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Mo Zihan is wearing a white wedding dress, setting off that noble and pure temperament. The shell-like tube top makes Mo Zihan feel a little more ethereal out of thin air, and the complicated decoration on the waist makes the already slender waist look even more beautiful. The slender, beautiful and elegant wedding dress is very suitable for her indifferent expression.

And Leng Che, dressed in a neutral white suit, with a bewitching red flower pinned to his right chest, looks noble and elegant yet cold and domineering.There was a rare faint smile on his face, and the dark red wings on his right hand were swimming slowly, as if he knew that today was the master's big day.

The two leaned together, clasped their hands, and looked at each other with deep affection, overflowing their eyes.

"Crack..." A perfect wedding photo without a trace of blemish was taken, and the photographer kept saying that he had never taken such a beautiful wedding photo. He dragged Leng Che and Mo Zihan to take dozens of wedding photos of different wedding dresses and accessories before letting them go.

And Ling Tian and Qiu Xue had already changed their clothes and were taking their wedding photos on the other side.

Feng Meiyao and Leng Yunqing stood in the distance looking at Mo Zihan and Leng Che, Feng Meiyao said enviously, "Qing'er, why don't we take some wedding photos?"

Hearing this, Leng Yunqing gave her a strange look and said, "Aren't you and I already married? Why do we need to take a wedding photo?"

Feng Meiyao took her hand, shook it back and forth, and said with a pout: "But we got married but we didn't take a wedding photo! Otherwise, let's get married six of us together! How about it?"

"...Do you want to get married again?" Leng Yunqing raised her eyebrows.

"Uh... why does this sentence sound so wrong..." Feng Meiyao was stunned for a moment, then the corner of her mouth twitched, but she said again: "I have never been married to you in modern times, I think... Marry you again."

Leng Yunqing took a deep look at her, and when Feng Meiyao thought that she was moved by him and wanted to agree, she finally spoke, "You cheated me of a hundred taels of silver when we first got married, and now you're doing it again. Get married, are you going to cheat me with 100 million RMB again?"

"..." Feng Meiyao immediately kept silent, staring at Leng Che and Mo Zihan without looking sideways.

"Che, this wedding dress is so open." Mo Zihan frowned, tugged at her tube top, and said a little out of habit.

"Han'er, this wedding dress is very beautiful and suitable for you." Leng Che stroked Mo Zihan's three thousand black hair, leaned over and pressed a kiss on her forehead, and said softly.

Mo Zihan was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "I want...to get married in that dress you made for me." As soon as he finished speaking, the magenta off-the-shoulder long dress appeared in Mo Zihan's hands.

Leng Che looked at the dress he had taken from her and unfolded it in front of him, with a deep smile in his eyes, he sighed, "How long has it been..."

Mo Zihan smiled softly, and said softly: "This is the dress you made for me with your own hands. I want to wear it and marry you."

Hearing this, Leng Che stretched out his hand to hold Mo Zihan in his arms, and said softly, "As long as you like it."

"Hiss... whoever said that Bingshan is not gentle, it just depends on whom." Feng Meiyao touched his arm and sighed.

Leng Yunqing who was at the side suddenly said: "Isn't that flower very gentle to you before it's fallen?"

"..." Feng Meiyao kept silent again, watching his nose and nose and heart.

The six people held the hands of their lovers in pairs, with happy smiles on their faces.

"Let's go! Gather relatives and friends, and get married!" Feng Meiyao waved her small hand and said with a smile on her face.

Hearing these words, the six of them exchanged glances with their lovers, with infinitely sweet and happy smiles in their eyes.

In the solemn church, there was a desolation, only six people looked at each other with embarrassing faces, oh yes, there was also a priest, everyone wondered a question, why no one came? !

Leng Yunqing frowned and tugged on Feng Meiyao's sleeve, and asked softly, "Why didn't anyone come over?"

"Uh... this... what's going on... Actually, I don't know..." Feng Meiyao rubbed her nose in embarrassment, and said a little embarrassedly.

"Meiyao, don't tell me, there are so many people who have something to do, how could no one be invited to this big wedding?" Ling Tian rolled his eyes and said.

"Go! How is that possible? How can you joke about the wedding!" Feng Meiyao said angrily, her eyes widening.

"Then why didn't anyone come?" Qiu Xue asked from the side.

"This... I don't know, does any of you have a mobile phone?" Feng Meiyao was also a little puzzled, and felt that she should call to ask what was going on.

Everyone shook their heads. In order not to be disturbed, everyone didn't bring their mobile phones, Feng Meiyao suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"Why is this?"

At this time, Leng Yunqing suddenly said, "What date is it today?"

Hearing this, Feng Meiyao replied: "April 4st, what's the matter, Qing'er?" As soon as he finished speaking, everyone immediately glared at Feng Meiyao.

And Feng Meiyao suddenly realized the problem, April 4st, April Fool's Day!Did those people think she was joking? !Feng Meiyao suddenly became angry.

Leng Yunqing directly grabbed Feng Meiyao's ear, and scolded angrily: "Look at the good day you chose, with your character and virtue, how could anyone think it's true?"

"...I was wronged." Feng Meiyao wanted to cry but had no tears.

Leng Che and Mo Zihan on the side were also a little helpless, they didn't expect this woman to be so unreliable.

Leng Che said: "There is only one priest, and you can get married. You don't need too many people, so that's fine." After a pause, he turned his head to the twitching priest and said softly, "Let's start."

The ceremony began, and in the desolate church, the wedding of six newcomers and a priest began.

Leng Che and Mo Zihan held each other's hands and walked towards the priest. Standing on both sides of the priest, the priest solemnly began to read the oath.

After reading it, he looked at the four people sitting below, and said: "When the marriage contract is about to be concluded, if there are any facts that hinder their union, please raise it immediately, or keep silent forever." It is absolutely impossible for anyone in the church to object.

Looking at Mo Zihan, he asked, "Mo Zihan, do you want this woman to be your... er... wife to enter into a marriage contract with her? Regardless of illness or health, or any other reason, love her and take care of her , respect her, accept her, be loyal to her forever, and grow old together until the end of life?"

Mo Zihan pursed the corners of his lips, looked gently at Leng Che opposite, and said softly, "I am willing."

After receiving the answer, the priest turned his head to look at Leng Che again, and asked, "Leng Che, do you want this woman to be your wife and make a marriage contract with her? Regardless of illness or health, or any other reason, love her and take care of her, Respect her, accept her, be loyal to her forever, and grow old together until the end of life?"

Leng Che slightly hooked the corners of his lips, with a smile in his eyes, looked at Mo Zihan in front of him, and said, "I am willing."

The priest turned his head to the four sitting in the church and said, "Are you all willing to testify to their marriage vows?"

The four replied in unison: "You must be willing!"

"..." The corner of the priest's mouth twitched, he looked away, and said, "Exchange the wedding rings." The short words even omitted words.

As soon as the words fell, Feng Meiyao immediately ran forward and handed the wedding ring to Leng Che and Mo Zihan.

Leng Che took the elegant ring, with a faint red light in the center of the ring, stretched out his hand to hold Mo Zihan's tender little hand, put the ring on the slender and fair ring finger, then lowered his head gently After a kiss, she gently opened her thin lips, and said the words with deep affection, "I love you."

When Mo Zihan heard the three words she had never heard before, two lines of tears flowed down her cheeks. She put another ring on her ring finger, and said with a smile, "I love you too." you."

Although these three words are not very important to Mo Zihan and Leng Che, even vulgar, but sometimes they can produce unexpected effects.

Feng Meiyao and the four of them all looked at the pair of bi people hugging and kissing together with smiles in their eyes, and the four of them looked at each other with their lover, and kissed affectionately.

On the contrary, the priest became a one-kilowatt lamp, and he didn't want to leave or not. The priest had no choice but to cover his face with his hands, turned around and recited scriptures.

A lot of red and coquettish flowers fell outside the church door, as if they were cheering and blessing these couples, so beautiful.

Leng Che and Mo Zihan stayed in this world for a long, long time, until Qiu Xue and Ling Tian both died peacefully, until Feng Meiyao and Leng Yunqing changed from black hair to white hair, and finally trembled.

Mo Zihan was very puzzled, why she was rejected when she offered to teach them the methods of cultivation. She didn't understand until one day.

Leng Yunqing's face was covered with wrinkles, but she did not lose her noble and demure temperament. She was holding the other side with white hair all over her face, her eyes were slightly squinted basking in the sun, she was a warm old lady.He turned his head and looked at the two women who were still young, magnificent and beautiful as when they first came decades ago.

"The happiest thing is to grow old with the one you love the most." Leng Yunqing looked at the two women with a smile, her old voice was full of happiness.

Mo Zihan held Leng Che's hand, feeling a little sad, looking at the two lazy old ladies in front of him, stretched out his hand to hold Leng Yunqing's hand, and asked softly: "I will drink Meng Po soup when I die, forget about it?" After the past life, you will forget her, and she will forget you, you... really don't want to learn to cultivate?"

Hearing this, Leng Yunqing smiled softly, looked at the drowsy Feng Meiyao beside her, and said, "Even after drinking Mengpo soup, I believe we will meet again in the next life, if you find me and Yao In the next life, then, let’s continue to be good friends in the next life.”

Leng Che on the side said: "Hold your hand, and grow old with you." Turning to look at Mo Zihan, he said softly: "Although it is only a few decades, but growing old with the one I love, looking at Qingsi My hair turned gray, but I never left her until the end, staying together at Naihe Bridge, very happy."

Mo Zihan pursed her lips, the corners of her eyes seemed a little moist, she approached Leng Che's arms, and whispered: "They... can grow old together." And what about us?

Leng Che hugged her, stroked her blue hair, smelled her unique fragrance, and said, "We are also very happy."

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The author has something to say:

There are two more chapters about the past lives of the two, =. = Everyone, do you want me to tell the heartless man?In fact, I originally wanted to leave a suspense. At the end, I didn’t say who the heartbroken man was. Let everyone guess. So, if you want to know, you still have to guess for yourself. Comment, and I will decide whether to or not. Write.

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"Tong Da is really amazing!"

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