The Immortal Sect traitor is also gaining favor in the Demon Prison today

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463. The boy's promise

Three days later. "Good morning," Si Jingzhu yawned as she walked out of the room, rubbing her sleepy eyes.

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As soon as I walked into the hall, I was shocked. The whole living room was filled with clothes hangers, and rows of clothes were almost full.

The spacious reception hall of the Sang residence.

In the middle of the hall, everyone in the Sang family was carefully choosing from a pile of gorgeous clothes.

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"This one has a scholarly feel to it, and will make it look more elegant and refined, right?" "No, no, it's not good if it's too plain. This mink one will make it look more elegant."

Qingyan and Yan Rouwan discussed in a low voice.

On the other side, Hanae Rei and Bai were each holding a piece of clothing of strange style and whispering to each other with great interest.

"This tight nightgown will look very master-like, just like a warrior with a murderous aura.

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I want this! It shows off my muscles and my abs, it’s super sexy.”

The corner of Si Jingzhu's mouth twitched. What is this?

Barbie dress-up party? At the back of the hall, Long Huan stood in front of the mirror, picking up and pasting the clothes one by one.

On Sang Zhe, and then put it down. …This one, this one and this one. “Finally, she picked out three more sets of clothes and handed them to Sang Zhe, who was looking hopeless, “Go try them on.” “I said, you can’t just pick one at random—” “One won’t do!” Long Huan pouted, put his hands on his hips and said, “You must prepare at least ten sets! Since you are here to propose marriage, you must dress like Shishi!” Sang Zhe’s expression became more and more numb. Si Jingzhu gloated over Sang Zhe’s sidelong glance, then turned his head and said, “Where’s Xiaoying?”

She is still in the room." Shi Qingyan said casually: "Yu Ma and Sister Yu Bing are still putting makeup on her.

Makeup." "Read Si Jingzhu's gaze suddenly stretched out, and he sat on the chair with a bored and lonely look.

"Such a big event, it seems like you are getting married." "Strictly speaking, it is getting married." Long Huan's voice sounded again: "After all, this time we are not just going to announce the good news.

, and I also want to propose to Sister Xiaoying's parents. If everything goes well, the next step is to hold the wedding as soon as possible. " "Wedding.

Si Jingzhu sighed. "When can I wait for Sang Zhe to hold a wedding for me?" "You can sigh over there when you have time," Bai Ming poked his head out, "Why don't we try to pick out two pieces of clothes you want him to wear." "It's a rare opportunity, I don't know when the next one will be~"

What clothes do you want Sang Zhe to wear? Si Jingzhu glanced. Suddenly, an image of Sang Zhe wearing a leather jacket and tight pants appeared in her mind.

The scene of a man wearing a mask on his head and holding a whip in his hand, with an evil look on his face, stepping on himself, whipping himself and smiling evilly.

Ah. It's broken. It's really astringent. Si Jingzhu couldn't help but wipe the blood from her nose and dived into a pile of clothes to choose.

Half an hour later, Zhang Xiaoying's door was pushed open. Zhang Xiaoying, wearing a gentle green dress, walked out slowly, with light makeup and

The brightly painted lips set off her delicate and graceful face, like a beautiful girl from a small family.

Delicate. With Zhang Xiaoying's unique tranquil temperament, she looks like a beauty kept in a secluded boudoir unknown to the world. Sang Zhe is also wearing a brocade hat and mink coat, which he doesn't usually wear. It not only looks stern but also shows a bit of masculine toughness.

"Yeah." Looking at this talented and beautiful young couple, everyone in the Sang family finally nodded with satisfaction. "Miss Shui Ming has already prepared the gifts for you." Long Huan finally reminded, "Your husband must not lose your manners on this visit, and don't forget to take care of Sister Xiaoying's pregnancy." Yu Ma will go with you and take care of Sister Xiaoying throughout the trip. The rest depends on you. "We will start preparing for your wedding with Sister Xiaoying in advance, so you must not cause any trouble." Sang Zhe nodded seriously. "Don't worry." "No matter what, I will convince my father-in-law to marry Xiaoying to me." Zhang Xiaoying glanced at Sang Zhe with her beautiful eyes, and then she looked away. Her cheeks were flushed. "Let's go!" After getting on the carriage, Zhang Xiaoying suddenly asked in a low voice: "What if my father really doesn't want me to marry you?" "So what? Don't forget, we are the devil." Sang Zhe said gloomily: "If my father-in-law insists on not agreeing, don't blame me for kneeling down and begging him!" Zhang Xiaoying "

Don't worry, I have already bought the whip. " Sang Zhe said frankly, "Even if we let Lord Yue Jiao whip him for pleasure, we will definitely convince him! "I specially prepared a lot of things before I came. If your father likes to drink tea, I prepared the fairy tea grown in the fairy garden; if he likes to drink, I snatched a bottle of fine wine from Xu Yourong that has been stored for more than 300 years. In short, no matter what, there is always something that can make the two elders calm down." Seeing Rouzhe introducing his "meticulous preparation" to her endlessly, Zhang Xiaoying just smiled and raised her head without saying a word, and looked at him quietly in the corner. I don't know why. Maybe it's because Sang Zhe, who is usually unkempt, is particularly timid today. Zhang Xiaoying suddenly felt that time seemed to have returned to the days when she went to Pengxu Mountain. Obviously, the face in front of her is the person she loves the most. But no matter how many times she looks at this profile, she still feels as excited as a young girl in love. But time has changed. Even though the Rou family is now bustling with people and more and more female friends surround Rouzhe, everything seems different from the old house where only he and Rouzhe lived, which was quiet and peaceful. But this man seems to have not changed at all.

He still pays great attention to her every move. He carefully takes care of his emotions and clumsily displays his love. As long as he sits next to her, Zhang Xiaoying can clearly see that this man

His eyes were filled with his own shadow.

Yes. My husband has never changed. On the contrary, I have changed a lot compared to the past. I remember that I was often wary and insecure about the women my husband brought home. I was cold and jealous. It seemed that every person who appeared could take my husband away from me.

However, after so much time, Zhang Xiaoying already knew that Sang Zhe would not be taken away. In his eyes, there was always a figure that belonged to him. It was a night when camellias were in full bloom on the slopes of Fengfan Mountain. The boy and the girl were hugging each other tightly, taking advantage of the clear night and the cool evening breeze. And the promise that the boy made at the beginning was about to come true today. From falling in love, to getting married, to having children, to growing old together.

Four Hundred and Sixty-four. Have you ever seen someone kowtow to his father-in-law?

At dusk, the carriage finally arrived at its destination. Even though Jingzhou was less than 50 miles away from Linzhou, it still did not change the fact that this was

While all the surrounding cities were expanding and prospering under the impetus of the Vanity Chamber of Commerce, Jingzhou, due to its unique terrain surrounded by mountains on three sides, still remained semi-isolated from the outside world.

The people in the state capital still live in their own villages where they depend on the mountains and rivers for food. The population is not large, and even the business pavilion of the Vanity Chamber of Commerce has only one branch in this state, which is better than nothing.

Zhang Xiaoying said that she was born in this quiet small town. "When I was three years old, I encountered the disciple selection of the immortal sect." In the carriage, Zhang Xiaoying raised her head and looked at the surrounding scenery with a long gaze.

A few strands of hair fell by her ears, making her eyes look particularly soft.

I didn’t have much memory at that time, I just remember that when the immortal elder took me back to the mountain, my father kept kowtowed and my mother kept crying.

"In Jingzhou, there are only three children favored by the monks, and the remaining two are local rich people with plenty of money." "So after I arrived at the Immortal Gate, I thought that I must go back and let my parents live a good life in the future." Sang Zhe listened quietly at the side. "But... it's quite funny to think about it now." Zhang Xiaoying suddenly laughed: "I originally thought that I could be favored by the immortals.

, the qualifications must be very good. "

“After I arrived at the Immortal Gate, I realized that my talent was just average compared to my peers.”

"It's the kind of thing where even if I work twice as hard on my training, I still can't catch up with the average progress."

"I've been under a lot of pressure for a while. I always feel that if I continue to be so mediocre, I will fail my parents' expectations."

"In the end, when the sect allowed me to visit my family, I went home and realized that I had been worrying too much."

She smiled to herself: "Mother Duo is very happy at home. In a small city like Jingzhou, people who have lived there for a lifetime are basically familiar with the people in the city. The tailor shop opened by my parents has always been doing well, and my mother can still do her favorite embroidery work every day."

It seems that whether I practice cultivation or not, whether I can become an immortal or not, it does not change the fact that they live a happy life. "

They also advised me not to put too much pressure on myself and just live a normal life. Even if I don’t become an immortal, I’m still a child that makes them proud.”

"Isn't this good?" Rouzhe asked. "Yes." Zhang Xiaoying leaned slightly to the side and slowly leaned her head on Rouzhe's shoulder.

A faint fragrance and softness lingered around Sangzhe's nose.

Zhao also felt that he was such a lucky child that even he himself was jealous. "It was great to meet such gentle parents as Duo Niang. And also to meet such a good person as Guan Jun.

"So, husband, don't be too nervous." She gently held Sang Zhe's hand, and her fingertips gently rubbed and stroked his broad palm. "Mothers are all very good-tempered people, and they are not the kind of people who are very snobbish and vain." "Just let them know that Guan Jun will treat me well, and they will not blame husbands." Really? Although Xiaoying comforted her. Rouzhe still felt that her heart had never calmed down along the way. It was really too stressful to meet her father-in-law and mother-in-law. Because Sang Zhe himself put himself in the perspective of Zhang Xiaoying's mother, he always felt that his current situation was like a ghost fire boy with permed hair, smoking and drinking, riding a motorcycle with a well-behaved and quiet girl, kicking open the door, throwing the pregnancy certificate in their faces and arrogantly saying "Lao Deng, I will take your daughter away." Just thinking about it from another perspective, Sang Zhe felt that his blood pressure was full. I hope I will have the opportunity to explain to my father-in-law when the time comes.

Zhang's Tailor Shop in Jingzhou. "Mr. Zhang, why are you closing so early today?" "Oh, I have something to do today. There are guests coming to my house, so I have to prepare."

After dealing with the greetings from his neighbors, Zhang Quanzhi bolted the door of the tailor shop and turned to look at the middle-aged woman behind him.

...Wei Fen, calculate the time, we are almost there, right?" "Yes." "Are all the things ready?" "Ready." Wei Fen said with a worried look on his face: "Old Zhang, you said that we are just two ordinary people, and the opponent may be a big devil who kills people! Can we make it by ourselves?" "We have to do it even if we can't!" Zhang Quanzhi's eyes flashed with determination and wolfishness: "Since Xiaoying has followed him, this is the only way to save our child." "Even if I risk my life, I will not let our child be unhappy."

As he said that, he carried out several full sacks from the house and hid them on the road leading to his home.

When the time comes, as soon as I give the order, you will dump all these things out and kill him by surprise, do you understand?"

"Is this amount enough? He is a cultivator of the magic path. If it doesn't work, it will only anger him..."

"That's all we can do! How can we get more money?" At this moment, the clear sound of a carriage outside the house gradually came, which also made the husband inside the house

The woman's heart was shocked.

"There's no time to think about it." Zhang Quanzhi said decisively: "When the time comes, just follow my instructions. If you push me to the limit, I have another trick up my sleeve!"

"Well! Old man, I believe you!" At the same time, the carriage slowly stopped at the door of Zhang's Tailor Shop. The moment he got off the car, Sang Zhe felt his legs go weak. Fortunately. Yue Jiaotianren didn't stand at the door with a stick in his hand waiting for help. It was better than the worst scene expected. After Yu Xia helped Xiaoying get off the car, she looked up at the familiar plaque, her beautiful eyes slightly moist and melancholy. "Wait a minute, I'll go knock on the door..." Before Zhang Xiaoying walked over, the door opened with a sound. Inside, a dark-skinned and strong uncle with gloomy and stern eyes, and a solemn, alert woman appeared. The two people's eyes seemed to be staring straight in the direction of the carriage. Sang Zhe, who was standing next to the carriage, suddenly felt a shock in his heart. It's over. Looking at the expression, the person who came was not friendly. "Dad! Mom!" Zhang Xiaoying walked over happily and was about to speak when she suddenly heard Zhang Quanzhi's low voice: "My dear daughter, go into the house first."

"Dad has something to say to the young man behind you." There was a gleam in his eyes, as if he wanted to eat Sang Zhe.

Sang Zhe's back was covered in cold sweat. "Junior Sang Zhe, I am honored to meet Uncle Zhang and Aunt Wei. He forced a smile and bowed respectfully. Seeing the murderous looks of the two at this moment, Rou Zhe really didn't have the courage to call out to them.

mother.

"Uncle and aunt?" Zhang Quanzhi sneered and walked slowly to Rouzhe: "How dare you call us like that?" Ah? Does this offend you too? Sang Zhe's throat rolled with difficulty, and he felt desperate. It seems that he can only take out the whip he prepared in advance and apologize. Zhang Quanzhi also looked at Wei Fen. . Calling us uncle and aunt, it seems that the worry has come true. In this case. Then show your secret weapon! "I'm sorry, father-in-law! It's me, Sang Zhe, who doesn't know etiquette and is worse than a beast. Please use the whip to calm down, father-in-law, and don't stop me from marrying Xiaoying!" "Please, Master Moxiu! Xiaoying is not a very good-looking child, but she is hardworking, capable, gentle and virtuous. Even if you take her as a concubine, please don't give up Xiaoying!"

The next moment, the two men who were kneeling on the ground and kowtowing face to face raised their heads at the same time and looked at each other.

Zhang Quanzhi: “?” Sang Zhe: “?”

Four Hundred and Sixty-Five: This Demon Cultivator Is Not Right

Time goes back to the last time Zhang Xiaoying went back to her parents' home. After seeing off her own wife and returning to the path of magic, Zhang's wife immediately

Hesitantly and confusedly, he began to think: "The head of the Demonic Path, the Prison Master, is there anything you mean?" "Fen, do you know what the kid is talking about?" "How can we, the rough folks in the mountains, know about the affairs of the immortals?" Wei Fen also complained, "From what Xiaoying said, it seems that she has changed her life to a different sect." "What kind of sect is this Demonic Path? Is there any difference from the previous Shuiyue Immortal Sect?"

"You've already told me, how should I know?" Zhang Quanzhi hesitated for a moment, and suddenly an idea came to him: "Read it, go ask Mr. Xu.

Well, doesn't his son also live on the fairy mountain? "

However, when the two arrived at the house of Mr. Xu, Mr. Xu was so frightened when he heard the names Modao and Rouzhe that his face turned pale.

"The devil, the devil's prison warden? The big devil Sang Zhe who is known as the fairy killer?" He is a devil who can kill children at night! Some time ago, the entire Shuiyue Mountain Gate was taken over by the devil. I don't know how many fairies from the fairy gate fell into his hands!"

"It is said that Sang Zhe is extremely licentious and lustful. He likes to collect fairies into his harem and then throw them out when he gets tired of them."

After hearing the news, the Zhang couple returned home in despair, and they looked at each other in silence for a long time.

"…Fen, can you trust what Mr. Xu said?" "I don't know. If what he said is true, then our Xiaoying is not...

"But seeing Xiaoying coming back, she seems quite happy and cheerful. She doesn't look like she has suffered any misfortune."

And when my daughter mentioned that tenderness, she had a look of love on her face.

The couple looked at each other and came up with a reasonable explanation. They thought that their daughter probably relied on her own beauty to stay with the big devil.

Share the favor.

Thinking of this, the couple felt a little relieved. Since she was favored, she should be doing well. As for the rest, it was not something that ordinary people like them could consider.

The.

Even though the world is still peaceful today, ordinary people are no different from dogs in the eyes of monks. Any girl from any family is unlucky enough to be spotted by an immortal and taken away. Ordinary people don't even have a place to seek justice.

For example, my own daughter is just a companion to the great demon cultivator. She looks healthy and well, and can even come home during the holidays. This is already a very good situation.

After all, they are all mortals and dare not ask for more. They are content as long as their daughter is safe.

Moreover, judging from their daughter's appearance, she also liked the demon king. So the Zhang couple put aside their thoughts and just kept a close relationship with Zhang Xiaoying.

Read the correspondence and write letters to show concern for each other.

Zhang Xiaoying still often sends a lot of things home. She even sent the latest model of communication device to the two elders. However, the two elders were not used to those new gadgets after all, and were still used to writing letters honestly, stroke by stroke.

The days passed like this for a long time. And a letter from Zhang Xiaoying some time ago once again made the two of them feel

It was a bolt from the blue.

Xiaoying is pregnant! Although in the letter, Xiaoying just reported that she was safe and said that she would bring her husband back to formally propose marriage, the Zhang couple were immediately as anxious as ants on a hot pot.

What should I do? Is this demon cultivator really here to propose marriage? "I heard from Mr. Xu that most demon cultivators only care about offspring, not their partners.

They don't care! They only like young, beautiful virgins."

"What if the demon cultivator comes here just to take away the child, and then he will return Xiaoying to her family after she gives birth? What should we do then?" Wouldn't Xiaoying be depressed for the rest of her life? "

When they thought of such a miserable scene, they couldn't help but feel sad. However, after thinking about it, Zhang Quanzhi could only grit his teeth and say

Said: "I will go and ask that demon cultivator for help!"

"If you don't want the child, then don't want it, but you can't let Xiaoying's second half of her life be wasted like this."

"I'll go and beg that demon cultivator to not tell Xiaoying the truth, at least to keep Xiaoying by his side as a concubine."

Wei Fen looked worried: "That's a demon cultivator! Can he listen to mortals like us?"

"Fang Yi was in a bad mood, so he just gave the old man to you." "We have to try it." Zhang Quanzhi took a deep breath, "I am her father, I have to give

My daughter is going to fight for a way out. "

"When the time comes, we will take out all the valuables in our home and give them all to Lord Mo Xiu. If Fang Yi is in a good mood, he will be willing to keep Xiaoying by his side."

Wei Fen hesitated for a long time and could only sigh bitterly: "Oh, I hope it will work." "But my poor daughter...

In Zhang's tailor shop. After listening to the two people's description of the twists and turns, he fell into deep self-doubt. Not only him, Zhang Xiaoying and Yu Xia couldn't help but hold their foreheads. What kind of thing is this?

"Dad, Mom, didn't I tell you in the letter that my husband is a very good person and treats me very well."

"Mom, I'm afraid you're just pretending to be fine." Wei Fen rubbed Zhang Xiaoying's hair lovingly. "You've been sensible since you were young. Mom is afraid you're pretending to be fine so you don't want to worry your parents...

Zhang Xiaoying was even more confused. Sang Zhe's face was even darker. He turned his head and couldn't help but ask Yu Xia quietly: Yu Ma, is my public image really so bad? " "..Master, you worry too much. Those negative images are all from the past." Yu Xia said.

He endured the smile and consoled them, "Now it's just that the two elders are reluctant to use the communication device. Otherwise, with the old man's current popularity on the Internet, there would be no need to worry about so many misunderstandings.

"So... Zhang Quanzhi asked tentatively: "Master Demon Cultivator, are you tired of playing with Xiaoying and ready to abandon her?" The word "Master Demon Cultivator" frightened Sang Zhe so much that he fell to his knees again: "Father-in-law, please don't call me that again! It's embarrassing for me! If you call me that again, I'll be kicked out of bed again tonight." "You two elders should just call me Xiao Sang, whatever comes to your mind." Looking at Sang Zhe, who had no airs and looked like an ordinary young man, the Zhang couple looked at each other. What do you feel?

This future son-in-law is not the same as the high and mighty immortal in his imagination. "As for abandoning Xiaoying, that is purely your fantasy." Sang Zhe looked at his face bitterly and said aggrievedly, "Before I came, I was worried that you would blame me for being rude and marrying with your daughter and child, and you would whip me. I have prepared everything.

How dare I not want Xiaoying? I can’t dote on her enough, but to be honest, it’s Xiaoying who doesn’t want me.”

If such a day really comes, I will come to your house and cry and beg you to say a few good words for me."

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