[Transmigration Book] Master Cannon Fodder is so tired every day!

A few days later, the two who were bored in the forbidden area and talked about their nostalgia finally walked out of the sad place, and the forbidden area was finally no longer a forbidden area. It has been paved down the mountain.

A school of vitality.

Through the double cultivation with his lover, Wen Qingfeng finally regained some scattered cultivation bases. At this moment, he looks radiant, and there is a touch of warmth in his cold brows.Ying Ming turned to look at him, with a smile on his slightly tired expression.

Sensing the tenderness of the person beside him, Wen Qingfeng slept on his side and lowered his head, gently took his lips in his mouth and exchanged a long kiss.Ying Ming kissed him back passionately, the charm of the corners of his eyes and brows could still catch a glimpse of the Nine Lives Cat's demeanor that day.

Cats are hard to tame, but when they meet an opponent, they have to switch to a tender offensive to occupy the opponent's heart.The corners of the flushed eyes slowly curved out, sweet and soft, Wen Qingfeng's breathing became much heavier.

"I really want to continue to bully you." Touching his lover's lower lip, Wen Qingfeng withdrew his lips reluctantly with a cold face. He and Mingming had only been reunited for less than two days, and at midnight, someone started screaming. They are out.

They better be real.Asking Qingfeng to take a deep breath, he finally understood why Shizun and the others would rather ascend than stay behind. There are too many things in the Immortal Sect, and if you want to go back and recruit people like this, who can bear it?

Ying Ming smiled silently, he was as gentle as water, if there was nothing there, he could always soften Qingfeng's cold heart easily.Wen Qingfeng held hands with him, but felt his lover's fingertips were hard.

"?" Frowning, he took her hand and looked it over, only to find that his lover's fingertips were not as pink as before, but had many calluses.

Asking Qingfeng, it was only then that he remembered that in the past few years, there was not a day when Yingming did not bow his knees under his bed... Originally, he thought that Nine Colors Deer wanted to use the aura of the bed to exercise his body, so he agreed.

"It's okay." Ying Ming shook his big palm back with a smile, "I got a blessing in disguise, my cultivation level has greatly increased, and my body has improved a lot. Maybe the baby will come back..." Eyebrows drooped, his lower abdomen It's mediocre, who would have thought that there used to be a little life there?

The only regret in this life is the child who left before he could see the world.

The atmosphere was suddenly depressed, and Wen Qingfeng wanted to comfort him, but he couldn't say anything.He hugged the young man silently, bowed his head and whispered in his ear: "...there will be more, our kitten... Xiaolu?"

Hearing his slightly puzzled voice, Ying Ming laughed out loud, then took the man's hand and led him towards the meeting hall.Last night, the person who came only said that he was going to the conference hall today, but he did not explain the specific situation. Ying Ming quickened his pace, but please don't delay.

And in the conference hall, the bigwigs who heard that Su Qitao and the two wanted to hold the Dharma couple ceremony were divided into two factions, and they had already quarreled.

The red side is the dove faction headed by Yun Ya and other bigwigs, and the yin and yang do not agree with it, and they do not agree to advance their marriage; Otherwise, they will start.

Naturally, the red side was not cowardly at all, so the two sides were gearing up and eager to try, but they suffered from the two parties who sat in the middle and didn't know who to help.Just when Su Qitao sighed for the [-]th time, Wen Qingfeng and Ying Ming arrived belatedly, and avoided two little horses flying out the door.

Ask Qing Feng, jumping and jumping, throwing a stool is fine, but he throws it out with spiritual energy, what if he kills someone?He slapped the iron-wooden table in the middle of the meeting room to pieces, wiped his hands, and said to the stunned bosses around him, "Speak quickly." What can you do with me?

Yunya reacted the fastest, pushed Qingmian away with one hand still on his face, and said after saluting: "Actually, the marriage of your disciple Su Qietao is about to be put on the agenda... but Xianmen has no experience. , and Tao is too young, we are worried..." Wen Qingfeng frowned slightly, why did he realize that his apprentice was about to get married when he woke up?Ying Ming hurriedly stroked his hair, for fear that he would let out a cold air again, and then said, "I personally think we can't decide this matter." As he said, he looked at the one who was squeezed to the back, his whole body was inexplicably a little bit On the dispirited Su and Tao, "Do you want to become Taoist couples?"

Everyone looked at the couple who had been ignored by them, with a bit of embarrassment hidden in their expressions.

Hearing this, Su Qitao's reaction was faster than that of Huahua who was about to speak out. He stood in front of Huahua and nodded his head like garlic, "I am willing... get married early and feel at ease, I am afraid that he will be robbed Let's go." He turned his head to face Yun Ya, "Brother, I know you are doing it for my own good...but I still want to try."

Yun Ya stared at him, and finally gave in with a sigh.

So this marriage is considered to be a success, but there are a bunch of unmarried young people on the fairy gate, and a bunch of mature bachelors, a group of people you look at me and I look at you, there is nothing to do. They really don't know the ritual of becoming a Taoist couple.

In the end, Fleeting Years, who had the most friends, couldn't stand it anymore, and turned around to find his friends all over the world to help with errands.

People in the southeast and northwest quarreled and quarreled, and finally drew up the auspicious day for the third day of the next month. The things that should be prepared can also be listed on the list for purchase.The disciples who were ordered went down the mountain happily, and bought one after another on the left. They didn't know how much they piled up in the warehouse, and they almost couldn't fit in the warehouse.

Naturally, no one knows about the great news of Xianmen. Before anyone who knew the news of Xianmen could inquire, the invitations were passed on to the heads of various sects.

"Master, who is getting married?" The little disciple who was guarding behind the boss couldn't bear it anymore. The master played with the invitation every day, but he didn't tell them who the married person was, which made people anxious. no.

The boss rubbed his beard, laughed a few times, and said: "The invitation doesn't have names written on it, but I think it should be those two people. This touching feeling will eventually attract the attention of the world, and it will be a good result."

The little disciple rolled his eyes, what the master meant...wasn't it just a story about killing the king and his true love, this is good, we can gossip to discuss when we go back to the room at night.

So it didn't take long for the news that the murderer of Xianmen and Taoyao Shangjun were about to get married spread all over the world, and people talked about it with great interest. The storyteller on the stage spoke passionately, and the audience listening to the book applauded. Applause, but the man sitting quietly in the corner crushed the teacup in his hand.

The powder fell from his palm all over the ground, but it didn't hurt him in the slightest. The casual cultivator who was seated with him swallowed the sleeping liquid unconsciously secreted, and carefully changed positions.

He originally thought that this person with extraordinary temperament was some prince or noble who went to the countryside to experience life, so he wanted to recommend himself. Who would have thought that this is actually a big boss hidden in the crowd, with such a terrifying cultivation base!

But Bie Yuan didn't notice the undercurrent of the table next to him at all. He shook off the powder between his fingers, and the obsidian-like pupils gradually became red like blood, and were suppressed in an instant.

He is getting married.The five fingers gradually closed. Originally, when he was in the Demon Realm, he was ecstatic when he received the news of Su Qitao's resurrection—wasn't the power he used just to gather Su Qitao's soul?

But immediately, the news that that person was about to get married instantly shattered all his ecstasy.Beads of blood gradually slipped from the cracks in his palm, drop by drop, and it was the fingernails that pierced the demon's skin protected by kung fu.

A faint stabbing pain came, he let go of his hand suddenly, got up and walked towards the direction of the fairy gate.

In the Immortal Gate, Su Qitao was only wearing an inner garment, letting Hua Hua hold a soft ruler to measure her body, and it took a long time to get the complete data.

"I always have an ominous premonition." Another sneeze, Su Qitao rubbed the itchy nose, and put his hands into the clothes that Fanhua handed over.

Vanity turned around and returned to his side, pulled out the laces of the clothes one by one, tied them into beautiful bows one by one, and responded casually: "Why do you have an ominous premonition?"

Su Qitao shook his head, and before the final bow was finished, he threw himself into Hua Hua's arms, and his voice followed suit: "Oh, I don't know... I've been sneezing for the past two days. And you, It's almost turning me into a little trash."

He moaned and began to complain that since the two of them untied their knots, the vanity was like a brown candy, and he couldn't get rid of it, and he also covered everything that Su Qitao needed to do. He can help him with the meal, and it is estimated that this person can help him finish the meal.

Fuhua listened to him nagging for a long time, and finally hooked Mou Tao's jaw when there was no sound, forcing him to look up at him, "Why, are you impatient?"

There was a slight smile on the corner of his lips, but Su Qitao's body trembled slightly, aware of the looming danger.

"No," Su Qitao moved her eyes from side to side unconsciously, licked her somewhat dry lower lip, put her arms around the thin waist of the man in front of her, and said coquettishly, "I know you love me, but is this really not okay? I don't do it either, it feels like a vase..." There was a smile in the flashy eyes.

Vase, what comes to mind is that he was reborn here, the day he met him, his master made a scene like a slapstick, and then he was like a cat being pinched by the neck... At this moment, he is very sad. He wanted to use the past to make fun of this little peach, but unfortunately he couldn't remember.

"You are not a vase," Fuhua leaned over to kiss him, moistening his dry lips with his own sleep fluid, and sucked the tip of his tongue along the way, "You are the mascot, Taotao, as long as you are here, we will be happy." Invincible."

Su Qitao groaned twice when he heard the words, and said in a low voice, how could it be so exaggerated, but when he heard the words in a flashy manner, he just smiled and didn't say much.

The arrival of this little peach saved the entire Mirror Continent, and even the Demon Realm from danger...but he didn't know it.

More than half a month later, the Daoist Ceremony was successfully held, and the eye-catching Zhenghong stained Yinri's snow-white fairy gate red, and under this redness is no longer white snow, but vibrant flowers and plants, which are in harmony with running around. small animals.