This is a woman who makes people feel ashamed of themselves and instinctively panic just by looking at her.

But in the next moment, this woman who dared not look directly pulled her back to the world from a high fairy with just one sentence.

"Long time no see, my husband!"

Song Xuan looked her up and down with a strange expression, "Husband, isn't it early?" ”

"It's all your people sooner or later, what's the matter if you call in advance?"

Ying Yue looked at the rows of spiritual positions in the back hall, and then looked at the pretty widow who was kneeling on the ground and wearing a white filial piety robe, and felt inexplicably relieved.

Fortunately, I was lucky to meet Song Xuan in time.

She grew up with Song Xuan since she was a child, and she has some understanding of some of this man's special hobbies.

These women in front of him who are full of special attributes have definitely poked Song Xuan's fetish, if she hadn't appeared in time, God knows what would have happened.

Ying Yue glanced at the women on the ground with a commanding attitude, "My husband is kind-hearted and likes to help others, but you still have to have the etiquette you should have."

He avenged you, and you should kowtow to him a few more times, right? ”

"That's what Madame said!"

The women didn't even hesitate at all, the instinct of their bodies urged them to kowtow quickly, and after kowtowing nine times in a row, Ying Yue Fang opened his mouth to stop.

"It's okay here, you guys go out!"

As she spoke, she pointed to the Divine Dragon Sect people who were tied up on the ground, "By the way, take these minions out together!" ”

"Yes!"

The young grandmother bowed, dragged the legs of the Shenlong Sect and the others with Shuang'er and the others, and retreated cautiously.

In the face of this fairy-like woman, they can't afford to disobey the slightest bit in their hearts.

When everyone left and closed the door, Song Xuan stared at her, "It's all poor people, you don't need to use your mental strength to suppress them." ”

"But I'm not happy!"

Ying Yue muttered, "Didn't I let Xiaoqian tell you, the women outside have too many thoughts." That young grandmother made it clear that she wanted to rely on you in the name of repaying her kindness, hmph, I can see through what she thinks at a glance! ”

She was still a high-flying fairy just now, but now she is pouting and playing with a small temperament, Song Xuan looked a little funny, "Yes, yes, yes, you are the smartest!" ”

As he spoke, he walked up to Invite Yue, raised his hand, and rubbed her hair.

"Ah, you messed up my hair!"

In order to meet Song Xuan in the best condition, she took a long time to get this hairstyle right, but as soon as she met, she was messed up by this guy.

"You're insane!" Invite Yuejiao snorted.

Song Xuan smiled, Lu Qingxue has been a thorn in the eye since she was a child, and she likes to be the eldest sister in their circle since she was a child.

In order to make this little girl soft, Song Xuan beat her a lot when she was a child.

It can be said that Lu Qingxue in the past, and now Invite Yue, is still full of thoughts about him Song Xuan, and half of the credit is because he beat her down.

Over time, this also made Song Xuan instinctively want to bully her as soon as he saw Ying Yue.

When Ying Yue, who was sixteen years old at the time, went to discuss the marriage contract with him, Song Xuan could have handled it in a better way.

But he habitually tied her up and recited Buddhist scriptures, accidentally played off, and ran away with Xiao Qingmei.

Then, there was one less Lu Qingxue in the imperial capital, and there was one more Moon Palace Lord in the rivers and lakes!

Song Xuan raised his hand and said with a smile: "No way, as soon as I see you, my hand is a little uncontrollable." ”

Invite Yue glanced at him, but the smile on the corner of her mouth couldn't be hidden, and she came to him with a smile.

"Then, if you touch me, you can't touch others!"

Song Xuan snorted, "Be cold, this doesn't fit your personality!" ”

When Ying Yue heard this, she glanced at him with a strange face, "I'm already cold, but I can't be cold to you." ”

Saying that, she still restrained her smile according to Song Xuan's request, flicked her sleeve robe, put her hands behind her back, and her voice was a little more arrogant, "Song Xuan, how about you look at the sword in Bengong's hand?" ”

Song Xuan took the long sword, but saw that the sword was one foot and seven inches long, and the whole body was dark green, saying that it was a sword, but it was more like an extended version of a dagger.

This sword didn't seem to have any luster at first glance, but after Song Xuan looked at it twice, he felt that the sword aura was so strong that it was imminent, and even his eyes felt a little stinging.

Even he felt this way, and ordinary people probably couldn't even open their eyes when they saw this sword.

"This sword has a restrained fierce aura, but it is extremely condensed, it is a peerless fierce sword!"

Song Xuan exclaimed: "The person who was killed by this sword is estimated to be greatly tortured before death, and he is definitely very uneasy to walk!" ”

Invite Yue said proudly: "This sword is the Zhengong Divine Sword of the Shifting Flower Palace, called Iron and Blood Zhao Danqing, it is said that when this sword is baked, the heavens and the earth are discolored, and there is an ominous atmosphere, it is a fierce sword." ”

"The big murderer? How big is it? ”

There are no outsiders here, and in the face of Ying Yue's fiancée, Song Xuan speaks and acts quite casually.

Invite Yue straightened her chest, "You can explore it yourself, don't you know?" ”

"If you want to say that, then I'll touch it!"

Ying Yue's face was slightly red, she hummed softly, and closed her eyes in anticipation.

Song Xuan looked at her with a smile.

This change between coldness and shyness is very much in line with his taste.

"Humph!"

Seeing that Song Xuan was slow to get started, Ying Yue was a little annoyed and angry, "Did that pretty widow take your soul away?" I'm going to clean her up now! ”

As soon as she turned around, Song Xuan reached out and grabbed her hand directly.

Ying Yue's body stiffened, and her soft snow-white palms trembled slightly, perhaps because she was too nervous, and even sweat came out.

"It's so soft!"

Song Xuan had a smile on his face, kneading Ying Yue's delicate snow-white palm, as if kneading the dough.

"I haven't seen you for so long, your skin is better."

Ying Yue's cheeks flushed, she took a deep breath, turned around and hugged Song Xuan directly.

"Song Xuan, I miss you so much, I really miss you!"

Song Xuan rubbed her hair and comforted, "Well, I miss you too." ”

Ying Yue raised her head, stared at her longing face, and said softly: "Although I know that you are talking nonsense, I am still very happy to hear you say this." ”

"It's good if you're happy, don't people live to be happy!"

"So, you admit you think I'm talking nonsense?"

Song Xuan gritted his teeth, felt the rapidly rising anger value under him, and said in a muffled voice: "Is it nonsense, you can't feel it?" ”

"What does it feel?"

Ying Yue didn't react for a while, "Your sword hilt is too much of a hindrance, take it aside!" ”

As she spoke, she reached down with her arm.

Song Xuan's eyes widened, and he stared at Ying Yue incredulously.

Worst!

This demon girl wants to do bad things for me!