An extraordinary journey from the beginning

Chapter 195 Good Marriage
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The full moon hangs high, and the moonlight sprinkles the earth.

"You two are leaving, why are you in such a hurry." Wei Shengyan looked at the two of them, and couldn't help showing doubts.

The matter of Nianguang Pavilion has passed, and Limeng has gone to nowhere, it seems that it has no real influence, and it is only a guess as to whether Shenzong is the emperor, but it is only a few days, why is he leaving.

Don't you plan to solve the mess left by Marquis Pingjiang in Pingting?

Wei Shengyan really can't keep up with the brains of these two now.

"Do I need to report to you when I leave? Arrange for the fishing boat to weave fire tomorrow." Lu Ming naturally did not hide anything, he has always been used to doing things according to his own temperament.

As for the things in Ping Ting, when Marquis Ping Jiang was under the control of the imperial eunuch, they couldn't be reversed at all. A Weisheng inkstone was enough, and whether Weisheng inkstone would have other ideas was not what he considered.

Leaving suddenly was not only because of Linglong, but also because of his own considerations.

Although the Nianguang Pavilion and his party lost their memory inside, Lu Ming had a faint feeling that the experience inside was not very important. He urgently wanted to take Linglong out of here from the bottom of his heart.

It's like... the consciousness that time is running out.

Subconsciously, she wanted to leave her time to Linglong.

"The villain doesn't dare, I call Liu Let the housekeeper arrange the transfer of fishing boats, does your lord need other preparations?" Wei Shengyan leaned slightly.

"I don't need anything. Zhihuo's land is its own ecological environment, and I don't need anything." Shaking his head, Lu Mingyou took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Weisheng Yan, "Give this to me." To Zhaodu, I agree to your marriage grant, and I understand it."

Wei Shengyan took the envelope, rubbing the real touch with his fingers, a smile bloomed on his face, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

After speaking, he walked out of the yard respectfully.

Even though he has the most wealth in Suchuan, in some respects, he still needs the support of the emperor and Zhaodu, not for other reasons, but just wanting to give the woman in his heart a perfect marriage.

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The night was dark and pure, but fortunately the bright moonlight illuminated the entire yard.

Hanging the lantern in his hand on the barb on the eaves of the wall, Lu Ming looked at Linglong, who was drinking and admiring the moon, and was about to call out to her, when he suddenly felt a tingling pain in his mind, and he staggered and almost fell to the ground.

The sound caught Linglong's attention, she turned her head and saw him, and hurried to support Lu Ming who was crumbling, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

"My head..." Before he finished speaking, Lu Ming felt a stabbing pain in the back of his head, as if the fragments were directly passing through his mind, and he fainted from the pain.

Beads of sweat were visible to the naked eye on his unconscious face, and his body temperature was also gradually rising, extremely hot.

"Lu Ming, don't scare me~" Linglong hugged Lu Ming, the body in her arms became hotter and hotter, as if holding a molten body filled with hot water.
Linglong's arm gradually showed signs of being burned, but she still did not let go.

"Come on, come on!"

"Don't, don't scare me..."

"I just found you..."

The girl's voice was gradually whimpering, crying, helpless, she seemed to be unable to do anything but hug him, feeling his body temperature that was about to melt away.

The clothes above the arms had been burned with holes, and the snow-white clothes were almost burnt.

At this time, a ripple appeared in the yard, and there was a click sound like a mirror being broken.

Limeng appeared on the eaves of the house at some point, looking at the man and woman who were almost on fire below, "It's useless for you to hold him, it's just a useless thing to hurt yourself, he won't less pain."

Her face was covered with beads of sweat and tears. Linglong heard the voice, suppressed her fainting consciousness and glanced upwards. When she saw that it was Limeng, she turned a deaf ear and just continued to hug Lu Ming silently, letting the burning sensation continue to rise .

"Hey, why bother." Li Meng sighed, raised his hand slightly, a glare shot down from his hand, and fell on Lu Ming's body below, his body temperature gradually dropped, although it was still hot but not enough to burn his skin .

A gust of breeze blew by, and the wound felt cool in the wind, and after the blowing, there was a tearing pain.

Linglong pulled herself together and looked at Limeng intently, "Can you save him? You lied to me!"

"Don't look at me like that, I can't save him, and I can't even delay his gradual cremation." Li Meng shook her head and said expressionlessly, "Just now, I just took advantage of his loss of control and killed him." It's just being pulled into the illusion, and it won't be long before the illusion will shatter when he regains consciousness."

A thorn of vines appeared at the eaves of the wall and rose through it. Limeng moved his toes lightly and easily dodged it. The green plants in the yard moved automatically without wind, and one after another began to grow rapidly, forming sharp thorns, heading towards Flying away with the fence dream.

"It's useless for you to kill me, let alone...you really can't kill me." Li Meng waved his hand, a ripple flashed in the air in front of him, and all the vine thorns passed through the ripple and disappeared.

I don't know if he hid, or if he used an illusion to change his direction.

"You are the descendant of the Li clan, and you have been suppressed by him for 500 years, how could I believe your words." After several attempts failed, Linglong put down her hand, but still scolded.

"I have said that although my surname is Li, I am no longer in the direct bloodline of the Li family. It was just a coincidence that I was adopted by the old pavilion master and inherited this inheritance. This karma cannot be blamed on me. "

"Then you're still here?"

"Just confirm the facts. I just didn't expect that he is really Shenzong." Limeng looked at the fainted young man with curiosity in his eyes: "It's really hard to imagine how he lived for 500 years."

"It's simply not something that normal people can do."

"And he was cursed by the royal family. The constant curse of the royal blood has allowed him to live well until now."

No one can live for 500 years. Even the three great protoss have some strange abilities. This is not uncommon in Suchuan. Devices that can be implanted in the body, the Yueling clan who are born to fly... Abyss It is a monster that can devour human essence and blood and leave a skin.

But no matter how special these are, they cannot live to be five hundred years old.

Limeng learned about Shenzong's face from the memory of the old pavilion master who died. She thought it was just a coincidence that the descendants resembled it. Now, seeing the scene where the curse was left behind by the former royal family, she was really sure. His Majesty is really Shenzong.

It was him 500 years ago, and it will be him 500 years later.

As if looking at a piece of peerless porcelain, Li Meng sighed softly, "It's incredible!"

Linglong put down her hand, her eyes were still cautious.

Li Meng came back to his senses, and shook his head gently, "Don't look at me like that, I said I can't do anything to him, if I don't have the inheritance of the Li family, maybe I can, but since I have the inheritance, I can only follow him." You become friends."

"If you can't save him, then there's no need to say that."

"Go to weave the fire, there is a burial place, maybe you can find a solution." Li Meng didn't argue, looking further south, "It is said that all the royal families who were killed were buried in the weaving fire. Forbidden land, Yan Xiqiang."

"Your great fire-weaving ancestor, Huo Tuke also volunteered to guard the Yanxi Wall."

Shaking his head, Li Meng smiled and said, "It's really interesting. One killed the king and became the king. You, who he was looking for, were born in Zhihuo, and replaced the noble status of the so-called divine master.

I suddenly understood Wei Shengyan a little bit, this is just a game for you people, the reincarnation of the rich and powerful. "

After speaking, Li Meng's figure slowly dissipated, and he was no longer in the yard.

The wind blows and the grass stirs, but there is silence in the yard.

Linglong was sure that Li Meng had left, and then she looked at Lu Ming again, feeling the still beating heartbeat of the other party, and smiled again, "Are those the ones you killed?"

"Whether it's a curse or a backlash, we bear it together!"

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The next day, the sun rose and poured into the yard, it was very warm.

Inside the pavilion, the comfortable feeling made Lu Ming yawn, his stiff neck moved, and he accidentally saw a few broken stones on the eaves,
"This... Weishengyan has been stolen?"

"my God!"

Tapping his head lightly, Lu Ming seriously thought about it, and after a while, he remembered that he seemed to have passed out for some reason last night, "Damn, someone must have put Mixiang on it."

"Tear! By the way, Linglong...Linglong!"

Lu Ming came back to his senses, stood up from the teacher's chair on the pavilion, looked around blankly, wondering where his daughter-in-law went, and why the matter of who was in the pavilion last night was automatically ignored.

He didn't let him search for long. Lu Ming, whose brain was twitching, yelled twice, and Linglong came out of the house, holding a plate in her hand, and put it on the table, "What are you yelling about? It's early in the morning."

"You know how to cook?" Lu Ming looked away from his sister, and looked directly at the plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake. He made it himself and finished eating it last night, so... Linglong made it.

My God, Linglong can cook.

Lu Ming didn't know why, he felt like he had discovered a new continent.

The eyes were quite shocked, and then she was rubbed by Linglong, "What do you mean? You explained it clearly to me, what exactly do you mean? Who do you look down on?"

"You... a gentleman who has been pampered and spoiled in the palace for more than ten years can cook. Can't I grow up in the mountains and fields?"

hardworking housekeeping...

Didn't he tell her that he only stayed in the palace for nine years?

Lu Ming put aside his attention, there is no way to argue, so he reached out and picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and threw it into Linglong's mouth, she ate it happily, and licked her tongue eagerly.

"Why don't you eat it? Don't worry about my cooking?" Linglong asked.

"...I don't eat sweets." Lu Ming picked up another piece and reminded her weakly.

"Aw..." An embarrassed expression appeared on Linglong's face, she snorted angrily, and was about to go back to the house with the plate, but was pulled back by Lu Ming, "It's okay to eat once in a while."

People who like to cook are often people who have restrained great temptation and have a firm will.

Obviously, Lu Ming broke this kind of setting. He seldom has a firm will in front of girls. Every frown and smile affects his mind, and he always puts down a lot of stubborn opinions.

The warm atmosphere can often make people forget the pain and unpleasant things subconsciously. In the morning, Lu Ming, who just woke up, was led astray by Linglong, and followed Linglong with all his heart.

It wasn't until Weishengyan came to inform the two that the fishing boat was ready to set off at any time that he suddenly remembered something, slapped his forehead and said to Weishengyan: "Weishengyan, I will call as many guards as possible in the future. It is also the home of the richest man, and there are no bodyguards."

"Thieves came into my yard last night."

"Thief?" Wei Shengyan looked puzzled, not to mention that the thief dared to break into Wei Sheng's house without fear of death, but that the courtyard of the God Lord and the Lord had also specially ordered the servants to watch carefully.

"Cough~" At this time, Linglong coughed lightly to attract the attention of the two, and said, "No thief, last night..."

Pulling Lu Ming's arm, she whispered, "Ahem...you're drunk."

Lu Ming's eyes widened: "Didn't I faint?"

Linglong also widened her eyes: "I said you were drunk, and you were drunk."

Lu Ming looked at the girl, turned his head and smiled at Wei Shengyan, "Yes, I'm drunk."

Wei Shengyan was speechless, he could see that the two were a bit tricky, but unfortunately his thoughts were not here, and there was no need to guess what the two were thinking, it would be better to send them away earlier.

The fishing boat was docked at the pier of Weisheng's house, the koi-like goldfish was covered with red silk, and the window was pasted with the word "Happy".

Wei Shengyan explained to the two: "My wedding is coming soon. In order to welcome the guests, all the fishing boats are pasted with happy words. If you don't like it, you can wait for a while, and I will order someone to dismantle it."

Lu Ming looked at Xizi, a smile welled up in his eyes, he didn't speak, and blinked at the girl.

Linglong took his sword, pulled out the sheath with a bang, and said, "I will chop anyone who dares to remove the Xi character!"

"Wei Shengyan, you are married well."

Linglong looked at Weishengyan, her tone was quite sour, and she meant something, her eyes and words implied someone.

Lu Ming laughed, and pulled her onto the deck of the fishing boat, then cut off the docked towing rope with a sword, the golden fish screamed, and then slowly lifted into the air.

Wei Shengyan stayed in place with the goldfish gradually disappearing into the clouds in the sky, with a smile on his face still unabated, "The current King and Divine Master, it's really interesting."

Good moods always influence each other. In the morning, Wei Shengyan was made to laugh in his heart by the sour and envious eyes of the king and the god master, and his whole face became much more radiant.

Finally, there are still people who envy my Wei Shengyan.

With a happy heart and a lot of brisk footsteps, Wei Shengyan walked into Miss Yin's yard, and a white dress greeted his eyes.

"Your Majesty and the Divine Lord left, and I asked me to arrange it temporarily last night." Wei Shengyan explained, reaching out to take the letter from his arms, "The marriage certificate from Chaodu will come soon."

Yin Zhuang nodded slightly, stretched out her hand to caress the bracelet in her hand, and remained silent.

Wei Shengyan was also silent.

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(End of this chapter)