Demon respects life, Master, don’t cry, disciple is wrong

After staying in the inn for another long time, he slowly walked out of the inn door. When he opened the door, the cold wind made Bei Yi sneeze loudly.

Maybe it snowed all night last night, and at a glance, everything was white.

The goose feathers were flying freely in the snow, and Han Ziyu, dressed in white, walked in the snow, leaving a series of his footprints in the snow.

Bei Yi took an umbrella from the space bag and hurriedly caught up with Han Ziyu: "Master."

Han Ziyu looked back at the young man running behind him. His black suit seemed incompatible with the heavy snow, but his smile was like the warm winter sun.

Bei Yi held the umbrella on Han Ziyu's head: "Is it cold, Master?"

"Fortunately."

Bei Yi smiled, the green and white cloak wrapped Han Ziyu's whole body in it, and the white fur collar made the usually fierce master look more cute.

Bei Yi took out the lava stone and handed it to Han Ziyu: "Master, your hands are cold. Holding it will make it warmer."

When Han Ziyu took the stone, he touched Bei Yi's hand. The boy's palm was very warm, which was different from his coldness.

The two of them held umbrellas and walked together towards the top of the cliff.

Passing by the market, Han Ziyu went to a shop to buy some food.

A girl ran to Bei Yi: "Sir, buy a bouquet of flowers."

Bei Yi looked back at the girl wearing a bright red jacket: "It's such a cold day, why are there lotus flowers?"

"My father planted this for my mother. It's so beautiful." The girl said with a smile on her face.

Bei Yi looked at the lotus and immediately handed the little girl a few strings of copper coins: "It's so cold, go home quickly."

When the little girl saw the copper coins, she immediately bowed and thanked her: "Thank you, sir. I wish you and your sweetheart will be together forever and grow old together."

Bei Yi was overjoyed when he heard this, and was about to walk into the shop with a large bunch of lotus flowers in his hands.

Han Ziyu walked out after buying pastries and saw Bei Yi in front of her: "Where did the lotus come from?"

"A little girl sold it to me. It matches Master well. I give it to Master." Bei Yi handed it over.

Han Ziyu took it, looked at it, and put it into the spirit bag.

"Give."

"Ok?"

"Eat quickly or it will get cold later."

Bei Yi opened the greased paper and found sweet-scented osmanthus cake and puff pastry, both of which he loved to eat.

Bei Yi picked up one and swallowed it in one gulp, whimpering and saying: "It's delicious."

The corners of Han Ziyu's mouth curved slightly.

The master and apprentice continued to walk from the market to the top of Wangya.

As soon as he returned to the main hall of White Water Palace, he saw Mu Yuan walking in.

"Master, Wanyue Tan has sent a wedding invitation."

Bei Yi was surprised and said: "Wedding invitation? Is there a happy event for Tan Yue?"

Mu Yuan said: "Well, Wan Yueqin's young master Wan Mufeng is getting married in the next month."

Han Ziyu: "Okay, I understand. Over the past two days, please supervise your junior brothers and sisters to practice."

"Yes."

January passed in the blink of an eye, and for the whole month, Bei Yi dreamed of that arm shouting for revenge every night, which gave him midnight frights several times.

……

"Wow, Wan Yueqin's decoration is so unique." Wang Ruonan exclaimed.

Wan Yue Tan is not close to mountains and rivers, but is located in a plain area.

Most of the large sects are decorated with white jade. Even the stone road leading directly to the main hall is decorated with jade, which shows its wealth.

Xi Qing snorted speechlessly: "It's like a nouveau riche among the people. He even bought some jewelry to show his dignity. Bah."

Mu Yuan knocked Xi Qing's head: "This is not looking at the top of the cliff. Pay attention to your words and deeds and don't cause trouble for Master."

People from other sects also came, and most of them exclaimed when they saw this scene: "It is simply a palace in the sky, so beautiful."

"Yeah, it's beautiful."

There were also some disciples who did not know the etiquette and took a few white jade stones and put them into their arms.

Xi Qing laughed when he saw it: "This Wan Yue Tan caused Bei Yi and Master to be punished before. I feel sick after seeing this."

Han Ziyu turned around and said sternly: "Stop talking."

Xi Qing immediately lowered his head obediently: "It's Master, I know my mistake."

Wang Ruonan covered her mouth and wanted to laugh.

Bei Yi said: "Senior sister, don't laugh either. Other women are gentle and lovely without showing their teeth. Look at how many teeth you show when you smile and fight all day long. Which man will dare to marry you in the future."

Wang Ruonan's face immediately darkened. She turned her head to look at Mu Yuan's reaction. When she saw Mu Yuan's expressionless face, she breathed out. He raised his hand and swung it at Bei Yi, hitting Bei Yi's shoulder until it became numb.

Han Ziyu frowned: "Bei Yi!"

The sealing spell was cast towards him.

Bei Yi hesitated and couldn't speak, and gestured helplessly with his hands.

Wang Ruonan smiled from ear to ear.

The receptionist, Wan Qiyun, stood in the hall and clasped his fists at the guests to thank them.

When Lu Ming saw Bei Yi, he quickly chased after him: "Fat brother, long time no see."

Bei Yi hesitated and couldn't speak, and raised his hands to make random gestures. Han Ziyu looked at him and immediately released his sealing spell.

"My surname is not Fat, my surname is Bei." Bei Yi sighed. This man is really a fool. He couldn't be stupid because of studying. Thinking about the massacre of Pengxi Pavilion in his previous life, he felt sorry for him.

"Oh," Lu Ming scratched his head, "Brother Bei, I haven't seen you for so many years. It's really a joy to see you again."

Bei Yi was embarrassed for him. Boy, I and you are not happy. I was your father-killing enemy in your previous life.

"Uh haha, yes, yes, I haven't seen you for two years, brother Lu. How are you doing lately?"

"Very good." Lu Ming lowered his head shyly, "I'm going to get married in half a year."

"Are you getting married?" Bei Yi exclaimed.

"Ah."

"With whom? It can't be a girl from Northern Xinjiang, right?"

Lu Ming smiled awkwardly: "Yes, it's her."

"Princess Mo Ling of Northern Xinjiang?" Bei Yi couldn't believe it and asked again.

"Ah."

The Mobei clan is the royal family of Northern Xinjiang and is also a sect of cultivators. As the beloved daughter of the king of Northern Xinjiang, Mo Ling would actually agree to let her marry Lu Ming?

"At that time, I will ask Brother Bei to be my best man."

All that came to Bei Yi's mind was Mo Ling's fierce look, and he could picture Lu Ming being beaten by her in the future.

"Brother Lu, Brother Bei would like to advise you to quickly upgrade your cultivation level to the Immortal Master level within the next six months."

"There's no rush. I don't have Brother Bei's talent. Half a year is too hasty."

"Hey."

Before he finished speaking, a tinkling bell rang.

Lu Ming smiled happily, rubbed his palms, turned and walked towards Mo Ling behind him: "Ling'er, you're here."

Mo Ling brought many followers, and those followers quickly blocked the approaching Lu Ming: "Who dares to stand in the way of the princess."

Mo Ling frowned, used a little spiritual power to make the followers retreat, and shouted: "Bold!"

Then her face immediately changed, she approached Lu Ming shyly and gently, and took Lu Ming's hand, without any reserve of an unmarried woman.

"Husband, Ling'er misses you so much."

When Lu Ming heard the word husband, his face was so frightened that he quickly pulled his hand back.