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Chapter 10 Ranked in the Immortal Class!

After eating Zhao Fan's big pancakes, Bai Yi can be said to have never left behind. Every time Zhao Fan cooked a meal, he didn't have to ask for it. As long as Zhao Fan brought the food to the table, Bai Yi would appear on the table. Waiting for dinner.

Time flies very fast, twelve days have passed in a blink of an eye, and Zhao Fan is really anxious to see that the day after tomorrow is going to pay homage to Bai Yi. He just finished dinner, and Zhao Fan changed into a black casual sportswear, planning to stay for nothing and go out for a walk , I have been here for so many days, and I have never gone out for a stroll.

As soon as he reached the gate, Bai Yi's voice sounded behind him: "What do you want to do?"

Zhao Fan pulled up the zipper, straightened his collar and said, "Go out and press the road."

"What is pressing the road?"

Zhao Fan: "Just go out for a stroll."

"Then I'll go too."

Zhao Fan walked in front, Bai Yi followed, on the road Bai Yi didn't speak, Zhao Fan also thought about things very quietly, the sky was already dark, and there were no pedestrians on the road, few people walked at night in Baidi City, at this moment under the moonlight On the street, there are only Zhao Fan and Bai Yi.

Zhao Fan suddenly realized that the two of them seemed quite awkward. Looking at the white clothes, she couldn't tell that she was over 3000 years old. She seemed to be a high school student who had just turned eighteen, and she was the kind who had never seen the world. , if someone provokes her, she will definitely explode.

"Bai Yi, how old are you this year?"

When Bai Yi heard Zhao Fan calling her, he hummed and said, "It seems to be more than 200 years old."

"I really can't see it. You look like a little girl who was just eighteen or nineteen."

"When I was young, I practiced with my family all the time. Later, I met my master. The master accepted me as an apprentice and taught me how to cultivate. Then a war broke out between immortals and demons. That year, I was invaded by demonic energy on the battlefield, which caused my soul to be hit. The master helped me get the fetal rest to nourish the nerves. After I practiced, I began to fall into a deep sleep. I fell asleep for more than 2000 years. When I woke up, there was no one I knew except the master. Carefully arrived on the earth, was entrusted by someone, recognized the daughter of Hongyi, stayed on the earth for 300 years, finally regained her strength, and returned to the fairyland. When she broke through the sky, her soul was damaged by a secret method, so she had no choice but to sleep again. I just woke up ten years ago."

Zhao Fan listened to Bai Yi's narration, and his heart was full of jokes. This is the one who has been sleeping for so long. After sleeping for nearly 3000 years, it means that he has no experience, and he doesn't go out often. After a long time, Bai Yi has developed a character like Bai Yi. Although she is a cute girl, Zhao Fan really has some resistance in his heart to women who are stronger than himself, machismo.

"I'm done talking about me, tell me about yourself." After Bai Yi finished speaking, seeing that Zhao Fan didn't express anything, he suggested.

"I lived too short a time, so I have nothing to say. By chance, I got the source of strength, and then I went through a few battles. I came here in a daze, and then I met your master, who insisted on letting me marry you. To be honest Say, I really don't want to."

"Why?" Bai Yi didn't understand, what was wrong with him caused Zhao Fan to keep resisting.

Zhao Fan looked at the white clothes and said, "There are two reasons, one is because I have a wife, not just one, and the other is"

Zhao Fan turned his head and glanced at Bai Yi and said, "I don't like women who are stronger than me."

Baiyi: ""

The two strolled outside for a few laps, and then Bai Yi proposed to go back. Zhao Fan nodded and followed back. Back to the City Lord's Mansion, Bai Yi suddenly asked, "Well, don't you usually eat supper?"

Zhao Fan: "Huh? Supper? Don't eat."

"If you think about it again, you will definitely eat supper. If you don't eat supper, you will be hungry at night."

Zhao Fan looked at Bai Yi's erratic eyes, with a hint of concealment, and said, "Do you want to eat?"

Bai Yi's face was a little red, and he waved his hands unnaturally: "What do I want to eat, I just ask."

When Zhao Fan heard it, he said, let’s get some supper, went to the kitchen and made a big bowl of wontons, put it on the table, filled a big bowl for himself, pushed the whole bowl over and said, “Here, these are all yours. .”

Bai Yi smiled very happily, holding a spoon in his left hand and chopsticks in his right hand, eating happily. Zhao Fan took the chopsticks and picked up wontons to eat, watching Bai Yi eat quietly. The way Bai Yi ate was very cute. Like children, they are very easy to be satisfied. After Zhao Fan finished a bowl of wontons, he continued to sit there and watch Bai Yi eat.

Bai Yi ate half of the bowl, and couldn't take it anymore. Looking at Zhao Fan, he said sheepishly, "I can't take it anymore."

Zhao Fan reached out to hold the basin, held the basin with chopsticks, finished eating a few times, and was about to wash the basin, Bai Yi took it over and said, "Let me wash it."

Zhao Fan saw that he was all right, turned around and went back to the house, fell asleep on the bed, was woken up by a hearty laughter the next morning, her master in white came back, this bad old man, bad Very, Zhao Fan gets angry when he thinks about him
This time, a white-clothed master was added to the dinner party. Of the three of them, Zhao Fan didn't want to talk, and the white robe didn't know what to say. There was only one white-clothed master, Daoist Qingsong, who kept talking. First, he praised Bai Yi to Zhao Fan. Then he praised Zhao Fan to Bai Yi, and Bai Yi nodded his head from time to time, but Zhao Fan was unmoved, what kind of genius in cultivating immortals, and a successful young man, Zhao Fan pretended not to hear, quietly eating steamed buns and drinking pickles Porridge.

Zhao Fan held the bowl and put the porridge in his mouth, Daoist Qingsong raised his hand and hit Zhao Fan on the back of the head, hitting Zhao Fan choked: "You squawking? You are eating!"

"Tomorrow is the day of great rejoicing between you and Bai Yi. If you don't take advantage of the present to exchange feelings quickly, forget about it, and drink porridge?"

"Does it matter?"

"Of course, it seems that you don't pay enough attention to Bai Yi!"

"Then how should I communicate with Bai Yi, senior?"

"" Daoist Qingsong was speechless after being asked by Zhao Fan, Zhao Fan continued to eat porridge quietly

Into the night
Bai Yi came to Zhao Fan's door, pushed the door open and walked in. Zhao Fan was sitting on the bed practicing and sensed Bai Yi's entry, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Sitting next to Zhao Fan, Bai Yi sighed and said, "I don't want to get married."

"why?"

"If you marry someone, you don't belong to yourself."

"Okay, you can go back, you still belong to yourself after worshiping tomorrow."

Bai Yi looked at Zhao Fan, and went directly to bed and found a corner to sleep wrapped in a quilt. Zhao Fan looked at it, ignored it, and continued to practice.

On the second day, the whole city of Baidi was filled with red, and all kinds of lucky and happy characters were posted everywhere.

Zhao Fan stood in front of the door to greet the guests, but basically they didn't know each other, so Bai Yi had to follow along and tell Zhao Fan who was who.

"this is"

"Don't tell me this, I know it"

The people who came were Xu Fuhai and Mu Shan from Tianling Mountain, Zhao Fan stepped forward and said, "Senior, we meet again."

Mu Shan: "Oh shit! Why did you put it here?"

Zhao Fan sighed and said, "I am today's groom"

It was destined to be an extraordinary day. Zhao Fan looked at the crowd of great powers who were all seated, and felt quite uneasy. He had arranged everything well, but now he ended up in such a situation. Daoist Qingsong next to him kept laughing. Anyone who wants to go up and give it to him

Zhao Fan and Bai Yi went to change their clothes, the red one was pretty nice, since they were all immortal cultivators, the boring steps of getting married were omitted, and they just paid homage to heaven and earth, Zhao Fan's parents were not here, so they could only worship Taoist Priest Qingsong No, Zhao Fan insisted on pulling Xu Fuhai up, saying that his parents were not here, so I'll let you take the place, we are not outsiders.

Zhao Fan supported the white clothes, through the red gauze, he could vaguely see the delicate face of the white clothes. For some reason, Zhao Fan suddenly became a little more formal. This is a big wedding, and he must respect it. In the future, he may live with the white clothes for the rest of his life. If you don't even have the sense of ceremony of the wedding, what kind of marriage is there?

Bai Yi said to follow Zhao Fan, but Zhao Fan knew that this 3000-year-old girl couldn't bear herself.

Worship heaven and earth!
Two thanks to the high hall!

Husband and wife bye!

The bridesmaid was played by Mu Shan, and he was not sent to the bridal chamber during the session. The white clothes were supported by Zhao Fan and sat on the chair. Mu Shan suddenly said: "Let's let our groom say a few words, okay?"

The dead silence in the audience is all immortal cultivators, who would applaud so boringly?

Zhao Fan stood in front of the crowd and said with a smile on his face, "You may not understand why I want to marry a wife who is three thousand years older than me."

Zhao Fan turned his head to look at Bai Yi, who clasped his hands together, obviously nervous, Zhao Fan smiled, then turned his head and continued: "People say that female seniors hold gold bricks, but there are actually a few more words behind."

Zhao Fan tidied up his clothes, and said loudly, "The third year of the female college holds gold bricks, the third year of the female college sits on the golden mountain, the third hundred of the female colleges get the elixir, and the third thousand of the female colleges are in the fairy class!"

(End of this chapter)