Jinhuang's eyes narrowed slightly, and the thin and upward tails of the eyes reflected the yellowish candle flame, reflecting the cold light. Her right hand was palmed, and with the help of Phantom Trace, it was like a bolt of lightning that struck straight towards the door of Fu Li's face.

At this moment, a blue light suddenly flashed in mid-air, and Ling Rui's sword qi came in front of her, and the momentum was so good that Jinhuang had to abandon his palm. She spun sideways to dodge, and the sword qi brushed against her arm, leaving a trail of blood.

Jinhuang stood still, turned around and raised his head, and saw that the sword qi around Fu Li's natal magic weapon Kunwu Sword was surging, suspended in mid-air, and the sword blade was facing her front door, ready to attack.

Jinhuang straightened his back, and the Kunwu sword immediately let out a low, dragon-like hum like a warning.

The artifact is worthy of being an artifact, and as soon as he senses a threat, he immediately jumps out to protect him.

She raised her hand to wipe away the blood that overflowed from the corner of her mouth, and slowly restrained the unbridled killing intent around her. As if sensing that there was no threat, Kun Wu's sword flashed, and it was inserted into the wooden board in front of the couch with a "ding", like a guard standing in front of Fu Li.

Jinhuang's gaze swept over the sword body and landed on Fu Li, who did not react.

It seems that nothing can be done today, which is a pity......

Thinking about it, she turned around and walked out of the room without hesitation.

……

"Master, master, you see, I have picked a lot of nectar of hibiscus!" "Jinhuang" swept into the inner room like a cheerful sparrow, and shook the honeypot in his hand at "him" as if offering treasures.

"He" behind the desk put down the emblem pen in his hand, came out from behind, put his left hand on "her" waist very naturally, approached the mouth of the honeypot and sniffed, and then straightened up, the corners of his lips were close to "her" eyebrows, the warm and clear breath spread on "her" pink cheeks, and his voice was low and intoxicated, "It's very fragrant." ”

The ambiguous breath made "Jinhuang" unconsciously shrink back, and the blush flew up his cheeks, as bright as a half-branch pink peach poking in out the window. "She" pushed "his" chest, her eyes rolled to "him", and said coquettishly: "Master, why are you not serious?"

"How is it not serious?" he "put away the light smile on his face, and looked innocent and innocent, "I'm talking about this nectar." ”

"Well, that's what I'm asking about. "Jinhuang" had pink cheeks, and his lips pursed as if he was displeased, but his face showed a helpless and sweet look. After that, the gesture is to break away from "him".

Seeing this, "he" hurriedly retracted his arm and took Renfu into his arms again.

"Jinhuang" was caught off guard, protecting the honeypot in his hand while stabilizing his body to avoid falling into embarrassment. "She" raised her head from "his" chest, and called out squeamishly and helplessly, "Master......"

The voice is delicate and soft, as if dragging a long tail behind, fluffy and soft, sweeping back and forth in people's hearts, scratching up bursts of itching, and drilling into people's hearts. It makes people want to hide, but they are addicted like a bone and don't want to get rid of it.

"He" looked at "her" delicate and delicate face, and those starry eyes were full of deep affection for himself. At this moment, "he" finally understood that the previous hundreds of years of pure heart and few desires were really dull and tasteless. I once searched up and down to find that distant and sacred path, only to find that it was not worth mentioning compared to being with "her".

If the former "he" is just a shell, then it is "she" who infuses "him" with a soul.

"Jin'er, I'm so happy...... I've never been so happy...... "He" sighed contentedly against "hers," "If I hadn't met you in this life, I can't imagine how dull and boring my life would have been." ”

"Jinhuang" hugged "him" back, and his side face was close to "his" heart, "Me too." After being with the master, I realized that this world is so colorful. The peach blossoms that bloom every day are so gorgeous, the sky above the head is so vast, and the magpie birds are so pleasing, even the spring water is so sweet. After that, he raised his little face and looked at "him", "With the master, Jin'er has no regrets." ”

About, the most joyful thing in this world is that the same lover finally becomes married.

"He" couldn't help himself, his right hand supported the back of "her's" head, leaned down to block "her"'s diamond lips, changed the usual warm and lingering, rarely fierce, like an attacking sergeant, fiercely reaching Huanglong. It wasn't until the other party was powerless to parry and surrendered that "he" took off his fierce posture and changed to softness to appease the other party's traumatized and uneasy heart.

A room lingers......

The breeze blew, and several petals drifted through the window into the inner room, as if to herald the harmony of the two of them, except for the jar full of nectar and finally sitting alone on the desk.

……

Obviously knowing in his heart that everything in front of him was a dream, but Fu Li still seemed to be enchanted, and he refused to withdraw even more.

From the initial wakefulness, being in it, to the final sinking, Fu Li seems to have become the man in the dream who is also the "Venerable Fu Li" like him.

Here, he is Fu Li, and he is the husband of Jinhuang!

There is no Canglang faction, there is no cultivation realm, they live in an isolated valley, tending to flowers and plants every day, raising spirit animals, picking flowers and making wine when they are busy, and fishing in the lake in their spare time. Look up at the clouds, close your eyes and listen to the birds, drunk and sleep together.

If you find it boring, you will go out of the valley and enter the WTO, or ride a horse or go boating on the lake. Or pretend to be an ordinary couple and settle down in a lively town and immerse yourself in the worldly life. When encountering treacherous evil, you can show your blood in your heart and eliminate demons.

……

Once seemed to be an ordinary and peaceful life in the eyes of Fu Li, but now with the company of "Jinhuang", Fu Li only feels full of fun, as if everything has been injected with freshness.

The days in the dream were very quiet and passed quickly, and several years of life like a fairy couple made him completely addicted to it, and he didn't want to wake up.

And in the dream for several years, the real world outside the dream has only passed for seven days. In the past seven days, except for some disciples of the Canglang Sect, Guiyi Valley, and the Ghost Sect, the rest of the sects have all evacuated the Di Clan, returned to their own sects, and deployed their defenses according to the arrangements discussed in advance.

Although Gu Mian took care of him, Fu Li recovered faster than expected, but he was unconscious, and no one could say why.

But it was said that Jiang Xinyue, who was also seriously injured, was already weak in her spiritual root, and now she was injured one after another, although she was picked up by Gu Mian, she was still in a coma, and the day of awakening was far away. As everyone expected, when she woke up, she asked Ming Nanshu what she got from the temple, and she had no clue.

Until half a month later, only a few of them did not leave the Di clan.

One day, a loud roar suddenly sounded in Fu Li's room, accompanied by a strong and unstable spiritual power shock, startling countless birds.