After a flash marriage, the abstinent snake husband stalks her every night

Although the Emperor of Fengdu was timid, he still held his ground.

"You wait for me!"

Then it turned into a puff of black smoke and disappeared.

Song Zhen took back the Red Lotus Holy Yuan, and the sword box quickly returned to its miniature state.

The haze above the Taoist temple suddenly dissipated.

The afternoon light returns to the earth, but some physical damage is difficult to recover from.

The Wuji Taoist Temple collapsed and was in a mess.

The Taoists relied on their amulets and struggled to escape from the rocks.

When they ran into Song Zhen, everyone's eyes were filled with fear, and they whispered, "We can only calculate Feng Shui and exorcise evil spirits, but this fake master can really kill ghosts!"

"Even Fengdu Emperor ran away when he saw her. That Emperor must be at least rank ten!"

"I just want to ask, is it too late for me to go to Zong Xuanmen and get close to her now?"

Not to mention the Taoist priests in Wuji Temple, even the in-charge Su Zhen was full of thoughts when he saw Song Zhen: How can he dig Master Bujia to Wuji Temple...

"Ahem," Song Zhen interrupted the Taoists' daydreaming and pointed at the collapsed Tianzun Temple, "There's still a person over there, alive."

"???"

Master Su took the lead and used a few talismans to push away the large stone on the upper layer. Sure enough, a lady in cheongsam was found under the stone!

The noble lady fainted when the Taoist temple collapsed. Fortunately, she had the amulet given by Song Zhen on her. She was covered in golden light and was unharmed.

"This is our gold-level pilgrim, Mrs. Fu! Send her to the hospital quickly!"

Mrs. Fu was dragged out quickly. When she regained consciousness, she caught a glimpse of Song Zhen's gradually disappearing figure in linen clothes.

She didn't believe the little girl when she said her life was in danger, and as a result... she was almost buried here!

Mrs. Fu shouted at Song Zhen: "Master, Master...I shouldn't disobey you...Master, please don't leave...Can you tell me another fortune for me..."

Song Zhen ignored it.

She has already repaid the one hundred yuan favor. Now they owe each other nothing, so there is no need to get entangled.

Song Zhen stepped down the stairs and was suddenly stopped by a deep, magnetic, and slightly hoarse male voice: "Miss Song."

She was startled when she heard that.

Glancing sideways, I caught a glimpse of a 1.9-meter-tall figure.

No one knew when Huo Yunzhou arrived. The sunlight shone through the clouds onto his tall figure, giving him a golden halo that was spotlessly clean, forming a sharp contrast with the ruins behind him.

He slowly walked towards Song Zhen, and his golden eyes reflected a face full of pockmarks, exactly the same as the face in Song Zhen’s WeChat avatar.

"Mr. Huo, you are late."

Song Zhen frowned as he spoke and squinted his eyes, trying to see through his past, present and future.

However, all I saw was a blank space.

She could tell that the real Huo Yunzhou had already returned to a different place, but she couldn't see through the fake one in front of her...

Is it a ghost?

Is it a demon?

Or human?

I can’t figure it out at all!

Huo Yunzhou's Adam's apple rolled, and he looked Song Zhen in the eye with deep eyes. His voice was so gentle that it could squeeze water out of it, "I'm sorry, I'm late."

"??"

Song Zhen's brows furrowed even deeper.

"Mr. Huo wanted me to break off the engagement, so he kept asking me to pretend to be sick. And the illness I pretended to have was not a minor one, but anal cancer. Why are you so polite today?"

How can you be impolite?

Huo Yunzhou's eyes were filled with burning heat, "I was stupid and ignorant before, I didn't know Miss Song was the real master of the Xuanmen sect in Kyoto."

Or the master of the Red Lotus Holy Yuan Sword...

He is the reincarnation of Xuan Zu...

This is the person he has been waiting for for 20,000 years!

During these twenty thousand years, Qingming had imagined many reunion scenes.

He thought that Xuanzu might come down from the sky one afternoon with a golden light, kick him to the ground, make him crawl under her, hold her legs, and indulge in the long-lost throbbing.

Or maybe he would walk towards him with an angry look on his face, stretch out his hand wantonly, and ruthlessly grab his soft and slippery human ear, and bring up the past and scold him for the stupid things he did 20,000 years ago...

She might also twist all the little devils into a long hemp rope in front of him, throw it at his feet, and warn him: "This will happen if you don't obey me next time!"

I thought of many possibilities.

The only thing she hadn't thought of was that 20,000 years later, she might not recognize him...

There was a calmness in her eyes.

Every expression on his face told him that not only was he unfamiliar with him, he also disliked him.

"never mind."

Song Zhen interrupted Huo Yunzhou coldly, walked towards him, handed him an envelope, and said coldly: "I wanted to give your fifth sister something, but I don't have time today, maybe next time. Please return this thing to your grandfather for me."

Huo Yunzhou extended his hand respectfully, and when he took the envelope, he instantly understood what was inside.

It's a golden talisman.

As soon as it hits the ground, there will be a box full of cash, just enough for the 100 million betrothal gift!

She wanted to distance herself from the matter.

Huo Yunzhou's Adam's apple churned with grievance and pain. He stretched out his hand and tore the envelope and the talisman inside into two halves.

"you……"

Song Zhen's eyes flashed with surprise, "You said you would end this matter, what, do you want to regret it?"

Huo Yunzhou asked her opinion seriously, "Yes, can you regret it?"

"Ah!"

What a difficult man.

Song Zhen is in dire straits. Since her fiancé's family rejects her, there is no need for her to waste her time and energy on such a miserable place. She might as well take more orders and make more money.

She took tight steps forward, and in a voice that only the two of them could hear, she approached him and said, "The eldest son of the Huo family, Huo Yunzhou, died of a sudden heart attack at the age of sixteen. What is your identity? Do you need me to tell you?"

Huo Yunzhou's eyes were filled with hope. "What is your identity? Miss Song, can you tell me?"

"..."

Song Zhen bit his lip. This smoke bomb had no effect on him.

"Okay, we can't come to an agreement today. I can't cooperate with you to get cancer medical records, and you won't cooperate with me to return the betrothal gift, so just wait and see!"

She didn't lose anything by getting the title of Huo Yunzhou's fiancée, so she just said this and turned away.

Huo Yunzhou's meaningful suggestion came from behind: "Miss Song, my grandfather has lost his appetite because of you. Do you... want to go back to the Huo family for dinner?"

Song Zhen sneered.

What's the matter with not being able to eat or drink? It's all made up! Who was it that didn't know right from wrong and was fooled by a fake Taoist priest? And you questioned her as a liar? And you wanted to send her to the police station?

She has a broad mind, but if someone dislikes her, she will never lick him.

In response to this invitation, Song Zhen only said indifferently: "I was born with a clean and upright character, and I will not eat food given out of pity."

After saying this, he left resolutely.

The burning eyes behind her kept staring at her receding figure, without moving an inch.

Until she completely disappeared from Wuji Temple.

Huo Yunzhou withdrew his gaze, his Adam's apple rolled, and he took out his mobile phone, opened the group of the Great Huo Empire, and sent a message that made everyone in the group instantly nervous.

[Huo Yunzhou: @Everyone, tell me everything you said and did to my fiancée.]

The entire Huo family, including himself, left a bad impression on Song Zhen.

He alone can’t save the situation, the whole family has to work hard!