The full-level boss holds the cannon fodder script

Chapter 70 Be good, Lord Shangxian [31]

He was too clever to fail to understand what it meant.

But why, did he agree?

Xuan Ze looked at her quietly, still smiling softly.

After a moment, he picked up the fiery red wedding dress.

Ye Jin frowned slightly.

Just now he asked her if she wanted him to wear this dress.The deep meaning should be asking, do you want to choose to give up on him?

—she nodded.

The Great Elder who was standing not far away did not dare to get close to these two people. He clearly wanted to vent his anger in his heart, but looking at the little girl's indifferent eyes, he was inexplicably a little scared...

However, what's wrong with the master!Why did he feel that the little girl didn't look happy at all.

Not long after, he was relieved when he saw Xuan Ze picking up the wedding dress.

It's finally time to end it.

An old bone can't stand such a toss.

However, the Great Elder soon saw in horror that the little girl in red jumped off the sword she was sitting on, grasped the hilt of the sword, and the tip of the sword was holding the flaming wedding dress, three or two Then he tore the wedding dress into a pile of pieces.

Ye Jin's eyebrows were still cold.

She put the sword behind her back and frowned at him.

"The clothes don't look good, don't wear them." She frowned and said.

Xuan Ze was stunned for two seconds, and there were dots of light in his eyes.

"Okay, listen to Ah Jin." He looked at her and smiled.

Ye Jin turned her head away.

Do not laugh.

Don't laugh at me.

"But, on the big day, wouldn't it be nice to be dressed in white..." Xuan Ze blinked his eyes lightly, pinching his sleeves with his slender fingers, his long and dense eyelashes sprinkled crow blue under his eyes, Confused seriously.

Ye Jin lowered her eyes, "It's all the same."

all the same.

Anyway, when the time comes, they will lose face.

It doesn't matter what you wear.

Xuan Ze's hand holding his sleeve froze.

Ye Jin stretched out his hand to him.

"For the rest of my life, I will guarantee your happiness and well-being." She promised earnestly and piously.

Xuan Ze smiled softly, held her hand, and said 'hmm'.

……

The rain of scorching peach blossoms floated down profusely and fell on the road, intertwining into an illusory dream.

The fiery red maple tree unfolded, and the entire sect was shrouded in an illusion intertwined with pink and pink. The sky was full of flowers and rain. Although no festive things were posted, one could still feel the strong joy.

Disciples from all major sects were all seated at the banquet. Seeing this scene, they couldn't help but marvel: "I'm afraid that's all there is to Shili Hongzhuang?"

"During this journey, I saw a total of six different varieties of Huayu. I really put my heart into it."

The younger disciple curiously reached out to take the peach petals, and then said in amazement: "There are words on the petals!"

In the center of the pale pink peach petals, the golden Xiaozhuan is written carefully.

——'To live up to you'.

The little disciple turned the petals over, and on the back was the same beautiful seal script.

——'May the next life'.

"My God, this is too thoughtful!" A few female disciples gathered together, their faces flushed with longing: "I will live up to your wishes and be with you in the next life. If someone is willing to treat me like this, I will die without regret! "

"It doesn't seem to be engraved with magic power, but I wrote it myself." The monk-like disciple wiped the words on the petals with his hand, "Look, the ink is not dry yet."

Everyone carefully identified it, and there was an instant uproar.

There is a rain of flowers all over the sky, and words are written on every petal, how much time does it take.

(End of this chapter)