As for Qiuchi General Altar, Fang Long stood in Fang Hu's yard, looking around and frowning slightly, "Second brother hasn't come back yet?"
"The second young master doesn't know what he is doing. Brother, why don't you go in and have a cup of tea? Maybe he will come back later." A group of warblers and swallows surrounded Fang Long and showed their attentiveness.
This is the way of getting along with each other in Yin and Yang Tao. The stronger the person, the more everyone wants to follow him.
Fang Long is far superior to Fang Hu in terms of cultivation and even appearance, so everyone naturally wants to climb a high branch.
As for chastity…
Yin and Yang Tao doesn't talk about this stuff. What everyone pays attention to is that a man will love a woman if they see each other right.
If it were normal, Fang Long might be tempted. Many women in his second brother's yard were secretly communicating with him, but he was about to get married to the saint tomorrow, and he saw the silver medal embroidered clothes not long ago, and he suddenly
I feel like this courtyard is full of vulgar people, and I don’t know how I could keep my mouth shut in the past.
"I still have something to do. Please notify me as soon as my second brother comes back." After saying that, he turned and left.
Originally, I wanted to go to the third brother's yard to see the long-legged beauty again, but then I thought about it and rushed in another direction.
It's better to meet the bride and get closer to her.
Thinking that Qiu Honglei usually ignores her, she still has to marry me this time?
It wasn't until the wedding night that I told her who was more powerful.
Some beautiful pictures appeared in his mind, and his heart became hot and his pace quickened a bit.
Soon he arrived outside the courtyard where Qiu Honglei was under house arrest. The guards recognized him and did not stop him.
He walked all the way towards the beautiful attic in the distance, and suddenly he sniffed around.
"Hey, why is there a faint fragrance?"
As a young master of Onmyodo, he is quite familiar with the powder culture.
I quickly realized that this was not the scent of flowers, but the body scent of a woman.
This kind of fragrance is really refreshing. Just a little lingering fragrance can make you feel that its owner must be a beautiful woman.
He had never smelled this kind of fragrance in the Demon Cult Headquarters, and he was a little confused for a moment. Is there any beauty in this Demon Cult that I don't recognize?
But then he thought, since it was in this courtyard, it probably smelled like a saint. Maybe she had changed recently.
A kind of fragrant powder.
On weekdays, Qiu Honglei deliberately kept a distance from him and would not let herself get within three feet of her, so she was not that familiar with her scent.
But tomorrow I will be able to smell every inch of her body.
Thinking of that scene, he felt his blood boiling all over.
Arriving under the attic, Fang Long stopped and straightened his clothes. He thought about a handsome and handsome man, but I don't believe that the saint has no interest in me at all.
Since he was getting married tomorrow, he didn't want to rush it and decided to leave a good impression on Qiu Honglei.
So I cleared my throat downstairs and said in the most gentle and magnetic voice in my life, "Holy girl, Fang Long wants to see you."
At this time, there was an exclamation from upstairs, followed by the sound of tables and chairs being touched. Fang Long was startled and hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Saintess, what's wrong with you?"
"Don't come in!" Qiu Honglei's voice immediately came from upstairs.
Fang Long was not angry but happy, "Okay, okay, I won't come in."
Normally, the saint didn't show any pretense to him. Although she was coquettish at this time, her tone was much sweeter and softer than usual. It seemed that she had begun to change her view of me as she thought about marrying me tomorrow.
At this time, Qiu Honglei in the room didn't know that he was thinking so much. She was so frightened by his voice that she almost lost her soul. Now her body is still shaking uncontrollably.
Zu An took a deep breath and almost lost control.
She looked back at Zu An shyly and angrily. Why did this guy act like nothing was wrong? I was almost scared to death.
Although the two of them were not afraid of Fang Long due to their cultivation, if he discovered what was going on in the house, she would really have to find a crack in the ground to get in.
Fortunately, she was also a demon witch herself. After experiencing the initial chaos, she calmed down a little, pursed her lips, and then asked, "What are you doing here?"
Fang Long gave a slight salute, "I came here to ask if the saint is satisfied with this wedding dress. I have searched for hundreds of skilled craftsmen from hundreds of miles around to sew this wedding dress. I don't know if it suits your liking."
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It's... pretty good-looking." Qiu Honglei in the room was already blushing with shame, silently beating her lover's chest. This guy was so bold that he never let go of her.
"That's good, that's good." Feeling the coquettishness in Qiu Honglei's voice, Fang Long was also a little surprised.
However, the Saint has always been rigorous and aloof in her daily life, so he would not think about it at all.
I just thought that the other party was going to be a bride, and my attitude towards myself became much gentler.
He felt hot in his heart, "Holy girl, come upstairs and have a look. If there is anything that needs to be changed, I can give timely feedback to the tailors."
Saying that, he opened the door and entered.
Qiu Honglei was so frightened that she hurriedly opened the window and looked at the man downstairs with a straight face. "Do you still understand the rules? Newlyweds cannot meet each other before they get married."
Fortunately, Azufei had pestered her to put on her wedding dress again. As a devil sect woman, she naturally knew the little thoughts of men.
However, she is also a little moved when she is passionately in love. She just wants to give the best of herself to her lover today, so naturally she will not refuse.
Unexpectedly, it actually helped her now. At least now she is barely fully clothed and can see people.
When Fang Long looked at it, his jaw was suddenly stunned.
It's so beautiful!
Autumn red tears are usually very beautiful, but now her cheeks are dizzy, her eyes are watery, her brows are looking forward, and her lips are rosy and attractive.
At that moment, he couldn't help feeling that the women he had seen in his life were all vulgar. As long as the saint became his wife, even if he dismissed all his concubines, it would still be worth it to keep her alone for the rest of his life.
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"Holy girl, you are so beautiful!" He was also a veteran of flowers, but at this moment, he seemed to be an ignorant boy seeing Bai Yueguang, and for a while he couldn't say a single word of those flirtatious remarks he usually made.
"I've seen it, you can go back!" Qiu Honglei wanted to close the window.
"Wait!" Fang Long stared at him carefully, with some doubts in his eyes, "Didn't those maids comb the saint's hair? I have to teach them a lesson."
The beautiful woman upstairs has disheveled hair. Although she has a thrilling and seductive look, it is different from the grand dress she is wearing.
There are always some mismatches.
"It's okay. Just now I thought their hairstyle didn't look good. I wanted to comb it myself, but here you are." Qiu Honglei's fingers were clasped on the edge of the window, and her other hand pinched her lover behind her hard.
Bundle.
This guy is really killing people!
Fortunately, her window was only half open, exposing half of her body, enough to block the view below.
Fang Long then felt relieved, "Well, how can those maids' aesthetics compare to the saint's vision?"
Seeing that Qiu Honglei cared so much about her makeup, he couldn't help but feel happy. It seemed that she planned to marry me tomorrow with her most beautiful face.
But he didn't know that Qiu Honglei felt cold in her heart at this moment. If it wasn't for tomorrow's wedding to catch all Lu Sanyuan and others to save the master, there would be no need for her to compromise with him in this situation.
"Then I won't disturb the saint. See you tomorrow." Fang Long wanted to show his gentlemanly side to the other party, so he bowed and left gracefully.
When leaving, he couldn't help but turn back three times, and saw the saint leaning against the window, with a sweet and charming look on her face, and her body seemed to be swaying slightly. I guess she was in a good mood now.
Thinking that such a beautiful woman would become his bride tomorrow, Fang Long felt his heart swaying.
When Fanglong finally left, Qiu Honglei could no longer hold on, her whole body went limp, and she bit her lover hard in embarrassment.
…
On the second day, Qiuchi was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations everywhere, and soon the procession to welcome the bride came to the other courtyard.
It didn't take long for them to carry a sedan chair and rush to the station of Yin Yang Road.
The gongs and drums were played along the way and many disciples gathered around to watch. Many male disciples of the Demon Sect cried bitterly. After all, the goddess in their hearts was getting married today.
As for many of the female disciples, they were somewhat gloating over their misfortune. They had been suffocating with Qiu Hong's tears over the years, and now that they were married, they all had one less competitor.
At this moment, a figure suddenly rose from the crowd, with a speed like lightning. A slender sword with only a cold light left, pierced directly into the sedan chair, and a woman's scream came from inside.
Everyone was shocked. They never expected that the saint would be assassinated?
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