Chapter 137: The Door Master's New Wife
Among the young couples, two people stand out. The female is eighteen years old, and the male is eighty years old.
She wasn't so divine that she could tell exactly how old a person was from their face. The reason why I know so clearly is because those two people are quite famous.
Male: The master of the Infinite Gate. Ji Wuming.
Female: The fresh wife of the door owner. Yao Yao.
The eighty-year-old master of the Infinite Sect married an eighteen-year-old female disciple, and this matter was widely spread in the rivers and lakes, with mixed reviews.
There are swearing.
There are envy.
There are jealous ones.
Because she was curious, she mingled with the guests, attended the grand wedding banquet, and ate a banquet that did not come with a courtesy. I didn't expect to see them at the top of the Romance Mountain now.
She heard the old Immeasurable Sect Master, on the edge of the cliff, chanting a name over and over again: "Yao Yao." ”
Over and over again.
It never stopped.
Yao Yao on the side of the door master had no expression.
Like a passer-by who doesn't care about himself.
His calm gaze fell on the void, and he didn't know what was going on in his heart.
The disciples of the Immeasurable Sect counted loudly beside him, recording the number of times the master shouted: "Six hundred times." ”
"Six hundred and one times."
"Six hundred and two."
Du Ruo didn't move.
She's counting too.
She wondered, did this old and immeasurable sect master really want to follow the rumors and shout Yao Yao a thousand times on the edge of this cliff?
900th time......
999th time......
The thousandth time.
Come to an end.
The Master of the Infinite Sect took the water from the disciple and drank it slowly. I had been repeating Yao Yao's name before, and after drinking the mountain breeze, I started to cough at this time.
Yao Yao still had that indifferent look.
Du Ruo watched the excitement from the sidelines.
This old husband and young wife are really strange.
The old infatuation is eager.
Less coldness.
Immeasurable Sect Master: "I have pronounced your name a thousand times, and I don't want to be in the next life." I just want you to believe that I really like you. ”
Yao Yao was silent.
Didn't reply a word.
It was as if he hadn't heard it.
Master of the Infinite Gate: "Before I married you, I said it. I won't ask you to like me. You just have to accept it. ”
Yao Yao: "......"
Silence continues.
No waves.
The Master of the Immeasurable Gate and his fresh wife left.
Du Ruo was also silent.
She originally thought that such deep and sour words, coming from the mouth of an eighty-year-old man, would make people feel disgusting.
In fact, no.
Instead, she felt sincerity in it.
Reciting a person's name a thousand times, not cultivating wishes in the next life, or even asking for an encounter in the next life.
Like someone, don't ask for the same in return, just hope that the other person will accept it.
Even if the other party is cold and ruthless, he will not change his original intention.
This......
With the ability of the immeasurable master, if he is just old and mediocre, lustful and obscene, he covets Yao Yao's beauty. Why bother? Married and married. Gotta get it. What's the need to say such crooked things again? What is the need to leave the Infinite Mountain and come to the Asking Mountain?
Sigh only sigh and make people happy.
If the Lord of the Immeasurable Gate was born fifty years earlier.
Do the same thing.
Say the same thing.
It's like love.
Now that he is old and half of his body is in the ground, it is difficult not to be regarded as a joke when he says such fleshy and affectionate words-!
on the boulder.
Two more names.
Chen Xianxi
Du Ruo
It was engraved by Chen Xianxi.
He saw that she didn't speak for a long time, just staring at others, so he secretly engraved her name. After a long time, she still didn't speak. He exclaimed, "What are you thinking?" ”
Du Ruo looked back: "I'm thinking, when the master of the Infinite Gate is eighty years old, he can marry an eighteen-year-old beauty in the rivers and lakes, and she is very happy." When I am eighty years old, will I be able to marry an eighteen-year-old young boy? ”
Maybe true love knows no age?
Belated love is also love.
Old love is also love.
No matter how you think about it, I think she is much more attractive than the master of the Infinite Gate. Maybe I can marry a thirteen-year-old boy.
Chen Xianxi: "......"
He wanted to have her mouth sewn up now.
No. He wanted to sew it himself.
The next second.