Ghosts are not evil

Feng Zongren was unmoved, and ordered people to drag the bodies of the two people down. Feng Suyou threw himself on Duan Wuyue's body, determined not to let go.

Seeing Feng Suyou like this, Feng Zongren inevitably felt guilty. Even if he killed people like hemp, he really loved Feng Suyou. He knew Feng Suyou's temperament, so he never revealed anything to Feng Suyou.

Feng Zongren was kind and pleasant, and patiently tried to appease Feng Suyou. After all, all of this was for him: "I'm old, and I can enjoy a few more years of happiness when I become an emperor. I'm thinking of you."

Feng Suyou muttered to himself in a low voice: "But I never said that I want to be emperor."

Feng Zongren knelt down, patted Feng Suyou's back, with a kind face on his face: "Stupid boy, who wouldn't want to be the emperor, let alone father sent it to you, you don't have to worry about anything, father is ready. I want to give you the best in this world to make up for what I owe you."

Feng Zongren had calculated thousands of times, but he didn't count that there was another Bai Lin. During the enthronement ceremony, Feng Zongren almost saw a ghost.

Bai Lin decreed that the daughter of the prime minister of the left should be the queen, and choose an auspicious day to get married.

Feng Suyou didn't appreciate it, the great cause was about to come true, Feng Zongren had no choice but to put Feng Suyou under house arrest.

Above the court, Feng Zongren still couldn't figure out whether Bai Yue came back from the dead, or if there was another mystery behind it, why he wanted to make his daughter the queen, and what "Bai Yue" was planning.

Feng Suyou racked his brains and tried his best to get the servants around Feng Jinyue to buy off the maidservants around Feng Jinyue, drugged Feng Jinyue's food, and replaced Feng Jinyue on the bridal sedan chair in the palace.

Bai Yue was already dead, Feng Suyou saw it with his own eyes, how could it be fake.

With this sudden change, in the court hall, the person sitting on the dragon chair must be Bai Lin. Feng Suyou worried that Bai Lin didn't know all of this. Feng Zongren thanked guests behind closed doors these days. Could it be that he was plotting to harm Bai Lin? He can't let Bai Lin become the next Bai Yue.

You must make it clear to Bai Lin face to face, if Feng Zongren intends to deal with him, Bai Lin will definitely not be able to defeat Feng Zongren.

Bai Yue and Duan Wuyue died at his hands, he must not let Bai Lin die in vain, as long as he lives, he will take good care of Bai Lin for Bai Yue.

The joy was loud, the red hijab was dazzling, Feng Suyou was almost out of breath under the pressure of the complicated dress, tonight should have been the wedding night of the emperor and empress.

Feng Suyou fidgeted and waited in the hall for a long time, until the servant sang loudly: "The Holy Majesty is here." Feng Suyou took back his disturbed pace and sat on the head of the bed, waiting for Bai Lin to enter the room.

Bai Lin lifted the red hijab, and seeing that it was Feng Suyou, he wasn't surprised, instead he smiled and said to him, "I knew it, you would come, today is our wedding."

When Feng Suyou saw Bai Lin, seeing his knowing face, he felt even more uneasy. He didn't know how to ask him. When he hesitated, Bai Lin leaned over and kissed him.

The tip of his tongue stuck into his mouth, and after sweeping wantonly, Feng Suyou recovered from the shock, pushed him away, but avoided all this, unwilling to think deeply, and poured out all the things he knew: "Bai Yue is dead, Duan Wuyue is also dead...it was my father...Feng Zongren killed them, it was me who killed them..."

The second half of Feng Suyou's sentence was blocked by Bai Lin, it was clearly supposed to be an infinitely charming and lingering one, but Feng Suyou couldn't realize for a long time, what exactly Bai Lin was doing now.

Feng Suyou's mind was in chaos, his lips and tongue were entangled, and the overly intense kiss made him at a loss, he even forgot to struggle, and was forced to bear it, as if he was pandering.

This is not Bai Lin, how could it be Bai Lin, this is not Bai Lin, then who is it.

This look, this body, this voice...

Feng Suyou heard Bai Lin calling him: "Qilang..."

This is Bai Lin, the Bai Lin who is as bright as the bright moon. Feng Suyou grasped Bai Lin's shoulders with his trembling hands, uneasy and frightened, as if he suddenly understood, tears rushed down his cheeks, choked with sobs: "Bai Lin... isn't it?" Is this right..."

Bai Lin unbuttoned and peeled off his clothes, held Feng Suyou's back and bit his neck, and Feng Suyou recovered from the pain.

Looking at each other, Feng Suyou suddenly felt that he didn't know Bai Lin anymore. He grabbed Bai Lin's skirt and asked him blankly, "What the hell are you doing..."

Bai Lin's smile faltered. He thought that Feng Suyou's failure to refuse was an approval, but Feng Suyou was just evading: "You don't understand?"

Feng Suyou's mind was in a mess, and he didn't even use much strength to grab his hands. He stared at him and asked him: "What do you want me to understand..."

Bai Lin pulled Feng Suyou's legs apart, stroked them to the base of his legs, and pushed his body against his hips, feeling a little funny. Feng Suyou was still so naive, and he loved his naivety: "Don't understand? You like me."

Even through the heavy wedding dress, Feng Suyou could know what was behind him, and stepped back: "No..."

Bai Lin was not willing to let him go, and imprisoned him in his arms domineeringly, poking his finger into the stock.

He knows what kind of rhetoric Feng Suyou likes to hear, and what kind of posture he likes to see. As long as he likes it, there is nothing wrong with it, so it doesn't matter if you tell him: "My brother is dead, and Duan Wuyue is also dead. Only you, Shichiro, I only have you."

That night, Bai Lin half-coaxed and half-deceived Feng Suyou to follow him.

Bai Lin is now the king of a country, but in Feng Suyou's heart, he is still the thin and weak Bai Lin.

Feng Suyou rubbed the words thin and weak in his heart, Bai Lin's body seemed to be much better, no, it was much better, when did it start?

Does he like Bai Lin? Maybe.

What did the deaths of Bai Yue and Duan Wuyue accomplish? Did it fulfill his wishful thinking? Duan Wuyue, Duan Wuyue...

Feng Suyou silently recited Duan Wuyue's name in his heart, tears streaming down his face.

He clearly knew why he was still deceiving himself and others. Bai Lin was the mastermind behind the scenes and the final winner of this conspiracy theory.

It was he who stubbornly regarded Bai Lin as a docile white rabbit kept in a cage. Bai Yue did not care about Bai Lin wholeheartedly. Bai Yue was afraid. The reason Bai Yue put Bai Lin under house arrest was definitely not just to protect Bai Forest.

Only Duan Wuyue, only Duan Wuyue has no plans, bears for him, bears for him.

Duan Wuyue told him that Feng Zongren was definitely not a pure minister, he didn't believe it, Duan Wuyue also said that Bai Yue was definitely not a kind person, he didn't believe it, Duan Wuyue said that Bai Lin had plans for him, he still didn't believe it .

Why did it become like this, Su Sanniang died, Wang Ahsi died, Bai Yue died, Duan Wuyue died, Feng Zongren went crazy, Bai Lin changed, he is really the lone star of the devil, all the people around him No one can die well.

He didn't want to know what happened to all this.

Feng Suyou knelt in front of the mountain gate, begging the abbot to shave him and become a monk, but the abbot refused to accept him no matter what he said, he dared not accept him, he couldn't accept him: "Almsgiver, don't be obsessed with obsession, and regret for the rest of your life."

Feng Suyou knelt in front of the mountain gate for three days and three nights, turning into an immortal.

Qingluan came back from the calamity and returned to the heaven. The Lord Beiyi had been waiting for him for a long time.

Qingluan was still depressed, ignored him, and went back to the palace where Sea God lived temporarily.

Turning her head, seeing Beiyi Shenjun smirking, Qingluan smashed everything that could be thrown at Beiyi Shenjun, cursing: "Boring!"

Qingluan really didn't understand, how could his reincarnation be like that, is there anyone more stupid than him, when he thought that Beiyi Shenjun knew everything, his intestines were almost green with regret.

Shenjun Beiyi, a dead old man, must have been very happy to see him in the sky after his death. Qingluan was so angry that he almost gritted his silver teeth.

Beiyi Shenjun didn't dare to hide, and repeatedly begged for mercy: "I was wrong, I was wrong about my little ancestor."

Seeing this, Qingluan was even more angry, is he stupid!Don't hide either.

Of these two enemies, I don't know which one is more stupid.

Beiyi Shenjun went against the sky, even the Shenjun had to pay a price, no, I just went to the Thunder Punishment Hall a while ago, the Shenjun is really a rare visitor.

Qingluan could smell the burning smell from far away, luckily he didn't chop him into roasted long worms, even if he had a hard bone: "What are you doing with me in the lower world, you want to be struck by lightning when you have nothing to do."

"I, I'm afraid you take it seriously..." Shenjun Beiyi felt that he was wrong, lost a lot of momentum, his back was aching, and his head was also aching.

What kind of temperament Qingluan is, Beiyi Shenjun has already figured out the way, Su Qilang and Qingluan are more or less similar, or in other words, they are the same in essence, admit death, and are fierce and fierce.

"I really like you, how do you treat?" Qingluan said so abruptly.

Shenjun Beiyi didn't listen carefully to what he said, so he casually replied: "That couldn't be better..." I like it... like it?Like... Qingluan really likes him?Really like him?

Seeing his sluggish expression, Qingluan knew that he didn't listen to what he said, so she spread her wings angrily to find Sea God to comment, leaving Shenjun Beiyi to recover, and Yufeng chased after him: "Hey, hey , I let my father go to propose marriage, can't you, don't run away."

Shamefully thrown out of the fairy world, the mount that the majestic god likes is not his own, it is really capable.

Qingluan stood next to the Sea God, and said with a sneer, "Marriage proposal? Your father has been dead for tens of thousands of years, what's the point?"

Shenjun Beiyi made a slip of the tongue for a moment, so he had no choice but to play sloppy: "I will go by myself, I will go by myself."

Sea God was annoyed when he saw these two flirting, and he was enlightened when he returned from a trip to the human world. If he had known earlier, he should not have let him go, out of sight and out of mind: "Did I agree?"

Seeing this, Qingluan didn't agree, the Sea God must be doing it for his own good.

Shenjun Beiyi really hated that iron could not be made into steel, Qingluan was not good as someone's mount, but wanted to be Seagod's mount, which would make him feel bad in the future.