"Well, marry me and let me love you for the rest of your life!" Qianju Ling said softly.

"Hmm!" Bibi Dong nodded, the corners of his eyes were gradually moistening, and replied softly, "I do." ”

Qianzhongling stretched out his hand to hug Bibi Dong's slender waist, and gently brushed her lilac hair with one hand, and after a long time, Qianzhongling let Bibi Dong go, pressed her delicate shoulders with both hands, and said softly: "Silly girl, you are like this, I am afraid that I will not be able to control myself, and I can't help but take you down." ”

"Hehe, Dong'er knows, the teacher must be reluctant to take me now." Bibi Dong smiled playfully.

"Reluctance and can't help are two different things, you stupid girl doesn't know how much temptation you have for me." Qian Chongling said as he hugged Bibi Dong's waist again and said beside her small white jade earlobe.

"Nasty." Bibi Dong's cheeks blushed, leaned his pretty face against Qianzhongling's broad chest, and said coquettishly.

Looking at Bibi Dong's shy appearance, Qian Chongling was also slightly stunned, these few minutes ago, she was still a queen who forced herself into the palace, and now she has become a little woman, it can only be said that a woman's heart is a needle.

Qianzhongling lowered his head, touched Bibi Dong's white and tender little nose with his fingertips, and said gently: "Silly girl, I'll arrange it, we will get married in about seven days." ”

"Huh? Seven days? So fast? When Bibi Dong heard this, he stared at his watery eyes in surprise.

"Well, seven days later, I will do it with Xiao Xiaoji's wedding, I'm sorry because of the identity of the teacher, so I can only grieve Dong'er you, and we will make up for it again in the future." Qian Chongling said apologetically to Bibi Dong.

"The wedding is just a formality, Dong'er doesn't care." Bibi Dong laughed.

Although Bibi Dong said so, Qianzhongling understood that it was false not to care.

After all, for a woman, putting on a wedding dress and tying the knot with her beloved with the blessing of relatives and friends is a very important process, and it is by no means just a formality.

It's just that Qianzhongling really has no way for the time being, to give Bibi Dong a grand wedding, and he can only make up for this debt by pampering her more often.

Qian Chongling grabbed Bibi Dong's slender waist with one hand, stroked Bibi Dong's soft hair with the other, and felt the pressure on his chest, he seemed to have an illusion, this girl is afraid that she is not above E.

Bibi Dong still had a happy smile on his pretty face, and gently leaned on Qian Chongling's chest.

"By the way, Dong'er, what are you going to do with Yu Xiaogang's matter?" Qianzhong Ling pondered for a moment and said.

Bibi Dong looked at Qianzhongling, and his eyes flashed with a touch of cunning, "Teacher, I have always had an opinion on this matter. ”

"Oh? Tell me about it. Qianzhongling said interestingly.

"Teacher, my plan is to make Yun Xue look like me, directly reject Yu Xiaogang, and then tell him that he is just a waste, not worthy of me, the saint of the Martial Spirit Palace." Bibi Dong laughed.

"Well, that's a good plan."

Qian Chongling was stunned for a moment, then nodded in agreement, all this seems to be destined, the same story, the same words, but with different results.

"When is Dong'er going to reject him?"

Qian Chongling asked curiously, as if Bibi Dong was about to elope with Yu Xiaogang when she was nineteen years old in her memory, and now she is only seventeen years old, two years away.

"Hehe, just around ten o'clock tonight, Yunxue shouldn't show flaws."

Suddenly, Bibi Dong was a little worried about whether Luo Yunxue's performance might be seen by Yu Xiaogang, so that Yu Xiaogang would continue to pester her, even if she was not interested in Yu Xiaogang at all, but she would be upset by it.

"In the afternoon, I saw that Yu Xiaogang's current cultivation is only eighteenth, how is Luo Yunxue's current cultivation?" Qian Chongling asked Bibi Dong.

He hadn't returned to Martial Spirit City for more than five years, and as soon as he came back today, this kind of thing happened, so Qian Chongling really didn't know Luo Yunxue's current cultivation.

"Yun Xue is now a forty-seventh-level Soul Sect cultivator, so she shouldn't be able to see the flaws." Bibi Dong said.

"Luo Yunxue's body size is about the same as you, wearing a human skin mask and the cover of the night, unless Yu Xiaogang has a head soul bone that is more than 50,000 years old, it is impossible to see the flaws."

As for Yu Xiaogang, will there be a head soul bone that is more than 50,000 years old? The answer, of course, is no.

"That's good, by the way, teacher, Dong'er brought you a chicken soup stewed with red dates and wolfberries." Bibi Dong broke free of Qianzhongling's embrace and took out a steaming chicken soup from the soul guide.

"Teacher, Dong'er feeds you." Bibi Dong held the soup bowl in one hand and the soup spoon in the other, and said with a smile.

"Dong'er, are you sure you want me to drink?" Qian Chongling sniffed it lightly, and found that some kind of strange seasoning was added to this chicken soup, and he naturally knew the effect.

"Sure, teacher, drink it quickly!"

Qianzhong Ling smiled faintly, took the soup bowl directly from Bibi Dong's hand, drank it all, and in less than a moment, the sound of even breathing came.

At this time, Bibi Dong smiled......

That night, the two began to play the game of double landlord, from single-mindedness, to double happiness, until the eight immortals crossed the sea, ninety-nine to one, perfect......

It's just that halfway through the game, Qianzhongling occupies a dominant position, after all, for his physique, a bowl of chicken soup has no effect.

The night was like ink, and in the dark room of the Library Pavilion, there was a spring color, and in the grove outside the Martial Spirit City, although Yu Xiaogang, who was dressed in a gray robe, was shivering from the cold, his eyes were full of fire.

Tonight is the time when he gets what he wants, marries Bai Fumei, gets promoted and raises, becomes CEO, soars to 90,000 miles, and the Wuhun Hall is in his hands.

After a long time, a girl wearing a light pink long skirt, with elegant steps, slender and white legs looming, slowly walked up, and stopped about a meter away from Yu Xiaogang.

This girl is Bibi Dong.

"Dong'er!"

After Yu Xiaogang saw Bibi Dong, he immediately showed an obsessive gaze.

"Don't call it around." Bibi Dong said indifferently.

Yu Xiaogang was stunned for a moment, then smiled awkwardly and said, "Hehe, okay, Your Highness the Holy Maiden." ”

"I'm here as promised." Bibi Dong said lightly.

"Then ...... we," Yu Xiaogang asked eagerly.

"You're just a soul master who can't even break through to level 20, you're not worthy of the saintess of the Martial Spirit Hall on my side, this soul guide has 20,000 gold soul coins and a five-hundred-year-old soul bone, so take it as compensation for you."

"Bibi Dong" said lightly, throwing a belt-shaped soul guide directly at Yu Xiaogang's feet, and turned around and left without looking back.

Hearing that Yu Xiaogang was struck by lightning, the whole person was directly stunned, and he didn't come to his senses until Bibi Dong walked away, but no matter how he shouted, Bibi Dong didn't look back.

"How so, how can it be......"