Chapter 207: The Way to Get Out of the Formation

Mingyue opened her eyes and saw Feng Tingcheng standing at the head of the bed with a smile, one of his hands reached into the quilt, and a pair of slender phoenix eyes were looking at her gently.

Outside, the sky was still bright, as if there was never night.

The red candle was still burning, and the candle flame glowed brightly, illuminating the room. The interior is decorated with colorful lanterns and red lanterns, and the eyes are full of bright red decorations, creating a festive atmosphere.

Mingyue was lying on the inside of the happy bed, in the big red brocade quilt, and the position next to it was empty, presumably Feng Chengcheng woke up at night, and after carrying her to the bed, he slept on her side.

Mingyue's face flushed, and she pulled Feng Qingcheng's hand out of the quilt, and snorted, "Brother Nine, why did you get up so early?" ā€

She looked at his face carefully, and saw that his complexion had returned to its normal ruddyness, and asked with concern, "Brother Jiu, how do you feel about your body?" ā€

Feng Tingcheng smiled: "I'm fine, thank you Xiao'er for helping me dredge the meridians." It's just that my immortal power has been stuck at the limit of the Twelve Heavens of the Upper Immortal Realm, and I am about to break through the bottleneck. Maybe you can break through right away by chance, or maybe you can't break through in a lifetime. ā€

Mingyue got up from the bed and comforted: "Brother Jiu, don't worry, there is always a chance to break through." ā€

Feng Qingcheng nodded softly and said, "Well, I'm not in a hurry. When I got up in the morning, I found a small kitchen next to the attic with a lot of food in it, and I made a few side dishes. ā€

After speaking, he took Mingyue's hand and came to a small kitchen that connected to the side of the attic.

The small kitchen is close to the side of the lotus pond, ventilated on all sides, and a small table in the middle is placed on a few steaming and fragrant side dishes.

Mingyue looked at it and saw a snow-white stir-fried lotus root slices, a plate of fragrant braised small fish, a plate of turquoise stir-fried wild vegetables, and a fragrant and delicious mushroom soup. In addition, there are two bowls of white rice, which are bubbling with a thick aroma.

Mingyue couldn't help but swallow her saliva, and called out in surprise: "Wow, Brother Jiu, it looks so delicious." Are the baby fish caught in the pond? ā€

Feng Tingcheng nodded: "Yes, I want to eat some meat and grow fatter." ā€

Mingyue sat down with a smile, picked up the chopsticks, took a piece of chopsticks and put it in her small mouth, chewed it, and suddenly felt crispy, sweet, and tender, delicious and delicious, and sighed: "Brother Jiu, it's delicious." Taste it too. ā€

Mingyue took a piece of chopsticks and sent it to Feng Tingcheng's mouth, Feng Tingcheng ate it with his mouth in his mouth, nodded and said, "Well, as long as you are with Xiao'er, everything you eat is sweet." ā€

Mingyue listened to his words, and the face of the country and the city showed the cute and delicate appearance of a girl, dyed with a touch of pink, and the beautiful eyes of the Ambilight flowed, and she looked at him shyly like that, her pink lips pursed, and said: "Brother Nine likes to say sweet words more and more. ā€

Feng Tingcheng was moved by her eyes, helped her clip a chopsticks and a little fish, walked to her side, lowered his head and kissed her oily little mouth, and said affectionately: "My sweet words are only said to my Xiao'er." ā€

Mingyue has a mouthful of rice in his mouth, and his mouth is full of oil when he eats, doesn't he dislike it?

She looked at him crampedly, stretched out her little tongue and licked her tender red lips, and muttered, "I—I'm eating." ā€

Feng Qingcheng stretched out his fingers, stroked the delicate lip flap, and said seductively: "I'm also eating." ā€

Mingyue was speechless for a moment, how could this man feel more and more like a child playing tricks? Could it be that if you fall in love with someone, you won't dislike him or her anymore?

Mingyue was afraid that he would do something that would surprise her again, so she hurriedly buried her head in the rice, her little face was bulging, and she looked extremely cute, as if she had a grudge against the rice.

Feng Tingcheng looked at her shy, cute appearance, and suddenly felt funny, coughed in a low voice and said, "Eat slowly, and no one will rob you." ā€

After the meal was finally finished, the two washed the dishes together and came to the lotus pond holding hands.

In the lotus pond, the lotus leaf field, with a green umbrella, is scattered

Send; Among them, there is a pink lotus, slim and elegant, like a girl's graceful figure. The cool breeze hit, bringing bursts of lotus leaves and lotus flowers, and it was indescribably refreshing.

Who knows, yesterday, they fought fiercely with the ice armored dragon, and the lotus leaves and water of the lotus pond were all lifted, almost exposing the silt of the lotus pond?

Mingyue looked at the lotus leaves of the pond and asked suspiciously, "Ninth brother, we are trapped in this double cultivation array, when will we be able to get out?" It's a good place, but we can't stay here forever. ā€

Feng Tingcheng gently hugged her in his arms and said with a smile: "It seems that it is not bad to be with you here for the rest of your life." ā€

Mingyue heard it in her ears, sweet in her heart, and said angrily: "Brother Jiu, but the head of the Shushan Immortal Sect, now that the demon clan is raging, you can't ignore it." ā€

Feng Qingcheng sighed: "Yes, so we still have to find a way to get out." I've scouted all around here, and there's enchantment everywhere, so I can't get out at all. ā€

Mingyue asked, "What should I do then?" ā€

Feng Chengcheng said: "I suspect that the answer may be in the small attic, why don't we go back and investigate." ā€

Mingyue nodded, and the two returned to the small attic.

The decoration in the small attic, with its colorful and joyful lights, and the burning red candles, illuminate the hall and look no different from yesterday.

Mingyue asked suspiciously, "The things here are clear at a glance, what kind of answers will be hidden?" ā€

She suddenly noticed that on the shrine behind the candle, there was a pair of couplets hanging on the shrine, the background color of the couplet was bright red, the font was dark gold, the dragon flew and the phoenix danced, the atmosphere was majestic, and there was a potential contained in it, shining in the light of the candlelight.

The upper couplet reads: The beautiful scenery of a good day is a lifetime and a couple

The following couplet reads: The Spring Festival is a moment of perfect cultivation for 100,000 years

The horizontal batch reads: Fairy couple

Mingyue was looking at the couplet, and suddenly, the divine light on the couplet flashed, and a deep voice suddenly appeared: "Worship the hall to get married, and cultivate to the Supreme God Realm, before you can go out of the battle." ā€

When Mingyue and Feng Chengcheng were fighting with the Ice Armor Dragon, they heard that voice, and they must have heard that voice, presumably it was the master of this pair of cultivation arrays, the Great God of Dongfang Longze.

Mingyue and Feng Chengcheng glanced at each other in shock, this formation elf is weird, is it because they want to worship and get married, and cultivate together to the Supreme God Realm, so that they can come out of the double cultivation array?

This formation is also too ...... It's a bit harsh, if ordinary people cultivate this formation, they may really be trapped in the formation forever.

This Dongfang Longze god is really a wonderful person, not only designed such a complicated double cultivation array, but also forced the double cultivators to worship and marry before he was willing to stop, it was really heartbreaking.

At the thought of marrying Feng Chengcheng here, Mingyue suddenly became shy and cramped, and there was still a trace of expectation in her heart.

Any woman who is a bride for the first time will feel nervous and shy, right?

"Nine Brothers"

"Xiao'er"

The two called out to each other at the same time, and saw deep affection in each other's eyes.

Feng Qingcheng coughed and said with a smile: "Xiao'er, it seems that we can only leave here after we have married and cultivated to the Supreme God Realm." Now, I am already the first heaven cultivation in the Upper Divine Realm, and I, who am still stuck in the twelfth heaven of the Upper Immortal Realm, don't know when I will be able to break through. If I can't break through, maybe I'll drag it down. ā€

Mingyue hurriedly shook her head and said, "Brother Nine, as long as I can help my cultivation break through, don't say that I am married to the worship hall, even if I give all my immortal power, I am willing." ā€

Feng Tingcheng was moved when he heard this, and hugged Mingyue in his arms and said, "Xiao'er, I just got married in such a humble place, I feel wronged." ā€

Mingyue smiled: "Actually, as long as we really love each other, where do we go to the church to get married, what does it matter?" It's just a cutscene. As long as I marry Brother Jiu, I will be satisfied. Besides, it's a nice place, it's what my home looks like. ā€

Feng Qingcheng gently stroked her hair and said, "Xiao'er, I love, I love very much." this

In my life, it is my blessing to meet them. After three years of filial piety, I held a grand wedding ceremony, officially married the door, announced to the world, and let the world bless us. ā€

Mingyue nodded shyly, like a piece of beautiful jade, exuding a beautiful luster that caught people's hearts.

As soon as she thought that only after she got married in the church could she get out of this pair of cultivation formations with Feng Chengcheng, she took the initiative to run to the side of the bed and hugged the two sets of wedding dresses hanging on the bedside table.

The two sets of wedding dresses are in bright red brocade. On the women's wedding dress, two phoenixes are embroidered with wings ready to fly, and the placket and cuffs are embroidered with a golden pomegranate flower pattern.

On the men's wedding dress, a pair of soaring golden dragons are embroidered, and the placket and cuffs are embroidered with colorful auspicious cloud hollow patterns.

The phoenix spreads its wings, the auspicious dragon travels, and the white clouds all around it are vivid, exquisite, gorgeous and festive.

Feng Chengcheng helped Mingyue put on her wedding dress and personally helped her tie her belt.

Mingyue shyly helped Feng Chengcheng put on a wedding dress.

Mingyue is already slender and slender, and exquisite, with delicate and beautiful facial features, snow-white and crystal skin, a pair of radiant beautiful eyes, affectionate and shy, that kind of refined and agile temperament, like a fairy who came out of a painting, with a cold and beautiful noble temperament.

And she wore a gorgeous red wedding dress, as if it was tailor-made, very fitted, perfectly outlining her graceful figure, and even more slender waist, Ying Ying is less than a hand; The skin is snowy, giving off a dazzling glow; The beautiful eyes are shy, and the spring waves are longing; It is delicate and delicate, more delicate than a flower. The gestures are graceful, the smile is moving, noble and gorgeous.

And Feng Chengcheng is wearing a big red wedding dress, with a tall and straight posture, outstanding demeanor, elegant and noble, and his skin is as white as porcelain, his facial features are handsome, and he is festive with noble gorgeousness.

Mingyue's eyes suddenly straightened, and she smiled coquettishly: "The way Brother Nine looks like he is wearing a wedding dress, he looks so good." ā€

Feng Qingcheng looked at the people in front of him stupidly, only feeling that it was as beautiful as the morning dew of spring, without a trace of earthly smoke. The flowers and the moon are beautiful, and the color is stunning, like a hibiscus out of the water.

Feng Qingcheng sighed: "Xiao'er, it's so beautiful, is it okay to come for the thrush for the husband?" ā€

Mingyue nodded shyly, with a pair of beautiful eyes, not daring to look at Feng Qingcheng.

Feng Qingcheng took her slender jade hand and came to the dresser next to Xi's bed, where everything should be available.

Feng Chengcheng helped her sit in front of the bronze mirror, took out the eyebrows in the box, and carefully traced her eyebrows.

Her eyebrows are already very good, as delicate as Yuandai spring water, and after Feng Chengcheng finished drawing for her, her facial features are more delicate and convex, so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off.

Mingyue looked carefully at the bronze mirror, the girl in the mirror had eyebrows like daisies, bright eyes, a touch of blush on her beautiful face, and a happy smile on her delicate face, which was thrillingly beautiful.

Feng Qingcheng sighed: "Xiao'er, in the future, I will be a thrush every day." ā€

Mingyue nodded shyly: "Okay, I like Brother Nine to give me a thrush." ā€

She looked at the jade hairpin pinned to Feng Qingcheng's head, and asked a little embarrassedly, "Brother Nine, we'll be going to ...... later." If you want to get married, can I comb my hair? ā€

Feng Tingcheng said happily: "Xiao'er combs her husband's hair for a long time, and grows old together. ā€

Feng Chengcheng sat on the chair, facing the bronze mirror, Mingyue helped him remove the jasper hairpin on his head, put it on the table, picked up the comb, and combed his hair carefully.

His inky hair was scattered like a waterfall on his broad shoulders, and his hair was black and shiny, like fine silk satin, and radiated a lustre.

She couldn't help but look at the bronze mirror, in the bronze mirror, at this time, a pair of people in wedding dresses were reflected, and the beautiful bride was combing the groom's hair, as if implying the beautiful life that was about to begin.

Mingyue felt a wonderful feeling in her heart, that is, to entrust her life to her lover's infinite longing, that is a kind of happiness that is sweet to the bottom of her heart, and the slightest shame of becoming a woman.

What will tomorrow look like?