Feng Wuxian only felt that there was a coldness in his eyes when he looked at him. He wanted to see in her eyes if there was a hint of fluctuation? Even a little bit of attachment is fine.

Who knows, but what I see is pity!

He suddenly felt that a fire in his heart had been extinguished, and the world was spinning.

Even if you only have a little heart for me!

The current look is a tolerance for all things that live forever, and there is no personal affection in it. He felt defeated, defeated without warning, a mess!

He took a step backwards, held his chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out!

"Boss, boss, how are you?!" Li Dexiang in the back held him in a panic. Shocked and angry, he accused Xiaomi and said, "Demon girl, what did you do to our head just now? Despicable, shameless, insidious! ”

Wind and rain millet inexplicable: "How do I know, just look at him casually like this." Your master's body bones are too bad, so don't take it back and take care of it quickly. Hey, what kind of famous faction is it, it seems that the amount of gas is so narrow. Fortunately, it didn't stain the wedding dress my mother made for me. ”

"You, the master, don't order this demon to be arrested!"

They put aside the wind and rain and turned to besiege Xiaomi.

Between the movements of the millet, she smiled, smiling like a flower: "Everyone, today is a day of great joy, so rough and too bad scenery." It's better for the little girl to play the piano, and she should apologize to the heroes. How about the past grievances are written off? ”

The mellow voice fell on people's hearts like a jewel, making people lose their minds. Somehow, her every move will shock those who think that it will be bad for her, and will make the whole scene stand still for a few seconds, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a seduction.

Mu Fengchun said secretly, such a powerful heart control technique, no wonder the head of the family stared at her as if he had lost his soul just now. Didn't you just get hit? But this is not a flattery, but a kind of mental power that can't help but make people synchronize with her.

She glanced at Feng Wuxi, who was pranayama on the ground, and knew that he was so excited just now that he almost went mad.

Wearing delicate embroidered shoes, the golden lotus pointed to the ground on tiptoe, flew up to a height of five feet, and just sat on top of a red flower made of several silk threads.

"Miss, go on!" Yu Rong threw a rectangular object wrapped in red silk from upstairs, which was caught by Xiaomi's long sleeves and landed on her knees.

This Wujin Qin has been repaired by Qingfuyi, and when you open the red silk, the divine light is clear, and the ambilight makes people unable to open their eyes.

After a while, as usual, everyone saw that what was in her hand was just an ordinary black guqin.

People also forgot to cut off the red silk to besiege her or something, just to see what she was going to do.

Wind and rain millet fingers slowly twisted the strings, and a strange fluctuation came out from above.

She saw that everyone was bewildered by the sound of her piano, and smiled with satisfaction.

These people are too disappointing, other people's weddings are good, what kind of scene to smash, otherwise she would not have made such a decision. The music recorded in the jade bamboo slip is fresh and interesting, as long as her mind moves, it will have the function she wants.

It was just as she began to curl the corners of her mouth that a man was unmoved, and flew up to a tower of her height to stand opposite her.

The monk's robe and robe, and a robe indicate his identity.

The sound of the piano in the wind and rain was cut, but he didn't stop, just squinted at him, and asked lightly, "Great monk, are you here to see the bride?" ”

The short monk's face turned red, he pronounced a Buddha name, lowered his head and counted his Buddha beads, and said, "Donor, I don't know if you can let go of the heroes below?" ”

"Don't you dare to look at me, don't you, you're also my old friend?" Fengyu Mi asked with the corners of her mouth curled self-deprecatingly, and the smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes.

Could it be that all men in the world want to be their guests?

"Don't dare! Can't a monk break the vows? ”

"Hahaha!" Wind and rain millet smiled, she knew it well, like Ku Short, who is determined to become a monk and serve the Buddha, is naturally a person with a firm mind. What does Hongchen's disturbance have to do with him?

She asked, "Then why are you?" ”

"Please return our Master Lu to the female benefactor." The short monk raised his head at this time, and looked at the wind and rain millet with two determined eyes, not affected by her hue at all.

"Master Lu? It's my cousin Lulu, who has legs on him, and he can go back if he wants to, and no one will stop him. If he doesn't want to go back, I'm afraid that if he is forced to drink water from the cow's head, what can you do? I see that he is not gone! Xiaomi shook her head after speaking.

She pointed down and said, "He's fine now, it's in the backyard, please!" ”

Ku Short was also surprised by her confession, and thought that it would take a lot of words to move her to break off this bad fate, but I didn't expect someone to send him a message in vain.

As long as you find Uncle Lu, it is equivalent to finding their Shaolin lost mastery! In addition, the deceased was gone, and he had no intention of asking what role Fengyulou played in the last battle to strangle the Demon Sect, anyway, all factions had losses.

So he quickly ran down to catch his uncle.

Seeing this, the wind and rain millet leisurely picked up the strings, and the three pieces were played. No more movement was heard.

The people below honestly stayed where they were, spewing blood, or pranayama. The combat effectiveness has been invisibly eliminated, and there is no longer a murderous intent. I can only look at the leisurely person above with hatred.

She yawned and was about to roll over, only to be caught halfway through the jump when she was caught by a red silhouette.

Her heart skipped a beat. I saw that the person in front of me was handsome, affectionate, and the eyes like ice fell on her so softly, as if the stars in the sky were melting in it.

"Ma'am, I'm late." His thin lips furled slightly, revealing a light smile.

The chill around him as it fell made the people who were close to him involuntarily fall backwards and make way for a venue.

He just looked at her, and then kissed her on the smooth forehead in front of everyone.

He put her down, took her hand and said, "Who said that you are a witch, in my opinion, you are the pride of the sky." From today onwards, you are my lady of Qingfuyi, and we only worship heaven and earth! ”

Everyone looked at this person's snow-white hair, and the flamboyant and powerful aura poured out of his body, and they couldn't help but exclaim: "Is it the Martial Saint Nameless?" ”

Today he wore a red dress, just to marry Xiaomi.

Red, like the blood-stained robes of a long time ago, is fierce in the wind. The posture is like a straight sword, and when it is sheathed, it is restrained, and when it is out of the sheath, it is public.

The center of his eyebrows is a little red, showing his extraordinary identity. Martial saint, sword saint, it is not an exaggeration at all.

"Qinglang, I see that your complexion is different from the past, is it that your strength has been restored?" Wind and rain millet asked in surprise.

Qing Fuyi said to her, "I just, go back and take out the nameless sword!" ”

When everyone heard this, they were even more frightened, could it be that this Nameless Sword was retrieved to help Fengyulou deal with the world's martial arts? He has always been a myth in everyone's minds, and he is the embodiment of fairness and justice in martial arts. I didn't expect to marry the demon girl of Fengyulou, could it be that the catastrophe of the martial arts has arrived?