The scoundrel became the pet of the master's group

Hearing Fang Xiu's words, the Ouyang family and the He family were astonished at the same time.

"This……"

They immediately turned their heads to look at the other three great masters of Qian Tianzong.

The expressions of the three were composed, obviously they had expected the words of Xiao Xianjun and Venerable Fang Xiu, and were not surprised.

And the attitudes of the three of them must be the same as Venerable Fang Xiu: Ouyang Shan doesn't want to marry, so change to another one.

The monk of Jiufangzong said at this time: "Jiechen Taoist, Huantian Taoist, Ouyang Shan is a disciple of Qiantianzong, and I am married to my Jiufangzong disciple, our two sects..."

"The people of the He family are the suzerain of Jiufang?" Daoist Huantian didn't even respect Qiantian suzerain, and he was even more arrogant and defiant in front of monks from other sects.

Even if Nine Fang Sect Master personally came to the door to force the marriage, and wanted to help people in Fengming Peak one after another, then the female cultivator would not be able to marry.

Daoist Juechen smiled elegantly and indifferently, although he didn't express his position, there was no need to speak again.

The Jiufangzong cultivator winked at his apprentice.

The He family instantly understood that this marriage would not work.

Although Ouyang Shan was only born in a concubine's room in Ouyang's family, her status as a direct disciple of one of the three Xia sects is far more important than a little daughter of the Ouyang family.

As soon as the He family heard that the female cultivator of the Ouyang family who became the peak master in Qiantianzong could invite even Juechen, Huantian, and even "until death", they made an agreement overnight and thought about this matter. marriage.

Ouyang Lige is good at rhythm, and her combat power is not strong among the Nascent Soul Venerables in the Yantian Realm. The Nascent Soul monks from Jiufang are slightly better than her, so she herself is not to be afraid of.

But she has a very close relationship with several peerless sword cultivators who have been courteous to the entire Yantian Realm.

Being able to marry her apprentice and gain a relationship with Sword Master would be of great benefit to both the He family and the cultivators of Jiufangzong.

It's a pity that the wishful thinking was done well, and things couldn't work out.

What should we do now?

The He family looked at each other and secretly re-discussed.

Master Nine of the He family is a direct disciple of Venerable Yuanying, and his path is open.

If he hadn't married Ouyang Shan to show the sincerity of the He family, there was no need for him to do this marriage.

What the He family needs is Ouyang Shan who can establish relationships with several peerless powers.

Replace Ouyang Shan with the prostitute of the Ouyang family?The He family is at a loss.

But the marriage has already been decided, and they must let He Jiu complete this wedding ceremony that "seven Nascent Soul Venerables will participate" and "Sword Venerable will come to visit" will greatly enhance the reputation of the He family before the few powerful people leave.

The He family discussed for a while, and at this time they could only change one, and the wedding was held first.

After a while, he will find an excuse to make the two of them reconcile.

He Jiu has a bright future, and he has a great opportunity to find another female cultivator with a higher family background. He must not be tied to a female cultivator from Ouyang's family.

In order not to keep the powerful men waiting for a long time, the He family immediately selected the daughter of Patriarch Ouyang.

Completed this engagement that was "fortunately witnessed by several venerables".

As for the wedding ceremony, his disciples couldn't marry Ouyang Shan, not to mention that several great masters of Qiantianzong couldn't stay for too long, even the Venerable Nascent Soul of Jiufangzong didn't want to wait any longer.

In order to allow the venerables to participate, the two families hastily scheduled the ceremony for tomorrow.

Peak Master Fengming didn't want to go to He's house, and he wasn't interested one after another.

The peerless powers are unwilling to condescend to move, and the wedding will be held at the woman's home tomorrow.

The two people who had never met before and who had absolutely no feelings for each other, made a hasty marriage agreement within half an hour, laughing coldly one after another.

After leaving the hall, Ouyang Shanchao thanked several venerables one after another.

One after another, he also thanked his uncle and Daoist Huantian together with her.

His words don't work, senior sister Ouyang doesn't need to marry the He family, it's still the words of my uncle and Daoist Huantian that work.

Fang Xiu didn't even look at Ouyang Shan, and ignored her.

But when he bowed his hands and thanked him one after another, he was suddenly taken aback.

He is naturally happy if he can be satisfied one after another.

But the other party's respectful and distant attitude made him angry and helpless.

Last night, he really wanted to use the strength of alcohol to force him into his hands.

He had this idea more than once.

Even if he will desperately resist one after another, it will only deepen his indulgent enjoyment.

The feelings that can be produced several times, and give up several times.

He didn't want to hate him one after another.

Fang Xiu, a vicious and despicable villain, is willing to be a gentleman for the one he loves deeply.

He had been laughing at him before, looking down on the master who surrendered his status and joined Qiantianzong from the bottom of his heart.

Just for a Taoist companion, the Senluo Sword Sect was downgraded and became a mausoleum peak in the Qiantian Sect.

But now, for the sake of succession, he is about to become a bodhisattva who saves all living beings.

He was pinched in Wuzhi Mountain one after another, without the slightest ability to struggle and resist.

***

Two more Nascent Soul Venerables from the Jiufang Sect came to Ouyang's house. The moonlight lingered, and another grand banquet was held in the Lingtian Pavilion.

The Jiufang cultivator's attitude towards Qian Tianzong and the others was one-third of courteous, but also mixed with a bit of self-comparison and reluctance to admit defeat.

The two made a toast to Juechen Daojun and others, but they still didn't accept it.

Fengming Peak Master, who has a gentle personality, has a somewhat arrogant expression when he treats monks from other sects, let alone the powerful and arrogant sword cultivator.

The daughter of the Ouyang family who was going to marry into the He family tomorrow was also called into the banquet and sat with her future husband-in-law.

After secretly observing her for a few times, she was indifferent, and she must have been unwilling to marry a stranger who had no feelings.

The seven Nascent Soul monks did not exchange greetings for a long time before returning to the table.

One after another, she seemed to feel that there were a few more eyes staring at her.

After a while, Taoist Juechen approached him again, with a gentle and elegant smile on his face, and asked him to drink again.

The other three also made a gesture to come closer, planning to drink his wine in turn like last night.

He rubbed his temples one after another, feeling that his head had started to ache even before he drank the wine.

"What?" Daoist Juechen stroked his hand and massaged his acupuncture points, "Head still hurts?"

Nodding one after another, he really didn't want to drink this wine.

Master was more drunk than him last night, why is he acting like a normal person today.

Junya's phoenix eyes darkened slightly: "Then I won't drink tonight."

Without the fun of pouring wine one after another, several people lost interest.

In fact, Ouyang's family affairs have happened, and he has no interest in watching the wedding banquet one after another, so he already wants to go back to Lingyuan today.

However, Fengming Peak Master, as a member of the Ouyang family, must participate.

What's more, the two families tried their best to invite several powerful people to participate, and said all kinds of good things.The Jiufang cultivator also opened his mouth to invite fellow Taoist Qian Tianzong to come to his apprentice's wedding.

Master didn't even say that he wanted to leave, but he was too ignorant to say that he wanted to leave.

After not sitting for long, he used the hangover last night as an excuse to leave the banquet early and go back to his room to rest.

Taoist Juechen and others left the table together with him, and accompanied him back to the wing.

The sentence "I want to sleep with you for the teacher", scared him into a cold sweat again, and even said "disciple dare not".

The moon and stars are sparse, and insects are singing everywhere.A night of no waves, no waves, no heart and no dreams.

Gradually get used to sleeping lightly with a defensive mind, let alone in such a strange place as Ouyang's house.

On the second day, when the sky was just bright, and the clouds had not yet shone brightly, he woke up early.

After a while, all kinds of hurried noises came from outside the courtyard.

Today is not an auspicious day, the two families forcibly calculated a good day, and when the time came, they began to play, play and sing.

Although the preparations were hasty, the seven Nascent Soul Venerables watched the ceremony, and Ouyang and the He family spread the matter as much as possible.

As soon as the invitation was issued, far more monks came to congratulate them than any previous wedding ceremony of the two families.

I have been staying in Lingyuan Peak one after another. Although I know that the master is a famous and true monarch, I have seen many monks who came from all over the world today, and I have a personal experience of the respect and flattery of the master.

——Not only in Qiantianzong, but also in Yantian Realm, the master is an extremely outstanding figure.

Not only the master, but others also respect the uncle and brother.

He is ashamed of being a master, and he sighed silently.

For Daoist Huantian, who was as famous as Daoist Juechen, everyone respected and feared him at the same time.

Thinking about my usual rude attitude towards them, I gradually felt that I was lucky to be alive.

——It’s all because of Master’s indulgence and pampering of him.

During the dinner, Daoist Juechen suddenly asked with a smile, "Ah Xu, have you ever thought about your marriage ceremony?"

They shook their heads one after another.Never thought about it.

He only intends to stay at Lingyuan Peak forever, and serve his master forever.

If there is a chance to meet someone you like, and the other party is willing to live with him in Lingyuan Peak, they will become Taoist couples.

If the other party is unwilling, then let it go, he does not force marriage.

"Where is Master?"

Whispering softly with a gentle smile: "I am going to hold the most grand and grand wedding ceremony in the Yantian Realm."

Daoist Juechen is not only the master of Lingyuan Peak, but also one of the few in the Yantian Realm who is a half-step god-turning peerless power.With his realm, he is worshiped by thousands of people everywhere.

It is fully capable of holding a grand ceremony through the ages, where the clouds are steaming and the clouds are blooming, the monks are gathered, and the whole hot Tianjin loves to talk about it.

If the master can win the hearts of one person, and the white head will not be separated, the success of this apprentice will be as happy as the other party.

Qingyan's eyes were slightly curved, and she sincerely wished: "I hope that Master will fulfill his wish as soon as possible, and have a peerless couple who will be together forever."

A piercing cold air hit his skin suddenly, sending chills down his spine.

One after another, I felt that my flattery was extremely accurate, and every sentence was from the bottom of my heart, so I shouldn't have said anything wrong.

But why, Master suddenly got angry?

Although the master is still gentle and elegant, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, his expression has not changed.But he could feel that Master seemed very angry.

Daoist Huantian originally sat aside, quietly listening to the conversation between the two of them, but now he couldn't stop laughing wildly.

Fang Xiu was even more delighted, with a gloating look on his face.

Qin Shi also raised the corners of his mouth, beaming with joy.

One after another: "..."

Although he didn't know where he was wrong, but he made Master unhappy, these three people are so happy?

He gritted his teeth and silently recorded the account.

Most of the guests at this wedding came to curry favor with a few peerless powers, and only a few cared about the bride and groom.

They didn't like this wedding banquet one after another, and felt it was ridiculous.

But he still had to sit next to the master, silently watching the monks from all walks of life come forward to meet several Taoist monarchs.

It seems that the people at their table are the protagonists of the wedding ceremony.

It wasn't until the ceremony was over that the guests gradually dispersed and were able to return to their rooms to rest one after another.

It's over here, tomorrow, he will be able to return to Lingyuan Peak with his master.

***

The bells move, the songs are scattered, and the moon is bright and the lights are sparse. (*)

A bloody smell suddenly mixed in the night wind.

Sleep lightly one after another, always alert, wake up instantly.

He felt something was wrong, and quickly got up and put on his clothes, but within a few minutes, there was a sudden commotion outside the courtyard.

He hurriedly went out to see that several fires were burning in Ouyang's house, shrouded in dark clouds, and the flames shot into the sky.

From time to time, trembling voices such as "Kill", "Help", "She's crazy" were mixed in the whistling night wind.

Daoist Juechen appeared beside him in an instant.

Martial Uncle, Senior Martial Brother and Huantian Daojun also appeared at the same time.

"Master," Qing Jue frowned slightly, "What happened?"

Taoist Juechen shook his head, but he didn't know either.

"Go out and have a look." Fang Xiu took the first step and grabbed the thin wrist, "Xiao Qu'er, follow me."

With expressionless faces one after another, they were dragged towards the center of the noise.

Walking to the atrium, a group of monks from the Ouyang family raised their sabers side by side, with expressions of astonishment on their faces, and pointed the saber wall at the figure slowly approaching in the shadow of the dark trees.

Standing on the periphery of the crowd one after another, looking into the shadows.

The bright red embroidered shoes and skirt slowly came out of the shadows, and the day-bright rune light illuminated the whole figure.

A woman is wearing a phoenix coronet and Xiapei, one after another recognizes her, she is tonight's bride.

She was wearing a bright red dress, and the mandarin duck red embroidery was covered with large dark red bloodstains.

Her messy hair fluttered slightly in the wind, and the blood splattered on her pale face made her look like a ghost in hell.

The bright silver knife light flickered in her right hand, while her left hand held a human head - it was her new husband-in-law.

Frightened by this horrifying scene, the monks of the Ouyang family couldn't help taking a few steps back.

The Patriarch of the He family who heard the sound rushed to the atrium at this time, and when he saw the head of his beloved son, his mind went blank and he stood there dumbfounded.

"Fa, what happened?" Ouyang's family members asked each other in panic.

Today is a day of rejoicing for the two of them. Why did she kill her new husband-in-law and kill her own clansmen along the way?

Not only that, she also set fire to Ouyang's house.

The bride laughed lowly a few times, the laughter was eerie and sharp, creepy.

The Patriarch of the He family returned to his senses at this time, and was furious: "What's going on! Tell me!"

The bride still didn't answer, she just raised her knife and laughed, and continued to kill the people she saw in front of her.

The patriarch of the He family was so angry that he drew his sword instantly, intending to avenge his beloved son.

The bride killed many people along the way, and her body was covered with scars.

She is the daughter of the head of the family, and the people of Ouyang's family have scruples and dare not hurt her life.Not so with the He family.

The Patriarch of the He family fought with her for a while, and despite the obstruction of Ouyang's family, he stabbed his sword into her belly.

With her last breath, the bride raised the corners of her mouth and drew out a presumptuous and vicious curse: "None of you will survive."

In an instant, the clouds surged and the wind blew.

Black light flashed in front of his eyes one after another, and the surrounding scenery changed suddenly in an instant.

With green trees and green smoke, fragrant flowers leaning against emerald green, this place seems to be a corner of Ouyang's family courtyard.

Occasionally, the scenery flashes through the light and ghostly shadows, and it is not real at a glance.

here is?

"There is a lot of resentment here. It must be that the female cultivator of the Ouyang family used some kind of spell before she died to trap us here." Daoist Juechen's voice rang in his ears.

After looking around for a week, there were only three people from Shimen and Daojun Huantian beside him.The big group of Ouyang's family just now disappeared.

Fengming Peak Master didn't know where he was either.

Qin Shi seemed to be afraid that his comprehension was low and he would not understand, so he added: "This is similar to the phantom formation you encountered in Shanyong Town before. It can be said to be another form of phantom."

He forced out a smile one after another, falsely expressing the gratitude that he didn't have in his heart, and then looked away.

This is Ouyang's house, is this illusion related to the dead bride?

Subtle human voices came from the hidden gazebo not far ahead.

After walking a few steps following the voice, I saw the speaking phantom.

Sure enough, it was the bride.

Next to her was a figure, whose figure was that of a man. Unfortunately, due to the illusion, his facial features were blurred and his face could not be seen clearly.

The female cultivator nestled in the man's arms, with tears in her eyes, and Li Hua had a sad face: "I have told my father that I don't want to marry into the He family. But he said that the marriage is fixed and cannot be changed."

"Sun Lang, what should we do now?"

This man was her lover, and he was angry but helpless for Ouyang's family's behavior of beating mandarin ducks: "For the benefit of the family, they actually disregarded your lifelong happiness."

He comforted his sweetheart: "Since the Ouyang family is unwilling to change, then I will go to the He family together with you and tell the He family about you and me. They will definitely find someone else."

The female cultivator nodded: "This is the end of the matter, and this is the only way to do it."

She gritted her teeth again, with a resentful look on her face: "Why can Ouyang Shan not marry if she says she won't marry! But I have to marry!"

A phantom flashed in front of his eyes, and in an instant, he changed places with the two of them one after another.

In the guest room of the guest garden, the nun and the man held hands, and told the He family about their private life.

The head of the He family was greatly surprised.

Because they couldn't marry Ouyang Shan, they chose the unmarried eldest daughter of Ouyang's family.

She is the highest-ranking unmarried female cultivator of the Ouyang family.

Unexpectedly, there is already a lover.

Why didn't the Ouyang family talk about such an important matter during the morning discussion!

At that time, Ouyang's family told the truth that they would just change to another one.

Now that the marriage has been decided and the invitations have been sent out, if it is changed again, it will be ridiculous.I'm afraid the time is too late.

The father and son of the He family hurriedly discussed.

"In this way, the two of you will continue to hold the wedding. This marriage is extremely important to the two families. You pretend to pay a visit to the church to deal with the guests who are watching the ceremony. After a while, you two will reconcile and leave."

The Ouyang family and the He family only have an in-law relationship, and this prestige wedding.

Everyone tacitly agreed, although helpless, the female cultivator had no choice but to reluctantly agree to deal with the marriage.

As soon as the female cultivator left, the ninth young master of the He family suddenly changed color.

If he couldn't marry Ouyang Shan, he could only marry a daughter of the Ouyang family who was completely unworthy of his identity, which was a big loss.

This nun has already had a lover.What a shame!

The Patriarch of the He family had no choice but to comfort his son: bear with it, you must complete this wedding ceremony.

It is a once-in-a-thousand-year chance that so many venerables will attend your wedding banquet. With their prestige, your situation in Jiufangzong will be greatly improved in the future.

What trouble is a man without a wife?In the future, when your cultivation base is high, some people will take the initiative to throw themselves into your arms, and you will not be able to marry whatever you want.

After the nun left the guest house, she walked all the way to the backyard garden.I happened to see Fengming Peak Master and several disciples playing the piano and drinking tea in the long pavilion, and Ouyang Shan was among them.

A group of people talked and laughed Yanyan, surrounded by pearls and greenery, and the sky was clear among the flowers, red willows and greenery.

Several female cultivators jokingly said to Ouyang Shan: "If it wasn't for today's incident, we wouldn't know that Senior Sister already has someone she admires."

"Who is that person, senior sister, tell us quickly!"

Ouyang Shan laughed angrily: "How dare you make fun of Senior Sister!"

The corner of Fengming Peak Master's mouth was slightly raised, half regretful half teasing: "Unfortunately, that person's identity is extraordinary, even I can't be a matchmaker for Shan'er."

The female cultivators were shocked, and they became even more curious in an instant: "Which incredible big shot did Senior Sister fall in love with?!"

Ouyang Shan didn't say anything, she was scratched and scratched by a few junior sisters, they played around and laughed endlessly.

The daughter of the Ouyang family stood in the shadow of the stack of lake stones, staring at Ouyang Shan with resentment in her eyes.The face blended in the shadows was blurred, only the malicious hatred in the eyes was clear.

Instantly felt a strong resentment and killing intent from her body.

After the scene was over, the scene changed again.

Red silk hangs high, red candles flicker, and soft gauze hangs beside the luxuriously carved bed.

The bridal chamber was festivities and candles in spring, but there were swords and shadows flying in the room, and there were constant quarrels and curses.

The ninth young master of the He family looked gloomy and walked towards the Ouyang family nun step by step.

The bride stabbed the groom with a sword, anxious and angry, and asked sharply: "Didn't you agree to be a superficial couple just for the wedding?"

The groom sideways avoided, and grasped the slender wrist with claws, snatching the weapon from her hand.

He slapped the bride loudly, his eyes were dark and he cursed in a low voice: "It's so expensive to pretend to be a slut, you really think of yourself as a noble girl."

Then, regardless of the other party's struggle and resistance, he forcibly raped/offended his new wife.

The crimson silk is scattered, misty in a spring breeze.

One after another, expressionless, helpless in the illusion, I listened to the corner erotic palace once.

The clouds rested and the rain stopped, and the remaining flowers fell to the ground.

The groom was sleeping soundly on the couch, and the bride in messy wedding dress raised her cold iron sword again and approached quietly.

With a flash of cold light, it fell straight towards the sleeping beast.

He Jiu, who was lying horizontally on the bed, suddenly woke up and turned sideways to avoid the vital point.

He cursed a few words, and the two scuffled together again.

He Jiuxiu was much higher than the opponent, and he gained the upper hand after a while.

However, his expression suddenly changed, and he looked panicked: "When did you give me the medicine?"

The bride's temples are scattered, and the corners of her eyes are stained with sorrow and anger. The boundless anger makes her look like a resentful banshee in calligraphy and painting, who wants to viciously devour everything she hates in the abyss.

She raised the corners of her mouth grimly, and murmured in an indistinct cold voice: "He's right, you all deserve to die..."

He Jiu suddenly lost strength, she quickly killed the opponent with a sword through the heart, cut off the head, and then staggered out of the house like hysteria, cursing in a low voice, killing everyone she met.

After that, there were scenes seen in the atrium one after another.

This ridiculous marriage ushered in a ridiculous and hopeless ending.

It seems unexpected, but it seems to be expected, and it is not surprising at all.

He frowned one after another, thought for a moment and asked, "Do you feel a little strange?"

The virtual image in the illusion was silent, no one answered, and there was an eerie silence all around.

Looking left and right one after another, the master and the others were all standing beside him, with strange trance-like expressions.

what happened?

He whispered in doubt: "Master?"

"..." Daoist Juechen's voice was somewhat unnaturally cold, "What's so strange?"

"The afterimage we saw just now is the whole story of the incident?"

For some reason, there was an unspeakable violation, as if something was missing.

After the bride was humiliated, her mind was half lost due to grief and anger, and she became resentful and crazy, and her cultivation base also skyrocketed.But it always feels a little awkward.

Taoist Juechen didn't answer, and his usual noble and elegant smile disappeared at this time.There is a trace of domineering coldness hidden in Lili's phoenix eyes.

"Maybe something else happened in the middle." Fang Xiu squatted down unnaturally, his ears flushed.

He didn't care about this tragic marriage, and replied indifferently: "Whatever, people are dead."

He looked at successively with strange eyes again: "Xiao Qu'er, don't you have any other...reactions?"

The sudden actions made one after another inexplicable.

What should be the reaction?

The author has something to say:

*Siyue people Zifu Dongfeng blows the night

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Misunderstanding Little Theater

1.

One after another: I am a soft-spoken person, and what I say doesn't work.

Everyone: Your words are more effective than anything else.

2.

One after another: I know Master NB, but I don't know such NB.

Master: There is still something you don’t know, do you want to see it?

One after another is indeed the kind of 2333 that has never seen the world.

A bit underestimating the strength of the master and the others, so I kept thinking, what should I do if Lingyuan Peak is fighting with other places, and the apprentices picked up halfway can't cause trouble for the master.

Shizun Ba is always strong and invincible, no one is worthless!

3.

One after another: Why are everyone's reactions so strange?

Everyone: I watched a erotic play, and the person who wanted to make a sauce was right next to me. It's not normal if I don't respond.