The Villain is Outrageously Beautiful

In June, the grapes are newly ripe, and the cicadas are like drums.

As the good news is approaching, Fengling Mountain is busy inside and out, red lanterns are hung all over the mountain, and there are clumps of lively red hanging among the green pines and cypresses.Mr. Guangfu's white crane has also developed a shiny and smooth fur. It flies around the mountains all day long, presenting instructions from Mr. Qingjing to his disciples everywhere.

It has been a year since Xu Xingzhi made an earth-shattering courtship in public, no matter how much regret Yuan Ruzhou has in his heart, he should fade away.Besides, as the first disciple of the Emperor of Guangfu, she has a lot of affairs to deal with, and she has no time to distract herself.

Especially when counting the list of gifts and arranging various matters of the ceremony, Yuan Ruzhou no longer cared about the sadness of his unresolved love, and marveled at the generosity of Mr. Qingjing several times.

When she was holding a new booklet in a daze, the maid who had recently been transferred from the outer door to the inner door walked up to her, brought tea, and curiously stretched her neck to look: "Senior Sister Yuan, what's so strange?" thing?"

This woman's name is Huang Shanyue, she has been in Fengling since she was a child, she has a lively personality and chatters, after a few days, Yuan Ruzhou gets along with her very well, since this matter is not a confidential matter, she simply spread out the papers for her to read.

Huang Shanyue just glanced over, and her almond eyes widened immediately: "...Mr. Qing Jing, will you not be able to do it in the future?"

Yuan Ruzhou laughed, and passed the six or seven booklets in front of him one by one: "...not just this one. These are all delivered within a day today...they are all things that Mr. Qing Jing intends to add to the wedding ceremony and gift list .”

Huang Shanyue's almond-shaped eyes widened, and she couldn't hide her envious look: "Mr. Qingjing really loves Senior Brother."

Speaking of this, she pouted slightly again, jokingly said: "If I had known this earlier, even for these betrothal gifts, I should have given my brother a shot at the heart."

Yuan Ruzhou laughed but said nothing.

She also grew up with Meng Chongguang, and she knew deeply that even if Mr. Qing Jing handed over a mountain, he would only see the handsome young man waving his fan in his eyes.If these gifts are nothing to him, they will eventually be handed over to Xu Xingzhi for safekeeping.

... In other words, these gifts were all given to his disciples by Mr. Qing Jing.

Everyone is busy, Xu Pingsheng naturally cannot be idle as an elder brother.Mr. Qing Jing had fulfilled his father's responsibilities, so he had no choice but to settle for the next best thing. He tried his best to arrange the new house, smashed and mudded with pepper flowers, and repainted Xu Xingzhi's palace.

A few days before the wedding ceremony, the palace room was completed, and the marriage bed that had been prepared was also carried into the palace by a lucky man.Layers of brand-new wedding blankets were pressed on the new bed, and Xu Pingsheng had mixed feelings when he saw it.

He quietly exited the hall, returned to his courtyard, took a pair of small shoes from under the bed, put them in his palm, and looked at them carefully.

This pair of cloth-toed little tiger shoes was originally bought by Xingzhi when he was a child, but due to various accidents, he failed to get it.Since the relationship with Xingzhi eased, he bought a pair of similar ones early on. He thought that when Xingzhi got married in the future, he would have enough reasons to give this belated gift, but now he threw it in his hands inside.

... I won't give it away, little bastard, it's not good to like a girl, but I just unrepentantly entangled a man.

When Xu Ping was so angry that he was still smoking, a disciple outside passed a message: "Senior brother Xu, someone outside the mountain gate is looking for you, saying that he is your old friend, and he has something important to discuss."

...old friend?He, Xu Ping, has rarely interacted with others in his life, where did he get his old friend from?

He asked, "Who is the last name, and what is the origin?"

The disciple who came to report claimed that he didn't know, and only said that he was a good-looking young man, his eyes seemed to be bad, and he was covered with a black cloth, and he came up the mountain with a sword.He said that he came to find Xu Pingsheng, the three apprentices under the seat of King Qingjing in Fengling Mountain, and he only wanted to wait outside the mountain gate. The disciples guarding the mountain did not dare to let outsiders enter the mountain lightly, so he came to report to Xu Pingsheng, asking him to go out and meet.

Feeling peppery and full of doubts, Xu Pingsheng walked down the forest road in the mountains, and saw the so-called "old friend" under the cool and dense shadow of the trees.

This person is facing away from him, wearing a blue robe, with a long strip slung across his back, a black crepe cross tied behind his head, the rest of it is swaying in the wind, his standing posture is lazy and loose, Seeing Xu Pingsheng frowned.

...he didn't remember having such a friend.

Before he opened his mouth to ask, the wind had already brought the peppery fragrance from his body to the visitor.

The man turned around, revealing a pair of thin lips that were extremely red, and then raised them obliquely to show off, inexplicably causing Xu Pingsheng to burst into an unknown rage of wanting to hit someone.

It seems... I had a similar feeling in an old person...

Is he really his old friend?

While Xu Pingsheng was meditating, the man leaned on a sword and stepped up the steps step by step. His gait was a bit unsteady, so Xu Pingsheng took the initiative to meet him, stood still in front of him, and asked politely: "Excuse me, are you..."

A frivolous hand covered with sword calluses caressed his face, rubbed it up and down, and commented: "You are thinner than last time I saw you."

Xu Pingsheng: "..."

... Listening to the sound and identifying people, he remembered which bastard this was.

With a blank expression on his face, he shook his sword out of its sheath, and stabbed the visitor firmly in the stomach.

After half an hour.

The two sat side by side on the mountain steps, Xu Pingsheng sat very far away from him with a blank face, while Thirty-four untied his eyes, grinned his teeth in pain while stroking the sore spot, and said plaintively: "Brother, long time no see, how come?" Still so fierce?"

Xu Pingsheng rolled his eyes, he exerted too much force and had a headache.

The revenge of flower arrangement last time is vivid in his memory, he ignorantly swaggered through the market with a sycamore flower on his head, it wasn't until they came back from exterminating demons and Yuan Ruzhou reminded him that he discovered the spring scene in the back of his head.Yuan Ruzhou even covered his mouth and said with a chuckle, "Senior Brother Dai Hua is very pretty", he was so ashamed that he wished he could get into the ground and bury himself.

Seeing Thirty-four suffering, Xu Pingsheng finally felt a little better: "Pretend to be blind, are you happy?"

The black crepe that bound Thirty-four's eyes just now has been casually tied around his wrist.After hearing the words, Thirty-four complained with a little grievance: "My pair of eyes are naturally colored. If disciples of Fengling saw me and recognized me as a member of the demon way, how could they help me pass it on? I had to cover them first. gone."

Xu Pingsheng suppressed his fire: "What do you want me to do? I know you very well?"

"I'm here to give a congratulatory gift. I'm the groom, so I must be too busy to get away now. After thinking about it, the only person I know in Fengling is you, brother." Thirty-four relieved the pain, and immediately turned into a man again. A bitch who remembers eating but not beating, smiled and said, "Brother, please do me a favor."

This person came to give a gift, and he had good intentions, Xu Pingsheng couldn't make a fuss at this time and send him away, so he could only ask with a cold face: "...What did you give?"

Thirty-four slipped a long piece of baggage down his back, uncovered the cloth layer by layer, revealing a long rosewood box, his face was full of joy for offering treasures: "Brother, please take a look."

Xu Pingsheng opened the box.

Apparently, Thirty-four was very proud of his congratulatory gift, and happily introduced: "This is an ancient sword stone I made from Tangxi. I knew about Xing's marriage, so I forged this sword. March Since then, the fire of the sword furnace has not stopped day and night, and yesterday finally became..."

While he was chattering, Xu Pingsheng slowly raised his head from the box with a distorted expression: "My brother is newly married, and you gave him something in odd numbers? Or is it a murder weapon?"

Thirty-four let out a "ha", a little confused: "The sword is a good sword."

Xu Pingsheng: "..."

Seeing the heartless death of this man, he already had the urge to beat him. Hearing such nonsense from him, he couldn't hold back the evil fire in his heart anymore, picked up the sword box and threw it at him: "It's unlucky!" do you know?"

Thirty-four held the sword case in his arms, and blinked innocently with his long, narrow and charming eyes: "But I really like this sword stone... It's been 11 years since it was made, and I'm not willing to use it myself..."

The loneliness and confusion on his face made Xu Pingsheng's heart soften a little.

... This person probably didn't do it on purpose, but he didn't follow common etiquette, and what he gave away was a treasure that he really loved. Although this intention was wrong, it was also sincere.

Fortunately, Thirty-four has never been a person who can be bothered by trivial matters. With a high-five, he waved away the slight loss: "I'm going down the mountain to buy new gifts now, brother is waiting for me!"

"Wait!" Xu Pingsheng stood up, "I'll go with you." To save him from picking some weird and embarrassing things that can't be given away.

Thirty-four grabbed the back of his neck and laughed heartily: "I know that brother is kind-hearted!"

Xu Pingsheng's face trembled: "...hand."

Thirty-four followed good example, lowered his arms, salivated and smiled, "Brother..."

"Don't call me brother. I'm the brother of Xingyi, and I have no relationship with you."

"Then what shall I call you?"

"...What is love called?"

Thirty-four thought about it carefully: "My whole life?"

Xu Pingsheng choked, and stared at him as if he had seen a ghost, but just happened to meet the bright smile of a certain shameless person: "Life, life."

...Xu Pingsheng decided not to be as knowledgeable as a fool, so he endured it.

After walking for a while, Thirty-four became dishonest again.

"...In my life, I have refined this sword, so it's not good to take it back for personal use. I think your Moxie Stone Sword is very good, why don't we exchange it."

"Think less."

"Are you really not going to change?"

"To shut up."

The thin light spots filtered from above the forest road fell on the two of them, and a group of white birds flew away from the pine forest. The light and shadow moved slightly with the leaves, as if water was flowing over the shoulders of the two.

After walking down the mountain from the top of the mountain, the Moxie sword on Xu Pingsheng's waist has been replaced by the Tangxi sword.

The reason was that he was so annoyed by that nagging mouth, and he couldn't stand Sansi's begging eyes.

Thirty-four got the Moxie stone sword, and he was as excited as a child who got his favorite toy. With a lively and childlike innocence, he held the sword and looked at it over and over again, not even looking at the road.

Xu Pingsheng rolled his eyes and thought, he would be honest if he fell to his death.

Within a few steps, Thirty-four really stepped into the air. Xu Pingsheng, who was always paying attention to his movements, felt his heart tighten suddenly. Before thinking too much, he grabbed his collar to prevent him from rolling down the rugged mountain road.

When Thirty-four fell forward, the tip of his nose happened to brush against the side of the sword, and unexpectedly he smelled the cold fragrance of pine needles.

His eyes lit up, and as soon as he stood firmly, he hurriedly asked Xu Pingsheng: "Pingsheng, what do you usually use to maintain the blade? This smells really good."

Xu Pingsheng: "..."

Xu Pingsheng regretted saving him, so it's better to let him fall hard, lest he still have a mouth to talk.

However, if the demons are all people like Thirty-four who have no intention of making trouble, that's not too bad.

As far as Xu Pingsheng knows, in the battle for the new lord of the Demon Dao, Liu Yunhe, who had been a disciple of Saluo and Nianzai successively, won the position of the Lord of the Demon Dao. Weakened by half, the two young masters were expelled from the general altar of the Demon Dao. It is said that they have put aside their previous suspicions, formed an alliance, and planned a counterattack, which caused Liu Yunhe to burn out.

Because of Xingzhi's marriage, Liu Yunhe finally found an opportunity to make friends with Simen.He personally visited the door half a month ago, presented a heavy gift, respectful and cautious, and only asked the four doors not to take advantage of its decline and take action to suppress the demons.

Mr. Qing Jing went over the gift personally, and after confirming that there was nothing unusual, put it in the treasury, and agreed with him that the peace covenant between the Four Sects and the Demonic Dao would continue to be maintained. To eradicate it, don't say it was unpredictable.

Liu Yunhe was sweating profusely, saying yes again and again, and begging for a short period of peace for the demon way by groveling. However, the two young masters who looked down on him were still a serious problem in his heart.

For a long time, he was afraid that he had no intention of interfering with the affairs of the four sects.

In this peaceful world paved by Yue Wuchen, Xu Xingzhi's wedding formally began.

Both Xu Xingzhi and Meng Chongguang are from Fengling Mountain, and they lived in the same hall for a long time. It would be too hasty to pick them up on the spot and hold the wedding ceremony.

After deliberation, Meng Chongguang agreed to live in the small town at the foot of Fengling Mountain in advance, and he would be taken up the mountain on the day of the wedding ceremony, and his identity was equivalent to that of a newlywed.

If an ordinary man is asked to "marry" according to the etiquette that women should follow, he will inevitably care about it, but Meng Chongguang will not care about such trivial matters.

The one he wants to spend his whole life with is Xu Xingzhi, as long as his senior brother is happy, other people's comments will pass through his ears, and it is not worth staying in his heart for a moment.

On the eighth day of June, it is advisable to get married.

Since the early morning, Zhou Beinan and Qu Chi, acting as bridesmaids, have been waiting at the door to welcome the guests. Saluo, as the ceremony officer, chanted the names of the congratulatory gifts from the four gates and thanked them all.

The gift list was sent to the newspaper, and Saluo opened his mouth from day to dusk without stopping for a moment.

After all the guests were seated, Saluo, who was thirsty, took out the gift list from Mr. Qingjing from a jade box. Seeing the familiar handwriting, his depressed heart calmed down a little.

However, when he completely shook out the gift list from the box, his vision suddenly went dark, and his scalp exploded.

Everyone present let out an exclamation.

——A thick gift list, hanging down from the high platform, straight to the ground, densely packed with Mr. Qing Jing's handwriting.

Under the eyes of all the disciples turning green with envy, Saluo swallowed hard and began to read from the very top.

Saluo read the entire gift list for half an hour.

At first, every time everyone heard the name of a treasure, everyone would be so surprised that there would be a lot of discussion. After hearing it, everyone showed numbness, and there was only one thought in their hearts:

...Mr. Qing Jing really loves Senior Brother Xu.

After the gift list was read out, Saluo's voice, which was naturally luxurious and gorgeous, was mostly hoarse.He barely cleared his name before announcing that the ceremony had officially begun.

The bells and drums sounded new music, and the three sets of chime bells echoed each other, playing an ancient auspicious sound with a long charm.Xu Xingzhi and Meng Chongguang both wore red and gold-plated groom's attire, stepped over the brazier from outside the door, and walked in hand in hand.

The two had smiles on their faces, one was impeccably handsome, the other looked like a virgin, the other was unrestrained and unrestrained, and the other was unparalleled in beauty.

Seeing this situation, even Wen Xuechen, who had a lot of complaints about the combination of the two, was a little emotional. Like everyone else, four words flashed in his mind: a match made in heaven.

Since entering the mountain gate, Xu Xingzhi felt something strange under his feet, and there was a light fragrance in his nostrils, his eyes lowered, and he was terrified.

——At first glance, the ground beneath the two of them was nothing more than a red carpet, but upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a thick layer of saffron stamens, covering the ground with natural treasures worth at least a million taels It is so huge that it has achieved real every step of the way.

Along the way the two walked, clusters of flower buds planted on both sides of the road and nourished by spiritual power bloomed, each step was colorful, and the flowers were sent to each other. The beauty was breathless. Tears welled up in my eyes.

Xu Xingzhi's eyes were slightly hot, and he looked at Yue Wuchen who was witnessing the marriage for him on the high platform in the distance.

The corners of Yue Wuchen's lips were lightly raised, his expression was gentle and kind, like a father who saw his child get married.

In front of Yue Wuchen, the two held hands and stood still.

Xu Xingzhi called in a low voice: "...Master."

"Okay." Yue Wuchen's voice trembled slightly, "Very good."

- that's fine.My child, my apprentice, my deeds, happiness and well-being, live the same life as the world, hold hands with my lover, tie with a red rope, and live together forever.

"Pray to the heaven and the earth, and ask the qin and se to guard you, so that you can be quiet."

"Second obeisance to the king, I beg Mutao Qiongyao, I will always be good."

"Jiaer pays homage to each other, begging for a son to return home, a suitable room and an IKEA."

Congratulations, all sincere.

Xu Xingzhi turned his head, his friends and relatives were all around him as far as he could see.Xu Pingsheng, Zhou Beinan, Qu Chi, Zhou Xian, and Lu Yujiu all looked at him and smiled sincerely. Even Wen Xuechen and Jiuzhideng's straight lips evoked a smile.

Xu Xingzhi's right hand squeezed the palm of the person around him tightly, and Meng Zhongguang responded silently to him with the same palm that was getting tighter and tighter.

When a man gets married, it is inconvenient to say some auspicious words about "getting a baby early", so the cumbersome etiquette is also saved a lot.

After the formal ceremony was completed, everyone began to drink and revel without restraint. After nightfall, the sky full of fireworks turned Fengling, which was submerged in the night, into a nightless sky full of fiery trees, silver flowers, and golden streamers.

Xu Xingzhi is a large number of people, the people headed by Zhou Beinan will not let go of a good opportunity to feed him, but they will not make him too drunk to have intercourse.When Xu Xingzhi was drunk at six or seven minutes, a group of people surrounded him and returned to the newly decorated palace room. After making a fuss in the courtyard for a while, they dispersed.

...After all, everyone has never had a fight between a man and a man's new house. Fearing that if they don't handle it well, both the host and the guest will be embarrassed, so they simply retreated obediently under the leadership of Qu Chi and Wen Xuechen.

The strength of the wine rose a little, Xu Xingzhi opened the neckline a little, pushed open the door, and found that Meng Chongguang, who had been sent back to the room according to the bride ceremony, had changed into a suit of clothes.

Meng Chongguang's phoenix crown and xiapei, with vermilion mouth full, close-fitting vermilion clothes depicting a soft waist that can't be grasped, and his long hair like clouds and ink is scattered between the pillows.

He lay on the bed and smiled very charmingly: "I added it myself. Do you like it, brother?"

There was a loud sound in Xu Xingzhi's throat.

... heavy light ...

This person stayed with him since he was a child, and at some point, he gradually got used to the existence of this person, and was gradually integrated into his life by him, until he realized that Meng Chongguang had become an indispensable part of him.

There are no waves and waves, but it is logical, there is no need for any trials and tribulations, and there is no need for life and death to be shared. I like it, my heart is moved, and I find that I can't leave it, so we are together.

The No.1 he loved in his life is the one who holds his hand all his life, how beautiful it is.

People like Xu Xingzhi, who sing freely and freely, have a common weakness. They care about the common people and are considerate of human feelings, so they don't quite understand what true liking is.

However, he found that when he saw Meng Chongguang like this, his heart was beating and his blood was burning, and he couldn't help wanting to kiss and hug him.

This is probably what I really like.

Xu Xingzhi walked to the bed, put his fingers on the soft flesh under Meng Chongguang's neck, picked the most comfortable points for him, and slowly rubbed them.

Sure enough, Meng Chongguang raised his neck like a kitten, and unreservedly exposed the most vulnerable place to Xu Xingzhi to everyone in the world, allowing him to caress him.

Xu Xingzhi kissed the fair and upturned neck, his voice was trembling, but he was extremely nervous: "...Chongguang, I will try to be as light as possible, don't be afraid."

Meng Chongguang raised his hand, hooked the tear mole at the end of Xu Xingzhi's eye, and smiled pointedly: "...Brother, I am not afraid, and you should not be afraid either."

Before Xu Xingzhi could understand the key point of these words, Meng Chongguang pulled his belt suddenly, and the two rolled and kissed together, like two groups of aggressive fires, ignited in one place.

However, a quarter of an hour later, a terrified cry came from the hall: "...Meng's name! Meng's name...um—what are you going to do?!...I——"

The next words were sealed inside by a spirit array, so it was difficult to spread them out.

It was night, and Yue Wuchen tasted the taste of drunkenness for the first time in more than ten years.

He was so drunk that he couldn't stand still, he pulled Mr. Fuyao and repeatedly called "Don't go", "Master is wrong", which made Mr. Fuyao dumbfounded, half wrapped his arms around his waist, and said to Saluo who was beside him: "Luo Shi Three, come and take care of your master."

Saluo couldn't get what he wanted, so he put the squinting Yue Wuchen into his arms, and coaxed softly: "Master, go back to the Green Bamboo Hall. You're drunk."

Yue Wuchen's drooping eyes were full of pitiful tears, and he whispered: "I'm not drunk. I won't be drunk again."

Saluo Xinxian was almost about to be played a little song by this person, and his voice became softer: "Okay, Master is not drunk. It's getting late, disciple will send Master back home, okay?"

Yue Wuchen nodded obediently: "Yeah." Then he put his head on the young man's arms and didn't move.

...Finally behaved.

Saluo helped Yue Wuchen up, and went to a place far away, then picked up the swaying man, went back to the Green Bamboo Hall, placed him on a soft couch, fetched hot water, dipped it in and washed his feet. In the palm of his hand, he brewed another pot of thick tea to sober him up.

While waiting for the tea to cool down, Saluo sat down on the side of the couch.

Yue Wuchen didn't sleep very peacefully, he was tossed and turned by the alcohol, his brows were slightly wrinkled, he muttered, his expression was almost painful, as if he was in a state of depression.

Seeing Yue Wuchen like this, Saluo gradually developed some different thoughts.

——Yue Wuchen was drunk at this moment, defenseless, why not take the opportunity to explore his sea of ​​consciousness, and see what he thinks of himself in his heart?