It's sunny outside, and there's never night; The room is warm like spring, and the temperature is comfortable and comfortable. On the table, a pair of red candles were burning vigorously, emitting a scorching light, illuminating the entire hall and looking joyful.

A pair of beautiful people in bright red wedding dresses sit in front of the mirror, and the beautiful bride is combing the hair of the handsome groom.

The bride's snow-white and slender, slender jade fingers like tender shallots, were holding a comb, and again and again, gently combing the groom's hair, and after carefully combing it smoothly, she pulled a bun on the top of his head and pinned it to the jasper hairpin that he cherished the most.

The jasper hairpin was a birthday gift given to him by Mingyue before, and he had been wearing it on his head and was reluctant to take it off.

The bright moon is in the eyes, and the sweetness is in the heart.

"Brother Jiu, your hair is combed." The girl said in a voice like a heavenly voice, "Let's see if you're satisfied?" ”

Feng Qingcheng turned his head, took her little hand, and said affectionately: "The lady's comb hair, of course she is satisfied with her husband." May we always be united and never separate. In this life, I only love Mingyue alone. ”

Mingyue listened to his words, her heart swelled with infinite happiness, a delicate face was full of shy tenderness, she looked into his eyes, and said firmly: "In this life, I Mingyue only loves Feng Chengcheng alone, growing old together, and never separated." ”

Feng Qingcheng smiled and asked softly, "Xiao'er, do you remember this jasper hairpin?" ”

Mingyue glanced at the hairpin and nodded happily: "Naturally, I remember that it was a birthday gift from me." ”

Feng Tingcheng said with a smile: "This is a love thing given by the lady to the husband, and the husband has always treasured it and has never left him." ”

Mingyue pursed her beautiful lips and said with a smile: "However, that hairpin is not valuable." ”

Feng Tingcheng stretched out his hand and nodded her small nose, and said, "As long as it is something given to me by the lady, it is a treasure." ”

Mingyue suddenly covered her smile, there was deep happiness in the stunning city, her face was radiant, and she couldn't take her eyes off Feng Chengcheng.

Feng Chengcheng said: "Xiao'er, I'll help cover the hijab, let's go over to the church to get married, okay?" ”

Mingyue nodded shyly, a seductive flush appeared on her snow-white face.

Feng Qingcheng took the big red hijab on the side and gently covered Mingyue's head.

The red hijab is made of fine silk and embroidered with a pattern of mandarin ducks playing in the water, which is auspicious and festive. Bright yellow gold tassels fall on all sides of the hijab, adding a touch of mystery to the hijab.

The girl wore a red hijab and sat on the edge of the bed shyly, revealing only a slender and delicate Miaoman figure, a pair of white and tender hands like onion tubes, nervously twisted together, that kind of delicate charm, unspeakably charming, with a hint of sultry style.

Feng Tingcheng saw it in his eyes, and his heart was infinitely happy, and that kind of love to the bones made him make up his mind that he must love her for the rest of his life.

Feng Tingcheng took her little hand and took her slowly, slowly walking to the shrine in the hall, ready to perform the marriage ceremony in the hall.

The red candle of the dragon and phoenix is still burning, as if it will never be extinguished.

Feng Qicheng lit three pillars of incense, in the shape of "one", and inserted them into the incense burner on the shrine.

The cigarette smoke rises and illuminates the couplet on the shrine, and the light aroma of the cigarette adds a joyful atmosphere to this special day.

Feng Chengcheng took Mingyue's hand, facing the door, knelt on the big red futon, bowed three times from afar, and said in his mouth: "Worship heaven and earth." ”

Then, he took Mingyue's hand and stood up, knelt on the futon in the direction of the shrine, bowed three more times, and said in his mouth: "Second worship the high hall." ”

In the end, Feng Qingcheng took Mingyue's little hand, helped her to stand up, helped her to stand face to face with herself, and said in his mouth: "Husband and wife worship each other." ”

Feng Chengcheng and the girl with a big red hijab bowed three times face each other.

Feng Chengcheng read: "Licheng, send it to the cave room." ”

Although Mingyue was covered with a hijab, her heart was beating

Terrible.

The wedding day and the candle night in the cave room are the most important, beautiful and unforgettable moments in life for any woman.

Mingyue is certainly no exception.

Her mood at this time, in addition to the indescribable sense of great happiness, also has the shyness of facing the candle night in the cave room, a trace of mysterious anticipation, and infinite longing and yearning for a happy life in the future.

She fantasized about the beautiful and sweet days of living and flying with the phoenix.

They practice together, cook food together, practice swords together, fly with swords, refine elixirs together, and accompany them to the end of their lives.

It would be a very happy thing to have one or two cute babies and watch them grow up, right?

In the first rays of sunshine every morning, watching your lover wake up beside you, that feeling must be very, very sweet and happy, right?

Mingyue suddenly had a burst of thoughts, her heart fluctuated, and she was full of infinite expectations for the future.

Feng Qingcheng looked at the appearance of the girl wearing a red hijab and marrying herself, and her heart was also full of gentle sweetness. He took Mingyue's hand, led her slowly to the side of the happy bed, and helped her sit on the happy bed.

The girl sat on the edge of the bed with a red hijab on her head, her heart pounding, and she sat on the edge of the bed shyly, a pair of small white hands like bamboo shoots nervously wringing the wide sleeves, nervously and excitedly waiting for the groom to come and unveil her hijab.

Feng Chengcheng took the side of the scale, and gently uncovered the red hijab on the girl's head, revealing the girl's shy, peerless face, which is really true: there is no beauty in the autumn, and it is a beautiful woman. The country and the city are shocked.

Feng Qingcheng looked at her fairy-like face stupidly, his eyes were full of amazement and joy, and he was stunned for a while, speechless.

This beautiful girl is the lady of his life.

He swore that in his life, he must love her, protect her, give her happiness, and make her the happiest woman in the world.

Seeing that he looked demented, the girl glanced at him coquettishly, and wanted to stop talking, and whispered shyly: "Brother Nine....."

Feng Chengcheng suddenly came back to his senses, he smirked "hehe", and teased: "The bride is so beautiful, she looks stupid for her husband." ”

The girl stretched out her snow-white slender little hand, covered her pink mouth and smiled, the posture of the fluttering and like a dragon, and the beautiful smile like a spring blossom illuminated the entire happy hall.

Feng Qingcheng smiled and took the wine on the table next to him, opened the stopper, and poured two glasses. The wine is turquoise in color, fragrant and mellow, and the room is immediately filled with a rich aroma of fine wine, which makes people intoxicated.

Feng Qingcheng brought the wine, handed a glass to Mingyue, held the arm holding the wine glass, looked at her beautiful eyes, and said affectionately: "Husband and wife drink wine together, and never abandon each other for the rest of their lives." Xiao'er, drink this glass of wine, and I will be a husband and wife from now on. ”

Mingyue nodded, sipped her red lips, and said affectionately: "Husband and wife drink wine together, and they will never abandon each other for the rest of their lives." In this life, I will never abandon me, husband and wife are one. ”

The two of them brought their glasses to their lips and gently drank the wine in their respective glasses. The wine is mellow and clear, with an excellent taste, and when you drink it in your mouth, it is sweet in your heart, and it seems to have a hint of happiness and sweetness.

After drinking a glass of wine, the two looked at each other affectionately, couldn't help but smile at each other, and infinite happiness and sweetness came to their hearts.

The tacit understanding that silence is better than sound at this time makes the two of them feel as if they have drunk honey, infinitely sweet.

Feng Qingcheng gently took Mingyue's hand and sat on the edge of the bed with her, a pair of slender phoenix eyes, just looking at it obsessively, the girl's peerless face that was as shy as a water lotus.

When Mingyue thought of what the two of them were going to do next, she was suddenly infinitely shy, and seemed to be a little nervous, with a pair of beautiful eyes that seemed to be full of spring water, and she didn't know where to look.

That kind of delicate gentleness, exuding a deadly charm and temptation, Feng Qingcheng couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Feng Qingcheng gently held her in his arms, stroked her delicate face, and said affectionately

said: "Xiao'er, I love, I love very much." Don't be nervous, I'll be a little lighter later. ”

Mingyue lowered her head shyly, her delicate little face turned into a red apple, and she said uneasily: "Well, but, will it hurt?" ”

Feng Qingcheng smiled softly and said softly: "The first time a woman is a woman, there will be a little pain." However, it doesn't hurt for a while. ”

Mingyue whispered, "However, I'm still a little nervous......"

Feng Qingcheng chuckled lightly and said, "At that time, remember to use the immortal power and pour the immortal power into the immortal veins. ”

Mingyue then remembered that the two of them were actually still in a state of double cultivation now, and said shyly: "Okay." ”

Then he asked: "Ninth brother, the immortal power is stuck in the twelfth heaven of the Upper Immortal Realm, and I feel that I will soon break through to the Supreme Divine Realm." But how can we break through? ”

Feng Qingcheng smiled evilly: "We have completed the divine cultivation in the double cultivation, and after that, we will use the form cultivation. ”

Mingyue suddenly said, "Could it be that we will be ...... later?" Our ...... Is it physical cultivation? ”

Seeing her ignorant and cute look, Feng Tingcheng couldn't help pinching her little face, nodded, and said with a smile: "Yes, lady, the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, such a beautiful day, why don't we rest early......"

Mingyue's pretty face was pink by him, and her beautiful eyes looked at him with disgust, her pretty face was as shiny and pretty, moist and moving, and infinite shyness.

She thought that as long as she could help Feng Chengcheng improve her immortal power, even if she gave everything, she would be willing......

There are thousands of pity and happiness in Feng Chengcheng's slender phoenix eyes, and he kisses it gently, his kiss is sweet and domineering, like a spring rain that melts her heart.

Mingyue was ignorant and shy, with a hint of nervousness in happiness. But she loves this man, doesn't she? It is a wonderful and happy thing to do happy things with people you love.

Under his infinitely tender offensive, Mingyue was shy, and her heart jumped wildly like a deer, almost rushing out of her throat.

He kissed her deeply and affectionately, as if he were kissing the most precious treasure in the world.

His affection and tenderness deeply encouraged her, and her nervous heart gradually relaxed.

The girl's beautiful eyes were misty, her expression was shy, her cheeks were crimson, her beauty was slightly frowned, but her face was flushed with happiness. The girl's delicate little face seems to be the most beautiful flower in the world, blooming with a breathtaking light at the most beautiful moment......

His caresses were gentle and sweet, as if with a bewitching magic, which made her relax the tension and uneasiness in her heart a little, and for a while she was even more confused and fascinated, the feeling of physical and mental integration, happiness, sweetness, and intoxication, as if lying on the clouds.

In the lotus pond outside the attic, a pair of colorful butterflies are dancing and dancing happily among the flowers, as if they want to accompany the old world.

In the attic, the red candles and candles are blooming, illuminating the room full of spring light and a charming style......

Inside the attic, the pale golden mist gradually rose, fused with the dark cyan gas and slowly filled the entire attic until it enveloped the attic.

From a distance, the attic was in a foggy pale gold and dark cyan mist, which looked like a fairy mist.

Even the nearby flowers and trees, and the small pond with lotus leaves, are filled with a layer of mist, looming, ethereal, like a dream, like poetry, like a picture, like an illusion.

I don't know how long this continued, until one day, another darker, pale golden light suddenly erupted in the attic, and two surging golden mist surging and worshipping, like two giant dragons, quickly steaming, entwining, and finally intimately merging together.

All the scenes around the attic, whether it is the exquisite attic, the quiet corridor, or the lotus leaves in the pond, the swaying lotus flowers, the lively and cheerful swimming fish in the water, as soon as they come into contact with the rich golden mist that merges together, it quickly fades away like ice and snow melting, until it disappears completely.