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The whole room is red, red light gauze curtains flutter everywhere, a white jade warm bed, the big red quilt on it is embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water, and the bride is sitting on the curtains.

The stars and moon were like a glow, falling from the window curtains, accompanied by a gentle breeze, Bai Fan gently lifted the red hijab embroidered with a phoenix.

Although the candle flame was dim, he could still clearly see the bride's peerless face, her hands were like soft wattles, her skin was like clotted fat, her collar was like a grub, her teeth were like a rhinoceros, her head was like a moth's eyebrows, she was clear and jade, cold and glamorous, like frost and snow.

"In ancient times, there was a mountain of contempt for the girl, there were gods and people living in the mountains, the skin was like snow, the skin was like a virgin, she didn't eat grains, she sucked the wind and drank the dew, and she floated out of the dust, which is very suitable to describe the lady." Bai Fan's eyes were obsessed, and he groaned in a low voice.

The bride met his gaze, smiling slightly, elegant, noble, dignified and beautiful.

In this life, she is a princess of the Xiuzhen Dynasty, with extraordinary qualifications and beautiful appearance since she was a child, known as the first fairy in the Yuan Heaven Realm, but when it comes to fame, she is far more than Bai Fan.

However, her name is Leng Wushuang.

Bai Fan awakened her memory at the age of thirty, and then used the power of the Divine Palace Sect to find her for fifty years, but she had no memory of the name Lu Xueqi.

Then, for another ten years, Bai Fan tried all methods, trying to awaken the memories of her old life, but they all failed. If it weren't for the induction in the dark telling him that she was his beloved, Bai Fan almost thought that they just looked alike, and he recognized the wrong person.

For ten years, she didn't wake up her memory, but Bai Fan still made her fall in love with herself.

However, the problem is that they don't have time, and when the time comes, if they can't get rid of samsara, they will be forever drowned in this world that doesn't know whether it's illusory or real.

Therefore, he insisted on holding such a huge wedding for her, and if this life came to an end, he would have no regrets.

"What is Childe thinking?" Staring at Bai Fan, Leng Wushuang suddenly chuckled.

Bai Fan smiled slightly, reined in his thoughts, but the beautiful scenery of a good day should not be thought about so much. The arm suddenly stretched out, hugged the slender waist, tightly circled into his arms, and whispered: "Is it still called Childe?" ”

was hugged by Bai Fan. A surging crimson appeared on Leng Wushuang's frost-like cheeks, and he struggled slightly, but he was hugged tighter by Bai Fan.

The beauty is like jade, the fragrance is fragrant, and the tenderness is like water, awakening the desire that has been hidden in his heart for a long time. It's a pity that she hasn't woken up yet, in his heart, the love is always the woman who is bright and beautiful.

Struggling to no avail, Leng Wushuang had to give up, she leaned her head on Bai Fan's chest, and said softly: "Husband, since I met you, a voice often rings in my head, he reads a poem every time, I'll read it to you......"

"Okay", Bai Fan's eyes flashed, as if he had thought of something, and there was a little more warm expectation.

"Evil!

I want to know you,

Longevity.

Mountains without tombs,

The river is exhausted,

winter thunder and earthquake,

summer rain and snow,

Heaven and earth are combined,

Dare to be with the king. ”

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Looking at her in a daze, her lips moved slightly, and the soft voice lingered in her ears, the past was also like a tide, flashing in Bai Fan's mind one by one, his eyes moved slightly, staring at the tenderness contained in the moving eyes, Bai Fan's heart suddenly used a burst of impulse, turned around to support her shoulders, and gently pushed it to the bed in Luan......

The lips were lightly printed together, and the bride only had time to let out a low groan of "huh", and all of them were stopped, Bai Fan seemed to have found the nectar in the world, gently pried open the jade teeth, and one hand did not know when to untie the woman's belt.

The moonlight was beautiful, and it disappeared faintly, as if the moon god was also shy and hid in the clouds.

Candlelight overlapping shadows, red curtains churning waves, a night of joy, a night of fish and dragon dance.

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Five years later, Qiu Chen.

Hanging wall, high platform, here is called listening to the wind platform, all year round, spring, summer, autumn and winter, you can listen to the wind into the ears, cultivate the mind and nourish the mind.

Bai Fan sat cross-legged on a ******, and his body emitted a majestic glow.

He was cultivating, starting from scratch in this life, he had only cultivated the Yuan Palace Secret Realm.

Before the age of thirty, he practiced with the supreme method of the Divine Palace Sect - the Nine Heavens Star Palace, and after awakening at the age of thirty, he was supplemented by the first three volumes of Taiji Xuanqing Dao and the Book of Heaven.

In just a few decades, his current cultivation is even better than before he entered reincarnation.

As for the reason, the aura of the Yuan Heaven Realm is vast, which simply makes people ripple in the spiritual sea all the time, even mortals who have never cultivated, they are also strong and powerful, and it is no longer a problem to deal with one or two ground-level abilities in the origin world.

Of course, the more important reason is that the Nine Heavens Star Palace Recipe and the Heavenly Book are three volumes of exquisite mysteries, each of which can be called the supreme secret book of the Yuan Palace Realm.

It can be seen from this that there is a reason why Extreme Realm monks can become the mainstream of the cultivation realm.

The light flickered suddenly, making a trembling sound, and Bai Vendeng frowned.

Failed again, this is the fifth time he has hit the peak of the Yuan Palace, for the Yuan Palace monks, stepping into the peak of the Yuan Palace is the beginning of truly embarking on the road of cultivating immortals and powerhouses, since then, the various abilities of the Yuan Sea Secret Palace have begun to show.

But this step is also extremely difficult, those who step into that realm are all cultivators, even in the Divine Palace Sect, it is not more than ten fingers. He was able to touch the threshold of that realm in less than a hundred years, which was already a shock to the past and the present, and for the cultivation realm that was still short in time, it could only be described in four words-unprecedented.

"Hey!"

Feeling depressed in his heart, Bai Fan let out a long sigh, not for the sake of frustration in cultivation, but for the sake of transcending reincarnation.

There are only five years left, but she has not yet awakened her memory, and besides, Xiandao asked three times, and he didn't know how to ask her.

Life and death, feelings, choices, for no reason, how can he ask her: Are you willing to die for me, give up the immortal path for me, and sacrifice yourself for me?

Even if she would promise herself, Bai Fan guessed, this would not be recognized by reincarnation.

He stood up, stood with his hands in his hands, and looked up at the sky, where the sky was high and cloudy, lonely and sorrowful, but behind the firmament, it was as if there was an eye on all things.

There is a providence in the underworld, they have entered the reincarnation from the tomb of the Black Emperor, from the beginning to the end, there will be a reincarnation of cause and effect, maybe the time has not yet come.

As soon as he thought of this, the melancholy in his heart suddenly eased, and then the familiar and slight footsteps sounded behind him, and then a soft sound accompanied by a faint fragrance wafted in.

"I just heard my husband sighing again, what's on my mind, can't you tell Wushuang?"

Bai Fan turned to face her, smiled, gently took her into his arms, thought of the knot in his heart, his eyes sank a little, and said, "I'll tell you a story." ”

"Okay."

"A long time ago, there was a world in the heavens and ten thousand worlds called the Zhuxian World, where the cultivators were divided into two realms, the righteous and demonic, and there was a sect called Qingyunmen, which was the leader of the righteous path, and its sect was divided into seven veins, and Lu Xueqi, the most outstanding disciple in the Xiaozhufeng lineage...... In the end, they fell into reincarnation together......"

After a long time, the voice fell, and on the empty and quiet hanging rooftop, only the autumn wind was heard.

"They...... Did you finally leave from the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao? Leng Wushuang's eyes were shining, and there was a bit of melancholy confusion.

Bai Fan didn't answer, he was silent, and seemed a little lost.

After a while, he suddenly said: "I heard that the lady's sword dance is unparalleled, and she once made thousands of men bend their waists with a dance, can you let your husband see the glory?" ”

Leng Wushuang didn't say anything when he heard this, looked at him deeply, and smiled lightly.

"Choking ......"

A sword roar suddenly sounded in the autumn wind, echoing far away.

The fairy sword is unsheathed, the frost is better than the snow, and it blooms with brilliant light. The white figure then rose up, catching the beautiful fairy sword in mid-air, and the cold mountain wind swept up, accompanied by the white figure, on the listening platform, began a beautiful sword dance.

The autumn water falls like a long sky, turning into a boundless galaxy, moving tactfully in the hands of the slender fiber, and flowing happily in the eyes.

Sometimes it soars to the sky, sometimes it lands, sometimes it turns into a silver streamer, and it is attached to that peerless face; From time to time, the soft bright waves of flowing water reflect the memories of the past and present lives.

She turned into a white floating light and danced, faint and beautiful, her body seemed to be fluttering with the wind, like fluttering, like a cold flower, dancing out of the most beautiful posture in this world. (To be continued.) )