Quick Transmigration Fancy Raiders Handbook of Male Gods

Chapter 22 Men's Clothes Saint Son vs. Evil Lord (End)

The red brocade carpet had already been laid, and the ladies standing on both sides scattered flower petals all over the place where the procession passed.

The fragrance of flowers permeates the air, emitting a charming fragrance.

The continuous red carpet shows an extremely noble status.

And in this snowy season, in this intoxicating red color, in the eyes of many ladies in the capital, there is an unforgettable scene.

A white horse, a handsome young man, with ten miles of red makeup.

Qing Fengyue went around the city for a week, and returned to Mingjiao's branch to pick up Xia Weiliang
I saw him wearing a crimson wedding dress, rich in gold embroidery, extremely dignified and elegant, with a joyful smile from the bottom of his heart on his handsome face.

Picking up Xia Weiliang from the Mingjiao branch, Qing Fengyue seemed to be seeing her for the first time.

The black hair, as thick as ink, was combed to the top of the head, and it was coiled into a phoenix bun like black clouds and snow, with long phoenix six-beads inserted on both sides, and red gemstones were finely inlaid on the gold, lightly Swaying gently, it touched the girl's delicate cheek, and quickly moved away as if she couldn't bear to touch it.

It's not the usual appearance of not wearing makeup, black eyebrows are lightly dyed, red lips are slightly dotted, rouge is lightly swept away on the cheeks, the rosy complexion is more charming, and the corners of the eyes are pasted with golden flowers. Her charming beauty has turned into a soul-stirring coquettishness.

He tightly pursed the corners of his lips, and his eyes fell on the bright red wedding gown. The complicated styles were layered on top of each other, but he didn't see any sense of cumbersomeness. It was like the petals of blooming Mudan flowers falling at the woman's feet, holding her like A fairy standing in a stamen.

Qing Fengyue took Xia Weiliang's hand and led her into the sedan. Before putting down the curtain of the sedan, he leaned into her ear and said:
"Xia Weiliang, you are finally my wife."

"You are my husband now."

"Di——The male protagonist Qing Fengyue's favorability with the host is increased by 10, and the total favorability is 95."

Xia Weiliang tightly held Qing Fengyue's hand, if the matchmaker hadn't urged her, she really didn't want to let go of his hand.Although, this is not in line with etiquette.

Xia Weiliang was sitting in the sedan chair, and before she could take a few steps, she heard bursts of noise.

In a hurry, Xia Weiliang's sedan chair was thrown down in a hurry, and there were screams from men and women in his ears.

In this festive day, added a little sadness.

With the sound of clanging weapons, Xia Weiliang opened the car curtain, only to see that it was the Huan Shang faction who brought people to take revenge.

Qing Fengyue is fighting against Master Xiao, and everyone from the Ming Cult is also fighting against the Huan Shang Sect.

The bearers who carried the sedan chair and the matchmaker were all brutally killed by the Huan Shang sect.

Wearing a bright red wedding dress, Xia Weiliang stepped out of the sedan chair, drew a soft sword from her waist, and rushed into the crowd.

Everywhere there was blood.

At some point, Xia Weiliang's scarlet wedding dress had already turned crimson, and the long step on her head fell somewhere, and her bun was also scattered on her shoulders.

At this time, the head of Xiao saw Xia Weiliang, and the blade suddenly turned, slashing horizontally, stabbing vertically, getting faster and faster, and the big knife made a whirring sound.

When Xia Weiliang saw the knife, it was too late, and the knife stabbed straight at him!
My waist hurt, it was still bruised.

"Cool!"

Qing Fengyue rushed over, raised her sword and blocked Master Xiao's broadsword, her wrist flicked suddenly, and the sword was as fast as a cold light!Straighten his wrist holding the knife!
In a flash, Xiao Xinru sneaked up from behind Xia Weiliang.

A sword pierced Xia Weiliang's back, piercing through his chest.

Xia Weiliang groaned and reached out to grab Qing Fengyue in front of her, but she could only hold a trace of air.

"Qing... Fengyue, I think I'm going to make a slip of the tongue..."

"Bah!"

The sound of the body falling to the ground, slowly, Xia Weiliang's sky became dark.

"No!"

Qing Fengyue took care of Head Xiao, turned around, only to find that Xia Weiliang had fallen into a pool of blood, without breath.

"Di——The male protagonist, Qing Fengyue, adds 5 to the favorability of the host, and the total favorability is 100. After the mission is completed, 1000 points will be obtained, 500 points will be deducted, and there are 500 points left, and the attribute point is 10."

Xia Weiliang returned to the space, always in a daze.

Even if it was a systematic question, Xia Weiliang didn't take any action.

"Host, where to add attribute points?"

"Host?"

"Host!"

"What's wrong?"

Xia Weiliang regained her composure, and looked down at the system in her arms.

"Master host, where do you add attribute points?"

"Add 10 intelligence points."

"Update properties panel,..."

"Wait! I want to ask, how is Qing Fengyue?"

When Xia Weiliang's consciousness disappeared, she heard his voice of despair, only her soul and body, but her heart seemed to be torn apart.

"Host, do you need to look at the time mirror? 100 points."

"Cut it off."

Xia Weiliang felt that if she didn't know how Qing Fengyue was doing, she wouldn't have the motivation to complete the remaining tasks.

"Beep - 100 points are deducted, leaving 400 points left. Start the time mirror."

In the time mirror, it is already a year later.

The Mingjiao pacified the traitors, the Huan Shang sect was destroyed, the leader died, and the leader's daughter was also captured by the Mingjiao and imprisoned in the prison of the Mingjiao.

After killing the leader's wife, she should have a hard time in her life.

Sitting in front of Xia Weiliang's tomb, Qing Fengyue lost her former high-spirited appearance and was very decadent, holding a bottle of plum wine in her hand.

"Ah Liang, the plum blossoms are blooming. This is the plum blossom wine I promised you. Try it."

A bottle full of plum blossom wine was poured in front of Xia Weiliang's tomb, and the strong aroma of the wine spread in all directions.

"There are very few plum blossoms in bloom this year. I will accompany you to watch another plum blossom rain next year, and I will accompany you, okay?"

Qing Fengyue leaned in front of Xia Weiliang's grave, and a year passed in a flash.

In the plum blossom forest, a big plum blossom rain is going on, and here, there is another tomb.

A Liang, I'm here to accompany you! —— Qing Fengyue
"woooo~"

Xia Weiliang hugged her knees and sat on the ground, covering her mouth and crying bitterly.

Qing Fengyue treats her very well, he dotes on her, loves her, no matter what vexatious things she does, he pampers her.

"Host, stop crying."

The system ran to Xia Weiliang's side with short legs, pulled her trousers and said.

Xia Weiliang didn't say anything, just kept crying.

I don't know how long I cried.

"Call up the properties panel."

Xia Weiliang wiped away her tears, pretending to be strong.

"Properties panel

Name: Xia Weiliang
Age: 18
Gender: Female (varies)
Appearance: 50 (out of 100)

Body: 60 (out of 100)

Intelligence: 50 (out of 100)

Constitution: 20 (out of 100)

Charisma: 20 (out of 100)

Specialties: top cooking skills, top painting skills, photographic memory, elementary piano skills

props: portable space

Special Skill: Changing Universe

Points: 400
Grade: 2"

"Go to the next task."

"Wait, host, do you want to clear your emotions?"

"No."

Xia Weiliang knew that the system cared about her, but she didn't want to forget Qing Fengyue at all.

"Okay, let's go to the next task!"

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