The villain of Kuaishou is a bug

Chapter 87 On the Fairy Way (54)

As Sui Ling expected, almost all the people who came to Xuandanzong to study as teachers were the right-hand men of the heroine Luo Mingyun in the original plot.

Sui Ling didn't care, she was her idle suzerain with peace of mind.

The task given by 1087 is [Revitalize Xuan Danzong. ], did not say who was revitalized, how to revitalize, and did not force Xuan Danzong to be revitalized, the suzerain must be her.

Therefore, even if Luo Mingyun rebelled against power, Sui Ling could still happily abdicate to the virtuous and live in another place.

Mo Tang has been working on his wedding these days, and Ban Xia has prepared the antidote for him, but he is not willing to take it.

Sui Ling asked with a cold face, but the boy would stare at her pitifully and say that he would eat after the wedding.

Anyway, the big wedding is coming soon, Sui Ling has no choice but to follow him.

Recently, Luo Mingyun felt that some inexplicable danger was coming, so she began to practice desperately.

With the Lingquan space in hand and the celestial grass and elixir as supplements, Luo Mingyun quickly broke through to the Nascent Soul realm.

Qing Yi, who was still stuck in the late stage of foundation establishment, shed tears of envy, pushed a lot of things to Suiling, and followed Luo Mingyun for secrets.

Sui Ling: "..."

Sui Ling lay idle on the bed, refused indifferently, and let Fuxi send these chores to Luo Mingyun as they were.

Luo Mingyun herself had to rush to practice, and was so annoyed by Qing Yi that she had no choice but to give him the elixir and fairy grass in the space.

Qing Yi fulfilled his wish to break through the foundation building, and happily took over the chores of Xuan Danzong.

Mo Tang planned to hold a big wedding in the sect of Xuandanzong. He had never seen anyone get married, he searched everywhere for information, and ordered people to sew wedding clothes, but he was quite busy.

Near the end of the month, almost the entire Xuandanzong was dressed in a layer of festive red clothes, and the red silk Xi character that could be seen everywhere made the Xuandanzong, which had been desolate and deserted for several years, a little more fireworks.

Everything was arranged by Mo Tang, and the young man had to pass everything to Sui Ling to see if he liked it or not.

Sui Ling didn't care about these things, and agreed to everything, but was annoyed by the question, so she could just tell Mo Tang whatever she wanted.

But Mo Tang was unwilling, worried about picking something that the girl didn't like, so he still happily held the wedding things for Sui Ling to choose.

According to Mo Tang, it is a matter of marriage and marriage, which is a major event in one's life, and it should not be sloppy, as long as everything goes well.

It's just a matter of choosing a few things, Sui Ling couldn't resist him, so he had to choose as he wished.

It wasn't until the day of the wedding that Sui Ling was rarely busy.

No one in Xuan Danzong knew about marriage, so Mo Tang hired someone from the mountain.

With money, everything is easy to handle.

Early in the morning, Sui Ling was dragged up by Mo Tang to wash up.

Washing and grooming are all done by Mo Tang himself, and the young man has to do it himself for a spiritual mantra.

Sui Ling found it troublesome, but when she caught a glimpse of Mo Tang's happy and satisfied expression, she smiled silently and helplessly, letting him dress up her head.

Mo Tang seems to have been studying this for a long time, skillfully and meticulously styling Sui Ling's hair and eyebrows.

The young man's delicate and handsome face is full of tenderness, the smile on his lips is extremely gentle, and his movements are pious and careful.

Seeing the scene in the bronze mirror, Sui Ling lowered her eyes and couldn't help but bend the corners of her lips.

Mo Tang's clear and clean breath was close at hand, and the air was filled with an ambiguous temperature. Sui Ling raised her head, kissed the young man's cheek, and she was about to leave.

Sui Ling had just painted her lips, and the bright red lips were faintly left on Mo Tang's fair face.

Mo Tang tilted his head, saw the lip marks on his face from the bronze mirror, raised his eyebrows lightly, smiled, and put down the pen to draw Sui Ling's eyebrows.

Lowering her eyes, she gently wiped the bright red on Sui Ling's lips. The red lips she just painted were in vain after all.

The makeup on Suiling's face was painted by Mo Tang himself, and I don't know where he learned it, but he was able to paint so beautifully in such a short period of time.

Sui Ling looked in the mirror, and she looked pretty, with satisfied eyes.

Mo Tang went out after putting on Sui Ling's makeup, presumably because he was busy with other matters of the wedding.

She has never seen the maid who came to serve Suiling, she should have been bought by Mo Tang.

Sui Ling sat on the bed with a cold and distant profile, chatting with her casually.

This maid can also chat, and can completely catch the topics that Sui Ling often changes.

Mo Tang was not willing to keep Sui Ling waiting for too long, so after arranging for everyone from the Xuandan Sect, he went back to his room to pick up the girl himself.

At that time, Sui Ling was picking up the longan on the table to eat, but she was not affected by the rules of marriage in the slightest.

Sui Ling is the suzerain of Xuandan Sect, and no one in the sect dares to take care of her affairs, and Mo Tang is even more reluctant to let his girl be bound by these rules and regulations, so she can do whatever she wants, as long as she is comfortable.

Mo Tang didn't let Suiling take a step, and carried the girl down the main peak.

Mo Tang's steps were steady, and Sui Ling didn't feel the jolt when lying in his arms. Hearing the strong heartbeat beside her ears, she narrowed her eyes comfortably.

Sui Ling put on the red hijab after being carried into the carriage by Mo Tang. The red cloth somewhat covered her eyesight, and the girl wanted to tear it off, but thinking of Mo Tang, she just pursed her lips in the end.

Anyway, it's the same with divine sense, it's not invisible.

The carriage drove leisurely, and the red phoenix pattern was embroidered on a large area on the wall of the carriage, which was lifelike and spread its wings under the sunlight.

It was an auspicious time when the carriage arrived at the scene, and the guests who came to visit were only people from within the Xuandan Sect.

For Mo Tang's big wedding, he didn't want to invite some insignificant people here to cause trouble.

Looking at the red carriage that came into view, Qing Yi grabbed Luo Mingyun's sleeve and cried pitifully, "My beautiful Chinese cabbage was crushed by a wild boar."

Luo Mingyun: "..." If Your Excellency Mo were a wild boar, no one in the world could be more handsome than a wild boar.

Unable to empathize with Qing Yi, Luo Mingyun pulled back her sleeve with a smile.

When he got off the carriage, Mo Tang still got off with Suiling in his arms.

This road should be walked by the bride herself. This is the tradition of Xuandanzong, which means to dismount.

Admonish the bride to abide by female virtues and serve her husband well.

Mo Tang ignored this rule and resolutely carried Suiling to the high platform step by step.

Sui Ling naturally knew this tradition, seeing Mo Tang's choices and actions, she smiled lightly, moist and elegant.

It wasn't until reaching the destination that Mo Tang gently put Suiling down and held her hand.

Feeling the dense sweat on her palms, Sui Ling raised her eyebrows lightly, tilted her head slightly, and looked at Mo Tang through the red hijab.

He is nervous?

What's there to be nervous about?
Knowing her great responsibility, Qing Yi came to the stage reluctantly, and when she turned around, the smile on her face was instantly elegant and easy-going, and her tone was modest and gentle.

"Worship heaven and earth."

Mo Tang tightened Sui Ling's hand, he was so nervous that he forgot that she could see with spiritual sense, and worried that she could not see, so he took her to bow to the far end of the sky.

"Two thanks to the high hall."

Mo Tang did not recognize Mo Li as his father, and still bowed to the sky.

Qing Yi actually approached Mo Tang and Sui Ling, and coyly said that, as Sui Ling's elder brother, he didn't mind being a senior.

Obviously, what he gained in the end was not only Mo Tang's icy eyes, but also the curvature of Sui Ling's lips that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

Helpless, Qing Yi sadly left.

"Happy husband and wife."

The third sound sounded, and Mo Tang watched the girl in front of him bend down, lowering her body a little further than her.

"Licheng, enter the bridal chamber."

It wasn't until he got up that he clearly felt that his girl...was really married to him.

Mo Tang hugged Suiling again, feeling full of satisfaction, he looked down at the cold girl with lingering eyes, and walked towards the new house step by step.

(End of this chapter)