how to kill a dragon

Chapter 156 Of course it's because I love him!

On the flying cloud boat, Wang Fuyao slowly woke up from the endless darkness.

As soon as she woke up, she saw Wang Xiaotai sitting on the side table writing something.

Snow-white scrolls with ink fragrance were piled up on the table, and the dim light from the window was shining in, outlining her fair side face, the lines were so delicate that it seemed to be carefully outlined with fine brushwork, and her long eyelashes fluttered like wings.

She has become beautiful.

Wang Fuyao thought silently.

"Drink the porridge next to you when you wake up. You have received Zhang Wuliang's sword energy. The porridge is made of Wuliang whitebait, which can best eliminate the sword energy." Wang Xiaotai ordered without raising her head.

Wang Fuyao looked down, there was indeed a bowl of porridge beside the bed.

She got out of bed, stood on the ground, stretched her waist, twisted her neck, felt the abundance of sword energy in her body, and exhaled a mouthful of stale air, which was refreshing like never before.

She picked up the bowl of porridge and drank it down.

The porridge looked very white and watery, but it was unexpectedly delicious, and it slid down the throat into the stomach, and a warm air flowed from the stomach, slowly brushing the meridians in the body, repairing Wang Fuyao Injuries I didn't even notice.

After Wang Fuyao finished drinking, he licked his lips, feeling a little unsatisfied, "This porridge tastes good, do you have any more?"

"This immeasurable whitebait is a special product of Wuliang Mountain. It was born by swallowing scattered sword energy. I am not a sword cultivator. Where did the immeasurable whitebait come from?
"I licked my face and begged for this one. If you want to eat it again, you will go to the Wuliang Sword Sect in the future."

Wang Xiaotai kept writing, and after writing a sheet, she put it at hand and continued to write.

There was already a thick stack of invitation cards in her hand, and the whole room exuded a strong fragrance of ink.

Wang Fuyao put down the bowl, and moved over curiously, "What are you writing?"

"A wedding invitation."

Wang Xiaotai's words were not shocking, but the news that came out of his mouth was earth-shattering.

Wang Fuyao was surprised, "Married? Who?"

Wang Xiaotai took the brush in her hand and dipped it in ink, "Me."

"You?" Wang Fuyao felt that her brain was about to burn, she desperately thought about the experiences of these years, never heard of Fuyao's lady having an affair with someone?
"With whom?"

Wang Fuyao was very curious about who could make Wang Xiaotai write the invitation card for the marriage letter with his own hand, and tell Zicheng.

Wang Xiaotai didn't speak, but just handed Wang Fuyao a gold leaf invitation card that she had just written.

Wang Fuyao picked up the gold foil invitation card, which was still wet with ink, on which were written the names of two people.

One is Empress Fuyao, and the other is Ao Shun.

Surnamed Ao?
"Dragon?"

Wang Fuyao made a broken sound, couldn't control the strength in his hands, and crumpled the invitation card all at once.

She moved the white bowl on the coffee table aside, sat down on the coffee table, and stared at Wang Xiaotai's fingertips, showing a little confusion.

Wang Xiaotai didn't look up at her, and continued to write the marriage letter in her hand, "It's useless to look at me, that's the invitation card for your marriage letter, this is the only one, and it won't affect your coming to the banquet even if it gets crumpled."

"He... he is a dragon, Xiaotai, are you... crazy?"

Wang Xiaotai curled up her lips, raised her head, and turned to Wang Fuyao.

Her eyes were as clear as a pool of autumn springs, clean and clear, clearly reflecting all the colorful colors in the world, as well as Wang Fuyao's shocked face, "He is not only a dragon, but a dead dragon, I am not only To marry him, I want to worship heaven and earth with his spirit, and be blessed by heaven and earth."

Wang Fuyao has grown his mouth, Wang Xiaotai is not only going to marry the Dragon Clan, but also a memorial tablet?
Wang Fuyao fell into a complete sluggishness, feeling that his whole body was about to split apart.

She had never heard of such absurd things, and they had agreed to fight against the Dragon Clan together and seek justice from the Dragon Clan. Why suddenly, Wang Xiaotai was going to marry into the Dragon Clan?

Can this kind of thing develop like this?
"Why?"

Wang Fuyao asked in a hoarse voice, her ending trembled slightly, but she didn't cry after all.

"Did they force you? Xiaotai, if someone forces you to do this, I will take you even if I die..."

"Why else? Of course it's because I love him." Wang Xiaotai interrupted her, still holding a brush in her hand, she turned her head and looked straight into Wang Fuyao's dazed eyes, with a serious expression and curved eyebrows and eyes, like It's like thinking of something fun and funny, when I smile, refreshing honey flows out.

"I met you at the end of the day, fell in love with Lishan, lived and died together, and died without regret.

"There is so much boundless love in the world, is this a strange thing?
"Didn't you read those scripts when you walked around the world all these years? There are so many stories like this in the scripts."

Wang Xiaotai turned her head, brought up the invitation card she had just written, and blew on her wet ink.

This kind of invitation is carefully crafted by her. It is lined with gold foil and outlined with silver thread. It has a waterproof and fireproof magic circle on it. Just a single invitation is a big deal, not to mention that this invitation is actually written by Fuyao Empress herself. It is more precious to improve the luck of wealth.

Wang Xiaotai stopped writing, frowned and thought about it, but she didn't expect that someone would crumple the invitation. It seems that an anti-wrinkle technique must be added.

"Isn't this strange... You really weren't persecuted?"

Wang Fuyao put the invitation card aside, carefully scrutinized Wang Xiaotai's expression.

As long as she shows something wrong, whether Wang Xiaotai is willing or not, she will immediately pack Wang Xiaotai and fight back.

They can hide in the deep mountains and old forests to clean up, or they can find a place away from the mundane and wait quietly for the catastrophe, as long as they can become immortals.

After reaching the Nine Heavens, can the Dragon Clan die shamelessly and catch up to the Heaven Realm?
At this moment Wang Fuyao thought of ten thousand ways to escape.

They jumped off this flying boat now, put aside everything else, and walked with their swords.

Even if it is to die in the pursuit of the dragon clan, it is better than to be insulted like this.

No matter what, there is always a way out for them in this world.

Wang Xiaotai picked up the pen, turned sideways, and tapped lightly between Wang Fuyao's eyebrows, and a little ink was stained on Wang Fuyao's face. With her extraordinarily vigilant expression, she looked like a little dirty cat.

"If you are worried, why don't you come to watch the ceremony? I heard that the Dragon Clan spent a lot of money on this wedding. The wedding banquet is full of rare delicacies that have never been seen before. Even today's emperor married daughter, I am afraid it is not so grand."

Judging by her reaction, she seemed to have never heard of Ao Shun's name, presumably it was because Li Jiutuan did not tell her about it.

Li Jiutuan didn't say anything about the relationship between them. It seems that Li Jiutuan must have done something in the old mother's palace to prevent the news of Ao Shun's death from reaching the Dragon Clan.

Wang Xiaotai smiled and invited, "Besides, I want to get married, so you should always come to have a glass of wine, shouldn't you?"

Wang Fuyao asked: "Are you sincere?"

Wang Xiaotai nodded, "Of course, Ao Shun is the love of my life. For him, I will give everything."

"He will give everything for me."

Wang Xiaotai put her hands on her chest, closed her eyes, and smiled, as if she was missing some beautiful past, even her lips were pursed into a happy arc.

All living beings are full of love.

Wang Fuyao saw that Wang Xiaotai's expression was the same, although she felt strange, since it was Wang Xiaotai's own request, she couldn't stop her.

The sun was shining warmly from the window, and the flying boat passed through the heavy clouds and fog, and flew quickly between the clouds.

A slight wind blew in, blowing over the invitations hanging by the side.

And the invitation on the top of the pile of invitations was written in the most regular handwriting:

Sincerely invite all dragon sons of Jinghe Dragon Palace to come to the banquet...

　Bloody Wedding Countdown

　　
　
(End of this chapter)