Cannon fodder, please open your eyes [Quick Transmigration]

Wedding candles in the bridal chamber should have been a custom only in the mortal world.

Knowing very well the preferences of his Taoist companions, Xuan Yi specially spent a lot of thought on arranging them in secret, even the big red Double Happiness sticking upright on the door and window were all cut out by him one by one.

For monks who can solve most problems with aura, ordinary drinking is meaningless at all, and in the identities of Shen Pei and Xuan Yi, even Li Zhu, who is the liveliest and closest to the two, dare not make a bridal chamber guts.

Therefore, when Shen Pei smiled and looked around at the word "囍" as if discovering a new world, there was only a slight blush on his face, which was set off by the golden embroidered clothes, making him look more lively and fresh.

Raising his hand to gently close the door, Xuan Yi naturally hugged the young man from behind: "Like it?"

On Changchun Peak in the middle of the night, only the bright moon hangs quietly in the sky, and even the two boys in green clothes who are gradually growing into teenagers happily received money and ran to the Misty Main Peak to watch the excitement.

Not as stubborn as in the past, the black-haired young man leaned in the man's arms and nodded happily: "Yeah."

"This time it's really cute," Yang Yang smiled with the young man, Xuan Yi rolled up the other's wide sleeves, and reached out to pick up the young man's index finger that still had a pink mark, "Does it still hurt?"

Since it was a wound deliberately used to force out blood, the healing of the skin and flesh was extremely slow. When he looked down and saw the same type of powder marks on the man's fingertips as his own, the earthy love story about the "couple" suddenly popped up in Shen Pei's mind. , I couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Why is it so delicate?" In order to tease this old antique who has never been to the modern society, he pretended to be serious, so that the two marks were pasted together, "Look, if you stab me, we will be married."

Suddenly hearing such old-fashioned love stories, 0049 was shivered by the cold, and the other party was very cooperative. Not only did he not laugh, but he lowered his head slightly and rubbed his chin against the tip of the young man's ear: " That's right, that's really good."

Like a beast treating a wound, he held the opponent's hand and lifted it lightly, and put it to his mouth and licked it seriously.

The soft and hot touch came vividly, and the black-haired young man's ears turned red immediately.

They are all people who have driven on the high speed. This kind of nibbling action, combined with the shape of the fingers, can easily remind people of some harmonious images.

Fearing that someone would see the shadows of the two of them on the window, the black-haired young man bit his lip, and nudged Xuanyi lightly with his elbow: "...haven't had the Hebei wine yet."

"It should be the same when drinking on the terrace." His right hand passed through the young man's knees and hugged him by the waist, Xuan Yi couldn't hide his joy, "Why are you ashamed, there is no one else here."

With both feet off the ground, the black-haired young man subconsciously grabbed the man's skirt, and then whispered: "Koi..."

"And those two fat cranes."

Seemingly thinking that the young man's so preoccupied and naive look is really cute, Xuan Yi touched the other's forehead with his lips, and smiled softly.

However, no matter what, the candles of the dragon and the phoenix on the wedding night are absolutely indestructible.

The first time I had sex was in the dimly lit underground palace, and the second time was due to Wan Nianchun's drunkenness, and the busy preparations for the joint registration ceremony. The young man who hadn't been close to a man for a long time secretly clutched the quilt tightly and looked at him in the bright lights. Xiang Fang's handsome and clear eyebrows were obviously shy and nervous.

Pecking lightly along the young man's eyebrows all the way down, Xuan Yi put one hand on the other's ear: "Afraid?"

"It's not that I'm afraid..." His tense body gradually relaxed, and the black-haired young man shook his head, finally willing to let go of the crumpled brocade quilt.

With both hands slowly hooking the back of the man's neck, he raised his head slightly, and at the moment when the other party's water brushed his lips, he took the initiative to keep those lips that were about to leave: "...It's anticipation."

Every life, every life, he looks forward to being able to know each other and spend the rest of his life together.

As if drawn by the oath of union in the dark, his spirits and souls that had grown closer to Xuan Yi finally met together thoroughly that night.

It was a feeling that Shen Pei couldn't describe in words. Tranquility, joy, and aggression that couldn't be ignored. Different from pure sexual love, the collision between soul and soul didn't give people a chance to rest and savor, as if There is no end to it, one second is still immersed in the aftertaste, and the next second it is pushed onto the wave again.

Like a pool of spring water that has completely melted the floating ice, the black-haired young man lay softly in the brocade quilt, as if he could flow out of the bed with just a slight movement.

"No more..."

With a crying voice, he begged for mercy with red eyes, but he didn't know that this kind of self would only make people want to bully even more.

The sky was twilight, and the red candles in the wedding room burned all night. The young man who felt that he was only one step away from kidney failure was lying in the man's arms, with tears still hanging on his curled eyelashes.

Probably because the drinks had been backlogged for too long this time, he couldn't finish some of them in the end, and a little bit of milky white dripped all over the clothes, showing the beauty of the room that made people blush and heartbeat.

Unafraid of what it means to be tired, Xuan Yi affectionately rubbed the tip of the young man's small nose, and his gaze was also lingering on the moist and swollen lips, only missing the big words "I still have more to say" engraved on his face.

Knowing the taste, the man's eyes were deep, and he was about to coax the young man to do it again in a low voice, but he didn't want to feel a sharp pain in the sea of ​​consciousness at the moment when his forehead accidentally touched the other's forehead.

It seems that there are countless memory fragments crowded in one place at this moment, even if the spirit is as strong as Taoist Xuanyi, he can't help but blacken his eyes.

pain.

The tingling of brain overload.

Consciousness was suddenly in a trance for a moment, and when Xuanyi opened his eyes again, the surrounding scene had already become a boundless universe.

And in the vast sea of ​​stars, there stood a man who looked exactly like him, with his hands behind his back. The man was wearing a red robe with black belt, and even the embroidered text on the sleeve corners was very familiar.

Instinctively, Xuan Yi stepped forward and patted the man's shoulder lightly.

"thump--"

The heart stopped beating suddenly, and everything seemed to be completely still at this moment. The moment the two people's eyes met, a gleam of light suddenly appeared in the empty eyes of the man in black.

The soul returned to its place, the pain gradually subsided, and those huge and complicated memories finally found their own place scene by scene.

——Xuan Yi, he is indeed Xuan Yi.

Raising his hand to rub his forehead, the man thought so.

It's just that the matter about Xuanyuan's small world has been in the past too long ago. I'm afraid no one would have thought that "Xuanyi Daoist", who was born in a misty world and ascended to the upper realm, would one day be able to count the universe. He even surpassed the realm of becoming a god and conferring a saint, and directly transformed his body into a new way of heaven.

As a "plot character" who escaped from the shackles of the original work to the greatest extent, after Xuan Yi attained enlightenment, all the worlds derived from novels or film and television dramas will automatically come under his jurisdiction.

Because of this, those small worlds that were originally doomed by the creators have gradually become more reasonable: Heaven will no longer favor the protagonist for no reason, and everyone's future is in their own hands.

Logically speaking, this should be a relatively fair and healthy development, but for the "Lord God" who has been occupying this universe and plundering luck before Xuanyi attained the Dao, the so-called fairness will only increase the cost he pays.

If there is no protagonist, how can the raiders under his command take advantage of the original book to plan in advance, easily plunder half of the luck in the whole world, and give him the opportunity to break through the limitations of "god"?

As a freshman Tiandao who just took office, Xuanyi at the beginning really felt tricky when facing the plethora of raiders under the command of the main god.

It was during this process that he noticed Shen Pei, a poor little boy who had encountered raiders in nine reincarnations.

As the saying goes, there are only three things, not to mention that the opponent has been unlucky for nine lifetimes. After reviewing the experience of young people who died in vain several times, Xuan Yi, who calculated that the opponent will be born in the small world of Xuanyuan in the tenth lifetime, is rare, for that The subtle sympathy and fate personally changed the fortune of the young man.

Knowing how outstanding the other party's talent is, he even thought that one day, the young man who realized the way of swords in his heart would really stand in front of him and thank him with a smile.

But that day did not come.

There are fewer and fewer raiders under his command, and the main god whose strength is gradually diminishing simply drags Xuanyi into the water by hurting the enemy one thousand and self-damaging eight hundred, and then mobilizes the previously accumulated luck, delusional to wait for the opponent to die, and forcibly borrow it. This canonization is the way.

Coincidentally, Shen Pei, who was lying under the sea of ​​ice that day, was about to be scattered by the raiders.

—— "Tsk, what an unlucky fate."

In the Soul Scattering Formation, Xuan Yi, who stood in front of the young man with his real body and chose the latter between chasing the main god and saving people, thought so.

There is still the possibility of killing the tiger again after letting the tiger go back to the mountain, but if this formation originated from the main god really falls on Shen Pei, there will be no chance for him to be reincarnated.

When he came back to his senses, he had personally received the white light that scattered the soul.

For a man who hasn't even said a word.

Premonitioning that he, who had been severely injured many times, would fall into a deep sleep for a long time in the future. In the end, Xuan Yi endured the pain and made a chubby chinchilla with his own hands.

"The Dao is fifty, the sky is fourty-nine, and people escape one of them." As the "Book of Changes" says, there is no absolute in the world. If someone can seize the glimmer of life, he has the possibility to change his destiny.

But Xuan Yi felt that the young man had suffered too much in the past ten lives, and it would be too sad if he had to struggle to find a chance of survival after rebirth.

So, before the young man re-entered reincarnation, he took the initiative to leave a shallow imprint tainted with the breath of heaven in the other party's soul, and by the way, he also named the chinchilla that was forged with his own authority.

Forty nine.

Obscure, a preference that belongs exclusively to the Dao of Heaven.

It is precisely because of this brand and Totoro, his sleeping soul, that he wakes up again and again in the world where the youth lives.

"...Shen Pei."

With a little thought, he returned from the boundless universe to the wedding room where the red candle was still burning. The man's appearance remained unchanged, but his black eyes were as deep as thousands of stars.

His fingertips brushed over the young man's loose hair on the side of his face, and he called the other party's name in a deep voice.

The bright red wedding dress was draped around his body, and the black-haired young man answered vaguely. He was obviously exhausted from tossing around, but he still looked like a cat, and leaned into the arms of the "culprit".

Even though he has a life that is so long that there is no end in sight, in Xuan Yi's view, all the things that happened between him and the youth are more profound and vivid than those memories that are measured in units of ten thousand years.

Never thinking that the imprint in the other party's soul would become an opportunity to completely awaken himself, let alone that he and the other party would become the current relationship, Xuan Yi folded his arms and hugged the young man in his arms even tighter.

Whether it's abuse or regret, including those messy rules of harmony, they are all rules he hastily established before falling asleep.

In addition to helping 0049 collect enough energy to support the journey, he also wants to give the youth a motivation to live normally.

Fortunately, no matter how tortuous the middle process is, the final result is always good.

Going round and round, the young man whom he had paid attention to finally got everything he should have.

Thinking of the emotions he expressed before the soul-dispersing formation, Xuan Yi suddenly raised his lips: "It seems that we are indeed destined..."

From a long time ago.