MTL - The Villain is Outrageously Beautiful-Chapter 62 Sweet dreams will become

The beginning of the ceremony.

When I stepped into the cool valley door, the Zhou string was lightly painted, but it was difficult to cover the beautiful color of the brilliance. The long eyebrows were even Juan, and the mouth contained Zhu Dan; the Luo Yi was like a fire, and the lupin was crossed, and the lotus step slowly. A pair of egrets at the gate of the mountain, when she was in the middle of the road, she sang a long song at the right time.

Surprisingly, Wen Xuechen, who went to Gukou to meet, was standing in the same door as her. The two men stood by each other and were very warm.

Wen Xuechen was so weak, sedentary, and walked all the way from Taniguchi to this place. He was already a thin sweaty man. He held a cane and grabbed the concentric knot in one hand, but he was completely step by step, and his waist was like a waist. Loose, quite straight.

Zhou Xian has been very distressed by the warm snow dust since the beginning, and the ear is soft: "Dust brother, you go slower, I have to keep up."

"I am holding you, I can't keep up." Wen Xuechen's voice is slightly ups and downs, obviously it is too tired, probably because of this, his words reveal an unspeakable gentleness, which sounds irritating. "Today is your wedding, I can't be pushed up. I want to bring you into the cool valley, and never let you out."

Wen Xuechen sat on weekdays, but there was no mountain dew, but whoever wanted to open the body was the tallest of the four brothers. When passing by Qu Chi, he was even higher than him.

The appearance of Xu Xing on the stage could not help but be a bit boring.

Qing Jingjun also whispered a joke Xu Xingzhi: "Well, it seems that you are the shortest of the four first-persons."

Where is the eight-footer Xu Xing who cares about this, he replied: "Master is a few inches shorter than me."

The quiet and quiet mouth is happy: "Show me young."

The scenes of the two men and women who bite their ears privately have long been commonplace. Even when they are too lazy to look at it, the nine lights are obsessively obsessed with the lips that Xu Xingzhi provokes, and the throat is thirsty and moves up and down.

Perceived the line of sight on the side of the body, Xu Xingzhi looked back and waited for the nine lights to hurriedly dismiss the line of sight, and the left eye gave him a light glimpse.

This frivolous action is really like a fishy water from his beautiful face. The smile is also very smart. When the feathers rise and fall, the nine lights only feel that their heart is bitten by a small animal. One bite.

... The Meng Zhongguang under the stage almost smashed the clothes belt.

Daomen marriage, all rules and regulations are not much different from the mortal, to shake the monarchy ceremony, the newcomers have worshipped the ancestors, the master and the heavens and the earth, and then worshipped, they will only be feasting.

Qing Jing Jun La Xingzhi served beside him, saying that it was a dish of wine, but in fact he had a pair of tableware glasses, which is equivalent to eating with the public.

The nine lights have come, and they will not be left out. Qing Jingjun first toasted him: "Small lights, come, long time no see, full of this cup."

Xu Xingzhi couldn't help but say: "Master, the little lamp has always been temperate, never drinking..."

However, the nine lights did not change, holding the wine-filled wine princes, covering their sleeves, and drinking a cup, showing them at the bottom of the cup: "...Xie Master."

Even if the quiet Jun is also amazed, he also drank the wine in the cup and returned to the empty cup.

Xu Xingzhi slightly frowns.

The disciples were entertained, but some people watched the changes on the stage closely.

A Fengling disciple crossed the list of various dishes and talked to the Fengling disciples in front: "...the brother and the son of the magic road, and the eyebrows will come for a while."

"What is the son of the devil." The disciples in front of the road said, "Now his status is not what it used to be, and it is a lot higher than ours. Those sages are the ones who can stand on his side."

The disciples in the back had a meal, and the words were sour: "It’s really flying on the branches and turning into phoenixes. It turned out to be a waste that was rejected by the magic road..."

"Hey. You said so, let the brothers hear it but be angry."

The disciples at the back did not dare to talk about it anymore, but they still had words in their mouths: "The brothers are really affectionate to the nine lights. They have been away for almost a year. When the brothers occasionally take us to practice the sword, they will not consciously call the nine. The name of the lamp, called him to demonstrate the sword. This is really..."

Having said that, the two suddenly heard a soothing "click" on their side.

The two looked back, but they saw Meng Zhongguang, who was sitting far away, holding a silver cup. The handle and the cup were folded at a strange angle.

They all thought that they had spent their eyes, and then they fixed their eyes on it. The cup seemed to be no different, and it was pinched in the hands of Meng Zhongguang.

... It’s really a look.

These two people are determined not to say a few more words. After all, this Meng Zhongguang follows the side of Xu Shixi, and they have passed on their words in a smug manner. According to the temperament of the brothers, they are not able to practice.

Meng Zhongguang had a face and put the silver cup back to the corner.

If you look closely, the cup handle that he had pinched off was actually pulled back by his life.

He looked up and looked at Xu Xingzhi, who was toasting the Jiuzhi lamp. The hearty and gentle smile looked at Meng Zhongguang’s desire to smash the table.

... Brother, you annoy me.

Everyone from the day to the night, the bright moon of the moon plundered and plundered the red sun, and the feast disappeared.

The drunken Jingjun was kicked back by Xu Xingzhi in the guest hall. He did not stop to pull Xu Xingzhi’s sleeves: "When, when are you going to marry? I, I will give you a gift early here." Up..."

Xu Xingzhi responded: "Well, Master, as long as you go back to sleep, I will show you my wife tomorrow morning."

"...Really? Don't lie to me?"

The monarchs who have not yet dispersed are laughing, and the nine branches of lights can’t help but relax and tighten the tight lips. Because the thin belts are slick and shiny, the double-eyed and unscrupulously stare at Xu Xingzhi, even Liu Yunhe frequently coughing behind him can not stop his sight.

... I haven’t seen my brother for a long time. It’s really been too long.

When he saw this person again, the desire of the bottom of his heart swelled like a hungry beast.

Settled in the quiet Jing Jun, cleaned his hands and feet, prepared the hangover soup to him, and burned hot water into the pot to facilitate his free drink, Xu Xingzhi to cover the door to leave.

I asked the disciples of Qinglianggu and learned that the Jiuzhi lamp did not leave. Instead, I stayed at a certain place in the valley, and Xu Xingzhi’s heart was happy, and the footsteps went to the place where the other hall was.

To open the door is Liu Yunhe.

This person even fell in the eyes of Xu Xing for less than two seconds, Xu Xingzhi crossed him and walked straight into the hall. He was very stunned by the nine lights that had just turned wide and opened, and had not yet had time to turn around. : "Fengling disciple Xu Xingzhi, see the Lord of the Magic."

Jiuzhi Lan was changed by Xu Xingzhi's face, but through his slightly eyebrows and smiling lips, the nine lights seemed to be realized. The single-finger door, Ping: "You go out."

This order is obvious to whom, Liu Yunhe is discolored, but the Jiuzhi lamp just glanced at him casually. He lost his temper and said "Yes". He had a cold face and turned to the door.

The door fan closed and the sound of the nine lights immediately came forward, holding Xu Xingzhi’s body with the cold body into his arms.

The man's body does not resemble a woman's soft body, but the Jiuzhi lamp is still trying to hold Xu Xingzhi as hard as he can, clasping his shoulders and clasping his firm and lean shoulders, and wishing to integrate him into his body.

Xu Xingzhi was held in a fog, and his bones were so tight that he even had a good night's sleep, and his waist was slightly faint.

However, he still allowed the nine lights to hold himself, and treated the child with his long hair: "The brother is there, is it."

Jiuzhi Deng felt that he was out of his way, slightly shy, but reluctantly let go of his arm.

"The brothers suddenly fell down and scared me." Jiuzhi lights warmly said, "I thought that my brother would be born with me."

"You have to hold your face in front of your people." Xu Xingzhi looked for the chair and stool, and went down, long legs. "How, did he bully you?"

As a lord, the nine branches of light have a strong voice of the superiors, and they are not pressed in front of Xu Xingzhi: "He does not dare."

Xu Xingzhi also can see that the Jiuzhi lamp has greatly benefited at this time.

At the time of Jiuzhi's demonization, Xu Xingzhi took him to the secret wall of the jade, and diverted the meridians for him. Therefore, after he succeeded in transforming the demon, the original skill was not damaged at all, but he returned to the magical altar and studied magic. After the heart, the repairs that he had not upgraded in years have actually risen to the third level. At this time, he has approached Jindan’s great perfection and can be promoted to the body of Yuan Ying at any time.

The six Yunhe cranes are also a seventh-order Jindan. Even in the deep roots of the Magic Road, I am afraid that I have to be afraid of the strength of the Jiuzhi lamp. I dare not easily overcome him.

I thought about the day when he went back to the mountain to pick up the nine lights. He used the same curse to hold the stone screen and the high-spirited appearance. He then saw the appearance of his daring and daring, and Xu Xingzhi felt a bit of happiness.

When he was delighted by the nine lights, Xu Xingzhi couldn’t help but think that if he had the light, he would definitely suppress and bully Liu Yunhe’s things in his total number of forests for three days and three nights, even if he was unreasonable, he would have to stir up three points. And grievously begged himself to take the lead for him.

Thinking of his face, Xu Xing's lips smirked.

Jiuzhi Lan looked at the smile that made him dream, and only saw that he was already sitting in the universe, full of comfort: "Brother, can you drink alcohol?"

Referring to this matter, Xu Xingzhi remembered the banquet and asked: "The small lamp, in the past, you did not drink alcohol, what happened today?"

Jiuzhi Lan lightly replied: "Since I returned to the General Altar, I suddenly discovered that drinking alcohol is not a good thing."

After a few words, Xu Xingzhi changed his color slightly, and his heart slammed down.

... He is not doing well after all.

He tried his best to comfort the nine lights: "Liquor is not a good thing. It is not enough to drink less. It is too dark to drink. Even today, I don't know."

After saying this, Xu Xingzhi wanted to laugh.

In the past year, he always thought about the feeling of powerlessness when the nine lights were taken away. Only drunkenness can solve regrets. Now he has a long-term conviction to persuade Jiuzhi to drink alcohol. It is also funny.

Jiuzhi Lan did not care, said: "The brother is not on the side of the body, why should I know this evening?"

This is a bit weird, but Xu Xingzhi never thought about it, but he was distressed and distressed.

...he is already coming back. In any case, it was no longer the plain-aged boy who was as silent as the sea and stunned by the sword.

Xu Xingzhi took out a glass of wine and clinked with him.

The Jiuzhi lamp was not drinking, but stared at the throat that he slid and slid with the swallowing of the liquor. I hope that time will stay at this moment and will not advance.

After three rounds of wine, nine lights put down the glass, said: "Brother, I am not doing anything else, just want to see you. After that, if you see the direction of the main road of the Magic Road, do not worry. ”

One of Xu Xing said: "What happened? What do you want to do?"

"I want to try to get through the Yuan Ying Lei."

Xu Xingzhi’s face changed and he threw the glass of wine: “Noisy! How many days have you entered the Great Satisfaction? How can you say that you will be robbed?”

The tone of the Jiuzhi Lan is rare to be naughty: "Isn't the brother of the same year say that you will cross the ferry?"

Xu Xingzhi has a heart to say with him: "When are you getting mine, call me together. The brother is already the body of Yuan Ying, and it is more than enough for you."

The heart of the Jiuzhi lamp was quiet for a moment and forgot how to beat.

He heard his voice saying, "Brother, you will be hurt."

Xu Xingzhi puts his hand on the hand: "You are my younger brother. I am big with one hand. If you are guilty of sin, it would be better to have a few thunders on me."

Nine branches of lights are obsessed with Xu Xingzhi, and the more they are instigated, they can't even restrain their mouths: "That... brother, you know why I have to cross the thunder so early?"

"How difficult is it to be the Lord of the Magic Road, I understand." Xu Xingzhi said with tolerance. "In order to improve the strength, it is not a bad idea to fight together. Brother, you can feel at ease..."

"No." The Jiuzhi lamp seems to have been insulted, and it is rare to interrupt Xu Xingzhi’s words.

--no.

- He is for the brother. The location of the Lord of the Magic Road, how to match the brothers.

However, the Jiuzhi lamp did not tell the truth in his heart: "Senior brother...is sure to be the master of Fengling Mountain."

"Who knows."

Since the last succession of the ceremonial demonized nine lights, Qing Jingjun has not mentioned that he wants to follow any of the things, Xu Xingzhi is also happy to relax, after all, he is more fond of swaying, this place of the Fengling Mountain, he Would rather be called as a singer.

But the nine lights have a plan.

Liu Yunhe wants to help himself to do what he wants, and he will take orders from him, let him fight with his two brothers, wait for him to pack up the river and look around, the one he used as the weaker of the arrow and the wine The son actually recruited a group of good forces in the dark, and he refused to show his temptation.

As long as the nine lights gradually deprive the power from his hands, do the Lord of the Magic Road, and then formally contract with the right path, then among the four doors, those who are qualified to match the brothers and who can stand shoulder to shoulder with the brothers, Have yourself. At that time, he will present a covenant's covenant to the brothers in a bright and honest manner.

In the past, he only lived in his nightmare, even if he had a little thought, and felt that he had tarnished him. Now he is at his fingertips. The nine lights only want to think about it, and he can’t help but be thrilled.

For a moment, he forgot to shape, and he reached out and grabbed Xu Xingzhi’s right hand on the side of the table: "Brother, if..."

His next words were interrupted by the threshold of the door that opened.

Meng Zhongguang backed his hand and walked slowly into the hall.

"Senior brother, you are here." Meng Zhongguang’s voice was very sweet, but it seemed to be rushing with countless dark thoughts and evil whispers, so even if he smiled on the face, his shape was chilling. The illusion, "... it’s hard to find it."

Seeing this face that I had the privilege of getting along with my brothers and sisters, Jiuzhi’s heart was full of gloom. Fortunately, good cultivation allowed him to calm down quickly and follow the etiquette and get up and meet: “...Meng Shidi.”

Crossing the shoulders of Meng Zhongguang, Jiuzhi Deng looked at the six Yunhe cranes that should have been guarded outside the temple.

Liu Yunhe naturally did not do his best to stop Meng Zhongguang. He couldn’t wait for everyone in this house to be beaten up, and he would end up with a dog biting his dog’s mouth. Therefore, he chose to turn a blind eye to the cold eyes of Jiuzhi.

Xu Xingzhi does not know why there is some guilty conscience: "Heavy light..."

Meng Zhongguang’s gaze fell on the back of his hand on the side of the table, which had just been touched by the nine lights. Step by step: “Brother, the light is waiting for you in the temple for more than one hour, you stay with him. No, no matter what I am?"

Xu Xingzhi wants to explain: "I..."

But Meng Zhongguang did not give him a chance.

He grabbed a step forward and reached the leg of Xu Xing on one knee, pinching the earlobe of Xu Xing, and in a condescending position, he kissed Xu Xingzhi’s lip with a light scent of wine.

This kiss is so violent that it is not like Meng Zhongguang's fall. In the meantime, the oppression of punishment and punishment is even a little horrible. In his violent and powerful topping and scrolling, Xu Xingzhi is already a soft leg.

"Don't make trouble!" Don't wait for the nine lights to come back to God, Xu Xingzhi pushed Meng Zhongguang away, rubbed his lips with his hands, and complained slightly, "...the small lights are still there!"

The scene of the kiss between the two people only called the nine branches of the lamp numbness. However, Xu Xingzhi used only seven words, and he made a big hole on the chest of the nine-light lamp.

His eyes and eyes were gradually stained with a thin layer of red.

The author has something to say: The following song by the light sister brings a deep affection: "Of course, choose to forgive him."

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Next, the nine sisters brought a nostalgic golden song: "He must love you very much."

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