Fortunately for Feng Yanghou

The hairpin who was waiting outside the door opened the door and walked in as promised.

He looked at Baizhi suspiciously, Baizhi got up and took a step forward, and then went around behind Shao'er, but at this moment, Mao'er was about to turn her head, but was locked in place by the seal of the person behind her.

"Miss Baizhi, you!..."

He got up abruptly, but Bai Zhi blinked at him and made a silent gesture, and then raised his hand, forming lotuses on his fingers, and involuntarily turned him into a frown.

When he was astonished, he realized that this was the golden cicada's plan to get rid of its shell.

"So, how should the girl deal with herself?" He raised his eyes, if Bai Mu found out, Bai Zhi would definitely have a hard time.

"Master Hou is worrying too much. I, Wang Shengming, will never do anything to me." After speaking, Baizhi handed him the porcelain bottle in his sleeve, "There is a pill inside, this is the antidote for Ruanjinsan. "

He wants to speak.But Baizhi raised his hand again, a wisp of green smoke permeated into the center of Mao'er's eyebrows, and Mao'er suddenly changed into her appearance, her every move was controlled by her.

With Yan'er and Baizhi, what is missing is "Bai Chi Shijun" who is about to marry the monarch.

"Girl, you want to..." What he didn't expect was that Bai Zhi would change into his appearance and act as the sedan chair for him to be married.

"Come in, everyone, and wait for Master Bai Chi to change." The controlled "Bai Zhi" ordered "Hair" to open the door, and immediately, the respectful and lower-eyed maidservants stepped forward to pay respects.

When he quietly exited the attic, a group of maidservants were walking towards Baizhi, and meticulously fiddled with the "servant" in front of the bronze mirror.

At this time, everyone was busy with the monarch's marriage, and no one cared that a maid who turned around and walked out of the attic was walking towards the outside of the dense forest.

Deep in the dense forest, the warm wind is gentle.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter as April approaches, but all kinds of fiery flowers and plants are competing for splendor, stripping away the only wild flowers that bloom miserably on both sides of the road, completely covering up the brilliance of those despicable lives.

At this moment, the weeds in the crevices of the rocks were still swaying desperately, as if they were unwilling to be wiped away by these arrogance and delicate flowers, making the last struggle.

Ji Fu opened his eyes full of vines, the face of a Rakshasa ghost shone on the other end of the dark bush, and the dragon tongue on his waist shone with a chilling chill due to the scorching sun.

With the sound of the suona, a group of boys and girls with moon-white gauze surrounded the sedan chair and went to the holy place.

At the foot of the mountain wall, at the triple stone steps, the elder presiding over the marriage seemed like a smiling bearded man, singing Sanmiao's unique wedding songs, and walked the sedan chair to the bottom of the stone steps step by step.

At this moment, Bai Mu was wearing a brocade gown of crimson dyed satin. The lotus pattern on the hem was vaguely set against the crimson color of the sleeves, resembling the posture of a heavenly man.

This kind of festive color is also worn on the people walking out of the sedan chair.

The people of Sanmiao raised their heads unexpectedly, and in an instant, a large area of ​​shining golden red directly hit their eyes like this.

Bai Zhi looked at her beloved monarch through the light mist in the mountains, wearing a man's hair crown and wearing a man's brocade robe, step by step, using the identity of others to climb up to the sweetheart she admired every day .

Bai Mu stretched out his hands and embraced her waist from the stone steps.

Bai Zhi trembled, with unspeakable joy in his heart.

This marriage will eventually be held at the holy place in the mountainside.That sacred and inviolable pure place only allows a new couple to enter.

Ji Yin was far away from the group's wedding ceremony, holding a tree stump that was still full of vitality with one hand, looking up, casting a captivating gaze at the couple on the height.

The dragon tongue that was about to move around Ji's waist couldn't help but fly out of the scabbard, killing Bai Mu painfully.

Ji stared at the man in the alizarin red robe beside Bai Mu: the wantonness and joy spread out on the red lapel were like tea leaves, charming and fragrant.

The suona at the foot of the stone steps of the Holy Land continued, but "Hair", who was quietly avoiding Sanmiao's ears, did not leave the dense forest in a hurry, but turned around and walked along the path to the periphery of the Holy Land.

Bai Zhi told him that the spies who woke up first were taking advantage of the mist rising in the dense forest to spread their wings and surround the Holy Land.

He had to stop the spies who woke up first from turning into murderous assassins, disturbing Sanmiao's original tranquility.

What's more, Baizhi's heart is happy with Baimu, he must fulfill them, at least not cause them any more trouble.

Sanmiao didn't join the WTO at all, so why bother to make things difficult?Neither Bai Mu nor Bai Zhi was wrong, they just insisted on their own opinions, but they did not kill innocent people indiscriminately after all.

He clenched the porcelain bottle tightly in his hand, opened it, and put the pill inside into his mouth. As soon as the mouth melted, the muscles and bones of his whole body stretched out. When he closed his eyes, he suddenly felt a surge of true energy in his dantian warming his limbs. Baiji finally broke away the mysterious technique that Baizhi performed on him.

The further you go, the more frightening the collision of the wind and the rustling of leaves.

He emerged from the misty dense forest, moved cautiously to a distance outside the Holy Land, looked around again, and found a bush that he thought was top secret to hide. He just took a deep breath, turned his face, but there was a sudden The frightening Rakshasa ghost face frightened him so that he immediately took two steps back.

The ghost-faced man whom he hadn't seen for a long time stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around his narrow waist almost instantly, his eyes narrowed slightly, his tense face slowly relaxed, suddenly, his eyes froze, and he heard the heavy breathing in his ear Voice.

Strong fingers were clasping Fuliang's wrist.The moment the four eyes meet, the black pupils are messed up.

He couldn't help but pursed his lips and frowned, "Ji, you are the bodyguard of this Marquis, but you haven't been seen for several days... If Ben Marquis returns to the Marquis Mansion, he will definitely report to Qi Xin and punish you severely! "

He raised his eyes resolutely, obviously with an expression of letting go of harsh words, but it just made others look more happy.

At this moment, Ji Zong's indifferent and forbearing expression finally burst into a crack. Although there was a Rakshasa ghost mask covering people's eyes and ears, the eyes that were floating with emotion suddenly throbbed with his heart, causing the face under the ghost mask to burst out suddenly. smile.

He always pretended to be calm and called King Zhou Hui by his name, but he didn't know that the "Qi Xin" he kept calling out was right in front of his eyes. It was this Raksha ghost-faced guard who slept with him every night. man.

For a moment of silence, it seemed as if something roared past Ji's heart.

He looked like a very sullen and mean Marquis, but the guard with the ghost face of Rakshasa immediately let go of his hands, half-kneeled on the ground solemnly, and solemnly begged him for forgiveness.

"That's all." He raised his hand solemnly, as if he forgave the person in front of him for his crime of dereliction of duty.

He walked ahead and hid behind a tree stump that had to be surrounded by two people.

"Did Your Highness return to Zhou Rao safe and sound?" He seemed to have remembered something, and turned to look at Ji.

Ji Yi walked to his side step by step, and stopped immediately when he heard the words, and then suddenly took out a volume of books from his sleeve, but when the pages were turned, there were layers of white paper.

Ji wrote on the white paper as usual, but this time he made it a little more decent, instead of throwing it to him, he held it in front of his eyes, "Princess Danyang has been in Zhou Hou's bedroom, and has never left Zhou Rao."

Hearing this, his eyes were serious and he frowned. It turned out that Bai Zhi and Bai Mu had secretly planned to deceive him...

His complexion was not very good, slightly sullen and pale.

Ji Zhuan thought about it, and understood what should have happened. He was about to raise his hand, but was silenced by a look from the person in front of him.

At this time, Bai Mu took "Baichi Servant" in a scarlet brocade robe and walked into the higher trail in the mountain. The clansmen who wished sincerely under the stone steps knelt together and shouted.

The depths of the dense forest are shrouded in mist, and it seems that in an instant, the sight of prying eyes hidden in the dark can be cut off.

In fact, when the mist was dispelled by the mountain wind, the three Miao people who had kneeled on the ground all disappeared before their eyes.

If the sedan chair under the stone steps was not still there, he would have thought that everything he saw just now was a mirage, almost disillusioned.

Seeing this, Ji's eyes sharpened, and he was shocked by the strangeness of this scene.

The holy land in the mountainside is definitely not accessible to ordinary people.

He glanced at the people behind him, took out the jade pendant that Bai Zhi left behind from his waist, and said: "You wait here, wait for Ben Hou to go in and find out."

After all, his gaze projected at the entrance of the Holy Land stared at the deepest part. When he was holding the jade pendant and was about to lift his foot, Ji, who was supposed to stay where he was, had already fallen in front of him, and there was a gloomy and sharp look in his eyes. Waves, implying killing spirit.

In the smoky light and sparse shadows, there is a very fine white dust slowly rising.

Bai Mu stood in front of the Linglong Pagoda, turned his eyes, and caught a glimpse of the face of the person next to him who was blue and white.

Bai Zhi's eyes were in a daze, and she suddenly glanced at the lotus halo on the top of the Linglong Pagoda, which should have been shining brightly. However, in her eyes, there was no floating green light in the lotus halo.

"Chi'er, don't be afraid." Bai Mu followed her gaze and stared at the Linglong Tower, which was no longer radiant.

It was Bai Mu who personally ruined the future of the Bai clan.

Bai Mu thought that the person next to him didn't understand what the scene in front of him meant, so he stepped forward and took "his" hand, and comforted him softly.

But at this moment, the "man" who bowed his head and looked down, concealed the sudden bursts of grief and complexity on his face, but his shoulders still trembled uncontrollably.

Bai Mu looked at "him" quietly, stroked "him" on the shoulder, leaned over, and his chuckling voice turned into a quiet melody, very light and faint.