Chapter 127: Mandarin ducks in the world become a pair

The sound of the piano stopped, and although Chu Xiyin was surprised when he saw the results, he was still calm.

"High Priestess, you're amazing!" Leng Yu'er rushed over directly and picked up Chu Xiyin's arm, chattering for a while, "How did you do it?"

The last time I met, this princess had a big fight with her, but this time I forgot about it, and I was still pulling and pulling with her, Chu Xiyin was suddenly stunned by her, she was really a heartless girl!

In the following time, the Orc, Bird, and Flower Clans all sent craftsmen to the Spirit Clan to help. It was busy every day, with foundations rising from the ground, and the general outline of the houses coming out after a few days.

How could the people of the Nine Evil Temples and the Evil God Temple let the Spirit Clan make a comeback? The first one to make trouble was the Evil God Temple!

Two of the six evil spirits under the evil god died, and today there are four. The fat one is called King Kong and uses a gilt hammer, the thin one is called a monkey and uses a spear, the short one is called a pumpkin and uses a water war catch, and the tall one is called no one and uses a pair of iron whips.

"I really didn't expect this place to be quite quiet when it was cleaned up!" King Kong was their leader, and he raised his hand and smashed the gate that had just been made not long ago.

The monkey crossed his arms and yawned, "Well, I think it's good to make a martial arts training ground for us!"

Pumpkin and Lotto laughed when they heard this, holding their respective weapons.

Leng Xingyu squinted at him and slowly drew his sword.

"In that case, let's kill them and grab it!" Pumpkin smirked grimly.

However, Tian is a man of action, and he was the first to rush over, and then the other three evils also killed him. A group of demons and monsters followed closely behind them, each fierce and vicious.

The human world, the Xuantian Sword Sect.

Today, the Xuantian Sword Sect is full of joy, and the Tingfeng Courtyard and the Tingxue Courtyard are even more red silk fluttering, and the big red happy words are everywhere.

Yun Feiyang, as the only remaining elder of the four major families, sat in the flower hall refreshed, waiting for the newcomer to come and salute him. Fan Zhenjun next to him stroked his beard and was happy to eat tea.

Zuo Daoyuan, the eldest disciple who was busy in and out, entered the main hall, bowed to the two and bowed, and said, "Master, the master of the Yun family, the groom is here!"

Sure enough, Chu Wuchen, who was dressed in a bright red auspicious suit, entered the flower hall with a smile. The two little disciples took the red futon and put it on the ground, and Yun Tian looked at the excitement with a smile on his face.

"Wuchen to meet Master, meet Uncle Yun!" Chu Wuchen bowed to them.

The two elders looked at the junior with satisfaction, and excused each other, and finally Fan Zhenjun spoke first, "After getting married, you will be an adult, and you will help your senior brother take care of the affairs of the sect." ”

"Yes!" Chu Wuchen bowed and bowed.

Fan Zhenjun nodded, there is nothing to explain, his apprentice he understands, he is a practical person.

"Take good care of Fengyue, and it is important to spread the branches and leaves as soon as possible and extend the heirs!" Yun Feiyang instructed.

When Chu Wuchen heard this, he felt that his face was a little burning, and he bowed and bowed: "Wuchen remembered!"

Zuo Daoyuan glanced at the sun and urged, "Master, the auspicious time for the Yun family master is coming!"

The two nodded, indicating that they understood, and let him continue.

"Bride, please!" Zuo Daoyuan shouted.

Hearing the shout, Feng Yue, who was dressed in a red wedding dress and red hijab covering her face, sweated nervously, and was helped into the flower hall by Yun Meng and another female disciple.

Chu Wujian personally held the red silk in his hands and handed it to his younger brother, and explained to him with a relieved look, "The responsibility of extending the heir will be handed over to you in the future!" Although he is stubborn on weekdays, he still has a score in his heart, the sixth brother and the eldest brother have not yet been found, and Xiao Jiu'er has become an immortal and soared, so the matter of revenge on his own shoulders will have to be taken care of.

"Got it, Seventh Brother!" Chu Wuchen nodded in response, feeling that today's brother was a little weird, but he couldn't say what was weird.

Yun Meng put the other end of the red silk into Feng Yue's hand and urged them, "Don't go over and worship the elders soon, the auspicious time has come!"

The two newcomers were pushed closer to the two, and Zuo Daoyuan sang at the right time, "Worship heaven and earth!" The two turned around, knelt on the futon and bowed to the heaven and earth outside.

"Two worship the high hall!" the two newcomers turned around and bowed to the two elders, and the people on the flower hall were envious and happy.

"Husband and wife bow to each other!" As soon as the words fell, the heads of the two collided together, and one of the parties was embarrassed, but fortunately he had a hijab and was not discovered by others;

"Send it into the cave room!" As soon as Zuo Daoyuan's voice fell, the other disciples who were watching the ceremony could be considered to have seized the opportunity to have fun, "Oh...... Go to the cave room...... "Yuntian and Chu Wujian naturally helped Chu Wuchen, but they were weak and were separated by a group of people, who pushed the groom and bride towards the new house.

The two elders just laughed, "Let them make trouble, it's rare to have a happy event in the party!"

"Hmm!" Yun Feiyang agreed with this sentence very much, there are not many female disciples of this Xuantian Sword Sect, and most of them are dedicated to the Dao, and the number of singles in the sect is still considerable. In addition, cultivators have a special physique and are not easy to get pregnant, so you are married, and whether you have an heir or not depends on your own creation. The development of this sect needs people, especially those with spiritual roots. After all, the children of mortals have spiritual roots, and where is there a high chance that the children of monks who are married have spiritual roots? Therefore, the rulers of various sects and sects are extremely happy to see the elite disciples of the sects getting married and having children.

The bride and groom were troubled for a day, but it was night. This Chu Wuchen was dragged by the senior brothers and disciples to pour wine for a while, he was not drunk, Chu Wujian and Yuntian, who were blocking the wine, were drunk like mud.

The red candles in the new house are swaying, Fengyue's tense veil is about to be broken, and a small face that has been decorated is even more delicate against the background of the red candles, which makes people look at me with pity.

Yun Meng looked at the handkerchief pitifully, reached out and held her arm, and teased her: "You are not afraid of the sky and the earth on weekdays, but today you have changed your sex?"

Fengyue glanced at her, "Why don't you try it?" This is the first time she has been married, so it's no wonder if she's not nervous. When I was a child, I saw the scene of the sisters-in-law of the same family getting married, which one is not like this?

"Don't!" Yun Meng waved her hand again and again, deliberately teasing her, "If I marry your sweetheart, then what will you do?

Feng Yue's little face turned red when she said this, and she slapped Yun Meng with disgust and annoyance, "Ignore you!"

Seeing Fengyue, Yun Meng thought of Chu Xiyin again, "It's a pity, Xiyin can't come down to drink your wine, otherwise she would be so happy!"

"She's the most promising of us!" Fengyue and Yourong praised.

"That's what she deserves, if nothing else, just the time in the Dead Domain, for you and me, I'm afraid I would have been torn apart by those dead things. Yun Meng's face was full of admiration, and the whole child was a super little fan sister of Chu Xiyin, "Listening to the message of the ghost king, they have been killing the demon spirits for a year in the Ten Thousand Demon Tomb. She's a girl...... That body of cultivation is all killed day by day. When she heard the news, she was shocked for a long time. Chu Wujian and Chu Wuchen, the two big men, had sour noses, that was the youngest sister who grew up in their family, how could she have suffered so much?

Feng Yue nodded, when she first heard these things, her jaw almost fell to the ground in shock, a year of killing, which woman in the world can have such a tenacious heart?

"I don't believe it, as long as I practice hard, there will be no day when I kill the Demon Emperor!" Yun Meng said of Chu Xiyin, feeling that his fighting spirit had also been ignited.

"Then you won't get married?" Mingming......" She was halfway through her words, and it was clear that Chu Wujian had a cloud dream in her heart.

Yun Meng knew what she was going to say, and smiled bitterly, "He and I can't forget the enmity of destroying the door, we are the same kind of people, and we will not easily change one thing." Before revenge, what kind of private affairs can you talk about your children?" both of them have obstacles in their hearts, rather than ignoring each other after being together, it is better to keep the status quo, stay within the distance they both think is appropriate, and pay attention to each other from time to time.

Fengyue was a little ashamed, compared to them, she wanted to live a down-to-earth life. She has also hated it for decades, but she is self-aware, she knows that relying on their strength, it is too slim to want revenge, so in her heart she has no desire to take revenge, but she still refuses to admit it. Time has worn out her hatred.

"Then aren't you going to miss it?" Fengyue said with some pity, from her selfish heart, she hoped that Yunmeng could have a good home.

Yun Meng smiled reluctantly, it was doomed to miss it!

Fengyue hung her head, looking at the corner of Fengyue's big red auspicious dress with envy, and the smile overflowing from her lips was bitter and helpless.

Chu Wuchen pretended to push the door in a leisurely manner, and the sound alarmed Fengyue and Yunmeng.

Feng Yue clutched her sleeves and blushed, and got out of bed to look at him, "Brother Wuchen, why did you drink so much wine." Helping him to walk to the table, Yun Meng walked out of the new room with interest, and thoughtfully brought them the door.

There were only two people left in the house, Chu Wuchen breathed a sigh of relief, and hugged Fengyue into his arms, and the startled Fengyue almost exclaimed, only to hear the sound of the urn sound overhead, "I'm not drunk!"

Feng Yue only felt that her heart was about to jump out of her throat, and when she smelled the wine on his body, she said angrily and funny: "Okay, Xianggong is not drunk!"

"I'm serious, nine times out of ten, the wine poured into me was blocked by Yuntian and Seventh Brother, although I drank some, I really wasn't drunk!"

When Fengyue heard him say this, her whole face was red and could drip blood, and she was anxious and hopeful about what was going to happen next.

Chu Wuchen picked up two glasses of Heshu wine, handed one to her, and held one in his hand, and his face became hotter and hotter with the flames in his eyes. Looking at his wife's shy and timid appearance, he became narrow-minded, and his words were gentle and seductive: "After drinking this glass of wine, we are husband and wife, Yue'er has been drinking for a long time, are you letting Brother Wuchen feed you?" While speaking, Chu Wuchen took two steps forward, smelled a good smell on the tip of his nose, and the arms of the two surrounded each other, one was full of happiness in his heart, and the other felt that the person in front of him was really beautiful and delicious, and he couldn't wait to swallow her in one gulp.

After drinking this glass of wine, the bride was carried by the groom to the big bed full of splendor, and with a wave of his sleeve, the candle was extinguished. The red dress fell like a fluttering butterfly, and was soon lost to the ground......