Ever since Lin Hexuan and Ling Xinglan's wedding date was set, the monster clan in Changlin Xianshan has been busy like never before. This may be the grandest and scariest wedding in the history of the cultivation world.

Ling Xinglan's previous worries were not unreasonable. Lin Hexuan became obsessed and absorbed too much spiritual energy in a short period of time. Not only did he have a moody temper, but his cultivation base was also a bit unstable, and he was prone to accidents.

In order to avoid the incident of almost strangling Ling Xinglan to death on the bed last time, Lin Hexuan has been practicing meditation, probably in order to create a more perfect wedding night——

Although there are already many flaws.

Lin Hexuan practiced in closed doors, trying his best to suppress his inner demons.

When I opened my eyes again, the breathtaking scarlet demon pupils had disappeared, replaced by cold blue eyes, like eternal ice, rational and cold, and the demon mark on the forehead disappeared completely ,as usual.

He knew that Ling Xinglan didn't like his completely demonized appearance, so he deliberately suppressed it with all his strength on the eve of the wedding, turned into a water mirror, inspected it carefully, and felt that it was no different from the past, so he came to Ling Xinglan's resting birdcage .

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As the client, Ling Xinglan is the most leisurely, his personal freedom is restricted, he can't go anywhere, he can only stay in the cage, obediently waiting to marry his master.

It's not like he has nothing to do when he is being spoiled by the golden house.

Lin Hexuan's arrangement is as follows: Let the little civet accompany him all the time, pet the cat, read the storybook, eat snacks, watch the live broadcast with the skylight mirror, and relax.

But the little apprentice is really confused to the extreme right now, he doesn't have the mind to eat, drink and have fun.

"Really...why..."

Ling Xinglan was holding the wedding ring that originally belonged to Lin Hexuan, and this wedding ring was a pair with his. He didn't know that Helian Shaoyuan secretly made an almost identical one behind his back.

He was in a sleepy mood, and he was out of his mind all day long, and he looked even more haggard.

"Meow meow?"

No matter how much the little civet barked, Ling Xinglan didn't have the mind to play, but sat alone in the cage, wearing the most beautiful clothes, and looking the most dazed, like a fragile glass doll.

What Lin Hexuan saw when he came in was such a scene.

Sitting in the gorgeous golden birdcage is a handsome young man, who is thin and gloomy. The unbreakable chain winds from the snow-white ankle for a few meters and disappears in the thick carpet, as if it will disappear out of thin air under the moonlight in the next moment.

The demonic aura and murderous intent that had been suppressed in his eyes were about to surge up again in an instant, Lin Hexuan's pupils shrank suddenly, his breathing almost stopped, he waved his sleeves, and the cage door automatically opened wide, and he strode in.

"Do you regret it?" Lin Hexuan said coldly.

Before Ling Xinglan could reply, he said again: "Unfortunately, it's too late to regret."

"Clap."

Because of Lin Hexuan's sudden arrival, the ring in Ling Xinglan's hand fell to the ground suddenly. He just wanted to find it, but was hugged tightly from behind by the other party with such force, as if he was going to run away the next moment.

"My ring fell off."

Ling Xinglan pushed away the man on her body in distress, ready to retrieve the ring.

"Don't pick it up."

Lin Hexuan leaned close to his ear, sprayed his cold breath on his ear, pulled his body, and touched his lips irresistibly.

"Ugh..."

Ling Xinglan immediately froze and clenched his teeth tightly to prevent the other party from invading.

The two of them hadn't done this kind of thing for a long time, Lin Hexuan's obvious desire was behind him, this was not just a simple kiss, but a domineering courtship.

Lin Hexuan was not angry at his rejection, but licked the little apprentice's rose-like lips with ease, and kissed those beautiful eyes, declaring his sovereignty.

"We have had sex so many times, which time did I not take good care of you? I miss you very much, don't you miss me?" The man's voice was hoarse, his breath became hotter, his words were ambiguous, and he meant something else.

He actually used the word care...

Ling Xinglan couldn't help thinking of the absurd things he and his master did together in the past, how could they be caring, they were obviously teaching and bullying.

"Master, you can't do this... The matter between us hasn't been clarified yet..."

Ling Xinglan was provoked to speak just now, but when Lin Hexuan found a breakthrough, his soft and hot tongue drove straight in, and after some plundering, all explanations were drowned in the boy's sobs.

He was placed on that gorgeous bed by his master, among the crimson brocade, the young man had red lips, white teeth, full of tears, trembling long eyelashes, and scattered black hair, like a dewy flower that stood out on the branches, To be taken off by others to pity and love.

Ling Xinglan knew that he was crying, but the mist covered his eyes, and he couldn't even see Lin Hexuan's expression clearly.

Tears slipped down like pearls, and were quickly kissed by Lin Hexuan, like raindrops falling, from the swollen lips to the snow-white chin, and then lingered repeatedly on the neck, leaving behind his exclusive scent and traces.

The night moon is lingering, the candles are flickering, and the night is still very long.

Later, before Ling Xinglan fell asleep, he heard the man who had been silent all this time whisper something in his ear.

He says……

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On the other side of the night, however, there was a completely opposite atmosphere.

In the dark cell, Helian Shaoyuan was healing, Cuisheng was praying for Ling Xinglan, Wang Yuli was thinking about the next countermeasures, but Elder Mu was in a daze as if he had completely given up on treatment.

"Elder Mu, aren't you afraid?" Cuisheng looked at him curiously.

Elder Mu shook his head, sat on the ground and said with a smile: "I think Mr. Ling can get rid of Master Ou's inner demons, and maybe there will be unexpected gains in the end."

"You still call that monstrous Master Patriarch?" Wang Yuli said in disbelief.

"No matter what you think, I have seen what Master Master has done these years. This temper is a bit cold, but so far he has brought great benefits to our cultivation world. Let me say, It’s much more reliable than Elder Zhao and Elder Li. Now it’s just a demon, I just hope he can survive this calamity..."

"But he still hurt so many monks, and locked us here!" Another monk said angrily.

Elder Mu didn't care and said: "Don't ungrateful people need to be punished? They are just trying to fight for power and profit in the name of acting for the gods. Who is more reasonable than anyone else? Since it is a fight for power and profit, there will be winners and losers." If they win, they can't beat themselves, so who can they blame?"

"Mu Lianqing, you dead lackey, you actually speak for a monster who deceives the world!"

The angry voice came from nowhere.

Elder Mu was stunned and said, "Zhao Youwei? It's fine if you didn't die, why did you come back and throw yourself into the trap?"

That's right, the owner of this voice was Elder Zhao who had escaped under Lin Hexuan's hands and escaped in embarrassment.

A corner space outside the cell was suddenly distorted, and two figures came out, one was Elder Zhao with a broken left arm, and the other was Baili Xiao who ruined half of his face.

Zhao Youwei smiled coldly: "Lin Hexuan is going to get married soon, how can I not come to participate?"

In his hand is a palm-sized golden cauldron, which is a space magic weapon that can hide his body and move quickly, and it is also something he uses to save his life.

Helian Shaoyuan interrupted their conversation: "You came here because you want to unite with the remaining monks who are not seriously injured, and catch him by surprise during the wedding?"

"good."

Zhao Youwei looked at Helian Shaoyuan, and offered an invitation: "I originally came to save the remaining elders in Changlin Xianshan, but I didn't expect that Mu Lianqing would be loyal to a monster, Mr. Helian, I think you are an old man!" Gentlemen, why not join us and kill evildoers?"

He was harmed like this by Lin Hexuan, so he must never die with him.

Although Helian Shaoyuan is now an enemy of Lin Hexuan, he is not stupid and will not die in vain.

"In the heyday, you were still defeated by him, how can you have the determination to win now?"

Elder Zhao sneered: "Why should I tell my plan in front of a lackey?"

He was referring to Mu Lianqing.

"This is easy to do."

Helian Shaoyuan blocked Mu Lianqing's five senses with one finger. Elder Mu was injured and was caught off guard, and was immediately hit.

The rest of the people, including Cuisheng, planned to listen to Zhao Youwei for various reasons.

"You and I both know that Lin Hexuan has a heart demon, his cultivation base is unstable, and his evil spirit is manic. After defeating many monks and absorbing their cultivation bases, he is already on the verge of spiritual collapse, and because he and his little It is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for apprentices to get married and forcefully suppress their inner demons."

The implication is that it will be even more difficult to defeat Lin Hexuan after he has completely digested the aura in his body. Although the risk is extremely high, the wedding day is indeed the best time to kill Lin Hexuan.

Helian Shaoyuan's eyes sank, Huo Di approached Zhao Youwei, and said coldly: "I can help, kill him and let Ling Xinglan go."

"I know the relationship between you and Ling Xinglan. When you rush forward, Ling Xinglan will definitely stop Lin Hexuan from killing you. This way, it will be easy to sneak attack..."

Even Elder Zhao thought that Ling Xinglan was forced to marry by Lin Hexuan. When he was saving people, he heard many monks add fuel to the story of Lin Hexuan's forced marriage that day. Let's do it, if you don't get rid of it.

Helian Shaoyuan did not deny Elder Zhao's statement, but instead asked: "How many people did you save this time?"

"There are about [-] monks who can fight. They are all elites who can fight Lin Hexuan a few times. Baili Xiao is a single-fire spirit root, and he can also help us."

Hearing this, Helian thought about it in his heart.

The odds are slim, but not all hopeless.

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