long night walk

Chapter 428 Yunrong was very perfunctory in that year
The year when the young man took the crown was also a wedding banquet full of new guests.

The soft red is thousands of feet, the lights of Nanli Hall are as bright as day, brocade tents and veils, red makeup all the way, fluttering flowers, the scene of the wedding is too beautiful to behold.

The young master Tianxi who had already been awarded the crown ceremony took off the black and red Taoist robe on his body, and changed into a dazzling red gown. It will take a long time not to return to God.

It was actually Tianxi's fourth sword, Yun Rong? !
It turned out to be that Yun Rong who loves swords so much that he doesn't know what love is in the world? !

When did Yunrong marry someone?

Fang Geyu was extremely confused.

Among the guests, words of congratulations and congratulations were endless.

Amidst the joy, no one noticed that under the light, the girl with her wings tucked in her robe hid herself in the shadow of the backlight, as if she might merge with the darkness at any time.

She hid the hidden thoughts that were hard to stop boiling in her heart, and suppressed her emotions.

Young witches will eventually grow up, and demons have a long lifespan. If they want to truly become adults, they have to go through a very long period of infancy.

However, her infancy was very short. It took thousands of years for other demons to become adults, but she only spent a few decades.

Such a special change is because of her special blood, but because... the witch is moved by love.

Fang Geyu could see that the witch wanted to grow up eagerly and walk side by side with him, but he didn't see the hidden feelings for him in the witch's heart.

"Send it to the bridal chamber!" followed by a long voice from the master of ceremonies.

It was vaguely visible that the witch's body in the backlight staggered slightly, and she accidentally knocked down a glazed cup.

The tongue of fire in the cup licked the luxurious carpet lightly, and the slight fire light caused countless people to look at her, and then they all showed indifference and disgust.

But for some reason, these fairies who shouted and killed the demons were very calm. They didn't expect her to come, and no one took action to subdue the demons.

She turned a blind eye to the gazes of these upright people, or in other words, from the moment she entered Nanli Hall, her gaze had been glued to him, and there was no one else around.

He who was holding Yun Rongsu's hand raised his eyes and saw the demon woman on the opposite side of the fire.

"Ah Rao is here." The quiet and calm young master Tianxi smiled on her lips, her eyes could not hide the joy, her eyes were warm and moist that day, and the gentle title that did not avoid suspicion penetrated straight through. her heart.

But he doesn't know anything...

His gaze, his voice, were indeed imprisoning her, making her helpless and useless.

For a moment, Fang Geyu felt that the emotions reflected by the fire in her eyes were a little crazy and dangerous.

That was the deep jealousy and unwillingness towards Yunrong.

"Ah Rao, come here." But under his expectant voice, she rubbed the corners of her eyes calmly, dispelling all her emotions.

Then she gracefully walked out of the shadow of the backlight, her clothes fluttering in the air, her brocade-like black hair scattered behind her back, and the end was simply tied with a red rope in a light knot, swaying with the soft black hair.

A gust of mountain wind swept across the inner hall, carrying the dense snow, countless dead leaves fell outside the hall.

Under the eyes of everyone, she tried her best to make her steps appear brisk without revealing any flaws.

"Today is the day of great joy for the master, and the disciples are here to pay homage. May the master and his wife have a thousand years of wisdom and prosperity, and a hundred years of music and music. This is a blessing and a proof."

The witch named Ah Rao lowered her enchanting face, which is rare in the world, knelt down and licked her head earnestly. She couldn't see the color on her face at the moment when she said sweet blessings.

Fang Geyu secretly sighed that the young master Tianxi is really a god.

The demon clan, who is a secret in the world, is despised and rejected by all monks, fearing that it will tarnish their reputation if they get closer, but this one is lucky, and he was directly accepted as his disciple.

What a good skill this is, how on earth did he convince his rigid, strict and honorable old father.

After drinking for three rounds, the night is already deep.

The candles are brightly lit, the newlyweds are in pairs, the dragon and phoenix candles are shining brightly, and the light gauze curtains outlined by fine snow and peony hang down on the four sides of the golden nanmu wedding bed.

Two hazy figures of newcomers are located in it.

Seeing this scene, Fang Geyu was inexplicably ashamed and annoyed, wondering if she was involved in this long memory, and she had to watch the fourth sword of Tianxi and her young master perform Zhou Gong's ceremony with her own eyes?
She was extremely annoyed, but she didn't know how to get rid of the scene in front of her.

He could only watch helplessly as the young master lifted the hijab for his wife in the curtain of the bed, and then, with all his heart and gentleness, he took off the heavy phoenix crown, red hairpin, and embroidered shoes and coat for her step by step.

Unsurprisingly, under the red hijab was a bright and radiant face, with a pair of scissor-shui pupils faintly smiling, and slightly raised brows, lazy and frivolous, which was her usual taste.

Even on the wedding night, there is no shyness and joy that a woman should have.

What's more, there were several sword scriptures pressed under her buttocks, and she didn't hide them properly when she took off her coat, which was clearly seen by her husband.

Look at this, don't you want to deal with your husband's affairs in the first half of the night, and then read at night by candlelight in the second half of the night, and concentrate on studying the way of swordsmanship?
It's already the night of the bridal chamber, can you stop being so perfunctory.

On the contrary, it was her husband, who was really good-natured, and he was not angry at all.

Seeing those sword scriptures, his handsome eyebrows twitched slightly, and he also jumped with joy: "Wanli Fanhua Sword? Chaotic Cloak Sword? There is even a Qingzi Nanshi Sword? Where did Senior Sister Yunrong find this good thing? Hurry up Tell me to take a look?"

Fang Geyu's toothache was excruciating. Could it be that the Young Master Tianxi has a bag in his head?

Yun Rong was also taken aback, looking a little surprised, then looked at him for a while with a half-smile, seeing that his expression did not seem to be fake, she generously took out those few sword formulas.

So this couple with the most unique identities in Tianxi Sword Sect had a half-night discussion on swordsmanship in their room on their wedding night.

The groom didn't take off his official dress, and he wore it neatly on his body. He really was more gentleman than a gentleman.

With this silly appearance, Fang Geyu suddenly felt that he looked a little like a person.

Both of them are kendo geniuses, and it can be seen that although Yunrong has no affection for this husband, she is also satisfied with the fact that he can have a lot of conversations with her in kendo.

Fang Geyu even had an illusion that Yunrong regarded him as a living sword and simply married him.

When it was dawn, even Yunrong had a thick skin and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed because he had not fulfilled his wife's responsibilities.

She calmly glanced at the neatly stacked red brocade quilt on Hongluan's wedding couch, and the soft and flat snow-white towel on the bed.

I also looked at the light blueness in my husband's eyes because he hadn't slept all night, and couldn't help but feel a little funny, and said: "Junior Brother, it takes a lot of energy to comprehend the way of swordsmanship, so it's fine to work hard on weekdays. Today is you and me. On the day of marriage, it is better to rest earlier."

Although it's not too early.

　Beibei put the words here today, Yunrong is the heroine, ho ho ho!It cannot be refuted! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)