It was raining rainingly, Mu Bai did not choose to fly in the sky, but walked along the ridge step by step towards the foot of the mountain, stepping on every step of life, startling the elk and mountain rats to flee in all directions.

"It's still too slow, it's been more than three years since the change of the tribe, and cultivation has only improved to a realm. ”

Mu Bai felt guilty in his heart, and it also touched the soft place in his heart

Raising his head to face the nine heavens falling into the water, Mu Bai roared loudly, bursting with inner thoughts. And this longing is nowhere to tell, only to shout with heaven and earth.

"Tribe Haichen, Ling'er, are you all okay?"

Thinking of the tribe, it seems that even yesterday, he is still a young and persistent child, there is no hatred in his heart, there is no caution, as long as he accompanies each other, he only wishes the tribe is well. A night rain, but when I woke up, there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and from then on there was only hatred and longing.

Although he also laughed with everyone, it was just to survive and grow strong quietly in humility. And the hatred in his heart has always been like breathing, and breathing hurts!

At the foot of the mountain, the torrential rain stopped suddenly, the eastern sky also lit up with fish belly white, the trees and grass were verdant, and the water droplets were crystal clear.

Mu Bai urged his soul power, and the night rain evaporated and dried, and he saw from a distance that there were villages under the mountain with lanterns, as if he was having a wedding in Zhang Luo.

The bride and groom live together in the village at the foot of the mountain, and the procession soon brings the beautiful bride to the door.

Gongs and drums are noisy, and firecrackers are ringing in unison. The groom's official eyebrows and starry eyes, Le Ma stopped, he was very handsome and extraordinary, and Mu Bai couldn't help but sigh that there was such a romantic character in this mountain village.

The sedan car stopped, opened the sedan door, and a five or six-year-old lady out of the sedan chair greeted her, holding the bride's sleeves and getting off the sedan chair. The little guy with the bouquet of flowers and candles also stepped forward to welcome the groom and dismounted, lined up around a pair of newlyweds, supported a pair of newlyweds to dress up, crossed the Zhu threshold, stepped on joy, and slowly walked to the front of the hall.

In front of the house, the two elders sat upright, and they had been waiting for a long time. I saw them smiling and taking the three bows and nine knocks of a couple of newcomers.

"Such a happy event"

Mu Bai fixed his eyes and saw that the second elder's smile was stiff, and it was actually a pair of straw men wearing gorgeous costumes. Looking at the blowing team, it was actually a group of mountain rats pretending to be ghosts. The little lady and the maid on both sides of the newlywed, together with the sedan chair and the horse, are all made of paper.

In an instant, the joy Mu Bai heard also turned into crying and mourning, and the yin wind struck people's muscles and bones.

Looking at the couple again, the groom knelt sluggishly, his eyes were confused. The bride slowly stood up, turned to Mu Bai, and tore off the red hijab, but she showed a pointed face with yellow skin, and smiled with her teeth, "Childe, good eyesight!"

As she spoke, the yellow-skinned bride opened her mouth and bared her teeth, poked out her sharp claws and pounced towards Mu Bai.

Mu Bai's palms were clenched, but seeing the thunder flashing, he punched out and knocked the yellow-skinned bride back a few feet. The yellow-skinned bride spat blood from her mouth, leaving a charred fist mark on her chest, and the slightest crackling of electric light.

"Don't retreat, kill

You take Dan!"

Mu Baiwei drank coldly.

"Childe, the concubine body has not done evil, the concubine body is in love with Chen Gongzi sincerely"

The yellow-skinned bride fell on the groom's official and hugged his back with tears in her eyes. The bridegroom was still standing on his knees, not moving at all.

Three days ago, Chen Shichong completed the task of going out to practice in the sect, and hurried away with a flying sword, and he was in a very good mood. From afar, I saw that the momentum of this right peak was extraordinary, and it had the potential to be nurtured by natural materials and earthly treasures.

Stopping the flying sword, Chen Shichong turned into a streamer and escaped into the valley and dense forest, hoping to meet a great opportunity. Although Chen Shichong's Sword Sect is also a great sect of monks, and his father is even more powerful in the sect, if he wants to obtain great enlightenment, he has to go out to experience and seek great opportunities to be around.

Enter the valley and walk along the stream, but see the stream murmuring, such as the ring of singing, the flying fish are jubilant, and the light swallow is low and slanting. The green trees on both sides of the river, the clouds are swaying, and the unevenness is draped, which is a fresh scene after the rain in the empty mountains.

The line is not a few miles, but see that the terrain is gentle, there is a waterhole spread out, the breeze comes slowly, the lotus leaves are repeated, the fish play among the lotus leaves and flowers, among which there is a song coming, "The concubine's family crosses the water's edge, rocks the boat into the river smoke." Looking for a concentric couple, re-harvesting concentric lotus"

Hearing the beautiful singing, Chen Shichong stood in the air, only to see a leaf lotus boat shuttle, the sister-in-law who picked the lotus lotus wave her arms lightly, and her singing voice was brisk, it was really a lotus leaf Luo skirt cut in one color, the hibiscus opened to both sides of the face, stopped to see the flower red more colorful, and looked down at the spring water with shame.

It's so beautiful, the beauty amazes a pool of spring water, and it also touches a ripple in Chen Shichong's heart.

"Such a beautiful girl, if she hadn't seen it on the Jade Mountain, she would have met Yaotai under the moon, she must not be a person in the world. ”

Chen Shichong secretly sighed in his heart, and in a trance, he was fascinated by the lotus-picking woman.

Xiawu chicken coop under the stove, a beautiful person in front of the bright moon window. Chen Shichong and the woman met and held hands, boated and sang, walked through the forest and stepped on the woods, and made an oath under the moon before the flowers. Death and life are broad, and Zicheng said

"Man and beast have different paths, and in this way, he is like God dead. What's the point of you keeping him by your side!"

Mu Bai interrupted the yellow bride to speak, although she sighed at the beautiful feelings, she knew the stakes and the stakes.

"Moss flowers are as small as rice, and they also learn to bloom peonies. I just want to be able to be with Chen Gongzi for the rest of my life, and live a light life of people."

The yellow-skinned bride's eyes were filled with tears, but her expression was eager and happy.

"Girl, you like Starlight, but you can't pick it in the palm of your hand. But the light of the stars can still shine into your room. Let it go, stay in your heart, once you have loved it, a lifetime is enough!"

It stands to reason that Mu Bai has no experience in love, but when it comes to breaking up the marriage, it is unbelievable. And the yellow-skinned bride saw that her crying was fruitless, but she still couldn't move the iron-hearted heart of the person in front of her, and then her face was hideous, and she poked out her claws again, and instantly grabbed Mu Bai's heart.

"Don't wake up yet!"

Mu Bai leaned sideways

, dodged the claw raid of the yellow-skinned bride, and at the same time shouted loudly, turning the spiritual power into a sharp arrow, piercing Chen Shichong's divine mansion and awakening his heart.

Chen Shichong's eyes dissipated and became clear. Standing up and seeing the yellow-skinned bride beside him, Chen Shichong was taken aback, and then looked at himself dressed as a groom official, like a dream. In a dream, he met a woman who picked lotus by the stream, which made him forget the ancestral family and all the people and things in this world, and only wanted to join hands with him to spend the rest of his life here.

Thinking of this, and then looking at the bride in front of him, she turned out to be a yellow-haired, sharp-beaked monkey cheek, and she was a tricky weasel! Chen Shichong was shocked and hurriedly pulled back.

The yellow-skinned bride turned to look at Chen Shichong, and her fierce expression turned into gentle love. It's just that when I saw Chen Shichong shocked and retreated, I couldn't help but feel sad in my heart.

"The dream of being a husband and wife for three days with you is separated from each other from then on. Husband, I hope you cherish it!"

While telling, the yellow bride was like raindrops, looked at Chen Shichong affectionately for the last time, turned around and bowed to Mu Bai, and then rushed out of the door and ran into the mountains and forests.

The right peak of the pen, the verdant ink forest, has passed a touch of bright red.

(End of chapter)