Junichi prepares to clean up Cangshui Peak for his master, but finds that someone has turned this place into a mess.

He shouted a shout, and the man turned around, and it turned out to be the master.

"Master?" Junichi was slightly surprised, didn't she leave the Spirit Ruins Sect?

No, although this person looks exactly like Master, he is very strange.

"Cha Jiu" waved his hand to sweep Chunyi out of Cangshui Peak.

A Jindan boy, she still doesn't bother to deal with it.

Half a month later, the news of the marriage of the new head of the Lingxu Sect and the Holy Maiden of the Sect spread throughout the Immortal Cultivation Realm.

Naturally, it also spread to the Sanctuary.

Di Shen sat cross-legged on the ground, raised his head to look at the light curtain in mid-air, his chin almost raised into a straight line.

The light curtain is showing the wedding of Heng Qingyao and fake Cha Jiu, as well as various scenes of the two of them who are not ashamed.

The god was expressionless, waving his hand to disperse the light curtain.

Di Shen was interested: "Are you jealous?" ”

The god said in an indifferent tone: "She's a fake." ”

"But even if it's fake, you'll be upset when you see it." "What are you afraid of?" ”

The god no longer answered.

After a long time, he finally opened his golden pale eyes, raised his hand and turned Di Shen into a divine light and took it back.

As the divine light retracted little by little, his plain sea of consciousness began to roll over the waves.

A majestic and strange human emotion surged.

There is the peach blossom fragrance of Cangshui Peak, and the green buds have a touch of bitterness.

It smells like a flower crown.

And also...... Her taste.

He frowned slightly, endured the impact of these strange feelings, and a pair of golden eyes began to gradually transform into inky black.

……

At this time, Cha Jiu was hiding in the fantasy of the mountains and rivers to role-play.

The Mountains and Rivers Diagram had been in tatters before, and the gods were very disgusted and didn't want to integrate it into the Sanctuary.

Cha Jiu simply picked it up and kept it for himself.

Willow tree, Buddha Hall.

A familiar picture of a woman setting herself on fire.

It's just that this time Cha Jiu is no longer a bystander, but enters the woman's body.

"Ah, God, please let me meet that dead ghost on the Yellow Springs Road, ah no, the man I love the most."

Cha Jiu walked the plot perfunctorily, holding a candle flame and preparing to start burning the Buddha Hall.

The corners of the system's mouth twitched: "You don't have any acting skills at all." ”

Cha Jiu: "I went to the illusion to kill my soul, just say the lines casually, anyway, in the end, it's self-immolation." ”

The system is suspicious: "If your soul is consumed like this, will the god really come?" ”

This Buddha hall illusion has been walked more than 80 times.

Suddenly, the opinion value that had not been touched for a long time went up.

The system was surprised: "Cha Cha, the favor has risen!" Thirty percent, forty, fifty, sixty! ”

Oh my God, isn't Cha Jiu a person in the mountains and rivers? How could the god of the god add a favor to himself?

"It looks like the seed has sprouted." Cha Jiu is not surprised.

She smiled and began to tilt the candle flame in an attempt to light the curtain.

Without warning, a gust of wind blew and extinguished the candle.

Cha Jiu was stunned for a moment.

System: "The gods are here!" ”

The area around the hall was still empty, and it was quiet.

The wind blew the wicker.

The deep and calm smell of incense seems to be bitterly admonishing the world to stay away from lust.

The familiar crisp and bitter taste reappeared, and Cha Jiu felt an invisible arm gently wrapping around his waist.

System: "Ah...... The god has entered the role of the ghost of the dead husband, you are really good at playing, I will go first. ”

Disappear in an instant.

The sense of confinement around his waist became stronger and stronger, and Cha Jiu was locked in an empty but reassuring embrace by an invisible force.

"Yes...... You? Cha Jiu asked tentatively, "Jingwen?" ”

Keiwen is the name of the woman's deceased husband.

Cha Jiu is deliberate.

Sure enough, when Cha Jiu called out the name, the invisible force brought anger.

The things on the incense table were swept to the ground, and even the idol of the enshrined god began to shake and fall to the ground, falling to pieces.

He wouldn't allow her to have other gods.

Not even in a false illusion.

Cha Jiu's chin was pinched, and her head was forced to turn to the side, obviously empty, but she could really feel a cold and bitter kiss fall on her lips.

The person who kissed her was very unskilled, and at first he just ravaged and gnawed at her lip in a random manner.

Cha Jiu was in pain and snorted softly.

Her lip was bitten.

The man stopped.

It was a long time before he continued to tentatively approach, gently licking the wound on her lip repeatedly.

Cha Jiu couldn't help but let out a shallow sigh, her plump and moist cherry lips parted slightly, and the bitter kiss invaded the tip of her tongue without hesitation.

It's so sweet.

Sure enough, it's as sweet as the juice of a flower bud after rolling.

The kiss was even more raging, like a raging storm, with a strong sense of encroachment, frantically snatching the sweet liquid from Cha Jiu's mouth.

He pressed Cha Jiu on the incense table, kissed him indulgently, and let the heavenly tree of lust tear all his reason apart.

The plain white clothes on Cha Jiu's body were loose, and his belt had already fallen to the ground.

Her hands were still struggling, tugging at the hem of her clothes.

As everyone knows, the spring is faint, but it is more beautiful to refuse and welcome.

His hand reached into his clothes, caressing the silver-white snow-white mountains.

Cha Jiu's face was flushed, and the slightly upturned eyes were also dyed with a seductive crimson.

Her peach blossom tears were rippling, as if she was aggrieved and thirsty.

"Do you like me?"

She asked this sentence, as if complaining.

The burning kiss stopped.

The tears in Cha Jiu's eyes were even worse, and she sobbed quietly: "If you don't like me, why do you want to provoke me?" ”

There was a faint sigh, drifting in the wind.

His kiss fell again, with a hint of pity.

He leaned on her white jade snow shoulder and pecked her lightly, as if to express his pity for her and helplessness.

But Cha Jiu insisted on letting him say it.

With all her strength, she pushed out of her invisible embrace, and made a wish to the shattered idol with tears on her face.

"I don't want to follow my deceased husband, but I hope that Huangquan or the next life will never see each other again."

As her words fell, the woman's obsession with self-immolation shattered.

The scene of the Buddha hall in front of him also began to distort and transform.

Cha Jiu opened her eyes again and found herself wearing a red wedding dress, sitting alone in her new room.

The red candles, windows, and walls around are all plastered with red letters.

It should be the illusion of a raven and a princess.

From time to time, the whispers of women and maids in the distance could be heard outside the door.

At such a distance, ordinary people can't hear it.

But Cha Jiu was already a cultivator in the refining period, and the sound at this distance could be heard very clearly.

"My son finally married the emperor's favorite princess, and the status of the General's Mansion has lasted for a hundred years."

"Thanks to Mrs. Tou's planning, she arranged for the two to meet by chance when the princess was young, and also taught the young general how to please the princess, which made a marriage."

"Alas, my son is also pitiful, sacrificing for the sake of the family. obviously doesn't like her, but he still has to pretend to be in love and humble and flattering. ”

The woman wiped away her tears and sighed, as if her son had married a princess and received all the glory, but he had been greatly wronged.

Then she instructed the mother-in-law: "Have all my son's rooms, and the dozen or so outer rooms outside, been hidden?" ”

You can't let the royal family know about this!

The mother-in-law replied repeatedly: "If you hide it, you will not let the princess find out." ”

After listening to it, Cha Jiu understood everything in his heart.

It turned out that the so-called young love between the young general and the princess was just a trap set by the man early on.

No wonder as soon as the crow turned into a beautiful concubine and seduced, the young general immediately changed his mind.

How ridiculous.

At this moment, a crow flew across the night sky and landed on the open windowsill of the new house.

Its eyes are silent and deep, with compassion and pity, but also with unspeakable affection.

Cha Jiu walked over and leaned down to meet his eyes.

"If you don't like me, why do you keep chasing me?"

"Rakami-sama?"

(I'm sorry, it's a little late today, but it's still nine o'clock on time tomorrow, sorry)