In the hall of Luliuzhuang, rattan chairs and wooden tables are placed on the wooden table with tea drinking utensils, the tea soup is boiling, and the fragrance of tea is overflowing. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

On both sides of the wooden table, Zhou Cong and Liu Muqing sat opposite each other.

"Drink tea!" Liu Muqing raised his hand and said, "Don't worry, I didn't take the medicine this time." ”

Zhou Cong took the celadon tea cup, smiled slightly, and drank all the tea in the cup.

"Wouldn't such a cow drink desecrate my good tea," Liu Muqing smiled with satisfaction: "Aren't you afraid that I'm really drugged?"

Zhou Cong looked at Liu Yiyi, who was pouring tea beside him: "Go down, Yiyi is not afraid, what am I afraid of?"

Listening to Zhou Cong's words, Liu Yiyi pretended not to hear it, turned her head to look away, and her indifferent face rose with a burst of redness.

Liu Muqing saw it in her eyes and was happy in her heart: "Hahaha, good!

Liu Muqing's face turned straight and asked Zhou Cong, "What do you think of Yiyi?"

"Very good" Zhou Cong also replied: "If it weren't for Yiyi a few times, maybe I would have returned to Huangquan a long time ago." ”

"In this case, how about you choose a day to get married in this Green Willow Village?" Liu Muqing stroked her gray hair with her hand and said earnestly: "I also have a wish." ”

After experiencing life and death together, Zhou Cong no longer hesitated about Liu Yiyi's feelings, and as for Yao Xinchen, he could only go back and explain, so he nodded and said, "Okay"

"I don't agree!" Liu Yiyi put down the teapot with a frosty face, and said in her mouth: "If Gongzi Zhou only wants to repay me for saving my life, you don't have to be so wronged yourself." ”

"No grievances, no grievances!" Zhou Cong hurriedly shook his hand.

"Giggles" looked at Zhou Cong's embarrassment, and Liu Yiyi suddenly laughed.

"Hahaha" Liu Muqing couldn't help laughing when she saw the two of them like this, and then said a little lonely: "I'll go and prepare! ”

The green willow village is full of joy, and the willow trees on the door are all pasted with red happy words, and everyone is wearing red makeup. Even Xiaobai was forcibly wrapped in red by Zhao Min.

In a few days, all the items needed for the wedding were prepared, and Liu Muqing was indifferent and there were no guests, and the night was approaching, and the lights were bright. The hall is covered with a big red carpet, and there is a case in front of the door, and an incense burner is placed in the middle of the case, and three red sandalwood sticks are inserted in it, symbolizing the fate of three lives. A pair of red dragon and phoenix candles on both sides illuminated the hall, bright and red.

Liu Muqing was dressed in a brand-new satin wedding dress, smiling, and reluctant to sit in the lobby.

Zhao Min was dressed in red, heroic and sassy, standing aside, temporarily serving as the master of ceremonies.

"The auspicious time has arrived, please newcomer!"

With a shout, I saw Zhou Cong wearing red hanging flowers, wearing a red champion groom gauze hat, wearing a red champion gauze coat, and a red champion robe. A red ribbon in her hand, on the other end of the ribbon, the bride is graceful and walks in style. Dressed in a red bridal outfit with a red hijab on her head, she slowly followed Zhou Cong.

"One Worship High Hall"

Liu Muqing's eyes were shining, and she accepted the bow of a couple of newcomers.

"Husband and wife worship each other"

"Licheng!"

Zhao Min held a red lacquer plate with a pair of red chopsticks lying horizontally on the plate.

Zhou Cong took the chopsticks and gently picked them off like the hijab on the bride's head.

"Giggles" A tactful and gloomy laughter startled the birds on the willow tree, the willow branches outside the hall swayed, and a pale yellow figure floated down.

The cold chill made the red candles in the lobby flicker on and flicker.

“?? Senior Brother Zhou, have you forgotten that you once said, don't you marry Senior Sister Yao" The pale yellow figure, like a ghost, floated into the happy hall, and the slow voice was tactful and resentful, like a cuckoo crying blood: "Men really don't have a good thing." ”

Zhou Cong looked at the yellow figure, and saw that she was dressed in a pale yellow emerald fir tree, a pleated skirt with scattered flowers and mist and a finch with wings embroidered on the skirt folds. If the shoulders are cut into the waist, it is like a restraint. The skin is like condensed fat, the eyes are full of affection, and the waves are clear, even if it is full of white hair, it can't hide its peerless appearance.

"Senior Sister Zhu, how did you become like this?" Zhou Cong couldn't help but relax his vigilance while feeling guilty. It turned out that the person who came was Zhu Tingting, who was infatuated with herself, but was ruthlessly rejected.

"Giggles" Zhu Tingting's laughter became charming, but her voice was like ice: "Thank you!"

"I'm sorry," Zhou Cong said in a deep voice, "I really didn't know it would be like this. ”

"Hahaha" Zhu Tingting smiled like a night owl, and her voice was poignant: "I became this ghost, is it just for your word of sorry?"

"Whatever you want, I'll try to satisfy you!"

"I want you to marry me, will you?"

Zhou Cong looked at Liu Yiyi, smiled wryly and shook his head.

"You dislike me?"

"No, it's just that I already have Yiyi!" Zhou Cong said slowly.

"Okay, then I'll kill your Yiyi" Zhu Tingting finished speaking, her body was like electricity, and a yellow phantom, like a yellow finch catching cicadas, pounced towards Liu Yiyi.

Liu Yiyi's robe was wide and her movement was restricted. Zhou Cong was defenseless against Zhu Tingting, and he was caught off guard for a while. Seeing that Liu Yiyi was in a catastrophe.

But seeing Liu Muqing, who was sitting high in the hall, his figure disappeared suddenly, and a sword light greeted the yellow phantom.

As soon as it was closed, I saw Liu Muqing sitting on a chair, her chest rising and falling.

Zhu Tingting smiled hideously, holding a narrow long sword in her hand.

Zhou Cong couldn't help but be secretly shocked, this Zhu Tingting's cultivation was so powerful, as strong as Liu Muqing, but it was only a move to take away the weapon. It seems to have a dark wound.

Zhu Tingting's long sword was thrown out, and with a bang, the sword body was nailed to the wall on the middle hall, and it was gone.

Ten fingers into claws, grabbing towards Liu Yiyi, Zhou Cong pushed Liu Yiyi away, and launched the Batian Fist method to parry.

The fist is like the wind, but the claw is like electricity.

The fist is not out, the claw is already there.

The fist was exhausted, and the claws were more than enough, and the residual power did not decrease and rushed towards Liu Yiyi again.

Zhou Cong's eyes were shook, his blood and qi surged, and he roared, his qi gathered in front of him, and his body raised his eyes to block Liu Yiyi's body. His eyes were closed, and he sighed: "My life is over!"

Zhou Cong only felt cold in his chest, and when he opened his eyes, Zhu Tingting was standing in front of him, with tears in her eyes: "Are you willing to die for her?"

"Hey!" Zhou Cong sighed bitterly: "Even if you stand here, I am also willing to block any danger for you." ”

"You are so affectionate!" Zhu Tingting's delicate body trembled, rolling tears poured out uncontrollably, and her voice was like a cuckoo crying blood: "But you are so ruthless to me! I will not forgive you if I die!"

"It's not ruthless, it's just that I don't dare to be too affectionate" Zhou Cong said with a gloomy expression: "Senior Sister Zhu, follow me back to the sect!"

"Giggles, sect, sect has already gone with Huang Que!" Zhu Tingting dodged and flew away, lingering in Zhou Cong's heart.

The sect has already gone with the yellow sparrow!