Chapter 1

　　Ji knows no boundaries woke up, my mind was like a needle-like pain, but he was relieved.

　　Because he knew that he felt this way, it proved that the backup method he left was effective.

　　Damn Helianjing! He Lianjing was the first to think that he had been able to force himself to be like this for thousands of years since he ascended to the Profound Realm.

　　Thinking of this, Ji Wuya's expression was gloomy.

　　Since he woke up, the pain that arose from the limbs has not stopped, until the pain gradually subsided. Ji Wuya indifferently raised his hand to wipe off the cold sweat on his forehead. He had expected this pain a long time ago, and it was nothing.

　　Ji Wuya tilted his head to look at the surrounding environment, and found that he was lying in a bedroom with exquisitely embroidered screens between the bed and the table, and the surrounding vases and jade ornaments were all exquisite, and a lot of eye-catching. The objects still carry a touch of aura, and some of them are carved with lines of concentration and peace of mind.

　　Can there be so many artifacts that contain spiritual energy in a bedroom, is there a family of cultivation? However, this room seems a bit too festive.

　　The big red veil hanging on the bed is dazzling, making people cast a hazy crimson color, and there are red double happiness on the edge of the window, which looks like a happy room.

　　Ji Wuya glanced at the sky light that penetrated through the window lattice again. The sky was still very dim. Forget it, it should be just after the ugly time.

　　He rubbed his forehead, and sat up from the bed with a lot of energy, and was able to barely stand up until he stabilized his body.

　　The self-exploding Yuandan tore the space barrier, the soul forcibly entered the lower immortal realm, and then completed the remnant soul in this body and sent it into reincarnation. For him who is now dragged down by this body, it is already an accident that he can stand up. Happy.

　　The figure reflected in the mirror was very clear, and his complexion was pale and bloodless. Even if there was another person in his body, he couldn't hide the sickness from the inside out.

　　A red thread came through the neckline and passed through the jade. A white shirt was worn loosely on the body. Long-term lack of sunlight and congenital infirmity made this body stand up, and the slender limbs can be broken.

　　The appearance of this body was no longer similar to the original appearance, and Ji Wuya sneered at the corners of his lips.

　　Fortunately, in this way, those who made him want to use this method must have never thought that he was not dead yet.

　　No one can tell that he was robbed of the house, but to speak of it, he was robbed of himself.

　　Seizing others is a common method used by people in Demon Dao. As the Demon Venerable Ascendant, he would naturally use it. It’s just a matter of seizing her home. The final calamity will be several times heavier than that of ordinary immortal monks. A little carelessness is Soul flies away.

　　Three thousand years ago, he ascended to the Upper Profound Realm. When he first entered the Void Realm, he divided a small part of the weak spirits and threw them into the lower realm. The strands of spirits reincarnated in the lower realm for thousands of years, and this life was only merged by him.

　　It was just a random move, but I didn't expect to save myself once.

　　That strand of spirits grows in constant reincarnation, but it is a pity that it is only a trivial strand of spirits that he has separated out. Even in the Lower Immortal Realm for thousands of years of reincarnation, every life will be weak and sickly.

　　"Mo Changfeng, you and the deity are clear." Looking at the face in the mirror, Ji Wuya chuckled, coughing violently as soon as he spoke.

　　He didn't know what happened to his soul for thousands of years, but there was another half of the remnant soul attached to his soul.

　　This can also be regarded as a solution to his confusion, the lack of soul is obviously a foolish naughty child, rather than this kind of congenital weakness caused by the disintegration of soul.

　　Ji Wuya took a lot of effort to separate the two. How could he be the owner of the other half of this body, he had to crush the remnant soul without being so stingy.

　　He even generously gave a part of pure soul power, so that at least Mo Changfeng won't have to be an idiot in his next life.

　　"This body is really incomparable to one in ten thousand in the previous life." He looked down at his palm and sneered, the veins and veins on the back of the hand were faintly visible against the plain white complexion.

　　The face of the person in the mirror showed a sickly thin red because of the violent cough just now.

　　How could a body bear two remnant souls, one of which was still the soul of a cultivator in the Void Realm?

　　"It's a good thing." He raised his hand to hold the jade pendant around his neck, and pulled it off directly.

　　"This jade has a heart, but unfortunately it's almost useless."

　　Mo Changfeng's body will be exhausted and die in at most two days. The original spirits that were glued together were too weak to exist in this world. Now he is replaced. It will live longer.

　　Throwing the crescent-shaped jade pendant on the table at will, Ji Wuya closed his eyes and flipped the book as if he had read the life of Mo Changfeng.

　　His spirit is powerful, but he completed it in a flash.

　　His enemy is in the Upper Profound Realm, and it is a fantasy to take revenge on his current situation, and this matter is not anxious.

　　The former Daoqi Fallen Demon had rushed through all kinds of difficulties and dangers. Sooner or later, he would fight back to the Upper Profound Realm again.

　　The most important thing right now is to condition this body first, and to solve the somewhat tricky situation in front of him, Ji Wuya thought calmly.

　　Fusion of spirits is a risky thing. Before the fusion, Ji Wuya had imagined several possibilities, but none of them was possible. He had just merged with spirits and was faced with marrying a wife and worshiping in the bridal chamber.

　　The name of this body is Mo Changfeng, the eldest son of the Mo family in Qingfeng City, and she has ordered a baby kiss with the Chu family, who is also a family of cultivation.

　　A month ago, his physical condition deteriorated rapidly, leading to the marriage date which should have been half a year earlier...today.

　　No wonder that when he woke up, he found that the decoration of the room was so festive. Ji Wuya looked at the red happy clothes hanging on the hanger beside him.

　　Mo Changfeng once refused on the grounds that his body was ruined, but the Chu family was so obsessed with him, she tried to marry him even if she would be a widow in the future.

　　This made Ji Wuya, who was not favored by female cultivators in the Upper Profound Realm, and had lived for five thousand years without a caring person by his side, was in a complicated mood. This soul reincarnated was good luck.

　　"Luck is better than me..." Ji Wuya didn't finish speaking, but felt a pang of pain in his heart that made him unable to support his body, and the whole portrait fell backward.

　　The body slammed on the screen behind him, and the object fell on the floor with the ping-pong-pong sound that alarmed the people outside.

　　Someone hurriedly pushed the door in, rushed to his side and shouted, "Come on, the young master fainted."

　　It's just that Ji Wuya couldn't hear it anymore at this time, his soul roll retracted into a crystal jade bead that was no longer the size of a thumb in his heart, and he didn't react to the outside world.

　　...

　　"Master, are you awake? Do you feel better."

　　Ji Wuya squinted and saw a man next to him asking eagerly. The figures under the candlelight had passed out before, but now it seems that someone has fainted. I saved it by myself.

　　He quickly understood his condition, and the big red veil next to him made Ji Wuya familiar with him. He was probably lying on the bed now.

　　"Help me up." There was a feeble voice when he opened his mouth.

　　"Master, be careful." The person who helped him up was the little servant who had been waiting for Mo Changfeng to be safe.

　　Ping An was arranged by Mo Changfeng's mother, and even this name hopes that Mo Changfeng's life will be safe and sound.

　　-Poor parents in the world.

　　Thinking of this, Ji Wuya sat up with strength.

　　Immediately, I felt weakness in my limbs and pain everywhere on my body. This was when I hit the corner of the table when I fell on the ground, or when I was unconscious, I was beaten.

　　With thousands of years of temperament, Ji Wuya was able to remain calm at this time, but the moment he sat up, he saw the candles burning on the table... and the correct sitting at the table, the wearer's phoenix crown. A slim figure covered in red yarn.

　　"When is it?"

　　"Just three quarters when you are just you."

　　Hearing that Shichen Ji Wuya's mood fluctuated for a while, he was only ugly before fainting, and it was three quarters when he woke up.

　　In the new house, the dragon and phoenix candles were lit, and the candles swayed to illuminate the plates of dried fruit and other objects with beautiful meanings. Could it be that the heaven and the earth have already been worshipped.

　　"She..."

　　"Master, you fainted in the morning, and the master asked us to help you and your wife to worship heaven and earth." Ping An is a clever one. He said everything he wanted to know when he heard him.

　　Hearing this, Ji Wuya's face was ashamed, and it was not too late to refuse marriage. Once married...

　　Whether it is the Lower Immortal Realm or the Upper Profound Realm, as long as one of the spouses is a husband and wife, the marriage needs to be told to the world and the other side of the world. It is the only partner in this life, the marriage contract of the couple.

　　The marriage deed is ready for the Taoist couple.

　　All things are prosperous, and all things are lost.

　　If there is betrayal, the soul will die.

　　Thinking of the seriousness of the marriage contract, Ji Wuya was like a throat, and he couldn't say a word of "jerk".

　　Fortunately, Mo Changfeng's face was originally ugly, and Ping An had been talking with his head down, and he didn't realize that his young master didn't look like a wife at the moment, but as if his wife had just died.

　　Ping An originally wanted to stay and take care of him, but of course he couldn't disturb the young master's bridal chamber when he woke up, he knew what he should do after hesitating.

　　"Master, Ping An will not bother you to talk to your wife." Ping An blessed Fushen, slowly stepped back, and whispered as he passed by his wife.

　　"Madam, you can scream for anything at any time, there are always people waiting outside."

　　Ji Wuya didn't avoid this, he heard it too.

　　He couldn't see the face under the bride's red hijab, but he heard the voice that was like a yellow eagle coming out of the valley but with a somewhat calm voice, and he hummed softly.

　　As soon as he left safely, the new house suddenly became quiet.

　　Ji Wuya was a little unwilling to face the reality, but found it too ridiculous.

　　I haven't found a Taoist companion for thousands of years, but now I do.

　　He thought about Mo Changfeng's low cultivation base, maybe the Chu family would not agree to the marriage contract. He lowered his head and glanced at his left wrist, gathered the weak spiritual power in his body, and swiped the two fingers of his right hand together.

　　Suddenly a red thread entangled on the empty wrist. The red thread fell extremely long on the scarlet wedding dress, fell to the ground and meandered towards the other person in the room.

Chapter 2,

　　that was a doomed fate of Heaven, Ji infinite mind can not help but should laugh, red line on the wrist has a message, but do not prevent him saw the red thread in the who is who.

　　It was a mistake to get to this point. The Mo Changfeng who was supposed to have a bond with Miss Chu Family didn't exist at all, or that there were only half of them standing here now.

　　The other half has allowed him to fill up his soul and re-enter the cycle of reincarnation.

　　Sitting in this way for one night is not enough, Ji Wuya is not very responsible, saying a thousand and ten thousand reasons, can not obliterate the contract between the two of them.

　　After all, he is the one who worships with the other party today-even if it is the one held by someone to worship.

　　The woman on the opposite side was indeed the one who was marrying Ji Wuya, the matchmaker, who worshipped heaven and earth nine times and reported to the Taoist couple, there is no way for the red thread to implicate the soul.

　　Ji Wuya decided to finish the rest of the work first, and walked into the bridal chamber. He couldn't leave a woman in the cold.

　　Since Li Cheng, then treat the other party as a Taoist couple for the time being, who makes him unable to dissolve the marriage contract at all, maybe he can try to cultivate his feelings.

　　Dao Lu is a girl, so he has already picked it up. It is better than being a good brother by a female nun in the Upper Profound Realm and a dream lover by a male nun.

　　——The last point is the most important reason for Ji Wuya's compromise.

　　He has never been a relative, but he has also helped a couple of friends to organize, and even drank a lot of wedding banquets. The solution should be to lift the hijab and drink the wine.

　　Ji Wuya stood up and walked over, the spiritual power flowing throughout his body made him less uncomfortable, and he could not faint embarrassingly in front of the future Taoist companion.

　　He noticed that after he approached, the bride's hands on her knees grabbed the skirt of the skirt, looking a little nervous.

　　In fact, Ji Wuya also had some in his heart. After four thousand years of life, he was also the first time to pick up the red yarn covering the face of the Taoist couple.

　　Stir up the red yarn, and the light yarn falls to the ground.

　　What caught the eye was a face that was elegant, graceful, and extremely beautiful. Ji Wuya curled up his lips and smiled like Mo Changfeng's past.

　　"Xiao You is so beautiful today."

　　Ji Wuya called the name Mo Changfeng remembered. He didn't want to let people discover his identity so quickly.

　　However, if there is a chance, it is better to tell the woman in front of him, Ji Wuya has no habit of using someone else's identity.

　　The eldest lady of the Chu family is named Tian You, and she grew up with Mo Changfeng's childhood sweetheart. She is eighteen this year.

　　Chu Tianyou's figure was shorter than Mo Changfeng, and he was sitting again, so at this time, he could only look up at him slightly, and he was nervous for a while before calling his name.

　　"Brother Changfeng."

　　Although I don't know why Chu Tianyou tonight is not as lively and playful in memory, it is normal to think that the bride on the wedding night is shyer than before.

　　There was a slight pause in the words, which was understood by Ji Wuya as shy...If the people in front of him knew that he thought so, they would be so angry that their ears would be red.

　　"Drink Hexi Wine and rest. Let's be tired for a day today."

　　Mo Changfeng has a gentle and uncontested personality, and he treats Chu Tianyou with care and care, which is completely the opposite of Ji Wuya.

　　But Ji Wuya played Mo Changfeng handily, it seemed that in the long memory, he was also weak and deceiving before he was demonized.

　　I think Shenhun reincarnated with some of his shadow.

　　When he heard him say something to rest, "Chu Tianyou" became even more nervous and his expression froze.

　　As the first seat of the Heavenly Dao Sword Sect Wangchen Peak, contemporary Daoist, and leader of the Lower Immortal Realm, he is a monk who is most capable of ascending to the Upper Profound Realm.

　　Chu Tianyou never thought that one day he would marry someone. If someone dared to say that he would be linked to the word "married person" before today, he would definitely be denounced as absurd!

　　But the fact is that he is really married, and the other party is still a man who will not live long. Even the worship hall is a man who is supported by people and makes no sound when he falls to the ground.

　　Chu Tianyou has been calm since he cultivated Taoism, and finally there are ups and downs.

　　Originally, he was in retreat in the cave mansion, and his soul came out of his body to understand the world, and suddenly saw a space crack appear beside him. How could a monk of his distraction stage stop this.

　　The divine soul was torn by the power of space, and when he woke up again, the divine soul had entered the woman's body inexplicably.

　　Chu Tianyou and Chu Tianyou are only one word from his name.

　　At that time, the bride Chu Tianyou was sitting on the sedan chair, playing outside so that it was not lively, and his soul was damaged, he could only be supported by someone to worship the world, and he didn't even have the strength to speak.

　　Compared to Ji Wuya who was unconscious and unconscious, Chu Tianyou was a little bit more unlucky. He was helpless but could not stop him, willingly (forced) to sign the marriage deed.

　　Although he knew that it was not right to think so, Chu Tianyou couldn't help but think that the sick man in front of him is his "husband", and maybe he will die soon.

　　As long as it is not forcibly released by external forces, and one party dies, the marriage contract will naturally be unlocked.

　　No one knows that the Daozi of the Heavenly Dao Sword Sect is a glorious, lonely and arrogant person who has been forced to have this kind of thought, which shows that he is really the husband who really doesn't want to see in front of him.

　　When Mo Changfeng walked towards him, Chu Tianyou couldn't help but want to do it. It was not his habit to wait for death.

　　Fortunately, Mo Changfeng didn't do anything. He just lifted his hijab and wanted to have a drink with him.

　　Chu Tianyou knows that he is almost the same as Seizing Shelter now, and that his soul-damaged cultivation base is only at the level of "Chu Tianyou."

　　The phrase "Brother Changfeng" was found in Chu Tianyou's few memories, and the situation just now could only be called an emergency.

　　Embarrassed, embarrassed and hard to speak, definitely don't think of him calling it a second time.

　　Just when Chu Tianyou was in a trance, Mo Changfeng's voice came from the top of his head again, and at the same time a white jade cup containing wine was placed in his hand.

　　"Xiao You, what are you in a daze?"

　　Ji Wuya poured the wine and saw that the other person was in a daze. He put the wine glass in her hand with a gentle smile on his face.

　　"I heard people say that it will last a long time after drinking a cup of wine." It was heard, but Ji Wuya heard only the flower demon said.

　　Sword Sect of Heaven is subordinate to Dao Sect. There are many laws in Dao Sect. As a Taoist, Chu Tianyou has to abide by the law more than others.

　　It's just that right now, this handover of wine can't be avoided no matter what, Chu Tianyou stood up, lowered his eyebrows, and drank it with Mo Changfeng's arm.

　　To be patient and unable to draw the sword, Chu Tianyou forced himself not to look at the long sword on the dowry's clothes.

　　The bride chased her husband that night in the bridal chamber. This kind of thing is too horrible and will definitely be suspected.

　　What's more, what Chu Tianyou had heard was that this marriage was made by Chu Tianyou.

　　Ji Wuya put down the cup, looked at the woman who was dyed thin red in front of him, took the man's hand and brought it to the bed.

　　"It's late at night, let's go to bed."

　　He didn't plan to do anything, but simply wanted to sleep. As far as his current body is concerned, even if he wants to do anything, he is still powerless.

　　Chu Tianyou, who was almost surprised by such a move, slapped him into the air with a palm.

　　Chu Tianyou doesn't like being close to others, let alone pulling and pulling, but now he has no other choice but to be patient.

　　If he dared to do anything, he would directly stun him, Chu Tianyou was dragged forward by him, thinking blankly in his heart.

　　Ji Wuya turned his back to Chu Tianyou, obviously he was pulling the person away, but after only a few steps, his feet shook a little.

　　Dangerous and dangerous, I sat on the bed before falling down.

　　"Don't try to be strong." Chu Tianyou softened his voice so as not to be seen differently.

　　He took his hand out, put Mo Changfeng's shoulder on Mo Changfeng's shoulder pretending to be concerned, and then retracted it. The feeling of holding hands with others is really terrible.

　　Ji Wuya smiled and nodded. Before he could say anything, he fainted again and hit the bed with a thump.

　　Seeing people dizzy, the smile on Chu Tianyou's face disappeared, and a trace of astonishment passed through the mountains in his eyes. After a moment, he said, "...too weak." It

　　was Chu Tianyou's appearance, but his expression was indifferent.

　　"That's good, save trouble."

　　Mo Changfeng fainted, and he didn't need to do anything.

　　Chu Tianyou, who was about to leave, hesitated for a moment, and reached out his hand to straighten the person on the bed. With his current identity, he couldn't see the other person leaning upside down.

　　Taking a look at his clothes and the weighty golden hair accessories on his head, Chu Tianyou wanted to sigh.

　　Chu Tianyou sat down on the vanity mirror expressionlessly, carefully pulled off the hairpin and opened the updo, thinking about what to do afterwards.

　　Finally determined the next direction.

　　Stay here for the time being and think of a way to repair the damaged soul. If possible, it is best to find the reason why "Chu Tianyou" disappeared, and find the righteous master of the body.

　　If not, then find a suitable opportunity to get away and go to the Heavenly Sword Sect to search for news or seek help.

　　Wangchen Peak’s first year-round retreat, he rarely left the cave on weekdays, and confiscated his apprentices, and didn’t communicate with the peak disciples...Although he didn’t want to think about it, Chu Tianyou thought about his habit of staying simple in the past and was really worried. No one will find out that something has happened.

　　And he had no doubt that even if he found out that something was wrong, Zongmen would definitely conceal the news to prevent the news from spreading.

　　"It's just...this way, wouldn't you have to be a woman all the time?" Chu Tianyou's face turned blue, and the woman in the mirror muttered in shock.

　　Taking a deep breath, there is no other way but to endure it.

　　It's just...it's nothing more than being a girl, it's nothing, aren't so many women in the world doing well.

　　early morning.

　　Ji Wuya woke up, checked his body for the first time, and after confirming that the fainting last night was commonplace for this body, he breathed a sigh of relief.

　　The root cause of Mo Changfeng's congenital weakness was that his soul was weak. Now that this problem has been resolved, his body will naturally get better in the future.

　　At a glance, Ji Wuya saw the girl sitting at the table with her hands supporting her forehead and her eyes closed. The dragon and phoenix candles on the girl's elbows were nothing but wax tears left after burning.

Chapter 3

　　This scene so discipline is long felt a little strange, how Chutian leisurely sit at the table to sleep?

　　It's not that he really wants to share the bed with each other... After all, even he himself is not sure, lying on the same bed with a stranger, will he kill someone by mistake when he is not awake.

　　Given Chu Tianyou's feelings for Mo Changfeng, is it normal not to sleep in bed? Without doubting for too long, Ji Wuya saw Chu Tianyou's eyelashes move, and fell on him with some sleepy eyes.

　　"Xiao You, why don't you go to bed and rest? What if you catch a cold?" When the girl looked over, Ji Wuya had a smile on his face, with some caring blame.

　　Chu Tianyou doesn't like contact with others, which doesn't mean that he can't tell whether other people's concerns are true or false. Mo Changfeng's concern for Chu Tianyou comes from his sincerity, but he is not "she".

　　I wanted to sleep for a while last night, but I didn't expect to really fall asleep. Originally, this body was not as good as his own, and because his soul was damaged, he would want to fall asleep for repairs, and he was too careless.

　　"You fainted last night, so I can sit and take care of you." Chu Tianyou frowned slightly. It was too difficult for him to pretend to be someone else, especially a charming girl.

　　What's more important is that he doesn't remember well, and he can't infer what Chu Tianyou usually looks like. It's even very possible... even people don't recognize it.

　　The memories of Chu Tianyou left in his body, except for yesterday's courtship and marriage, are Mo Changfeng, the husband, and the rest of the scattered memories made him have a headache.

　　Although Chu Tianyou's reason was reasonable, Ji Wuya still felt something was wrong.

　　"Don't do this next time."

　　He put his doubts to the bottom of his heart, nothing more, because of the little girl's care last night, no matter what it is, let's not ask for the time being.

　　In the eyes of Ji Wuya, who has lived for thousands of years, the eighteen-year-old Chu Tianyou is not just a little girl.

　　Ji Wuya lifted the quilt, and he was wearing the same suit that he had married yesterday. He looked at Chu Tianyou and found that it was the same.

　　"Xiao You, first ask someone to come in and take care of him, and later we will go to see his father." Ji Wuya pretended to be Mo Changfeng, and sooner or later he was going to see Mo Changfeng's father.

　　And acting has to be in the act, otherwise no one will be fooled. It's just a scream of "father", which is nothing to Ji Wuya who doesn't care about this.

　　"Okay." Chu Tianyou replied without changing his face, completely unable to see that he was actually touched by this matter in his heart.

　　It is normal for Miss Qianjin’s "Chu Tianyou" to wait and groom, but for Chu Tianyou, who has always kept others away, it is no less than putting a sword across his neck to let him be killed.

　　Ji Wuya yelled to the door, and safely brought in the maid's young man, carrying various toilet utensils in his hand.

　　The newlyweds wash each other through the screen. Ji Wuya is used to enjoying. As the devil's side, he has never been short of waiters. In addition, this body is now a life for people to serve, and it is the easiest thing for him to stand for people to serve.

　　…Inner, middle, inner shirt, outer robe, belt, and finally put on a light gauze outer lining.

　　Basically, the people who served him grew up with Mo Changfeng since he was a child.

　　Ji Wuya looked at himself in the full-length mirror, barely satisfied with his current appearance.

　　Dressed in a snow-white long-sleeved gown with elegant bamboo leaves embroidered on the placket, the outer robe is covered with a silver-gray lining as thin as a cicada's wings, embroidered with a golden jade girdle, and the white boots are embroidered with auspicious clouds and dragons with silver silk.

　　Although Mo Changfeng is not as good as his original appearance, he is still a handsome man with a yushu and abundance of wind.

　　Coupled with his improvement, his complexion is much better than when he woke up yesterday.

　　With his complex robe lining his body, he is like learning from each other, with the gentle smile on the corners of his lips, he can also be called "a gentleman like jade" in the eyes of others.

　　It's just that the cultivating family in the Lower Immortal Realm has really remained unchanged for thousands of years, and the rules are still so many. Ji Wuya's long body is standing in it, and the person who serves him is allowed to wear a jade that fits his identity.

　　Then sit down and close your eyes and let them pull the hair for him. The golden hosta is so luxurious.

　　Mo Changfeng is usually in the room with bad health, so he dresses more casually.

　　But today is different. On the first day of marriage, I will serve tea to my parents, meet the elders of the family, and then enter the ancestral hall to register the name of the bride... I have to wear the entire set of costumes to go out.

　　Compared to Ji Wuya, who is leisurely and contented and has time to appreciate his appearance and clothes, and judges the stereotypes of the family, the "Young Lady" on the other side is a little unbearable.

　　Chu Tianyou took a step back without a trace, trying to stay away from the girls around him.

　　"Chu Tianyou"'s personal maid, Lan Qing, was looking at the jewelry while she said to him.

　　"Miss, that's not right, now I'm going to call your young wife."

　　"Which set of head and face jewelry you are going to wear today? Is this set of golden wings flying well?" Lan Qing turned around with a brocade box in his hand. Open it in front of him.

　　Inside the red brocade box were a few pearls and jade hairpins. Chu Tianyou's face became cold, and he pursed his lips and gave an unsentimental hmm, and then stopped looking.

　　His dignified man, one day he wanted a hairpin to wear a hairpin, and he took a deep breath in his heart, and Chu Tianyou turned around and saw nothing.

　　"Madam, here." A little maid next to him waited on him to wash his face and rinse his mouth, and handed him a towel.

　　At this time, the other two maids were pulling out neatly folded women's dresses from the closet of Chu Tianyou's dowry and shaking them apart, asking him for his opinion.

　　Chu Tianyou didn't care about such trivial matters at all, but obviously he couldn't avoid it, and could only do the same as when he answered Lan Qing earlier.

　　A "um" answer.

　　Lan Qing still didn't know that her lady had changed people, but felt that the lady this morning was a bit silent, not as easy to talk as she used to be, could it be because of her marriage.

　　"You guys don't hurry up to wait on the young lady to change clothes," Lan Qing said, pointing at the little maids with arms akimbo.

　　"Yes."

　　Chu Tianyou looked at the two little maids who walked toward him, his hands covered by the sleeves clenched subconsciously, and he forcibly resisted not backing away.

　　Calm and calm, it's no big deal, just close your eyes and let them go.

　　God knows that since Chu Tianyou knows how to dress, he hasn't done anything about dressing, so he can't bear it anymore.

　　Chu Tianyou reminded himself that the overall situation is important, turning around and opening his hands smoothly, closing his eyes so as not to see what he shouldn't.

　　"Let's change clothes."

　　Even if the soul is damaged, there is no one in ten, but the close breath of others can still be clearly felt. In addition, her hands are moving on him.

　　The belt was untied, the belt was torn loose, the heavy wedding skirt was taken off, and finally the middle and inner clothes were not let go.

　　The woman's close-fitting clothes were taken off, and the feeling that her skin was exposed to the air made Chu Tianyou couldn't help feeling that her scalp was numb, but she could only freeze in place and let them change his clothes. .

　　Chu Tianyou felt the people around him step back, confirmed that his clothes were neatly dressed and opened his eyes. Before saying anything, he was pressed by Lan Qing and sat down in front of the dressing table.

　　"The young lady with the pleated skirt lining with gold and smoke has a very good complexion. I will comb the lady in a bun, and promise that the young master will look at it later." Lan Qing said playfully, his subordinates. He took a comb and combed the hair that fell behind his back.

　　It was originally uncomfortable for people to get close, but now the hair is being held by others, Chu Tianyou lowered his eyes to reduce the impatience and resistance in his eyes, and whispered in Chu Tianyou's usual tone.

　　"Don't let Brother Changfeng wait for a long time, hurry up."

　　Between "Brother Changfeng" and "Husband", he decisively chose the former, and the latter was even more difficult for him to say than the former.

　　It's ridiculous how you can call another man's husband as a man.

　　"It won't be a waste of time, please don't worry, Madam." Lan Qing smiled and accelerated the movements of his subordinates, and quickly finished a bun, and then inserted the golden hairpin in the brocade box.

　　The golden hairpin is like a butterfly with its wings spreading out, underneath it is decorated with lustrous, watery and transparent jade beads. The earrings are a pair of butterfly wings decorated with rubies, shaking on the side of the neck with the movements of the owner.

　　The ruby rose red color interacts with the white neck, and the face is slightly sprayed with powder and silk, and the soft blue silk shawl hangs down. Compared with the girl-like Chu Tianyou, it adds a bit of charm and temptation to a wife.

　　Seeing that he didn't let his servant support him, Ji Wuya walked out from behind the screen, standing in front of him, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and praised without hesitation.

　　"This dress is very suitable for Xiao You."

　　Ji Wuya has been a demon for thousands of years. He has seen beautiful men and women, as many as the crucian carp in the river, and Chu Tianyou in front of him is not the most beautiful one.

　　But I don't know if it is because the other party is his own Taoist mentality. Looking at Chu Tianyou in front of him, he always unconsciously wants to praise.

　　It's just that there seems to be a big difference between Chu Tianyou and the girl whose memory will haunt her and act like a baby.

　　In the past, the girl’s phoenix eyes always resembled the bright spring light, looking at "self" has always been filled with three-month peaches, plums and a pond of spring water.

　　At this time, those phoenix eyes had no such emotions, and only the dignified frost that could not be seen thousands of miles away remained in the eyes, like the eternal and unmeltable profound ice beneath the extreme north ice.

　　How could a person's temperament become completely different in two days? If Ji Wuya was just wondering yesterday, today he can be sure that the person in front of him is not "Chu Tianyou."

　　Chu Tianyou is a young lady brought up by a great family. She has a gentle and demure personality, and Lan Xinhui's innocent and innocent nature. It is absolutely impossible for him to look like this.

　　It’s not that he was so unlucky that he was reborn by seizing the house, and even the Taoist priest was not the original one, right? But no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like the magic cultivation that can take the house, but the rigid Taoism cultivation.

　　This possibility caused Ji Wuya's brows to jump unconsciously, but he didn't know if it was because the Taoist couple was the one who seized the house, or whether the act of taking the house might be due to the Taoist cultivation.

　　It only took a moment for this idea to come up in his mind. In reality, Ji Wuya still followed his previous thoughts, and smiled gently and stretched out his hand at the woman who had seized the "Chu Tianyou" in front of him.

　　"Let's go, his father such a long time."

Chapter 4

　　to Chutian Yau like to Mo winds, the winds will not refuse Mo outstretched hand. The situation is stronger than that of people, and I have to bow my head, talking about the situation that Chu Tianyou is facing now.

　　Not knowing that his acting skills were clumsy, and Chu Daozi, who had been seen through, struggled in his heart, and put out his hand with a sullen face.

　　The people lowered their heads respectfully. They couldn't see the interaction between the two. They only listened to the voice and regarded their young master and young wife very affectionately.

　　Compared to Chu Tianyou, Ji Wuya found that he seemed to be more interested in the lady in front of him, or that the temperament of the person in front of him had more appetite for him.

　　"Madam, let's go." He held Chu Tianyou's stretched hand, his palms pressed against each other with a smile, and he led the people out of the house.

　　Called his wife abruptly, Chu Tianyou staggered, his body unbalanced and fell straight forward.

　　"Be careful." Ji Wuya grinned in his heart, with a serious face, stretched out his hand to pull the person in his direction, and hugged him directly.

　　Chu Tianyou has never been so embarrassed. At this time, not only was he wrapped around his waist, he subconsciously pulled Mo Changfeng’s sleeves in order to balance his body. The whole person looked like he was snuggling in Mo Changfeng’s arms. Same.

　　"Why suddenly changed your mouth?" Chu Tianyou looked up at Mo Changfeng, unable to learn how to anger in his memory, and his cold words seemed more like questioning.

　　Obviously, he couldn't bear it anymore.

　　"Xiao You has become my wife. Of course she has to change her words as her husband. Don't the poisonous people like it?" Ji Wuya looked at the changeable expression in his arms, holding back a laugh, lest the other party become angry.

　　"Didn't Xiao You say that he would marry Brother Changfeng and be Brother Changfeng's wife?" He said that on purpose, but he didn't say nonsense. Chu Tianyou did say something similar to Mo Changfeng.

　　That's not what he said! Chu Tianyou retorted without even thinking about it, and because of his identity, he couldn't even show his anger.

　　Ji Wuya's hand that was holding Chu Tianyou's waist was quickly put down, the other side's unpleasant touch was too obvious, he didn't want to tease "Madam" too much.

　　Mo Changfeng called Chu Tianyou "Xiao You." He was not Mo Changfeng, and Chu Tianyou who was opposite was not himself. Since Ji Wuya is so, why bother to call him that way.

　　The name Madam is good, and you know who it is.

　　The older single Demon Lord has lived for thousands of years, and he has never even had a concubine, and this one in front of him has become the only wife he is currently marrying.

　　It's just that the opponent's character is so different from the original Chu Tianyou, even if you want to pretend, you can see through it at a glance, I'm afraid you have to help cover it up.

　　Wuya thought about this, but never thought of identifying the other party. After all, he still knows too little about his wife. Although he does not appear to be a cunning, insidious, scheming magic repair, he still has to Defend.

　　There is a marriage contract between the two of them, and there is no way to hurt each other, which is very beneficial to Ji Wuya.

　　Now in terms of cultivation base, Mo Changfeng was exhausted by his body to cultivate the seventh level of Qi, but this was still piled up by spiritual things and elixir, not much better than the rootless duckweed in the sky.

　　Those who can use the power of the house must be the monks above the Nascent Soul stage. Chu Tianyou has already built the foundation a few months ago, and he really wants to start. Without using the power of the soul, he has basically no chance of winning.

　　Ji Wuya was very restrained all the way, if he was still the Chu Tianyou who admired Mo Changfeng next to him, he might have said more in order not to reveal his identity.

　　It's a pity that it's not anymore. The person next to him probably didn't want to say a word to him.

　　Ji Wuya and Chu Tianyou walked in front, followed by Ping An and Lan Qing. The new wife went to the front hall to meet her parents and the elders of the clan on the first day after entering the door.

　　As a cultivating family that has been rooted in Yunjiang City for many years, the Mo family's residence occupies a huge area. It only takes a full walk from Tinghexuan where Ji Wuya lives to the front hall.

　　During the period, we can see that the winding corridors are scattered and scattered, and there are exquisitely carved pavilions and pavilions with eaves and arches everywhere.

　　In the garden, exotic flowers and green bamboos grow next to the rockery, and the most are the silver-moon crabapple trees planted on both sides of the stone path.

　　It is the blooming season of Begonia. From a distance, the large tracts of flowers on the crown of Begonia are gathered into a bunch of corollas. The white Begonia flowers are blooming and you can see some yellow stamens.

　　These begonia trees, when the night falls on the bright moon, the thousands of flowers will gradually emit faint silver light, looking from a distance as if the moonlight from the horizon gathered in the world.

　　Yinyue Begonia, hence its name, is also the favorite flower plant of Mo Changfeng's mother who has passed away.

　　The Yinyue Begonia in the Mo's mansion was planted by the current Patriarch Mo for his beloved wife. The deceased wife went there for many years and remained affectionate and never continued.

　　When Ji Wuya and the others arrived, there was a majestic middle-aged man sitting on the main seat of the hall, three-quarters like Mo Changfeng, with a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy standing beside him.

　　Both sides of the hall were filled with elderly elders wearing Mo family uniforms.

　　At this time, everyone's eyes fell on him and Chu Tianyou. Ji Wuya and Chu Tianyou stepped into the hall, and Ping An and Lan Qing were both left outside.

　　"I have seen my father, and Changfeng stays in the same sky. Don't blame my father and your uncles." He stepped forward and bowed to the Patriarch of the Mo family, Mo Xiaoyun, before he went down and was helped up.

　　Mo Xiaoyun patted him on the shoulder, feeling distressed about his son's weak appearance, and said with care while supporting him.

　　"The hour has not arrived. We came early, and your health is better."

　　Chu Tianyou on the side took a step forward at this time and took the initiative to hold Mo Changfeng's arm. When so many people watched, he couldn't do everything. Don't do it.

　　That "Tianyou" was not talking about me. I read the Qingxinjing silently in my heart, and the name that I hadn't heard for hundreds of years appeared in my ear again. Chu Tianyou said that he didn't feel that it was fake.

　　"Father, it's almost time. It's time for my elder brother and sister-in-law to serve you tea." The young Lang dressed in white said gently to Mo Xiaoyun.

　　When Ji Wuya came in just now, he confronted the teenager standing next to Mo Xiaoyun with Mo Xingfeng's three-year-old brother Mo Changfeng in his memory.

　　"Yeah."

　　Mo Xiaoyun responded coldly when he heard the words, and his attitude towards the eldest son and the eldest son were completely different.

　　Ji Wuya knelt down. This was what Mo Changfeng should do, but it didn't matter to him.

　　Mo's family has nurtured Mo Changfeng again. He didn't like to owe favor to him in his whole life. It was already a favor to repair Mo Changfeng's soul and reincarnate. All that was left was to play Mo Changfeng well before leaving.

　　What's more, his wisp of spirit has been the son of Mo Xiaoyun for eighteen years.

　　"Father, drink tea." Chu Tianyou knelt down indifferently, holding up the tea cup and bending the corner of his mouth, facing Mo Xiaoyun in front of him, who is fair.

　　When the words were spoken, the woman's voice made him disappear even the last bit of embarrassment. As for the dignified Heavenly Dao Jianzong Daozi, kneeling a monk who could not be cultivated as a golden core... Chu Tianyou was already numb.

　　Yesterday the bridegroom was fainted when he came to the church, but he did kneel down three times and bow down to the heaven and earth parents in person. Today is just one more time.

　　Chu Tianyou lowered his head when he handed out the tea cup, in the eyes of others, he only thought that the new lady was shy.

　　Mo Xiaoyun took a sip from the teacup kindly, then handed him a red envelope, and smiled when he reached out to take it.

　　"Tianyou, you and Chang Feng were both grown up by your dad. Dad knows all about your friendship with Chang Feng. Dad believes that you will be a good wife."

　　"Chang Feng's body is not very good. You may need more. Take care."

　　Chu Tianyou didn't want to take this word at all. After being forced to marry someone, he still has to learn to be a good wife? There is no fluctuation in his heart, he just wants to find his own sword.

　　"Father, don't worry, Tian You will definitely be a good wife, and she will definitely take good care of me." Ji Wuya smiled beside him and explained Chu Tianyou's abnormality.

　　"You are so blunt, Tian You is shy."

　　Chu Tianyou looked at the person who had rescued him, knowing that Mo Changfeng was not trying to rescue him, but he was a little grateful in his heart.

　　"Madam, you say no." Mo Changfeng's words made Chu Tianyou's gratitude disappear immediately.

　　After offering tea to my daughter-in-law, I saw all the elders, each of whom was related to Mo Changfeng by blood. After a greeting from my uncles, uncles and grandfathers, they moved to the ancestral hall together.

　　As a loving couple, Ji Wuya and Chu Tianyou walked behind, of course, arm in arm, followed by the elder of the clan and Mo Xiaoyun in front.

　　"Brother and brother-in-law have a very good relationship." Mo Xingfeng was half a step behind them, and at this moment he suddenly smiled and said to them.

　　Ji Wuya glanced at Chu Tianyou from the corner of his eye, thinking that the two of them are not really good for each other.

　　But Mo Xingfeng spoke, he and Chu Tianyou couldn't say a word, so Ji Wuya gave a light cough and laughed.

　　"We grew up together, and the relationship is better than that of ordinary couples." He said, and the hand holding his arm was slightly stiff.

　　Ji Wuya hooked his lips. Madam's little gestures were so cute, and her temper was better than those unreasonable and unreasonable women. The matter of debunking the identity is temporarily unnecessary, so let it go later.

　　Thinking of the female cultivators he knew, Ji Wuya faintly twitched the corners of his mouth, then looked at the quiet Taoist companion beside him, and he thought about whether this time it was a blessing in disguise or not.

　　Mo Xingfeng smiled and looked at Chu Tianyou, and said jokingly, "My sister-in-law only came in yesterday. Today, my brother, your complexion is much better. You should have gotten married sooner if you knew it."

　　Ji Wuya was most afraid of it . What I hate is that people like Mo Xingfeng who smile but don't smile. He seems to be a child at the age of fifteen, but he wears a mask.

　　As for the reason Mo Xingfeng did this, he probably hoped to be more like Mo Changfeng, so that Mo Xiaoyun liked him more.

　　Behaving and doing everything, I learned from Mo Changfeng, and Mo Changfeng likes to wear white clothes and be gentle, so he also learns.

　　After a few chats, the gate of the ancestral hall was already near.

　　Ji Wuya knew that his Taoist companion didn't like to talk, so whenever Mo Xingfeng brought a topic to her, he would block it back.

　　When everyone stopped, Mo Xingfeng was silent and did not speak again. Ji Wuya heard Mo Xiaoyun in front of him calling him and Chu Tianyou to come forward.

Chapter 5

　　Ji knows no boundaries accompanied by Chutian leisurely approached, thinking that nobody careful attention to the wedding the next day Chutian leisurely attitude, and if you can after a long time, will certainly be found.

　　Besides, I'm not Mo Changfeng. It's better to play for a while. If things go on like this... I didn't want to stay in Mo's house. I waited a few days and thought of a reason to leave Mo's main house.

　　"Father." Ji Wuya thought in his heart, with a smile on his face and handing over to Mo Xiaoyun.

　　"You are standing behind the father with Tianyou." Mo Xiaoyun is caring for Mo Changfeng, and every word and deed makes it clear that he values this son.

　　It is precisely because of this that the eldest master Mo Changfeng is justified, no one dares to chew on the roots of his tongue behind his back or hold high and low because of his poor health.

　　"Yes."

　　The gate of the ancestral hall was closed tightly . The ancestral hall of the cultivating aristocratic family was opened except when the ancestors were sacrificed during the new year. It is just like now, when the eldest son and grandchildren get married and are listed on the genealogy.

　　"Open the ancestral hall." Mo Xiaoyun's tone was calm, and while he opened his mouth, he squeezed the tactics in his hands.

　　Ji Wuya stood close, and had a panoramic view of Mo Xiaoyun's movements. It seemed that this Mo family really had some background.

　　It was just an ancestral hall in a mere trivial area, and it actually occupied thirty-two bans. I don't know how to solve it, and I can't break it forcibly before the Yuan Ying period.

　　The gate of the ancestral hall was simple and heavy without any lines. It only lit up when Mo Xiaoyun pinched the tactic, which was a sign of the ban on the door being activated.

　　When Mo Xiaoyun hit the last restriction, he swiped the thumb of his right hand across the middle finger, and a drop of blood shot directly at the restriction lines, and finally melted above the restriction.

　　Compared with the thirty-two bans before, Mo Xiaoyun’s last action made Ji Wuya lack of interest. The aristocratic family emphasizes bloodline inheritance. The older the family, the more important the bloodline. This ban is nothing more than using blood to test whether it is true or not. Direct family.

　　If Ji Wuya guessed correctly, as the eldest son of Mo Xiaoyun, "Mo Changfeng", he could also unlock this last bloodline restriction.

　　The moment the restriction was lifted, it seemed like an invisible hand slowly pushed the door inward, and when it was fully opened, Mo Xiaoyun stepped in.

　　Followed by him and Chu Tianyou, followed by the family elders and Mo Xingfeng.

　　Inside the ancestral hall is burning a permanent lamp made of murloc cream and his soul. This lamp will last for a hundred years, and the memorial tablet of the ancestor of the Mo family is placed in the center.

　　"Mo Xiaoyun, the 273rd Patriarch of the Mo Family, brought the family elders and eldest daughters-in-law to visit the ancestors and ancestors." Mo Xiaoyun took the lead and knelt down, and then everyone knelt down.

　　After three bows, Mo Xiaoyun got up.

　　Ji Wuya felt a little dizzy when he got up, and his figure was a little shaken, thinking that he really overestimated this body.

　　When something unexpected happened to him, Chu Tianyou beside him stretched out his hand to support him.

　　"Thank you, Madam." Ji Wuya looked over and chuckled, and stretched out his hand and patted the back of Chu Tianyou's hand.

　　Unexpectedly, seeing Chu Tianyou withdraw his hand quickly, as if his innocence was stained by something dirty, the smile at the corner of his mouth couldn't help but deepen, this kind of little action was really funny.

　　If the time were not right now, Ji Wuya would still want to tease his wife again, and he felt a little regretful when listening to Mo Xiaoyun's voice in his ear.

　　Mo Xiaoyun asked for the genealogy, looked at them kindly, holding a palm-sized ceramic ink cartridge in his hand, and the solid ink exuded a faint fragrance.

　　"A drop of blood is in the ink."

　　Chu Tianyou raised his hand without saying a word, drew a small mouth on his fingertips, and dropped a few drops of blood into the ink cartridge.

　　As soon as the solidified ink touched the blood, it immediately melted into a ball, and finally turned into a few drops of black liquid with red threads. Mo Xiaoyun waved his sleeve, and the liquid turned into three characters and fell on the family tree.

　　The three characters Chu Tianyou just fell under the three characters Mo Changfeng, and the black and red handwriting clearly showed her identity.

　　"Changfeng." Mo Xiaoyun closed the family tree with satisfaction, and called his name with a smile.

　　"What's

　　your father's order?" "Before you have been evasive and weak enough to be the Young Patriarch. Now that you look better, you have married Tianyou as your wife."

　　"Although you have not yet reached the crown, you can't be in front of you. It’s the same, staying in Hexuan all day and not paying attention to everything."

　　"As a grandson of the family of Mo, the position of the head of the young family is none other than you. When you return to the door with Tianyou Sanchao, I will go to you, Uncle Mo. Those who have left over the years are hard to learn.”

　　Mo Xiaoyun said this in front of so many elders of the Mo family and Mo Xingfeng, just to express his attitude.

　　He is the eldest son of Mo Xiaoyun, and the position of the Young Patriarch will only be Mo Changfeng. In the future, the Patriarch of the Mo Family will also be him. If other people have any ideas in their minds, it's best not to think about them again.

　　Ji Wuya didn't expect that Mo Xiaoyun would say that. How could he, a person who was leaving sooner or later, agree to tie himself to Mo's family.

　　"Father, the child's body is known to him, and it won't be too late to talk about this until it's crowned." Ji Wuya pretended to smile wryly.

　　"The godly genius doctor once said that it is difficult to survive a weak crown with Changfeng's body, and even a month ago... the body is always good and bad. The matter of the young family leader is of great importance, father, you should still consider it."

　　Ji Wuya He was talking nonsense. With his gradual improvement in physical condition, he could live in peace for a hundred years even if he didn't practice the Tao.

　　But Mo Xiaoyun didn't know. He heard what Mo Changfeng said, only to feel that it was Mo Changfeng who knew his destiny and gave up completely.

　　When Chu Tianyou heard what Mo Changfeng said, he also thought that his "husband" was in poor health and was a sick man. He almost passed away a month ago. Although his body looks good now, it may also be back to the light. After two steps, he will panic. Kneeling and getting up will make you feel dizzy, and I don't know when I will die.

　　Master Daozi felt that he shouldn't think so, but that's the truth.

　　The rest of the elders were originally persuaded by Mo Xiaoyun, but now he heard what Mo Changfeng said, his heart was a little bulging.

　　As for Mo Xingfeng, who has almost no sense of existence, it is not his turn to speak here, just standing in the corner with his head hanging down and not knowing what he is thinking.

　　"Patriarch, the old man thinks what Chang Feng said is not unreasonable." The black-robed elder who stood in the first row of the bottom said neither humble nor arrogant.

　　"Elder, what do you mean?" Mo Xiaoyun frowned, but had to follow the words of the elder.

　　He doesn't need to listen to the words of other elders, but the position of the elder in the Mo family is only under him, and even when dealing with family affairs, he is even higher than the owner of the family.

　　"The old man means that now that Chang Feng's body is getting better, he should take good care of him. When he is crowned two years later, it will not be too late to become the Young Patriarch." The elder stroked his long beard.

　　Mo Xiaoyun frowned, obviously not wanting to agree with the words of the great elder.

　　"Father, Chang Feng's current body is really cough and cough, not suitable for the Young Patriarch." Of course, Ji Wuya would not let go of such a good excuse, coughing a few times, and his pale face proved his words.

　　"That's all, knowing that you have never valued these things." Mo Xiaoyun sighed and gave up this plan.

　　"The others quit, Changfeng and Tianyou stay."

　　"Yes, Patriarch ."

　　"Yes, father."

　　Mo Xingfeng and the other elders saluted together, and stepped out, knowing that the next step is not suitable for their presence.

　　After others withdrew, the gate of the ancestral hall was closed, leaving only Mo Xiaoyun, Ji Wuya, and Chu Tianyou in the ancestral hall.

　　"Follow as my father." Mo Xiaoyun took a few steps forward, bypassing the memorial tablet placed in front, and said to him and Chu Tianyou.

　　Ji Wuya was puzzled by Mo Xiaoyun's actions, but at this time he and Chu Tianyou couldn't ask, they could only follow behind Mo Xiaoyun.

　　When a wall suddenly disappeared, revealing the entrance of a black hole, Mo Xiaoyun took a lamp in his hand and led them in.

　　There is a secret room in the ancestral hall? Ji Wuya saw this scene and thought about it carefully. The one who went there hadn't seen this scene in Mo Changfeng's memory.

　　The original Mo Changfeng didn't know, so why did he let himself know today that the stairs under his feet have been down, and the dark ones have to pay attention to his feet.

　　The door behind him suddenly closed, blocking all the light outside. Ji Wuya subconsciously stretched out his hand to grasp Chu Tianyou's hand and protect some of the other party.

　　But he never wanted to catch the air, Ji Wuya withdrew his hand nonchalantly and thought with a smile, almost forgetting that his wife's temperament is different from "Chu Tianyou" now.

　　Chu Tianyou, who was half a step behind Mo Changfeng, moved a little farther away without any trace, avoiding the hand extended by the other party, with a cold face and be careful not to be touched again.

　　Not long after leaving, Mo Xiaoyun stopped.

　　Appearing in front of them was an overall black and gold gate. With the light of the candle in Mo Xiaoyun's hand, Ji Wuya could see the exquisite and domineering dragon pattern carved on the gate. I don’t know why, this gate gave him the feeling Somewhat familiar.

　　With this kind of carving technique and the specially processed lines on it, the door opened in front of them, and when they entered, Ji Wuya unintentionally stretched out his hand and brushed over the line.

　　The dragon pattern that looks like a relief is actually flat. At the time, a special technique was used to draw the relief. It was too short to see the dragon, and only one scale and a half of claws could be seen.

　　The so-called secret room soon appeared in front of them. The layout and furnishings inside were the same as those on the upper floor, but it could be seen that the materials for the secret room were better than the ancestral hall above.

　　There are ever-burning lamps that will last for thousands of years, but in front of the painting in the center are two everlasting lamps that will last for thousands of years.

　　One portrait and two long lights are the whole secret room.

　　Mo Xiaoyun first stepped forward respectfully and knelt down a stick of incense in front of the portrait, and then motioned for the two of them to do the same.

　　When Ji Wuya saw the portrait of me, he almost didn't stretch the expression on his face. He was clearly painted on the portrait.

　　No, to be precise, he was from a previous life.

　　Anyway, it was his own face. After looking at it for thousands of years, he would never admit his mistake. But why does his portrait appear under the Mo family's ancestral hall?

　　Could it be that I have something to do with the Mo family, I don't remember it?

Chapter 6

　　"Chang Feng, you kneel down to see the ancestors with Tianyou." Mo Xiaoyun said to him.

　　Ji Wuya held back the feeling of twitching at the corners of his mouth, and knelt down on the ancestors of the Mo family. Now he has to kneel himself?

　　And he clearly remembered how he became the ancestor of the Mo family because he had no children. Isn't this slandering his reputation out of thin air?

　　Even if Ji Wuya's reputation in the lower realm is not so good, he can't be so nonsense! He even married his wife just yesterday, and he still doesn't know where the child is.

　　Ji Wuya was a little stunned. When he recovered, he saw Mo Xiaoyun curling his eyebrows, looking at him worriedly.

　　"Chang Feng? What's the matter?"

　　"Some dizziness, it's okay, dad." Ji Wuya knelt down three times, stood up and inserted the incense into the incense burner.

　　He looked at Chu Tianyou who followed him to make the same movements again, and suddenly felt his head hurt.

　　What happened after reincarnation? In all likelihood, my wife was born again, just like myself. This body of myself is in trouble, but now it appears that "I" is the ancestor of the Mo family. What a mess? The words are clear.

　　"This is my ancestor of the Mo family. I don't remember what he looks like now, but no one knows his name."

　　Ji Wuya hasn't crossed the realm for thousands of years, but he has risen from time to time. Those people have heard some rumors about themselves.

　　The fabricated thing is supernatural. It seems to have seen with my own eyes that I used to be in Jiuchi Meat Forest, Ye Yu Hundred Girls, not in a hurry, and even robbing famous fairies as forbidding, killing people and so on.

　　Looking at Mo Xiaoyun's expression that he wanted to ask questions, Ji Wuya couldn't help pretending to be interested.

　　"Father, I don't know who this ancestor's surname is."

　　"Three thousand years ago, there was a demon cultivator who resisted the eighty-one gods, the sky thunder, and the heart-crossing devil's calamity, soaring to the upper realm."

　　"So, Chang Feng can guess what father said. Who is it?"

　　Chu Tianyou, who was originally not interested in what Mo Xiaoyun said, couldn't help but looked over after hearing this. He heard who Mo Xiaoyun was talking about, but he just felt strange.

　　According to the extensive records in the Library of the Sword Sect of Heaven, and so many years have passed, I have never heard that the demon venerable has a descendant in the Lower Immortal Realm.

　　"Did my father say that it was the Xuanli Demon Venerable——Ji Wuya?!" Ji Wuya's face pretended to be shocked, but there was no fluctuation in his heart.

　　Gein, he was 100% sure that he had no illegitimate children living outside. When he was a Demon Venerable in the Lower Immortal Realm, he was either fighting with Immortal Dao or was busy clearing up internal disputes in Demon Dao.

　　Before, it was all about revenge and cultivation, and even the girl's hand had not been touched.

　　It is simply to slander his innocence out of thin air, more than the rumors made by the people of Immortal Dao, at least Immortal Dao didn't make up a child for him.

　　This is really a big scapegoat, buckled on him.

　　Compared to Ji Wuya, who pretended to be shocked and actually sneered and turned the table in his heart, the astonishment on Chu Tianyou's face was completely exposed, and it could not be covered.

　　Ji Wuya noticed this, wondering why his wife was so shocked, could it be his admirer? Unlike the yelling, yelling, screaming and killing of the immortal Dao, most of the Mo Xiu worshipped Xuanli Mozun.

　　The wife is the one who seizes the house = Moxiu = worship Xuanli Mozun = the wife worships herself, this equation seems to be nothing wrong with Ji Wuya.

　　"Back then, the ancestor Xuanli ascended, and the people of Immortal Dao shouted and screamed at those who cultivated the magic way. If we let them know that my Mo family is the line left by the ancestor Xuanli, we will inevitably suffer disaster."

　　This is true, Ji Wuya Knowing the situation when he took it, if he really had a son, he would be chased to death by the immortals.

　　Chu Tianyou remained silent, but he also agreed with Mo Xiaoyun's words in his heart. It is better for the immortal to cultivate the magic way for nearly a thousand years. It can be said that more than a thousand years ago, there was no ambivalence.

　　"The first patriarch changed his name and changed his surname, and founded the Mo family with the name "Mo Wen Qiansheng." This Danqing was also left by the ancestors of the Mo family. When

　　Ji Wuya looked at this Dan Qing, he felt a little familiar. It was a scene where he carried the Xuan Li sword murderously and picked the petals of a tree full of peach petals.

　　Compared with the graceful face and appearance that is not enough to describe the appearance of the dragon and the Phoenix, the pink and white peach blossoms in March in the world are three points inferior.

　　In the past, there was indeed a person who was keen to paint for him. He used his brilliant pen to paint to enter the Tao, but in the end he turned his back on the Taoism and became a magician with him.

　　If the painting was painted by that person, there should be a mark on the painting axis.

　　"Father said that the person in the painting is Xuan Li Mo Zun Ji Wuya, then who did this painting?" Ji Wuya interrupted Mo Xiaoyun, his eyes deliberately filled with inquiries and curiosity.

　　"It is said that it is a friend of Xuanli's ancestor, and there is a plum blossom restriction on the scroll..." Mo Xiaoyun said as he recalled.

　　Chu Tianyou recalled in his mind the records about Xuanli Mozun that he had read in the library. The above record says that Xuanli Mozun has a good friend who paints the elixir, and a stroke of the eye touches the creature.

　　Although it is magic repair, grace is better than immortal repair.

　　"So that's it." Ji Wuya nodded. To be exactly the same as Mo Xiaoyun said, there are plum blossom prohibitions on the painting axis.

　　"Changfeng, Tianyou, what I told you today was passed on by the Patriarch on behalf of the Patriarch. Only the next Patriarch and his Daoists can know about this matter, so you must not say it, otherwise you will be recruited by the Mo family.

　　Here comes the scourge of annihilation." "Do you understand." Mo Xiaoyun's expression suddenly became serious.

　　"Yes."

　　Ji Wuya and Chu Tianyou nodded, indicating that they knew.

　　Ji Wuya didn't feel surprised that Mo Xiaoyun had told him the two of them.

　　If there is anyone in this world who can not betray oneself, Taoist couples are definitely more trustworthy than their parents. In a sense, the restraint of the heavenly vows is more reliable than the so-called feelings.

　　——This is also the reason why he didn't have much defense against Chu Tianyou. The marriage contract of the Taoist couple connected the two souls. After they seized the house, the marriage contract was naturally not the original body, but them.

　　Ji Wuya didn't want to be the head of the Patriarch. He felt that he had expressed his meaning very clearly, so why did Mo Xiaoyun tell him these things?

　　"You are my eldest son. Although you have not yet reached the crown, you are considered an adult if you have married. Apart from this Missin who brought you here for your father, more importantly, I hope you will try the treasure left by the ancestor Xuanli. "

　　This is also one of the inheritance of the Mo family." What

　　Mo Xiaoyun said, in the mist that made Ji Wuya listen to, the inheritance he left behind? Why didn't he have any impression of himself.

　　Chu Tianyou was a little interested in the "inheritance" that Mo Xiaoyun said, not that he had thoughts about the inheritance.

　　——The inheritance left by the Demon Lord is completely unnecessary for him as a Taoist cultivator.

　　Mo Xiaoyun, who turned his back to them, didn't know what his son and daughter-in-law thought.

　　Mo Xiaoyun stretched out his hand and knocked on the tabletop where the painting was hung. A piece of the table sank in the middle, and only one thing was stored inside.

　　It was something as black as ink and smooth as scales.

　　"...What is this?" Ji Wuya was perplexed, but the stormy sea turned up in his heart.

　　This is his scale. Not only is it genuine, but Ji Wuya can even recognize where it was pulled from with the breath of this scale.

　　He subconsciously stroked the position of the heart, but suddenly remembered that this body was not his original.

　　Everyone knows that Xuanli Mozun has a peculiar talent, and he has ascended to the upper realm after less than a thousand years of cultivation, but he doesn't know that he is not a human being.

　　Dragons are born with inverse scales, and the pain of pulling out inverse scales is more painful than cramping and removing bones, not to mention the inverse scales that will no longer grow after pulling out. No dragon will pull out and give away at will.

　　Ji Wuya felt that his spirit was a little tranced, could it be possible that he really had a child? Also unplug Nilin and give it away?

　　Mo Xiaoyun's voice recalled his mind, so that he did not continue to be trapped in unanswered mysteries... Even if he did, he couldn't remember it or just couldn't remember it, and it would be useless to get entangled.

　　"The ancestor Xuanli once killed an evil dragon and refined its blood. Therefore, the descendants of the Mo family will carry a trace of the dragon blood. This scale seals the ancestor's inheritance. As long as the scales can be integrated, the inheritance can be obtained."

　　"Chang Feng , You come and try, if you can fuse this scale, your body will not weaken day by day.”

　　Looking at Mo Xiaoyun’s eagerness, if it weren’t for the various limitations of fusion scales, Mo Xiaoyun might have long been there. Bring Mo Changfeng here.

　　Ji Wuya took the scales, thinking indifferently that even if he really had a son, he must be a wicked son. What did you say about killing Nielong... he was not brave enough, he killed himself, he was not angry at all with a grin in his heart.

　　He didn't take Mo Xiaoyun's words seriously at all. It happened more than 3,000 years ago, and even he himself couldn't remember what was going on. It's good that Mo Xiaoyun said two points.

　　History is such a thing, especially word of mouth. No one knows what the real history is like. Later generations rely on conjectures to guess nonsense.

　　Mo Xiaoyun said nothing else, he would absolutely not believe in the matter of the offspring.

　　Chu Tianyou didn't fully believe what Mo Xiaoyun said. He had seen Ji Wuya's portrait. He had seen Ji Wuya's portrait, and it was indeed somewhat similar to the one in front of him.

　　But to say that the Mo family is a descendant of Ji Wuya? It was not easy to hide the situation from the immortal way back then. I heard that when Ji Wuya just ascended, the whole world of immortals was chasing after people related to him.

　　Chu Tianyou's gaze fell on Mo Changfeng. There is no record of the killing of the Nielong by Xuan Li Mozun.

Chapter 7,

　　according to Mo Xiao Yun said in his heart will draw knife scales attached to the bleeding wound, wrapped in aura walk with almost no scales that hinder directly melt into the chest.

　　"...What's going on?" Ji Wuya looked at Mo Xiaoyun in surprise.

　　The surprise is fake. This scale was originally his. Even if this one doesn't have his own blood, it will take the initiative to recognize the lord when it senses his spirit.

　　Ji Wuya knew this in his heart, but Mo Xiaoyun didn't know the possibility. After seeing the scales disappear, the wound in his heart healed, and he immediately stroked his palms and laughed with great joy.

　　"It's really great. Scales are willing to recognize Changfeng as your master. I can rest assured that it will protect you as my father. By the way, do you feel the inheritance?"

　　"No, maybe my cultivation level is too low and insufficient. Let's accept the inheritance." Ji Wuya shook his head. In front of Mo Xiaoyun, it was not easy for him to check carefully. He randomly found an excuse to fool the past.

　　Chu Tianyou watched that scale disappear, his expression on his face was momentarily complicated, but the Mo family father and son were all paying attention to that scale, but they didn't notice her unusualness.

　　Chu Tianyou originally didn't believe the story Mo Xiaoyun told, but now there are scales to corroborate it, which seems to add a bit of persuasiveness to the story.

　　——It is true that Xuanli Mozun has descendants left behind! Chu Tianyou suddenly realized that, thinking about it, it seems that it is not strange that Xuanli Demon Venerable has a son.

　　Ji Wuya didn't know that his wife, who was just a step away from him, had already believed in Mo Xiaoyun's nonsense, and also believed that "Xuan Li Mo Zun" had a son.

　　Waited out of the ancestral hall.

　　Ji Wuya and Chu Tianyou walked side by side, looking at the petite and lovely lady beside him, walking steadily and steadily following his side, his heart moved.

　　"Madam, do you think what the father just said is true or false." Ji Wuya felt that his serious wife would not believe such a blind thing.

　　"Really." Chu Tianyou nodded, not looking like a joke.

　　These two words almost gave Ji Wuyawei a kick. He felt that he had to clarify for himself, otherwise, when he confessed his identity in the future, he would definitely be finished.

　　She doesn't care about what she shows on her face, but once she knows that the Taoist couple has had other women and illegitimate children, they will become very cruel.

　　Thinking about the embarrassment of those hapless subordinates who were chased by the mother-in-law from the east of the city to the west of the city, Ji Wuya thought he could explain it.

　　But how can he explain? Ji Wuya lifted it up in one breath, but stopped. He couldn't say that he was not that kind of person.

　　So Ji Wuya could only curl his lips and open a smile, staggering the subject, anyway, now he is Mo Changfeng, and the matter of "Xuanli Demon Venerable" has nothing to do with him.

　　"Madam is in a bad mood today? I haven't seen Madam's smile much." Ji Wuya reminded him from the side.

　　"I'm just a little nervous." Chu Tianyou was asked by him, and his heart became tense subconsciously. Could it be that he was discovered.

　　He knew that he could not act like a girl, Chu Tianyou, but he had to act hard.

　　Ji Wuya knows what's going on, but he just likes to watch the other party acting seriously. It's so cute.

　　"It turned out to be like this. Madam needn’t be nervous. Nothing has changed from before. Except that you changed from Miss Chu to Madam Mo, this place has become your home." Ji Wuya smiled leisurely between his eyebrows, holding Chu Tianyou’s. hand.

　　But in my heart, I thought that Madam was opening her eyes and talking nonsense. Why didn't she notice that she was nervous at all? Without telling a lie, I really found a treasure.

　　Chu Tianyou, who was held by his hand, resisted the urge to shake his hand and warned in his heart that the person in front of him was Mo Changfeng, that it was normal for Chu Tianyou's husband to get close to Chu Tianyou.

　　This person really doesn't hide his emotions, his likes and dislikes can almost be seen at a glance, Ji Wuya caught a glimpse of the lady beside her with cold eyes, knowing that she was upset in her heart, but did not let go.

　　He is not a pedantic person who denies himself and restores rituals in the Immortal Dao. Most people in the Demon Dao act casually and unscrupulously. What's more, he is still a well-known Taoist buddy in front of him. What's wrong with holding hands.

　　Ji Wuya was still very confident in his own charm, he didn't believe that he couldn't let the Taoist couple fall in love with him, and he couldn't help himself.

　　Since Dao Lian is his person, Shang Ji Wuya knew this after knowing the agreement between the two of them.

　　"The next three dynasties return to the door. If the lady has anything to prepare, please let him prepare if you are afraid of safety." He took Chu Tianyou and walked slowly along the bluestone path in Mo's house.

　　Chu Tianyou's figure is half a head shorter than him, and the back of the two walking side by side looks like a scene of music and singing in the eyes of people who don't know.

　　Three times back to the door? what is that? Chu Tianyou was stunned when he heard this. He had entered the Heavenly Dao Sword Sect practice since he was a child, and he didn't understand these mundane things.

　　What does this word mean to go back to Chu's house? He was a monk who had lost his home inexplicably, now he would follow Mo Changfeng back to Chu's house? Ninety-nine percent would be recognized, and he was not familiar with the Chu family at all.

　　What to do, Chu Tianyou thought in his heart.

　　In the Mo family, he only needs to face Mo Changfeng. This Mo Changfeng seems to be very tolerant of himself because he loves Chu Tianyou, and he will spontaneously think of a reason to justify himself if his expression is different.

　　But if he goes to the Chu Family, Chu Tianyou's father is the Patriarch of the Chu Family, and it is even more impossible for her mother to recognize her daughter... Once she is found to have taken her home, she will definitely be destroyed as a demonic cultivator.

　　Chu Tianyou turned a lot of thoughts for a while, and they were all rejected one by one. It was still a question whether he could leave Fengling Prefecture, where Yunjiang City was located, based on his current foundation and cultivation base.

　　Then you can only use your brains from Mo Changfeng around him. If Mo Changfeng is willing to cover himself, it should be fine.

　　But how can Mo Changfeng be willing to help without revealing his identity?

　　When Ji Wuya saw her pondering, the smile on his face became more serious, and he said to himself, regardless of whether Chu Tianyou would hear it or not.

　　"You are not familiar with the mansion. In a few days, when I get better, I will walk around with you."

　　Chu Tianyou returned to his senses and smiled at him. He found that it didn't seem so difficult to smile. Besides, this situation will not be rare in the future, so let's get acquainted with it earlier.

　　"Thank you, Brother Changfeng."

　　When Ji Wuya heard it, the girl's ending sound seemed to be deliberately raised, with a touch of tactfulness, and her cold face seemed to be warmer because of this smile.

　　If Chu Tianyou knew what he was thinking, he would sneer and say that he was thinking too much.

　　"Also called me Brother Changfeng, we are all married." Ji Wuya reached out and nodded the girl's forehead affectionately.

　　The corner of Chu Tianyou's mouth twitched uncontrollably, and he said in his heart that he already yelled, what else does Mo Changfeng want. Is it possible that you still want to make an inch of it and let yourself call him "husband"?

　　Thinking of this possibility, Chu Tianyou only felt goose bumps on his body.

　　The slave recalled the female disciple in the door she had seen before, her appearance when she was shy, Chu Tianyou lowered her head and then softened her voice and called out "Brother Changfeng" as if she was shy and coquettishly.

　　The fingers that fell on his side sleeves curled up and made fists, and Chu Tianyou used a lot of energy to restrain his urge to greet Mo Changfeng's face.

　　Chu Tianyou, you must be calm, it is you who robbed the body of "Mrs. Mo", it is Mo Changfeng that you owe.

　　When he thought of Chu Tianyou's soul not knowing where it went, Chu Tianyou was rarely irritable. If Chu Tianyou's soul was still there, he wouldn't be so difficult to ride a tiger.

　　He didn't take the initiative to seize the house, let alone swallow the soul of the original body.

　　According to common sense, Chu Tianyou's soul should still be in the body.

　　But Chu Tianyou did not hesitate to wear out his soul the first time he woke up, and thoroughly inspected this body, but he didn't even find a trace of Chu Tianyou's soul, and it seemed as if Chu Tianyou had been reborn. .

　　But how is this possible? How could Chu Tianyou love Mo Changfeng so much that he would seek death on the day of his wedding? Even if you are looking for death, you should leave some clues, but Chu Tianyou has not found anything wrong.

　　Whoever came to investigate this matter, there was only one result, and that was that he took away "Chu Tianyou."

　　Different from Chu Tianyou's thoughts, Ji Wuya only feels that his life after reincarnation is quite comfortable, and at this time he can still molest the thin-skinned Taoist couple.

　　"Madam doesn't want to call now, let's not call, we will be long in Japan." Ji Wuya was in a good mood, and even looked forward to the days to come.

　　When they returned to Tinghexuan, Ping An and Lan Qing, who were waiting at the door, greeted them and saluted them.

　　"I have seen the young master and the young lady."

　　"Go and pour two cups of tea in peace." Ji Wuya was not polite, and directly ordered the two of them to go down and do something.

　　"Lan Qing, go get some snacks that your lady loves."

　　The decoration of the new house has been removed, leaving only the two red lanterns at the door looking extremely happy. Ji Wuya looked at the simple and clean bedroom. I think it's not as pleasing to the eye as yesterday's red.

　　The layout of his previous bedroom was mainly black and red, and most of the things in front of him were mainly white and elegant bamboo leaf green. He and Mo Changfeng were really two different people in terms of preference.

　　Obviously he is his own soul, but his hobbies are completely different, which is also a bit strange.

　　Chu Tianyou walked across the table, and when he passed the vanity mirror, he saw that his head was covered with luxurious gold hairpins, and he felt a pain in his eyes.

　　But let him take down the current hair bun and re-twist it, even if he is the Daozi of Jianzong who claims to be able to master everything with one sword.

　　"Master, you should take medicine." Ping An walked in, and there was not only tea but also a bottle of medicine on the wooden tray in his hand.

　　Mo Changfeng's body was frailty brought about by the weakness of his congenital soul. This kind of disease emerged from his mother's womb, and it was impossible to cure it and he could only use precious elixir to nourish him.

　　If it were not for the great cause of the Mo family, and the father of Mo Xiaoyun, who loved the eldest son so much, Mo Changfeng might not have been able to grow up alive.

　　"Um."

　　Ji Wuya picked up the jade bottle containing the pill. In order to prevent the loss of the medicine's power, the snow-white round pill rolled out and fell into the palm of his hand.

　　If this is used to warm up the soul, but the grade of the medicine is too low, it can only be said to be better than nothing for him.

　　The medicine of the Lower Immortal Realm is divided into the four stages of the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang. Mo Changfeng originally ate the white fog pill of the first stage of the Xuan Stage. It takes seven days to take one pill for the seventh stage of Qi training to dissolve the medicine's power.

　　The two were newly married to Yan'er. At this time, there was no one who had no eyesight to bother. Ji Wuya took the medicine and lucked out the medicine a little bit, but what he was thinking about was to improve his cultivation.

Chapter 8

　　Chutian Yau drooping eyelids sitting across from him, a desk with a tea cup dense fog, no one thought Mo winds on the body.

　　He got married yesterday, and opened an ancestral hall to enter the genealogy earlier this morning. He has not yet calmly sorted out the spiritual power of this body.

　　When he woke up on the sedan chair, Chu Tianyou felt that something was wrong. The body's rejection of his soul could be said to be negligible.

　　The method of seizing homes is regarded as an evil method by the cultivators. Once disciples are found to be practicing, if the cultivation base is abolished, the cultivator will be expelled. Under such circumstances, not many sect cultivators will touch it.

　　Rest is forbidden, but as long as the monks will understand the method of seizing houses, this is to avoid the low-level monks getting confused about making wedding clothes for others.

　　Regardless of the immortal cultivator or the demon cultivator, whenever the method of seizing the house is discovered, they will be chased and killed by the Taoist cultivator.

　　As a monk in the distraction stage, Chu Tianyou also knew about the method of seizing homes, and remembered one of the methods of seizing homes.

　　——The soul and the body of those who have blood ties between Duo She and themselves will be more compatible with each other, and the road of cultivation will be smoother.

　　Chu Tianyousifu, is it possible that this body has something to do with him? He worshipped the Heavenly Sword Sect at the age of seven, and hadn't been close to any fairy for more than six hundred years of cultivation. It could not be his own child.

　　He thought of the Chu family directly vetoed in his heart. The Chu family was in Beicangzhou, which is thousands of miles away from Fengling Prefecture. It is impossible for the Chu family to appear here.

　　What's more, the Chu family was annihilated back then, and he went out and settled it...maybe it was just a coincidence.

　　Chu Tianyou thought of the spiritual power in the veins and veins silently operating. This body has been built for several months, but the cultivation base is erratic like a rootless ping.

　　Chu Tianyou originally practiced the techniques of the Chu family, at most he could only cultivate to the Yuan Ying stage, naturally it was not as good as the direct-pointing ascending heavenly techniques that his original disciple of the Heavenly Dao Sword Sect could only practice.

　　Thinking of his soul being forcibly imprisoned in this body, Chu Tianyou felt a little helpless. Before returning to his body, his cultivation couldn't fall.

　　He felt that there was still a connection between himself and his body. The cultivator had to be very careful when he was separated from his body. At the beginning, he placed an array restriction in the cave, and it was the spiritual vein of the entire Wangchen Peak that was connected.

　　In addition, he is also not helpless now, Chu Tianyou calculated in his heart that he needs to return to his body within a year, otherwise he is afraid that he will use this body to enter the Tao in his life.

　　Thinking of that possibility, Chu Tianyou felt tight for a while. He had been a man for more than six and a hundred years. If he were to be a woman, it would be embarrassing for him.

　　Calm the mind and adjust the aura, Chu Tianyou meditated on the Qingxinjing to abandon the cluttered thoughts, and quietly absorb the spiritual aura of heaven and earth to comb himself.

　　Ji Wuya opened his eyes and saw that if no one next to his wife was unsuspecting and practicing in front of him, he suddenly laughed.

　　Is Xian Xiu's brain repair broken? He really has no defense at all. If he does something, the little girl has to be crazy.

　　Seeing Chu Tianyou practicing, Ji Wuya took a sip of the warm tea on the table, the tea brewed with Lingcha poured into his abdomen, and the faint aura scattered in his veins.

　　Ji Wuya didn't like the Mo family's exercises, and he couldn't cultivate the magic way, because the magic way was too easy to be seen.

　　But Mo Changfeng's cultivation base is low, but he is also a serious immortal cultivation. Suddenly changing the magic way will definitely make people suspicious.

　　He was originally a magic cultivator, but now he can’t do magic arts. Ji Wuya wonders if he wants to cultivate Taoism?

　　Thinking of this, Ji Wuya's mouth twitched.

　　Back then, he ascended as a demon cultivator, didn't he know the Immortal Dao technique? Just want him to cultivate immortality, heh, something that has been abandoned a long time ago.

　　But he can't cultivate demons. This body will be crowned next year, and his cultivation is low and he can't even go back to the Profound Realm, let alone seek revenge on Helianjing.

　　Ji Wuya gritted his teeth secretly.

　　Cultivation can be done, some in the Upper Profound Realm are the methods of transforming from the Immortal Dao to the Dao of Demons, and some of them are time to turn to the Demon Skills when you return to the Upper Profound Realm.

　　Xiu Xian Wen Dao emphasizes innate talent and insight, even if it is the cultivation method of Xian Dao, Ji Wuya is sure to raise his cultivation to a realm capable of ascending within a hundred years.

　　He who has ascended once, does not need to realize the realm, only needs to accumulate the cultivation base, and the heavenly catastrophe naturally descends upon the cultivation base.

　　And there is one thing that is extremely beneficial to him. Mo Changfeng is a born single spirit root. If it weren't for the drag and influence of the weakness of the soul, how could he only have the seventh level of Qi training at the age of twenty.

　　Heavenly roots.

　　Although not as good as his physique in his previous life, he was one of a million.

　　It caused a sensation when the spiritual roots were measured back then, but it is a pity that even if the soul is weak, even if he barely cultivates, he still can't survive the weak crown.

　　If you want to cultivate the path of immortality, you have to plan carefully. Immortal Xiu is not "good at talking" than demon cultivator, Ji Wuya thought in a daze.

　　Chu Tianyou breathed out lightly, and when he opened his eyes he saw Mo Changfeng staring at him in a daze. He didn't know what he was thinking, and he almost froze with fright.

　　Had I been discovered? Chu Daozi was terrified in his heart, thinking that his acting skills were not good, maybe it was bad... As expected, it was better to plan to leave early.

　　Ji Wuya returned to his senses and smiled at Chu Tianyou, as if he hadn't noticed her different expression.

　　"Madam's cultivation is finished?"

　　"Yeah." Chu Tianyou nodded slightly.

　　At this time, there were footsteps from far to near, Lan Qing walked in with a snack, smiled at Chu Tianyoufu and put down the tray.

　　"Madam, the bathing water is ready, are you going over now?"

　　Chu Tianyou looked unclear, staring at Lan Qing and her eyelids trembled, not knowing what to answer.

　　His mind is full of what Lan Qing said "bath", how can he, how can he...The smile at the corner of Chu Tianyou's mouth can no longer be supported, and his almost expressionless face is somewhat inaccessible. Leng Ran.

　　As a subordinate, Lan Qing is not allowed to look up in front of the master, and only Ji Wuya can see Chu Tianyou's face at this time.

　　So resistant to "bath"? The corner of Ji Wuya's mouth raised, as if his wife was very shy.

　　"Mrs. Young?" Lan Qing didn't hear the answer for a long time, lowered his head and called out with some questions.

　　"Lan Qing, you go down first, I have something to say to my wife." Ji Wuya gave a light cough and helped out.

　　"Madam, I'll be over in a while."

　　"Yes, young master, Lan Qing retired." Lan Qing bowed and retreated.

　　"What happened to Madam just now? Absent-minded." Ji Wuya looked at Chu Tianyou with a smile, pretending not to see an unnatural look on her face.

　　When Chu Tianyou listened to Mo Changfeng taking a mouthful of his wife, he felt awkward. He was not really Chu Tianyou.

　　After watching Mo Changfeng remain silent for a while, Chu Tianyou suddenly stood up and walked over to close the door, touched the storage bracelet on his wrist, and directly took out a talisman seal and stuck it on the door, inspiring the talisman in the seal. Spiritual power formed a small alert formation.

　　Ji Wuya saw that she had done everything to do, then returned to sit down in front of her, his expression condensed with a certain sense of desperation.

　　Do you want to talk? Originally thought that the other party would bear it longer, Ji Wuya thought the smile on the corner of his mouth remained unchanged, so that he could not have time to wait for the person in front of him to speak.

　　Thinking of the red line that once appeared on his wrist, Ji Wuya’s smile deepened, and the woman in front of him was in agreement with him. Compared with Shenhun, even a cultivator would change the appearance of Shiyi. .

　　The three words "Chu Tianyou" circled on the tip of Ji Wuya's tongue, and suddenly he couldn't wait, couldn't wait to know what the real name of the person in front of him was.

　　The face of the person in front of him was extremely beautiful, the false smile disappeared, the tone was calm and the lightness was deliberately raised, and then he was called by his name.

　　"Mo Changfeng."

　　"What's the matter with Mrs. Changfeng?" Ji Wuya shouted back with a smile, as if he hadn't seen her fault.

　　"I'm not your wife." Chu Tianyou didn't intend to continue to pretend, at least he didn't want to be called "Mrs." inexplicably.

　　"I'm not Chu Tianyou, nor your wife. Don't tell you that you didn't recognize that I am different from your childhood sweetheart."

　　Ji Wuya's smile faded slowly as he watched her sighed and brought a few words. I was melancholy, "Why do you have to say it so clearly? If you don't say it, then I won't mention it, isn't it?"

　　"You already knew it." Chu Tianyou didn't feel surprised at all.

　　Master said that he can't lie, and he can easily be seen through. He knows that Master won't lie to himself. So why did Mo Changfeng see through himself, but didn't take the initiative to expose it.

　　Ji Wuya showed the graceful and moisturizing temperament of a gentleman, and I am afraid that even Mo Changfeng is not as gentle and elegant as he is at this time.

　　The gentleman of Qianqian, who is very beautiful, can't be more accurate than this description.

　　This kind of Ji Wuya, no one would have anything to do with Xuanli Mozun, the two are completely different from each other in terms of temperament and appearance.

　　Ji Wuya tapped the table with his middle finger. Although there was no smile on his face, his attitude was still gentle.

　　"Tianyou and Changfeng have known each other since childhood. Tianyou is a lady of everyone, with a gentle personality and gentleness, and has never been so indifferent like a fairy."

　　"This is the one."

　　"Secondly, Tianyou Simu Changfeng once said that he would marry Changfeng. Yesterday, the fairy in the bridal chamber put Changfeng aside, and this morning he never called Changfeng a "husband." "

　　Chutian Yau hear the wind and a mo a fairy, on hand at the table could not help but clenched, but his cold with a face people do not see how he'd feel.

　　Ji Wuya didn't realize that she was wrong, thinking about the three "Brother Changfeng" that she had called herself before, a few smiles appeared in her eyes, and she continued.

　　"Third, the fairy is really good at telling lies, Tian You won't call "Brother Changfeng" so stiff. "

Chapter 9

　　Ji infinite consider a moment, his complicated situation there are too many things are not easy to say, simply to conceal the identity of the next word.

　　"Since you have seen it through, why don't you say it?"

　　Chu Tianyou was emotionally unstable as Mo Changfeng listened to each other, and interrupted him directly without euphemism.

　　He frowned as he listened to each "fairy", but even so, he didn't want to let people know that he was originally a male cultivator, or that he was a master of Heavenly Dao Sword Sect.

　　Chu Tianyou was wrong and didn't justify it... No one knows his identity, it is better than when his identity is revealed in the future, this matter is spread... Let the world know that Chu Tianyou has done the embarrassment of a woman marrying someone.

　　"Also, don't call me a fairy, how do you know that I must be a Taoist fairy."

　　"I can use the method of robbing the house, maybe I am a evil cultivator." Chu Tianyou's eyebrows were cold, and he said nothing. Give Mo Changfeng face.

　　Why didn't he guess, he certainly wanted his wife to be a demon cultivator more than Xian Xiu, and Ji Wuya was a bit unwilling to slander.

　　...It's just that in the magic repair, he hasn't seen a silly white sweet like the lady in front of him who can't even lie.

　　If such a person were demon cultivator, demon way would have been wiped out by immortal way! Not to mention that Madam's description of magic cultivator is full of evil spirits, and it is what a person in the immortal way would say.

　　Thinking of this, Ji Wuya wanted to thank himself for not being exposed. Otherwise, if Mrs. is a bit tougher, she's afraid that she should pull her own thousand-year-old demon head to death.

　　Xuanli Mozun's notoriety has been spread for thousands of years, and it can still be used to stop children from crying at night in the Lower Immortal Realm.

　　"Xian and Madam are joking. Immortal Xiu and Demon Xiu are easy to distinguish, aren't they, like Madam, who is straightforward and uncomfortable in the world, and there are very few demon cultivators." Ji Wuya nodded slightly.

　　"Madam" is no better than "Fairy", Chu Tianyou is upright and upright, and now he has already said that he is not "Chu Tianyou", let alone the thought of acting.

　　"Since you know that I am not Chu Tianyou, why do you still call me your wife."

　　"The Daoist couple has a bond, and I still can't tell who is the one with me." Ji Wuya sighed and looked melancholy. The gathering aura swept across the wrist.

　　One end of the red thread that appeared was tied to his wrist, and the other end appeared on Chu Tianyou's wrist under the influence of spiritual energy.

　　Chu Tianyou looked at the red line stupidly. This was the second time he saw the red line. Under the influence of aura, the red line appeared for a limited time, and quickly faded away into nothingness.

　　Ji Wuya was thinking about the relationship between "Mo Changfeng" and Chu Tianyou. Now that the window paper has been punctured, he should ask about Chu Tianyou's whereabouts according to common sense.

　　"Leave the matter of the agreement aside for the time being, Madam can answer me first, where did Tianyou go?" Ji Wuya's tone was a bit difficult, as if he was afraid of hearing the answer that he didn't want to hear.

　　"You took Tianyou away, did she, did she..."

　　Most of the people who were taken away were souls scattered, and they would not even have reincarnations. Such a vicious result is also one of the reasons why the looting is regarded as a forbidden technique.

　　Chu Tianyou frowned when he heard Mo Changfeng's words, and being slandered out of thin air made him feel terrible.

　　"No, I didn't take her away. Before I entered this body, Chu Tianyou's soul ceased to exist."

　　"I was in the sedan chair at the time, and the obsession left by my body was

　　to marry you. At that time, I could neither get out of my body nor stop it." Become a Taoist companion." Chu Tianyou said everything he knew, except that his identity was hidden.

　　Ji Wuya's expression seemed to change uncontrollably, but in fact he was surprised by "Chu Tianyou"'s rhetoric. How could it be so coincidental?

　　So, isn't it because Chu Tianyou disappeared only two hours later than Mo Changfeng? It was just a simple coincidence, or there was something in it that I didn't know.

　　Ji Wuya intuitively felt that Chu Tianyou's disappearance must be inseparable from Mo Changfeng, who was sent to reincarnation by him.

　　"It turned out to be so, maybe it wouldn't happen if I was awake at that time." He said half-truth, his voice a little sad.

　　If he can be awake, the Daolu will definitely not be formed.

　　Chu Tianyou looked at him, and wondered if his attitude was a little better. It was his newlywed wife who was "robbing the house".

　　Ji knows no boundaries like to see her surprise, that this is a good time to explain, then said, "tell you the truth, I actually do not Nannvzhiqing on the day leisurely."

　　Chutian Yau has Nannvzhiqing It was Mo Changfeng, who had gone to reincarnation, and what did he have to do with Ji Wuya? The ray of spirit that returned was at best a brother-sister affection for Chu Tianyou.

　　"I have only brother and sister affection for Tianyou."

　　"Yesterday, I thought you were a little different from "Tianyou", but this morning it was confirmed. "Ji Wuya saw her expression unchanged, and then said, "But I see you are not a heinous cultivator, and you have a contract with the Taoist couple, you can't do anything to hurt me."

　　"So I thought, maybe another. There is a secret, but I didn't expect it to be you first." He smiled bitterly, with a little bit of consternation in his eyes.

　　...As a Demon Venerable, he wants to say that Demon Cultivation is not good. Ji Wuya feels that he can't live this day. He is willing to say that with a good voice, and it is entirely for the sake of his wife.

　　After explaining his attitude in a few words, Ji Wuya realized that the body of the person in front of him hadn't tense at the beginning. Isn't Mrs. Dao too good to be deceived?

　　"You don't have to call me "Mrs.", I'm not Chu Tianyou, the Taoist contract is just an accident. "

　　Ji heart knows no boundaries eyebrow, which are married marry him, even the companion of contract end up with.

　　I haven't met a matching partner for three thousand years alone, but there is one more Taoist companion in the immortal world. In his opinion, this is the fate of heaven. He didn't know each other in the first half of his life, but in the second half of his life, he has a long life, and there is a chance to cultivate feelings.

　　"I will find out about Tianyou. It would be great if it has nothing to do with the wife."

　　"The marriage contract has been concluded, and you and I are still Taoists before the marriage contract is terminated. You don't want to call me a husband, but this I can't help but scream, Mrs. Sheng." He looked sad, as if he had been hit hard.

　　"Up to now, I don't know what your name is, Madam, who you were before."

　　Chu Tianyou is the least good at dealing with people, especially with Mo Changfeng's soft and gentle personality, weak and good temper. He thinks he shouldn't be someone who draws a sword.

　　"Call it whatever you want. As for my identity...I don't want to say it." Chu Tianyou looked at Mo Changfeng in frustration, his fingertips moved but he didn't pinch the sword in the end.

　　To explain his identity and being called "Mrs.", he chose the latter, let him tell that he was originally a big man, and now he is married to another man as his wife? Don't even think about it!

　　Unwilling to explain his identity? Ji Wuya thought about the weak and harmless smile on his face, "Then thank you Madam. Madam doesn't want to say her identity. Madam will not harm me either."

　　"...It is me who should say thank you." Chu Tian You thought that he really had no choice but to chat with a "weak" man like Mo Changfeng.

　　Hearing that Ji Wuya is clear, this should mean that Xie himself did not expose her identity.

　　"Before I get Tianyou back, can you trouble Madam one thing?" He pretended to be difficult, and looked at her pleadingly. "Please also ask Madam to pretend to be Tianyou for a while. Father-in-law and mother-in-law are like Tianyou's daughter. , If you know... it must be difficult to accept."

　　"No..." When

　　Chu Tianyou reacted, a "no" was already spoken. What did he pick for his identity? Doesn't it mean to leave the Mo family and no longer carry the titles of "Chu Tianyou" and "Mrs. Mo Shao."

　　"I know it's difficult, but Madam, you are like Tianyou after all. I just haven't figured out how to talk to my daughter's ardent father-in-law." Ji Wuya's expression suddenly became depressed, and he hesitated for a while. State the following words.

　　"I believe you are not Demon Xiu Duoshe, but they may not believe it."

　　Chu Tianyou felt that Mo Changfeng was threatening him, but his face was completely worried, but it didn't look like it.

　　Besides, Mo Changfeng was not wrong.

　　Not everyone can rely on his own words and a few words to believe that he is not a demon, and only Mo Changfeng, a frail and sickly young master who was raised in a deep house since childhood, will believe it. He is as innocent as the little apprentice accepted by the brother. This world is all good people.

　　"Madam, you can think about it slowly, the day after tomorrow... I will return to the door." Ji Wuya smiled softly, his thin body and pale complexion made him weak.

　　Ah, as expected, Chu Tianyou looked at him blankly, with a decision in his heart.

　　"I believe you should have noticed that I don't have the same personality as

　　Chu Tianyou. People close to me will easily find the difference between me." "Madam has a cold temperament, and it is indeed not as quiet as Tian You Duan." Ji Wuya He smiled and nodded. If it weren't for this, he wouldn't find out what was wrong so quickly.

　　Chu Tianyou didn't care about Mo Changfeng's evaluation, and he was right.

　　"I'm not Shoushe, so I don't have any memory of her. I don't have any impression of anyone except you." This is the second point. If you stay, you will have more problems.

　　Chu Tianyou loves Mo Changfeng so much? Ji Wuya was a little surprised, but soon recovered, smiled and turned around and took a veil from the side.

　　"Do not like to laugh, then on to the veil concealed, illegible and my people, wife want to stay really great."

　　"Lady, what to say it."

　　"Then let you say, I also What can I say." Seeing him looking at himself, Chu Tianyou's expression remained unchanged, "But there is a time limit, I will help you at most for one month, and after one month I will leave Yunjiang City."

　　After all, Chu Tianyou occupies Chutian. Although Yuu's body was caused by an accident, he still felt a little guilty in his heart. One month may not be enough to repay, but he is running out of time...

　　Ji Wuya nodded thinking that he could not stay in Mo's family for half a month. How could he leave the Taoist companion alone when he left? here.

　　At this time, the door restriction was touched, and the two people in the room looked over at the same time.

Chapter 10

　　Chutian Yau readily removed the ban, said a door "to come."

　　The person who walked in was Lan Qing.

　　Ji Wuya probably knew why Lan Qing came in his heart. He raised the corner of his mouth and said to his wife, "Madam, let's go take a bath first."

　　Chu Tianyou thought to his heart that if Mo Changfeng knew that he was not a woman, he would definitely regret it. What he said today.

　　The expression on her face was still faint, not to mention that Lan Qing was still next to her, she was just taking a shower. "She" really didn't need to make a fuss.

　　Lan Qing left with his wife, Ji Wuya closed the door with his sleeves alone in the room, then walked to the back of the screen and undressed.

　　The torn neckline was a bit messy, even if it was cleaned up when leaving the ancestral hall, the blood stains on it would not disappear.

　　He stretched out his hand and pressed his palm to his chest, and soon a scale began to appear, and finally appeared in front of his eyes.

　　It is true that the scales blend into the heart, but it is false that they cannot be taken out.

　　The dragon clan will delinx several times in his life, and he has even done such things as taking his own scale refining device. It is so difficult to take it out as long as it can resist the pain.

　　"The scales are mine." Playing with the dragon scales on your hands, the scales did not fall off naturally but could only be pulled off.

　　——Pull out your heart and give it away, why you don’t remember this thing at all.

　　Ji Wuya quickly recalled his own memory. It was all three thousand years ago that he was the Demon Lord Xuanli in the Lower Immortal Realm, and now he made him think about what he thought of.

　　Before seeing this inverted scale, he didn't even remember that he had given the scale to someone, let alone knowing that he was missing a scale.

　　"Could it be that I have caused some romantic debts before, but I forgot myself..." Ji Wuya shuddered as he thought.

　　No, it must not be the case. If there is someone who wants to send out even Ni Lin that he likes, and has a baby, it is impossible to forget it.

　　"Then let me see, what is sealed on this inverse scale, and it is specially reserved for future generations?" Ji Wuya couldn't help but sneer when he said this.

　　Although it is said that dragon scales will recognize the master, it is talking about ordinary dragon scales. His Ni Lin only recognizes him and his Taoist companion, and other people, even his direct descendants, cannot let Ni Lin recognize the Lord.

　　Using the power of the soul, touched the black Ni scales in the heart of his hand, but was blocked by the prohibition above, Ji Wuya's face became black.

　　He actually said it accurately. The above restrictions cannot be broken with his current cultivation base. The banning method is not the one he is used to, but it is more like a Taoist method.

　　The cultivation base of the banned person should be in the fit period, and he has only the soul of the Profound Fairyland, but his cultivation base only has the seventh level of Qi training.

　　Without excessively consuming the power of the soul, he could not break this restriction at all, let alone looking at the sealed things under the restriction.

　　"This must not be the inheritance that Mo Xiaoyun said." It seems that the Mo family has been donkeyed. After Ji Wuya wanted to understand this, his expression was strange.

　　Dressed up again, he walked to the dressing table.

　　Ji Wuya's gaze directly skipped the crescent pendant that had been collected, looked at the drawers under the dressing table, and finally stopped his fingers on one of the drawers.

　　He pinched a special magic trick with his spiritual power, which happened to be the "key" to open the drawer. After a flash of spiritual energy fluctuations, he pulled out the drawer.

　　There were many jade bottles containing pill in the drawer. He picked up a black jade bottle inside, opened it and smelled it, and took out several bottles of pill with the same effect.

　　These pills were all given by Mo Xiaoyun, most of them were used during the Qi refining period, and there were very few impurities in the pills. A small part of it is the Xuanyu Pill used in the foundation building period, one can resist the spiritual energy of the monks in the foundation building period to meditate for three days.

　　"The pill is okay, the quality is a little worse, so let's make do with it. This is how the method of alchemy has not grown as much as thousands of years ago..."

　　Ji Wuya stood up, smiling and holding the jade bottle in his hand. Put it on the table, "It's fine if you haven't made any progress. The refining method is still the same... Tsk tsk, I really don’t know if these people knew that the venerable Xuanyang and Xuanli Mozun were the same person, how wonderful the scene would be. "

　　After thousands of years, when he mentioned the past, he couldn't produce much indignation except for being funny.

　　I want to come too, thousands of years have passed. Even if the lifespan of the cultivator is long, more than three thousand years is enough to consume the cultivating monk, and ordinary mortals have been reincarnated dozens of times.

　　Ji Wuya felt that he should have let go. After all, he almost couldn't remember why he abandoned the Immortal Dao and entered the Demon Dao.

　　"I don't know if the madam will be happy, and I will have the opportunity to personally..." Now that he has a Taoist companion, Ji Wuya is also willing to spoil his wife, and even thought of starting a furnace for alchemy himself.

　　It's just because he doesn't like these pills, and the person who wants to send them is his wife, and compares them with friends in the Upper Profound Realm who can only ask him to make alchemy.

　　...

　　Chu Tianyou looked calmly at the tall bath tub in front of him, and Lan Qing was helping him undress. Although he had expected such a scene a long time ago, he was still very resistant when it really came.

　　Soon, only one jacket was left on his body, and Chu Tianyou finally couldn't hold it back, and directly interrupted Lan Qing's movements.

　　"Go down, you don't need you for the rest." Unlike the need to cover up in the morning, he had already informed Mo Changfeng of his identity just now, so you don't have to bear it at this time.

　　Chu Tianyou looked at Lan Qing's somewhat puzzled gaze, turning a blind eye, but he was more determined in his heart to move Lan Qing away from him.

　　As Chu Tianyou's personal maid, Lan Qing could easily find the difference between herself and Chu Tianyou.

　　"Yes, Mrs. Young." Lan Qing was puzzled, and she still responded. When she quit, she said, "Lan Qing is waiting outside the door. I can hear you when you call it."

　　"Yeah."

　　Soon, Chu Tianyou was the only one left in this room dedicated to bathing.

　　In the steaming bathtub, a layer of begonia petals was sprinkled, and a small staircase was placed next to it, just waiting for him to take off his shirt and walk in.

　　On the wooden shelf next to each other hung pieces of floral-smelled women's dresses, and Chu Tianyou's cold face couldn't see the embarrassment in her heart.

　　"Quick battle, quick decision." He whispered, only he could hear what he said.

　　In the next second, I close my eyes and undress, and the spiritual consciousness of the foundation-building period sweeps around, as good as a second pair of eyes.

　　Chu Tianyou stepped up the steps and stepped into the bath tub. In the end, only one head was exposed to the surface of the water. The petals floating on the surface of the water covered the looming body of the woman in the water.

　　This must be the fastest time for him to take a shower. His white arms stretched out of the water, and he wiped it on his body after putting it in the box containing the fragrance gel.

　　After the bath, the white shirt was put on the body that had not yet dried the water stains, and Chu Tianyou put on the clothes that had been hung on without changing his face.

　　"Why are women's clothes so troublesome?" His brows were not frowned on his own. Fortunately, Lan Qing placed them in order. Apart from the trouble of wearing them, he would not wear them wrong.

　　The clothing of the aristocratic family has specifications, and how to wear it is prescribed. If you wear it wrong, you will laugh and be generous.

　　It took a full quarter of an hour to get dressed, standing in front of the mirror and finishing the cuffs and necklines, Chu Tianyou looked at the crimson in the mirror (tossing for too long to be hot), the bright eyes (steaming) woman, brows One pump.

　　With long wet black hair draped over his shoulders, he directly dried it with spiritual power, and then turned away indifferently to face the outside.

　　"Lan Qing, come in and pull the hair for me." It's

　　not that Chu Tianyou doesn't want to be self-reliant, but that the woman's hair bun is too complicated, and he doesn't. Even if I barely tried, the combed out is not nondescript.

　　The man's hair bun is much easier to comb. Missing the past when a hair crown can solve the problem of hair binding... Staring at Lan Qing's hand on his head in the mirror, Chu Tianyou didn't know how many times he missed the past.

　　Ji Wuya waited in the bedroom for nearly half an hour before waiting for his wife who had returned from the shower.

　　The bathed lady's eyes are as bright as a pool of autumn water, her cheeks are red like a March peach blossom, she is wearing a simple bun, and the hosta in the bun is slanted with several pearls of different sizes as tassels hanging from the end of the hosta.

　　Wearing a moon white brocade woven with silk weaving and embroidered with bluegrass, the light drape was wrapped around the arm loosely on the skirt.

　　"Madam~" Ji Wuya raised his eyebrows and chuckled, looking at the cold beauty in front of him.

　　Ah, I don't know what the madam was like, I have to ask if I have the opportunity.

　　He has all the memories of Mo Changfeng, but he will never confuse the Chu Tianyou in Mo Changfeng's memory with the woman in front of him.

　　Even though the figure is still beautiful, the style and temperament are completely different.

　　Chu Tianyou trembled at Mo Changfeng's scream. He glanced at Lan Qing on the side and responded with a stiff smile at the corner of his mouth.