In the past, Mu Huaice, a thousand years old, could drive the Qinglong glass sword that only the young head could wear. In the Mu Yun faction, except for the master, the rest of the people worship him as a god. Later, one person and one sword broke through the world, and everywhere he went, he didn't need to report the door number, and the people he met would sigh with a sentence "Young genius, long admired the name." ”

And now, any disciple in the door dares to rely on his ears and eyes to sneak up behind his back. If he wants to take over the task of the ghost market, it is even more necessary to guarantee the many years of friendship between him and his master.

He Mu Huaice has long been a matter of fact.

"But you were deaf in both ears back then, and it was all for a good deed!" Whenever this matter is mentioned, Liuying is upset for his master: "But in exchange for those young people to fall into the well, it is really unfair." ”

"That's it, it's more leisurely now." Don't do what is right in the eyes of the world, only do what you want to do.

Mu Huaize looked relieved, broke the steamed buns that had been cold in the breakfast, and fed them to the sparrows who dared to fly to the bookcase.

Seeing the little sparrow eating happily, his face was much gentler, but the words that followed were unquestionable.

"Liuying, no matter what reason I ask to marry the prime season this time, and no matter whether she is from a high or low background, since this marriage is decided, she is the only wife of my Mu Huaice in this life. The previous oath was not a joke. When she passes through the door, she is the master, and you need to treat her as much as you do to me, do you understand? ”

Mu Huaice rarely oppresses people with his identity, and seeing that he is so solemn for the peak season now, Liuying immediately bowed down and hugged his fists, "Yes." ”

He turned to show doubts on his face, and after Mu Huaice raised his head after feeding the sparrows, he couldn't help but ask: "Master, my subordinates understand that this marriage is hasty and hasty, and you are worried that the girl in the prime of life will regret it when she is young, so you want to hide the marriage to leave a way out for her." But the subordinates don't understand, why don't you just explain the reason? ”

has followed Mu Huaize since he was a child, and few people can understand him better than him. Mu Huaice has always been like a stop to the so-called admirers, how could he hide the marriage because of their feelings?

"Our mission in the ghost city this time is extremely dangerous, and if we are not careful, we will become the public enemy of the major forces. It is inevitable that mortals in the prime season will not be frightened by this, and it is better to know as little as possible. ”

Liuying nodded in agreement: "It's still the master who thinks it through." ”

In the next two days, Mu Huaice continued to search for the inheritor, but still found nothing.

The wedding date is also set for two days later.

"Licheng! Sent to the cave room—"

On the night of the wedding, the only neighbor who knew the inside story, Mrs. Wang, simply helped to manage it, and the two worshipped heaven and earth, and Mu Huaice led Sheng Ji slowly into the cave room.

This is the first time that the two have been involved.

In the prime season under the red hijab, the corners of his lips couldn't help but turn up, and all his attention was focused on the place where he was close to his skin, and he even forgot to breathe, as if he was not only holding his hands, but also his rhythmic heartbeat.

The man's palm is large and soft, the skin is tender and smooth, and the feel is very good.

The calluses on the fingertips of the perennial sword are a little rough, but they are also calm and powerful, holding her firmly.

I don't know if it's because of the injury.,It's been cold all the time.。

No problem, the kitchen stove is ready with a perfect tonic soup.

Sheng Ji subconsciously clenched it tighter, wanting to help him heat up.

The small gesture attracted the attention of the man next to him, not as excited as hers, but his tone was still gentle and calm: "But nervous? ”

The little hand held in the palm of his hand was warm and coaxing, and even his perennially cold hand slowly had a temperature, a rare experience.

It was the first time to hold a woman's hand, weak and boneless, shrunk into a small ball in his palm, which made people can't help but let go of their strength.

I'm afraid that if I exert myself, I will pinch her.