Yandu. I came out of Xiushan to congratulate the leader of the building under the order of my master. I didn't expect that my famous post was lost halfway. If the master found out, he would punish me severely... "She opened her mouth and was about to cry again. The two disciples at the door looked at each other, so they had to take out the list and compared them carefully before saying: "It is indeed the appearance of Miss Liuxumei from Yanhualou."

A guard held a portrait in his hand, and the portrait naturally showed the appearance of the catkin eyebrow in front of him.

"Girl, please come in." The disciple let him go.

Liu Xu nodded and thanked hurriedly: "Thank you two big brothers."

The two disciples blushed and watched Liu Xumei walk into the Devil's Cult.

Taking advantage of the people walking away, one of them looked at it and said, "It's really beautiful... When will our Demon Cult produce such a beauty?"

The disciple who just happened to be on patrol passed by, and seeing the two of them in a daze, he couldn't help reminding: "The right protector ordered that Mingzun is good at disguise, and told us to check carefully, you have to check carefully, don't let anyone go. Suspicious person."

The other one was still yearning for Liu Xu's graceful figure, and waved his hand impatiently: "Don't worry, even if Ming Zun disguises himself as a fly, he won't be able to fly in."

After he finished speaking, he exchanged glances with the disciple guarding the gate, and they both laughed wretchedly.

Ruan Sili was staying in Peng Jiuyu's new house at this moment. The two of them had nothing to do and were told to stay here and not move around, so they had to chat together.

Ruan Sili looked at Peng Jiuyu, who was wearing a bright red wedding dress, and couldn't help but click his tongue: "Oh, the figure of the right guardian is good!" (It also looks like a white lotus)

Peng Jiu Ling blushed, stood up and unfolded the sleeves of the improved wedding dress for Ruan Sili to see clearly.

The wedding dress was changed by Xiapei, and Ruan Sili wouldn't wear it even if he was killed, but Peng Jiuyu didn't resist so much.

"Holy Son, is it good-looking?" Peng Jiuling asked.

Ruan Sili nodded: "Looks good, looks good, has a good figure, looks good in anything."

That's not right, Peng Jiuling looks like a beautiful girl with a nine-headed body. His white lotus face and slender figure are really suitable for wearing Xia Pei - of course he will not tell Peng Jiuling about this kind of thing .

Peng Jiulu shyly said: "You are not bad, Holy Son, and you will look good in it."

Ruan Sili looked down at the simplified version of the wedding dress he was wearing at his strong request, and sighed faintly.

At first, it wasn't like that.

Everyone felt at first that since the whole world knew that Ruan Sili and Lou Duan's wedding was today, it must not be cancelled. But then the four elders calculated with their fingers, and they figured out that today is a once-in-a-hundred-year-old day, so later things developed into the fact that no matter if Situ Wu didn't come to attack later, Ruan Sili's marriage today was going to be finalized.

Compared with Peng Jiuyu who had already accepted, Ruan Sili felt a headache.

"Why did you accept it so easily?" He asked Peng Jiuyu incredulously, "Don't you need to fight or something? You don't look like you anymore, right protector."

Peng Jiuling blinked: "Since it's done, why fight...?" After thinking for a while, he added slowly: "I and...Rong Lu really love each other."

Bah, bah, who wants to hear this, don't Lou Duan and I really love each other?

Oh yes, really not.

Ruan Siri sighed quietly, and sang the unforgettable song "Vietnamese Bride" which was enough to express his state of mind.

If you say you hate Lou Duan, he doesn't hate Lou Duan, but if you say you like Lou Duan, he doesn't know...

Well, he admits that he likes the feeling of Lou sat by his side, and also likes the feeling when Lou sat touches his head and talks to him in that tolerant tone...

Ruan Sili, who was stunned by his own thoughts, quickly patted his face to wake himself up.

But Lou Jin's voice began to hover in Ruan Sili's head as if under a spell...

"I'm done." Ruan Sili defined himself, then slumped aside.

"Did you say Empress Situ Wu would come?" He raised his head and asked Peng Jiuling.

Peng Jiuyu shook his head: "I don't know, Situ is always unpredictable."

"Oh!" Ruan Sili blinked.

After a while, he became bored again, "Guardian Right, please tell me the story of the leader."

Peng Jiuyu was a little surprised: "The story of the leader...? What kind of story can the leader have?"

Ruan Siri said: "You guys grew up together, didn't he have some interesting childhood stories when he was young?"

Peng Jiulu shook his head: "I really don't know about this, I joined the Demon Cult with my father later... But it seems that I heard that the leader was very good at swordsmanship when he was very young, and even Rong Lu was no match for him. "

Ruan Sili said seriously: "In this way, Huang Ronglu is not a match for many people."

Peng Jiuyu thought for a long time before realizing that Ruan Sili meant that Huang Ronglu was not someone else's opponent, not that others were not Huang Ronglu's opponent.

"No," he quickly defended Huang Ronglu, "In terms of swordsmanship alone, Rong Lu's knowledge is very deep."

Ruan Sili showed a half-smile smile, "Oh, just talking about swordsmanship..."

Peng Jiuyu felt a little wronged, "He is really powerful. When he was young, he was obsessed with martial arts, and he often forgot to sleep and eat. He was also a bit dull."

"To be honest," Ruan Sili patted Peng Jiuyu's shoulder, "I think Zuo Hufa is very smart, he is not stupid at all, and a really stupid person can't find a partner, and he is destined to be a bachelor all his life."

Peng Jiu Ling showed a confused look.

Ruan Sili said sadly: "Look at the four elders, they are addicted to gambling all day long, they don't want to make progress, and they even bring their work to Pai Gow to do it, playing mahjong with their mouths open and shut. I haven't married a wife at such an old age!"

Peng Jiulu was even more confused: "What does this have to do with dullness?"

"Oh, I just want to say that Huang Ronglu is not dull, he is very smart, otherwise how would he know how to eat grass beside the nest?"

"Nest edge grass?"

"It's you." Ruan Sili showed an ambiguous look.

Peng Jiu Ling's face turned red again.

"By the way," Ruan Sili thought for a while, and then asked, "Do you know why the leader's hair is white? Could it be something crazy or something trapped by love?"

Peng Jiuyu shook his head: "I don't know about this. The leader seems to have always had white hair since he was a child, but no one dared to make fun of him. It seems that the old lady's hair is also like that, probably inherited from her mother." Come down."

Hereditary gray hair?Ruan Sili was a little puzzled, could it be albinism, but Lou Duan's complexion looked normal, not at all like suffering from albinism.

Seeing that Ruan Sili seemed to be hesitant, Peng Jiuyu hesitated and said, "Holy Son, don't have any prejudice against the leader just because of his hair color."

Ruan Sili blinked: "Why should I be prejudiced against him, I think his appearance looks good with his white hair, he looks like a fairy, you don't think he looks like the leader of the Demon Cult at all. "

Peng Jiu Ling: "..."

Forget it, the thinking of this Holy Son will never be on the same line with them.

While chatting, there was a knock on the door suddenly.

"Who is it?" Ruan Sili asked.

"Holy Son," a soft female voice rang out from outside the door, "This servant is here to help you change your clothes and wash your hands."

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