Yitian Tongren: White Moonlight

"he died."

Such a light sentence seemed to weigh a thousand catties, pushing her straight into a bottomless abyss.

Because it was already May, the windows in the house were wide open, but Jue Xing still felt out of breath.

She struggled to get out of bed, not knowing where to go.

Just keep walking, walking.

Along the way, there were disciples of the Emei Sect who saluted her, but she didn't see it. She could only see the road under her feet, step by step, walking towards a place with light.

Where is the light?

Black night and white moonlight.

Seeing Miejue Shitai approaching like a lost soul, the Mingjiao people recalled the words that Fan Yao left behind when he came back, and they all felt blessed and did not stop her.

Juejue pushed open the door and saw Yang Xiao lying motionless on the bed.

At this moment, her heart was already numb, and she kept pounding her chest with her fists.Why don't you hurt?Why doesn't it hurt? ! !

Standing by the bed and looking at his pale face and the dry black red oozing from his chest, Jue Jue bent down and stretched out his index finger to trace his face over and over again, "Why are you so beautiful?"

Yang Xiao's heart tightened, he almost couldn't hold back the tears in the corners of his eyes, and couldn't control his arms that wanted to hug her.

This sentence was a joke he used to tease her when he first met her.Unexpectedly, she actually remembered it verbatim.

Tears dripped down like heavy rain, falling on Yang Xiao's face one after another and splashing away.Juejue took off his shoes, curled up beside him, and touched his chest pierced by himself with tears in his eyes.

"Does it hurt? Hehe, look at me, I'm really confused... How could it not hurt? But Yang Xiao, why does my chest hurt like that? It hurts so much that I can't breathe... Or...you wake up Blow it for me? It won’t hurt if you blow it...Yang Xiao, wake up, okay? Wake up!!"

Juejue was really dizzy from crying, his body was already on the verge of falling, but he suddenly turned over and knelt down on Yang Xiao's body, staring fiercely at his bloodless face.

"Snapped!"

A merciless slap fell on Yang Xiao's face.

"you liar!"

Yang Xiao's face was numb, thinking that the woman found out that he was pretending to be dead, and was about to open his eyes when he was slapped on the other side of the face.

"Liar! Liar! Liar!"

Juejue was tired from beating, and cried till he had no more tears, and lightly bit the tip of Yang Xiao's ear, as if he was bullying himself, and murmured: "You promised me that Shili Hongzhuang would marry me, now it's like this, But you want me to accompany you to hell to get married? Yang Xiao, you liar! Even if I go with you, I won’t marry you anymore! I want to marry a senior brother and make you jealous for the rest of my life!!!”

Juejue knelt up straight and climbed out of the bed, took off the Lingfeng sword leaning on the bedside, pulled out the sword and put it on his neck.

Yang Xiao hurriedly opened his eyes when he heard the sound of the sword being unsheathed, turned over and got out of bed and snatched the sword with his palm. The roar that had just reached his throat suddenly turned into pity, "Silly woman!"

Juejue was stunned and didn't realize it. After hearing the strong beating of the heart on the man's chest and feeling his warm body temperature, he turned around to look at him in a daze.

"Yang Xiao~"

Seeing that the woman was about to cry again, Yang Xiao hurried over and kissed her cleanly, "How can you marry someone else? Mr. Xiang! You can only be mine!"

Yang Xiao let go of the woman's lips, took a breath, and pressed them tightly again. The woman's lips were sweeter than the most fragrant and most beautiful honey in the world.

Juejue came back to his senses, and bit Yang Xiao's lower lip.

"Mr. Xiang?" Yang Xiao felt the pain, let go of the woman slightly, and made a puzzled expression on his slightly swollen face.

Juejue was originally a little angry because he pretended to be dead and lied to himself, but he couldn't help laughing out of his swollen face, shaking his head and sighing: "My enemy!"

Yang Xiao, the bright left envoy of the Ming Cult, is going to marry Miejue Shitai who appeared from the "resurrection".

This news is undoubtedly a good medicine for relaxation in the tense anti-Yuan uprising war.

After all, there are Zhou Dian and Wei Yixiao, two Mingjiao gossip speakers. No matter you are in a busy city or hidden in the mountains, you can always hear the story they made up of Yang Xiao and Miejue Shitai getting to know each other, love each other and kill each other, and finally achieve the right result.

Juejue wanted to use his proficient five elements and gossip to count a good day, but Yang Xiao sighed while clutching his unhealed chest: "Ma'am...you don't have much time to be a husband, it's better for you to marry me earlier!" Said Then, he pinched his right hand hastily, "I think the summer solstice is a good day."

"Why?"

"Summer solstice summer solstice, our next child is coming."

Juejue raised his hand and slapped him, Yang Xiao clutched his chest and wailed again, "It hurts, it hurts! You hit so hard, you want to murder your husband?"

Yang Huan stepped into the room with his front foot, then turned around and left with his back foot.

Hearing my father yelling so loudly, I don't even need to feel my pulse to know that I'm well.

Great, you can give birth to a younger sister.

The difference between the summer solstice and the Duanyang Festival is only more than ten days, Wei Yixiao and the Mingjiao people rushed back to Guangmingding to prepare for the wedding, and Juejue followed Zhou Zhiruo back to the Emei School and waited for Yang Xiao to pick up the marriage.Yang Xiao took Yang Huan to catch rare wild animals such as white deer on the mountain as betrothal gifts, and also tore red cloth to order two new suits.Yang Xiao's is the official groom's attire, while Yang Huan's is the golden boy's attire.

Hurrying quickly, the father and son finally prepared the dowry gift ten days before the big wedding, rode on horseback and took the newly hired entourage to pull a cart of dowry gifts to Mount Emei.

Yang Xiao happily stood at the entrance of the Emei School sect and waited for someone to open the door. This waited from the dawn of the sky until the sun was rising.

"Father, did sister Zhou hide mother?" Yang Huan wiped the sweat off his little face and stood with Yang Xiao.

"How can it be? With you outside, your mother can't wait to run out immediately!" In fact, Yang Xiao's heart was pounding when he said this.

In the new house inside the inner gate, Jue Xing was already running around in a hurry.Obviously, Yang Xiao Feige sent a letter saying that he would come to pick up the bride this morning, why is there no one around now that it is already noon?

Every time Miejue took a step, the jewelry on his head slammed, and the noise made her upset.

"Zhiruo~ Zhiruo? Why is there no news from the outer gate?"

With no expression on Zhou Zhiruo's face, she rushed to Juejue to salute, "Master, there is no news."

"How could it be? He said he would come today! You can send someone to have a look."

Zhou Zhiruo nodded and stepped back, raised her eyes to look at the sky, and thought, "Yang Xiao, if you can easily marry master back to Guangmingding, I, Zhou Zhiruo, will take your surname!"

At the end of the day, Yang Xiao had an idea and said softly, "Huan'er, faint."

Yang Huan was taken aback for a moment, feeling that fainting did not reflect his cleverness, then he hugged his stomach with both hands, and cried out ouch.

Knowing that his son was excited, Yang Xiao twitched the corner of his mouth, pretended to be flustered, bent down and hugged his son, and shouted: "Huan'er! What's wrong with you, Huan'er? Huan'er!"

Yang Huan said weakly: "Father, my stomach hurts!"

"What? Diarrhea? What can I do? Here... there is no toilet here, just bear with it!"

The male disciple guarding the gate panicked when he heard the conversation outside the gate: What?Diarrhea outside the gate of my Emei sect?It's an insult to my faction's reputation!

The male disciple quietly opened the door a crack to see if it was real or not, but saw a small figure sneaking into the door, and ran to the inner door while shouting: "Mother! ~~ Huan'er will pick you up La! Mom~~”

This time the male disciple really panicked, pointing at the jumping child tremblingly and yelling: "Grab him!!!"

All of a sudden, the whole Emei faction was in a mess, rushing to catch Yang Huan one after another.However, every time someone was about to grab him, he didn't know how he moved, and he took a strange step, and he was able to escape the "claws" stretched out by the Emei disciples every time.

Yang Huan had a good time, while dodging and running towards his mother's house, he laughed and said: "Hahaha~ I can't catch me~ I'm a weirdo's personal disciple~ If you catch me, Didn’t he lose face? Hey, I’ll hide, I’ll hide, I’ll hide~”

Here Yang Huan played around with the people Zhou Zhiruo set up to stop him, while Yang Xiao ran desperately to the door of Mr. Xiang's room. If someone blocked him, he would take out the wedding candy from his purse and touch his acupoints.

A slap and a candy worthy of the name.

Zhou Zhiruo stood guard in front of the door to make the last checkpoint, and the Yang family father and son rushed there one after the other.

"Sister Zhou, let my mother out!"

"If you beat me, I'll let you go!"

"Sister Zhou, you can take care of yourself! Now that the marriage between father and mother has spread all over the world, if you drive my father away, no one will dare to marry your master! Do you want her to die alone in Mount Emei?" !" Yang Huan put his hips on his hips and stared at him, speaking in a logical manner.

"I... I never thought that Master would not be able to get married!" Zhou Zhiruo gritted her teeth, still extending her arms to block the door.

"Then why are you blocking me and my father from going in to pick up my mother?" Yang Huan ran over and hugged Zhou Zhiruo's waist to be playful, "Don't you also want to go to Guangmingding? Then you will be my child bride!"

"You!" Zhou Zhiruo was so angry with the child that he raised his hand to hit him, but Yang Xiao seized the opportunity and broke in.

"Mr. Xiang! Let's go!" Yang Xiao rushed into the room and grabbed the woman in red clothes before running out. Who knew something was wrong when he ran to the broken door, "You are not Mr. Xiang!"

The woman's hands are different from Xiangjun's, Yang Xiao withdrew his hand with a squeak, and lifted the hijab on her head, and what he saw was indeed not Xiangjun's face.

"Zhou Zhiruo!" Yang Xiao got angry and threw the red cloth in his hand to the ground, "Where's your master?!"

Zhou Zhiruo couldn't get rid of Yang Huan, who was stuck to her leg like a dog's skin plaster, so she limped into the room, clapped her hands with a sneer, and seven brides wearing red hijabs walked out of the room immediately. "You choose yourself. Whoever you choose, you will marry whoever you choose. There is only one chance."

Yang Xiao was really angry, he squeezed his hands so hard that the knuckles turned white.But he can't hit people, Yang Xiao is really aggrieved enough.

He took a deep breath, walked up to all the brides, and asked one by one, "Are you Lord Xiang?"

When asked to the seventh, everyone shook their heads.

Yang Xiao suddenly smiled, his figure flashed suddenly, but in the blink of an eye, he reached out and touched the earrings of all the girls one by one.

"I'm sorry." Yang Xiao apologized with palms together, turned around and said to Zhou Zhiruo, "Master Zhou is such a good plan~ All the brides are dressed the same~ I admire Yang! But...according to my guess, your master is not here Among the seven!"

"Why? Yang Xiao, you can think clearly! If you give up, this big wedding will probably be only the bridegroom and not the bride~"

"Your master still hasn't come out! She is wearing the same new clothes and jewelry as these seven people, but! Her earrings are a pair of East Sea pearls, not the ones you are used to from Emei. Wearing Shuangrunzhu! Master Zhou, am I right?"

"How can..."

"Yes!" Zhou Zhiruo was about to refute, but Juejue came slowly from the inside, reached out and lifted the hijab on his head, "What I'm wearing are pearl earrings, not double-run pearls."

Zhou Zhiruo was taken aback for a moment, obviously she put it on for her master herself, how could it be?

Yang Xiao grinned and went to hug his bride, so happy that he kissed her on the face without hesitation, "My wife is better~ My wife knows me best!"

Juejue shyly pushed him away, "Okay, it's been a lot of time, so hurry down the mountain!"

Yang Xiao felt silly again, and said to Zhou Zhiruo arrogantly: "See, my Xiangjun can't wait to marry me!"

The disciples of Emei could not refute, so they had to raise their dowry and follow behind the master to give the marriage.

"Master, you are going to go to Guangmingding, and observe Yang Xiao carefully. If he bullies master, you will secretly take master back!" A extinct personal disciple whispered to Zhou Zhiruo.

"I know. I'm not here. You take good care of Emei. After the master's return ceremony is over, I will rush back."

Guangmingding is far away from Mount Emei, so Zhou Zhiruo bought a house under Guangmingding so that his master could return home.

After a lot of weeping and crying, Jue Jue finally got on the horse in a bright red wedding dress.

Everyone clapped their horses and went eastward, rarely stopping.