Huang Banshan smiled very obscenely: "I haven't seen you for many years, the second senior brother is really impressive!" "Wrinkles can kill flies and play grandfather and grandson love, this Jiang Mochou's taste is also colorful.

"I haven't seen you for many years, and Senior Brother Huang has made me gouge my eyes." Xu Zhenqing became more and more disgusted with this place of the Ghost Sect, and he was a Qingxuan Zhenren with a good Dao bone fairy style and an excellent demeanor, but now he has become a senior old rascal. Zhu Mo is really a scourge.

"Then this thing is strange, since Senior Brother and Jiang Yatou don't have any friendship, why stop me?"

"I can't get used to you bullying a little girl!" Xu Zhenqing said angrily, "Besides, Chi Yue is about to marry her, if you really kill her, won't it be a red affair to become a white matter?" ”

"Hehe, I don't believe that Senior Brother doesn't know the movements of the Wulin League, and I don't know how much blood it will take to dye this happy event tomorrow." Huang Banshan smiled coldly, "Jiang Mochou is bewitching people's hearts, and it will become a scourge, it is better to take advantage of Chi Yue's deep affection and break it early." ”

Wow, it turns out that the poor apprentice is so charming that the disciples of the bamboo charm are stunned?! Xu Zhenqing felt a sense of pride in his heart, this was enough for him to blow on Qingxuan Mountain for five years.

"I'd rather demolish ten temples than destroy a marriage, junior brother, you are about to take care of things wider than your face. I don't think Chi Yue is a fuel-efficient lamp, so if you kill your wife, you're not afraid that he will turn his face? ”

"It's better to turn the other cheek than to capsize the ship." Still fuel-efficient? That kid is running out of gas! Of course, Huang Banshan couldn't say that he killed Jiang Mochou in order to give up Chi Yue, so he could only swallow his thoughts in his stomach.

He has studied lifelessness and immortality for decades, and knows that after the yin poison enters the bones, it is by no means a scattered effort. If the wolf cub doesn't give up, there is only one way to die, so he will take the risk of stabbing Jiang Mochou, even if Chi Yue will hate him in the future, Uncle Huang will never regret it. It's a pity that the success fell short, and it was disrupted by Xu Zhenqing tonight, and it may be difficult to do it again.

"I don't care if he turns the sky upside down, but Jiang Mochou, you are not allowed to move! Otherwise, Poor Dao will travel to Biluo Valley every day, assassinate the Chi Demon every night, and send him to Jiuquan to be the companion of that girl sooner or later! ”

"Second Senior Brother, are you sick?" Huang Banshan's eyebrows twisted into a mountain river.

"Do you have medicine?"

"This is the housework of the Ghost Sect Sect, what are you a Qingxuan elder blindly mixed in?!"

"I have nothing to do when I retire, find some excitement to enrich the monotonous old life." Xu Zhenqing narrowed his eyes and said, "Besides, why don't you be a widow who pulls the grass on the grave and runs to mix with the affairs of young people?" ”

Huang Banshan suddenly looked anxious: "Make it clear, widow or widow?" ”

"Who knows how you and the surnamed Zhu are divided" Xu Zhenqing looked him up and down, "Poor Dao bet on half a yellow sorghum wine to bet that you are a widow, and you are still in line after Le Qianqiu, let me go?!" He hurriedly turned his head sideways, narrowly avoiding a powerful qi sword from the other party.

Huang Tui was the first master of the Qing Xuan Qi Sect back then, and even Min Yunzi, the senior brother of the Sword Sect, did not dare to plunder his edge, and now he has cultivated deeply and his fingering is exquisite. Xu Zhenqing was almost broken by this sudden blow, and he scolded in shock: "You old thing who is not virtuous for a long time, when will you learn to hit people without slapping your face?!" ”

The other party poked his finger again: "I am kind enough to help the second senior brother with plastic surgery, so that the teachers and wives of Emei will have high blood pressure when they see you"

"That's because they're too superficial and don't know how to appreciate the inner beauty of the poor way." Xu Zhenqing blocked his face with a horizontal sword, and said angrily, "The surname is Huang, if you do it again, I won't."

"You're welcome!" Huang Banshan interrupted. He temporarily retracted his attack, raised his head and looked in the direction of Qingxuan Mountain, as if recalling a distant past, "It's been more than forty years, and I also want to know who is stronger and who is weak among the descendants of the two sects of sword qi, second senior brother, your second senior brother?" ”

There was an empty space in front of him, and someone had already flown away. A long laugh floated in the night wind: "Poor Dao is saying that he will not be accompanied~~~"

If you can't beat it, you can still fight, when you are the second senior brother, it's really two

******

Yan Buli woke up with an empty side.

Chi Yue went to Naihe Courtyard before dawn. According to the ritual, the bride should be dressed up in the morning, and then get on the sedan chair and pass through the door when it is auspicious.

Yan Buli couldn't help but laugh just thinking about the appearance of someone coming out of the sedan chair with a red hijab, and he didn't feel sore and weak when he smiled

"Look at the beautiful lady, I'm secretly happy before I get married." Outside the bed tent came the rough sound of cold smoke and the playful laughter of hookahs.

Someone?! Yan Buli suddenly coughed embarrassedly: "Ahem, what are you doing here so early?" ”

The hookah replied softly, "Didn't Madame exchange with the sect master?" Therefore, this morning's ancestor worship will be replaced by Mrs. ”

Yan Buli was tossed for half a night last night before falling asleep, and he was still a little groggy when he woke up, but he immediately woke up when he heard this, and he hurriedly drilled out of the silver curtain: "What? Take me to your ancestors?! "Damn, my grandma, do you want the ghost sect to be so bloody and violent?!

The hookah laughed out loud: "Madam, you misunderstood, the marriage of the sect master is a major event in the family, and it is reasonable to worship the sect hall to tell the ancestors." ”

Oh, just go and put some incense and wax on those dozen unreliable former sect masters? Yan Buli felt that he was very likely to burn down the sect hall with a fire

Han Yan brought over a square tray of ebony lacquer gold, which contained a bright red and joyful phoenix crown, dazzling like a burning red flame.

Someone blinked and pouted: "What about the men's clothes that you said were good?" ”

"This new dress is tailor-made, and it's too late to change it. You can get into the groom's official robe, but the left and right sides are just a little fatter, but this wedding dress has a thin waist and narrow shoulders, where can the sect master's body rest? ”

"That's called tight temptation."

"Madam, don't make trouble," the hookah couldn't help but drag the person off the bed: "Hurry up and take a bath, put on makeup, change clothes, and the bride will come over to deliver the wedding cake in a while, you must eat the red date filling!" ”

Han Yan looked excited: "Yes, yes, yes, give birth to a noble son early, good luck!" ”

Yan Buli asked weakly, "Can you not eat it?" ”

"Madam, you can eat in the morning this day, and then you have to go to the cave room at night, you can see if you can eat or not."

Someone suddenly perked up, clenched his claws into fists and said, "Then I'll eat them all!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a tall woman with pink cheeks and a red silk flower on her head entered the door.

When a group of maids brought ten plates and hundreds of wedding cakes one after another, Yan Buli hated to give herself a mouthful.

"Eat a meal, perfect; Pick one, pick one out of a hundred. Xi Niang's smile was brighter than the flowers on her head, "Madame, choose quickly, the sweeter the filling you choose, the better your life will be in the future!" ”

Looking at the round and yellow wedding cakes on the table, Yan Bu didn't leave his eyes and trembled, what if he chose a bitter gourd filling? It's just that he's a dying person anyway, I'm afraid he's a bird?!

He closed his eyes and picked one up casually, bit it and almost knocked his teeth down, covered his cheeks and said, "This craft is too rough, do you dare to take the nucleus?" ”

"Eh, I really chose jujube filling!" The two women jumped up like chicken blood, "Madam, eat quickly, this is a good sign!" ”

What a fart omen, do you really want me to give Chi Yue an ancestor?

Yan Buli felt that the cake was a little slag, and when he turned it over, he found that the filling was exposed underneath, and the brown jujube paste leaked into his hand.

Nima, this pastry chef is too distracted. He endured the sweetness and ate two bites, and inadvertently swept over the bride standing at the table, and suddenly felt that the other party was a little familiar.

Wait a minute, Reveal Stuffing?!

The bride with heavy makeup raised her head consciously, and threw a wink at him with a smile.

Yan Buli choked violently, trembled, and the wedding cake in his hand fell instantly, falling apart on the ground

Daddy's Daddy, my Grandpa! Uncle Hua, you are really a good one!!