Daoist, I am married

Back at the South China Sea at this time, Bai Yi, who was still in a daze in the formation, did not move.

The spiritual power in the center of the formation gradually subsided, and the dancing around the talisman also gradually subsided, and everything returned to the original calm.

Jin Ze finally came back to his senses, first raised his hand and took back the amulet.The talisman papers were reconnected into a talisman chain and flew back to Jin Ze.

Looking at the formation again, Bai sat cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed.

"Old man." Jin Ze got up and ran over.

Bai Yiyi opened his eyes and looked at him, with a few drops of sweat on his face, his spirit was unprecedentedly depressed.

Jin Ze: "This is also a relief for Mirage, and an opportunity for Nanhai."

A chance to start over.

Bai Yiyi opened his eyes, saw his sweaty face, and smiled: "Stinky boy. I haven't been tricked like this for a long time. Let your grandfather rest for a while."

"Yes, yes, grandpa, take a good rest, and we will clean up."

It is not an exaggeration to say that he was cheated by the mirage.They took pains to collect the magic weapon, and tried so hard to purify her to save her life. In the end, she refused the purification with a big move, and then dissipated her own cultivation to benefit the people of South China Sea.

Jin Ze just wanted to say that the Mirage really doted on the people of the South China Sea as her own children.After raising them for such a long time, they found that the raising was crooked, and they couldn't do anything without her. They simply became strict mothers once, and gave them the opportunity to grow up and raise them.

It's just that this sacrifice is a bit big, and it directly destroys all the cultivation bases of the whole body.

Bai Yitiao said: "I see you are really tired, pack up and go back to eat."

At this time, the people who were still on the side watched Mr. Bai get up and surrounded him one after another.

"How is it sir?"

"How's Mirage?"

"Has it been rescued? What happened just now?"

Bai Yitiao raised the pearl in his hand: "It will take some time to recover in it, and it will be fine."

Kanazawa: "..." What about the person who swore before that he would never tell lies...

"Excellent, thank you sir."

"Sir is a nice man."

Everyone thanked them.

Bai Yiyi looked at the group of people with a calm face and bowed to him with joy. He didn't say until someone proposed to set up a shrine for him to thank him: "Everyone's heart is not enough, if you don't think it's enough, then you will The mirage's shrine needs to be repaired and worshiped more."

On the other side, Jin Ze and Ming Cong stooped to collect the magic weapon. These things already have some spiritual power left, and they can be recovered after a little refinement. There is no need to continue searching, and they can continue to practice for Tong Ling.It's just that it takes a lot of effort.

After sending those people away, Bai Yitiao came to Jinze to help him pick them up together.

"You did a good job this time." Bai Yitiao said.

Jin Ze paused and smiled: "Grandfather is a good teacher."

"Stinky boy." Bai Yitiao knocked on his forehead.

"But why did you tell them that?"

"The essence of the mirage is still a spiritual thing. Although her spiritual consciousness has dissipated, she is still in the sea. She and the sea are one, which is inseparable." Bai Yi said, "I asked them to make more offerings, maybe some My God, she was inspired to rebuild her spiritual consciousness."

Suddenly, Jinze felt the pity he felt for the mirage dissipated a little.

Good people are rewarded with good rewards, and so are gods.

So far, the chaos in the South China Sea has finally settled.

The few people ate their last banquet in the South China Sea, accepted the sincere thanks from the people, packed up the soft packages, and headed home!

The yin and yang mirror did not have much spiritual power, and Bai Yiyi spent some time repairing it first. The group bid farewell to the people at the seaside on a bright afternoon.

Stepping out of the barrier again, the familiar gate of the White Mansion is in front of you.

The moment he saw the familiar gate, Kanazawa felt relieved.

Now he wants to rush into the house and take a few laps, he wants to give Liu Po ​​a good hug, he wants to throw himself on his bed and have a good sleep!

"Wow!" Ah Niu's mighty voice instantly broke through Jin Ze's fantasy.

"Wow, woof, woof..." When Ah Niu saw the person outside the door, his tail was about to wag into the sky, and when he kicked his hind legs, Jin Ze came flying!

Jin Ze was staggered by Ah Niu, who was already half his height, but fortunately, the people behind him reached out to support him in time.

Ah Niu, who was sticking out his tongue to give Jinze a close contact, saw the person behind him frighten him, clamped his tail tightly and whimpered.

Yin Zi slid aside and ran into the door first, Bai Yiyi glanced at A Niu and nodded: "This dog is not bad."

Kanazawa: "..."

Liu Po ​​heard Yinzi's call and went out the door: "I'm back."

"Sixth Wife." Jin Ze hugged her with a smile, and said coquettishly, "I miss me to death."

"The sixth lady misses you too." The sixth lady patted him on the back with a loving smile on her face.

"Liu Po, I miss you too." Yin Zi also came over.

"Me too." Axiu said with a blushing face, it was really the first time he had been away from home for so long.

Jin Xiang also stepped forward: "Me too, I miss Liu Po, hee hee, does Liu Po ​​have any newly brewed wine~"

"Yes, I'll keep them all for you."

"How grown-up, don't lose face." Bai Yitiao spoke to Ming Cong from the side.

"In my eyes, they are all children." The sixth lady smiled and looked at the only strange face.

"Who is this?"

"Sixth Wife," Ming Cong said with a smile, "Junior Song Congming, you can call me Congming."

Before the sixth lady could say anything, Yin Zi bluffed away.

"What? Master Ming, what's your name?"

"Young Master Song?" Jin Xiang also frowned.

Axiu was completely stunned and didn't know what to say.

Jin Ze frowned, and knocked on Yinzi's forehead: "What's the point! The etiquette I taught you has been eaten by dogs, right?"

Yinzi hugged his head and felt wronged: "No, what's going on here, why did Master Ming become Mr. Song again?"

Ming Cong smiled slightly: "It's a long story, why don't we go into the room and talk about it."

Bai Yitiao couldn't stand their bluffing for a long time and went into the house to drink tea.

The group sat down in the room, and Jin Zelai briefly explained Ming Cong's identity to them.

Yinzi didn't close his mouth when he heard it open from the beginning to the end, and Jinxiang and the two were also stunned when they heard it.

"It's too fantastic." Yinzi said.

"It's so predestined." Axiu said with her head lifted.

"Great, that's great." Jinxiang sighed, it's okay, it's okay, it's not that the two of them abandoned their original match and flew together, it's okay.

Bai Yitiao spoke at the right time: "You probably won't be able to go back to Chen Xiang now, and you don't have to worry about returning to Qingluo for a while, why don't you just stay here, stay with Ze'er, and let me teach you some exercises and so on."

He felt that what he elicited was very natural.

Jin Ze frowned, and brought up the matter again. He looked at Ming Cong: [If you don't want to, just tell me directly, and I'll help you refuse. 】

Ming Cong held Jin Ze's hand, smiled at him, and said in a straight line: "Thank you, Grandpa, for bothering you these days."

"You're welcome, family." Bai Yiyi laughed out of wrinkles all over his face.

Yinzi looked at the hands they held, but still couldn't recover from the shock that these two people had become relatives.

So Ming Cong lived in Baifu.

That night, he successfully moved into Master Kanazawa's "boudoir".

Kanazawa's room wasn't too big, but it was also spacious, but it was filled with all kinds of boxes, big and small, making it look a bit crowded.

"These boxes are all kinds of ointments for bruises, these boxes are some gadgets I bought, and the other boxes are all sundries." Jin Ze pointed and introduced to Ming Cong.

"Originally, all these were thrown in the room casually. It was too messy, so I asked Yin Zi to go out and order a few big boxes. This way, the room will be much brighter." Jin Ze raised his chin proudly as he spoke.

Ming Cong kissed him along the arc of his upturn.

Jin Ze hugged him and put his chin on his shoulder: "Do you blame me?"

Ming Cong was puzzled and couldn't keep up with his thoughts: "What's your fault?"

"Blame me," Jin Ze said with a hint of teasing in his eyes, and continued after a pause, "Blame me for marrying you for so long before giving you an official title."

Ming Onion: "..."

Jin Ze then said: "Madam, you don't really blame me, do you?"

Seeing the little expression on his brows, Ming Cong couldn't help but lower her head and bite him: "I'll forgive you if you act like a baby."

Jin Ze: "...Daozhang, you have learned badly."

Ming Cong took the man and moved to the side of the bed a few steps, and pressed the man onto the soft quilt: "Don't you like it?"

Jin Ze shrank his neck to avoid his moving hands: "Can you stop thinking about these all day long?" He still wanted to have a good talk with him.

"Well, tell me, I'll listen." Ming Cong's subordinates who overheard Jin Ze's thoughts kept moving.

Jin Ze: "...I think you still have resentment in your heart."

"Huh?" Ming Cong drew his tone and untied his belt.

The person on the bed obediently lay down and asked people to undress, talking non-stop: "Look, the wedding night, after so many years of looking forward to it, was a good time to talk to each other, but in the end, I ran away."

Ming Cong threw the human coat aside, and put his hand into the inner coat.

"It doesn't count if I run away, I haven't brought you with me yet, although you refused, but okay," Jin Ze clicked his tongue and looked at the person on his body, "I regret it a bit."

Ming Cong laughed out loud, looked at his eyes full of tenderness, kissed him and asked, "How?"

"Well... that's it." Jin Ze touched his face, trying to get rid of the heat on his face, "I think this bride looks a little bit nice."

He really regretted it, and felt that he should take a look at the person before running away.It's a bit of a loss not to take a look at the church.

Ming Cong didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and pinched the slender waist of the person beneath him.

Jin Ze snorted, raised his foot and kicked him: "You don't know what you looked like at that time, you sat there in wedding clothes, that figure, that voice when you spoke..." He thought about it for a while, "Why? My intuition must be a beauty."

Ming Cong smiled and sucked on his neck: "I've read countless people?"

Jin Ze: "I didn't say it, I just intuition. The intuition of my wife."

Ming Cong believed it, and then turned him over and lay down on his stomach: "Then let's do it by instinct tonight."

Jin Ze: "???" This man is getting more and more adept at playing hooligans.

"Do you feel what this is?" Ming Cong's voice came from behind his ear.