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 how Yin and Yang get along. 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 high.
As for chastity…
Yin and Yang Tao doesn't talk about this stuff. What everyone pays attention to is that men and women will love each other if they see each other right.
If it were normal, Fang Long might be tempted. Many women in the 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 talking about them before.
"I still have something to do. Let me know 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 me, but she still has to marry me this time?
It wasn't until the wedding night that I told her who was more powerful.
Some charming pictures appeared in his mind, and his heart became hot and his pace quickened a little.
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 the 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 a little hot all over his body.
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 when she thought of 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 the Fanglong 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 is also a demon witch herself
, after experiencing the initial confusion, she calmed down slightly, pursed her lips, and then asked, "What are you doing here?"
Fang Long bowed slightly, "I came here to ask the saint if she is satisfied with this wedding dress. I have searched for skilled craftsmen from hundreds of miles around to sew it these days. I don't know if it suits your liking."
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It's... quite pretty. "Qiu Honglei in the room was already blushing with shame, and she beat her lover's chest silently. This guy was so brave, he never let her go.
"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 that way at all.
She just thinks that the other party is going to be a bride, and her attitude towards herself is 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 feedback to the tailors in time."
As he said 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 man's little thoughts.
However, she was also a little moved when she was passionately in love. She just wanted to give the best of herself to her lover today, so naturally she would not refuse.
Unexpectedly, it helped her now. At least she was barely fully clothed and able to 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 all the women he had seen in his life were 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. .
"Holy girl, you are so beautiful!" He was also an expert in 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 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, revealing half of her body, which was enough to cover her body.
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 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's heart was filled with coldness at this moment. If it weren'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 he left, he couldn't help but look 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.
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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 female disciples, they were a little gloating about their misfortune. They had been suffocating with Qiu Hong's tears these years. Now that they are married, they all have one less competitor.
At this moment, a figure suddenly emerged 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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