There is an evil fairy in Tiangong

In the young master's broken thoughts, the little white tiger worked very hard to cultivate, and in two months, when it reached the perfection of cultivation, it would be able to restore its human body.

That night, the little white tiger opened his eyes from his practice, and he straightened up, emitting a faint golden light all over his body. After a while, he began to grow stronger.

With a flash of golden light, it successfully transformed into a human form.

Liu Yingfeng, who was in human form, was overjoyed: "Master, it's much more comfortable to be a human being." She hurriedly lowered her head again to check if there were any missing arms or legs.

After checking that there was no problem, Liu Yingfeng looked up at the sleeping woman on the bed.

Liu Yingfeng walked lightly and nervously to the side of the bed. She subconsciously looked up at the head of the bed. There was still a bundle of ropes hanging on it. She was hanging on the head of the bed by Song Ziliang for several months.

"I really want to strangle you..."

Liu Yingfeng lowered her head and stared fiercely at Song Ziliang who was close at hand, but saw her lying flat on the bed with her brows stretched out, sleeping peacefully.

Looking at this familiar face that couldn't be more familiar, Liu Yingfeng was stunned for a moment, feeling a little depressed at this moment: "I will be in your hands for the rest of my life..."

Liu Yingfeng thought for a while, then she gently lifted the quilt, and lay quietly beside Song Ziliang.

Perhaps it was because the breath was too familiar. Although Song Ziliang noticed the strange movement, she subconsciously thought that the little white tiger had sneaked onto her bed again, so she dismissed the idea of ​​opening her eyes, turned over and continued to sleep.

"Well, sleeping like a dead pig..."

Even when Liu Yingfeng hugged her, she just moved her body, buried in Liu Yingfeng's arms, found a comfortable position, and continued to sleep on her.

The next day, the young master woke up, only to find that the little white tiger was lying on her chest, and the saliva from the corner of his mouth wet her clothes.

"Climb on my bed again!" The young owner picked up the little white tiger and threw it back to the ground, "Liu Yingfeng, without my permission, why don't you try climbing on the bed again?"

The little white tiger was woken up early in the morning, and it bared its teeth at her, "Woooooo!"

"You deserve it, who told you to climb on my bed." The young master lifted the quilt, she straightened up, and stared at the little white tiger rolling around on the ground, "Why are you so angry so early in the morning, why don't you hurry up and practice?"

"Whooooooooooooooooooooo!" Just wait for me!From now on, I will crawl on your bed every day!

This night, the little white tiger barely took human form, and it won't last more than an hour before it will return to its original body. It seems that it still needs to step up its cultivation.

With more than a month left, Little White Tiger has been in a state of cultivation.

The young master was not idle either, she considered that she and Liu Yingfeng would not live long in this life, so she started to pave the way for the future.

She first handed over the affairs of Qingling Villa to Elder Brother Lan Ze, and then talked to Father Song, expressing that she had someone in her heart and was about to get married soon.

In the past two months, Qingling Mountain Villa has lost the figure of the little white tiger jumping, and everyone finds it boring and strange, and the owner of the young villa also stays in the room all day, rarely going out, and I don't know what this person and beast are doing. .

The young master didn't do anything, but read a book while protecting the little white tiger. This guy was daring to practice immortality, and was found accidentally bumped into him, and he might go crazy.

The news that the owner of the young villa is about to get married soon spreads out, and the whole Qingling villa is boiling.

Lan Ze was even more unbelievable. He looked at the young master every day, and he had never seen a man approaching her. Only the young master exuded the breath of the opposite sex, he could smell it hundreds of miles away. , This man, did his uncle emerge from the soil!

Even more shocking is yet to come, the place where the owner of the young village got married was at Qingling Mountain Villa!

and!She did it all by herself!

His uncle, this is going to be married!Where did the little boy come from!

In a flash, a few days before the little white tiger turned into a human, it woke up and went down the mountain.

Shaozhuang took the initiative to use fairy art to imagining a divine tiger according to the portrait of the divine tiger given by the emperor.

This divine tiger is so lifelike that it is impossible to tell if it is real or not with the naked eye.

From the experience accumulated in the yamen over the past ten years, one can tell that this divine tiger is extraordinary, so he hastened to write to the emperor that the divine tiger has been found!

The emperor came to inspect it in person, wept bitterly on the spot, and rewarded him for his merits afterwards. It is said that the elder brother of Qingling Villa didn't ask for anything, but asked for a dozen or so death-free gold medals, which can be used indefinitely.

After all the dust settled, Lan Ze found the young owner who was reading in the backyard, but he didn't see the little white tiger, for the first time in history.

He asked in surprise: "Junior Sister, where is that stupid tiger? Why haven't you seen it recently?"

"In a few days, you will be able to see it." The young master looked at the head of the book without lifting it.

"Junior Sister, do you really want to get married?" Lan Ze has asked a thousand times, but he is still not sure what to ask again, "You will not be deceived by someone, right?"

The young master said helplessly: "Senior brother, do I seem to be someone who will be deceived?"

Lan Ze was depressed: "I just find it strange, Junior Sister, when did you have someone you like? Why have I never seen you get close to any man?"

"The secret must not be leaked." The owner of the young village curled his lips, the bastard had been down the mountain for five days, counting the days, he should be back soon.

"Junior Sister, why do I always feel that something is wrong?" Lan Ze scratched his head, "You give me Qingling Villa, what about you?"

"Senior brother is no less capable than me. I am very relieved to entrust Qingling Villa to you." The young master smiled lightly, "As for me, let's talk about it after we get married."

Lan Ze rolled his eyes: "This wedding is already prepared, we don't know who the new uncle is, junior sister, you have gone too far in hiding it!"

Master Shaozhuang said: "Brother, I have already said that she is an old acquaintance of mine, she is just a scholar, not worth mentioning."

Lan Ze shouted: "It's a matter of life! How can you be so hasty!"

Young owner: "I am willing."

Aozawa: "..."

Where did that stupid tiger go?Your master is getting married!Hurry back and catch the adulterer!

Five days later, the little white tiger turned into a human, and Liu Yingfeng pretended to be a scholar.

One day, a scholar in a hurry came to Qingling Mountain Villa. The scholar looked excited and asked to see the owner of Shaozhuang by name. The person guarding the door did not know this scholar, and the owner of Shaozhuang was not everyone If you can see it, send the scholar back immediately.

Liu Yingfeng became angry, and sneaked into Qingling Mountain Villa at night, and found the young owner's room with ease. She opened the door lightly, and approached the bed softly, intending to scare the young owner.

Unexpectedly, the young master was sitting on the bed, looking at her with a half-smile.

It scared Liu Yingfeng to death.

"You don't know that people are scary, they can scare people to death!" She patted her chest, glared at the woman sitting on the edge of the bed, and muttered, "Song Ziliang, what are you doing, you are still up so late?"

"I'm waiting for you." The owner of the young village twitched his lips, "Liu Yingfeng, I'm all ready for the wedding, and we'll get married tomorrow."

"You..." Liu Yingfeng was startled, she swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "You are so impatient to marry me, you won't play tricks for me, will you?"

"Just say, are you going to drill or not?"

Liu Yingfeng murmured softly: "Even if it is a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire, I have to jump."

Dance willingly!

The next day, the new son-in-law of Qingling Villa made his grand debut!It is said that the new son-in-law came out of the young master's room early in the morning!

Darken the old warehouse, the raw rice is cooked into mature rice!

What was even more shocking was that when the new uncle came out, he warmly greeted everyone in Qingling Villa, calling out everyone's name accurately, as if the new uncle knew them very well.

The wedding was held smoothly, Liu Yingfeng and Song Ziliang were not married for the first time, but the significance was extraordinary.Both of them have memories, and after getting married, the love in this life can be regarded as a perfect ending.

Father Song is not picky about the new son-in-law, and if his daughter likes him, she likes him too.

Therefore, from now on, the new uncle of Qingling Villa will be named Liu and Yingfeng!

The process of getting married was over. On the night of the bridal chamber, in the wedding room, the owner of the young village shouted angrily: "Liu Yingfeng, dawdle, are you going to kiss me or not!"

Liu Yingfeng moved his steps and said angrily: "I'm afraid that you will hit me again!"

The young master was angry: "If you don't try, how will you know if I will hit you!"

"Forget about kissing, let's sit down and chat." Liu Yingfeng pulled the young master to sit on the bed, she looked at the young master in wedding clothes, "Song Ziliang, this is the third time you are married Give it to me."

"Are you happy? Satisfied?"

The owner of the young village gave Liu Yingfeng a blank look, she squeezed her sore arm, put her legs on Liu Yingfeng's again, and said angrily: "What are you doing in a daze, beat my legs, stand all day, but I'm exhausted."

"No way, at this moment, you're still ordering me around, you're not polite at all." Liu Yingfeng muttered, but obediently raised his hand, and gently patted the young owner's legs.

"Don't talk nonsense, just beat your legs if you tell me to." The owner of the young village said domineeringly, she leaned on the bed pillow, enjoying Liu Yingfeng's service comfortably.

Liu Yingfeng raised his eyes to look at the young master, and asked in a low voice: "Song Ziliang, we have experienced the fourth life of love, and we have memories in this life. If you are willing to marry me, do you also like me?"

The corner of Shao Zhuang's master's lips curled up: "What do you think?"

Although the little white tiger disappeared from Qingling Villa, the new son-in-law took over the little white tiger's position from now on, and continued to serve tea and water to the young master, turn over the books and beat the fan, beat his legs and squeeze his shoulders.

Ever since the owner of the young village got married, the owner of the young village has become more irritable.

Everything is related to my uncle.

This young man has a pretty face and is kind to others. He is playful and often slips down the mountain. Today he either helps some junior sister fetch water or chops firewood for some junior sister, which makes the young owner furious.

Although the owner of the young village and the son-in-law were noisy all day long, their relationship was very good, the kind of fights at the head of the bed and peace at the end of the bed.

If you can fight to the death today, you can hold hands and go out to play tomorrow.

After being married for a year, the young master was always the one who was suppressed.She is angry and dissatisfied!

No matter how much she counter-presses, this bastard has a way to resist.

The young owner finally couldn't bear it anymore, so a strategy was born.

Today, when eating at night, Liu Yingfeng felt that Song Ziliang was weird. This woman kept bringing her vegetables and asked her to eat more.

If there is nothing to be courteous about, nothing good will happen!

Under Song Ziliang's caring eyes, Liu Yingfeng finished the meal tremblingly.

When falling asleep at night, not long after Liu Yingfeng had been lying on the bed, her whole body suddenly became hot, and the swelling in her abdomen made her extremely uncomfortable.

And the woman sleeping next to her, half propped up, was looking at her with a sinister smile: "Liu Yingfeng, how do you feel? Do you want it?"

Since then, pressure and counter-pressure have become the top priority of the two of them every night.

Soon, it has been two years since the little white tiger disappeared. Lan Ze often sighed in front of the young owner and uncle: "Junior Sister, I don't know how the little white tiger is doing now, I still miss it, this white-eyed tiger, It’s been a long time and I don’t know how to come back and see us.”

The corners of Liu Yingfeng's mouth twitched, in fact, I've been looking at you every day...

In spring, summer, autumn and winter, year after year, as long as the young master and his son-in-law are married, they will be noisy for as long as possible.Until this year, it was their eighth year of marriage.

The cold winter has passed, and the weather is very good today, and the sun is shining on the body to warm it up.In the backyard of Qingling Mountain Villa, the owner of the young village was reading a book under the big tree, and the willows were fanning against the wind.

I don't know if it's because of Chu Xia, but in recent days, Liu Yingfeng always felt that he couldn't get enough sleep no matter how hard he tried, and he didn't have much energy in his body.

The sun was very comfortable, Liu Yingfeng half-closed her eyes, she yawned, stretched her eyelids, and fanned her daughter-in-law once in a while.

Liu Yingfeng felt that she would die without regrets in the days of long streams and the love of this life.

The wind blowing less and less, the young master looked up at Liu Yingfeng, she shook her head, and whispered softly: "It seems that time is running out."

"Huh? What?" Hearing Song Ziliang's voice, Liu Yingfeng woke up instantly.

Master Shao said: "Nothing."

Liu Yingfeng stretched her waist: "I didn't sleep well last night, I'm really sleepy." She put down her fan, "Daughter-in-law, read by yourself, I'll sleep for a while." As she said that, she lay down on the table and fell asleep soundly.

This year, Liu Yingfeng became more and more lethargic, and in severe cases, he slept for days and nights.

She herself felt that the end was approaching.

In the backyard of Qingling Villa, she lay on the table again during the day and fell into a deep sleep.

I don't know how long she slept, but Liu Yingfeng woke up, opened her eyes, and saw Song Ziliang sitting in front of her. She straightened up, held Song Ziliang's hand with a playful smile, and asked her, "Daughter-in-law, how long have I slept?" gone?"

The young owner poked her on the forehead viciously: "You have grown up, you slept for ten days."

Liu Yingfeng exclaimed: "It actually broke the record!"

After waking up from this sleep, Liu Yingfeng returned to normal and no longer drowsy, but they both knew each other well that this was just a flashback.

In the tenth year of the marriage between the owner of the young village and his son-in-law, a major event happened in Qingling Villa.

The owner of the young village left a letter from home, and took her little boy with a fair face to travel around the world.

Since then, the whereabouts of the young master of Qingling Mountain Villa are uncertain, and there are rumors in the world.

I saw the owner of the young village somewhere, she was holding a little white tiger, traveling around the mountains and rivers.

It was also rumored that the person next to Master Shaozhuang was obviously a white-robed young master, and later, it was also rumored that the person holding hands with Master Shaozhuang was obviously a girl.

There are rumors in the rivers and lakes, true and false.

The author has something to say: The Fourth World (End).