On this day, Situ Sheng has been preparing for a long time, in order to let everyone in the world know about his marriage with the feather coat fairy, he ordered the disciples of the Yanhuang Sect to distribute the immortal fate post, whether it is a friend or an enemy, as long as there is a place where there are cultivators, the immortal fate post will definitely appear.

The marriage of the two immortal venerables who are famous in the heavenly hub was originally a hot topic in the immortal martial arts world, coupled with the strong spread of the immortal fate post, the sensation of this marriage has skyrocketed, almost no less than the turmoil that Liuli Valley and the ancestral continent gods were destroyed one after another ten years ago. It can be said that from the heavens and the earth to the Immortal Martial Saint Venerable, down to the peddlers and pawns, no one knows about this matter, and no one knows about it.

Some people say that this represents Situ Sheng's attention to the fairy in feather coats, and because of his affection, he is widely invited.

Some people also scolded Situ Sheng for hypocrisy and cunning.

No matter what kind of opinion everyone holds, receiving the post means that they want to go to the Yanhuang Sect to join in the fun, after all, it is more cost-effective to give gifts than to give lives. Since the destruction of the gods, the Yanhuang Sect has grown rapidly, and in just ten years, it has basically completely replaced the original status of the gods in the immortal martial world, and even the Heavenly Demon Palace has to be a person with his tail between his legs, not to mention other small sects.

However, there are no absolutes in everything, the world is vast, and there are people who don't give face.

White City.

As soon as the disciple of the Yanhuang Sect who sent the immortal fate post left, Bai Muxue's small universe that had been holding back for a long time quickly exploded, and he was so angry that he got up, and threw the immortal fate post on the ground and stepped on it a few times, and scolded angrily: "Stinky little slut......!

She didn't scold Situ Sheng, the culprit, but actually scolded the fairy in feather, which made the four pavilion elders, Sang Yao, and Yeqing a little surprised, and everyone stood aside, all stunned and speechless.

After she finished scolding, the old Bai Yuqi of Qingdan Pavilion picked up the fairy fate post that had been trampled on beyond recognition, and carefully patted off the ash on it, and said worriedly: "My little aunt and grandmother, when the time comes, you will have to hand over the post, how can you be so impulsive." ”

"I'll see. Daoqi Pavilion Old Bai Shiqin took the Xianyuan post and observed it, frowned and said, "Fortunately, the damage is not very serious, it should be repaired......"

"What are you cultivating?!Don't go!" Bai Muxue snatched the immortal fate post and tore it up completely, and then pointed at the noses of the six people angrily, and shouted: "You all hear it clearly with me, I, Baicheng, and Yanhuangzong will never be incompatible! Who dares to go to the wedding banquet, aunt and grandmother, I ...... I destroyed him!!"

"Yes! resolutely not go!" Ye Qingzhong stood up and echoed with righteousness: "My sister is right, whoever will cut whom." Hearing this, the four pavilion elders and Sang Yao all rolled their eyes with contempt. Yeqing quietly walked around behind Bai Muxue, squeezed her eyebrows and winked at everyone, and seemed to say silently: "Someone is in a state of rage, can't you see it?"

Everyone didn't bother to pay attention to it, and turned around and went back to their homes, leaving not a word.

Bai Muxue sat down angrily and poured a cup of tea, and just took a sip, a "poof" spurted out three feet away. Seeing that the tea was yellow and smelled of shame, she suddenly seemed to be a different person, and the arrogance just now was swept away, replaced by a pitiful look of being wronged. She stared at the "teapot" with her eyes intended, and asked with a sad face, "Who put the night pot on the table?"

"......!!!" Yeqing looked left and right, and found that the people around him had gone, and what made him even more frightened was that Bai Muxue's pair of resentful eyes were staring at him. He subconsciously took a few steps back, trembling and explaining, "Calm down...... Please calm down...... I'm a disciplined person, and I can't pass off a night pot as a teapot......"

"Well, I'm calm...... Bai Muxue stood up calmly, but in half a breath, she suddenly picked up a round stool and beckoned to Yeqing, and roared like thunder: "Bastard!! you drink a pot and try to see if you can calm down!!"

Without waiting for the stool to smash over, Ye Qing, who had been on guard for a long time, had already run away like the wind, and shouted all the way: "Sang Yao, someone is going to die...... Help!! help......"

"Bastard, stop me!"

Bai Muxue chased after her with a bench.

In an instant, the City Lord's Mansion was in a state of turmoil, and the sound of the commotion spread all the way to the Nine Swords Demon Tower.

A soft sigh came from the tower, which was the lonely and helpless voice of the white phoenix: "It's been ten years in the blink of an eye, and they're all back, what about you...... When will I come back...... "A huge white city, as if she was the only one left, whether it was past or present, she was used to talking to herself.

It's a pity that Chu Yunchuan couldn't hear it.

Linjiang Town.

Chu Yunchuan's world was also sighing, when he decided to stay in Linjiang Town for a few more days, the relaxed and calm tone at that time must have felt a little incredible even to himself. For a man of flesh and blood, there are three things in life that cannot be touched and desecrated by others: one is the lofty ideals established since childhood, the other is the family mountain that has nurtured him, and the other is the woman who loves him in life.

Of these three things, two have already been bumped into by Chu Yunchuan.

The gods who nursed him for half his life have been destroyed, and the fairy in feather coat who is waiting for a thousand years is about to get married, but the groom is not him.

If time is turned back a thousand years, Chu Yunchuan will definitely carry a sword to kill the door, people who are at the end of the road can have the right to be angry, and they should also have the courage to be angry! However, people will grow, and grievances and grievances are like flowing water, and they can be cut off without swinging a sword. What's more, Chu Yunchuan was still the Heavenly Pivot Divine Division, and the mission he was carrying was like a heavy mountain, oppressing him all the time, and he couldn't care about all possible consequences until he completed the great task of recreating the derivative realm.

Of course, those who know Chu Yunchuan well know that his life ledger not only clearly records the debts he owes to others, but also the debts that others owe him! He once said to many friends and enemies: "It is a matter of course that debts must be repaid." "If someone thinks that his reaction this time is not manly enough, or that he is very weak and incompetent, it can be concluded that that person must not know him well enough.

He is a man with a good memory and a man with clear grievances.

"I think you're like a stubborn stone, and no matter how you polish it, you'll have edges and corners, but ...... How sharp those edges are, only you know. Compared with the average young talent, you have less presumptuousness and uninhibition on your face, but more melancholy in your eyes. When he walked to the suburbs, Yinshuang looked at Chu Yunchuan with extremely appreciative eyes, and told him very firmly: "Actually, this is very good, a man who can be melancholy represents maturity and stability." ”

"Mature men are not allowed to eat...... Is it useful?" Qing'er, who had been following Yushuang, secretly glanced at Chu Yunchuan, and found that Chu Yunchuan's gaze no longer appreciated the blue sky, and turned her head to look over, she stuck out her tongue in fright, and hurriedly added: "I...... I will just make a casual comment. ”

Chu Yunchuan stroked the back of her head, smiled indifferently, and said nothing.

Qing'er said boldly again: "You adults are really strange, obviously holding back the depression in your stomach, and pretending that nothing happened, aren't you tired?"

"Little one, what do you know, go playing. "At a young age, don't guess the minds of adults. ”

"If you don't guess, don't guess, it's not me who is tired anyway. ”

Qing'er playfully grimaced, jumping backwards in front of her, with an innocent and bright smile on her face.

Chu Yunchuan shook his head with a smile, walked to the clear lake in front of him, sat down against a purple tree full of flowers, and muttered: "I really miss the good old days when they called me a little brat...... He closed his eyes and took a deep breath of fresh air, as if he smelled the smell of childhood, and said with great nostalgia: "At that age, you can destroy whoever you want, even if the sky falls, it won't hit me, there are masters and senior brothers on it, and there is no worry." ”

Yushuang smiled and didn't answer, she realized that this topic might become heavier and heavier the more she talked, and she came out today to be distracted, and she couldn't spoil the atmosphere, she took out the piano and played a beautiful and ethereal melody by the lake.

The sound of the piano has been ringing for bosom friends since ancient times.

"Comfortable ......" Chu Yunchuan stared at the slender back of the frost, and said intoxicatedly: "Since the confession of the phoenix, you are the person who knows me best in the world. ”

Hearing this, Drinking Frost seemed to have heard the most beautiful and beautiful praise in the world, and the pair of big eyes under the willow eyebrows narrowed into a crescent moon. Not far away, the innocent little kid sat on the branch of the tree and shook his two little legs gently, as if witnessing the warmest side of the world, and couldn't help but reveal a sweet smile.

The picture of the three people is frozen on the shore of the sunset lake.

Many years later, when Qing'er recalled this scene again, she was already five hundred years old at that time, and it was not until she was five hundred years old that she understood why Yinshuang was playing the piano with her back to Chu Yunchuan. Women, like the clear water of the lake, are soft and boneless, even if they are amorous in this life, they always can't help whether they flow east or west in the end.