Chapter 367 And the Ritual of Ji (2)

Ye Lanyi looked at him in astonishment, feeling that this kind of thing was completely unbelievable for this young man with a distorted personality.

Ying Wuying put the exquisite carved wooden box on the wooden chair in the corridor, turned around and walked towards the direction of the black market owner.

I don't know if it was her illusion, but after the revenge was avenged, the dark aura on Ying Wuying's body dissipated a lot.

The girl slowly raised her hand towards the wooden box.

Before she got the box, there was already a pair of hands picking up the wooden box faster than her.

Ye Lanyi glanced coolly at the man who suddenly appeared and sat down on the chair, and said angrily, "Give me back my gift."

Mo Fenglin raised his exquisite and beautiful chin, and when he raised his hand, a ball of purple light popped out from his palm, and knocked the wooden box to pieces silently.

"Mo! Feng! Lin!" Ye Lanyi gritted his teeth and almost roared.

This guy is really too much!The birthday gift that others give to oneself is ruined as soon as it is destroyed.

Mo Fenglin propped his face with his hands, blinked his long and seductive eyes and said quietly: "My lady, are you going to wear the clothes given by other men?"

Ye Lanyi was stunned.

She didn't think much about what Ying Wuying gave her.

She believed that Ying Wuying didn't think much about it, but after being reminded by this monster, she realized that this gift seemed a bit inappropriate.

"You can only wear the clothes I gave you." Mo Feng raised his lips and smiled strangely.

With the help of the little martial uncle, the terrible wound on his face was finally covered.

But his face was still a little pale due to excessive consumption of energy. Under this smile, it was like a seductive flower that mixed two completely different auras of elegance and beauty suddenly bloomed.

For a moment, Ye Lanyi was slightly stunned, and her slightly unhappy mood disappeared under this smile.

She wanted to cover her face.

My man's appearance is so god-defying, it's completely uncontrollable!

Mo Fenglin smiled happily, brushed her long hair fondly, and continued: "All the things you wear can only be given by me."

Ye Lanyi took a step back and pulled the hair out of his hands.

She found out that since she acquiesced, this guy's hidden possessiveness was completely aroused, and he was very mad.

"Oh miss, why are you still here? Go and change clothes with me." Yu Yao hurried over.

Mo Fenglin's eyes suddenly flashed a light of expectation.

"This skirt was brought by that evildoer?" Ye Lanyi looked at the long skirt on the hanger in a daze.

Yuyao smiled happily, "That's right, uncle is really kind to miss."

A casual smile floated from the corner of the girl's mouth.

Amidst the busyness, the hall finally tidied up.

Although Ye Lanyi and Ye Junze were born on the same day, it was still an important day for Ye Lanyi.

Therefore, she is the protagonist of this day.

Originally, important female elders were required to preside over the Jiji ceremony.

However, almost all of Ye's family are male bachelors, and the person who replaced Ye Lan's clothing and clothes was finally merged into one and let Yu Zun take care of it.

It's just that Yu Zun is now staring coldly at the man who robbed her comb.

With a smile on his lips, Mo Fenglin deliberately changed into a moon-white robe, which made him shine like moonlight pearls, attracting the attention of everyone here.

Zi Mu looked at his frightened face, and then revealed that this person was hopeless.

Suddenly, the man's calm expression as if nothing had happened was instantly broken, and his brows and eyes were full of tenderness and unconcealable heat.

"Actually, Miss Ye is a real man, why do you still use such a messy ceremony." On the outermost side of the hall, Cui Yong, a rough man, bit his ear at the people of the Qingfeng regiment.

The members of the Qingfeng regiment and the soul soldiers beside them also showed expressions of sympathy.

Shen Feihao nodded in agreement, but suddenly he was taken aback, his eyeballs almost fell out of their sockets.

Cui Yong followed his expression and looked over, also showing a foolish look.

This is Miss Ye?
This girl with an enchanting figure and a beautiful complexion is actually their team leader?

Where did their mighty and domineering leader go?
In an instant, a group of rough men roared in their hearts.

However, after the shock, they had to admit it.

It's so beautiful!

Ye Lanyi saw all the stupid expressions of these people in his eyes, and raised the corners of his lips involuntarily.

Even if Mo Fenglin's beauty is unbelievable, the appearance of her body is not bad.

Especially after a year of recuperation and several times of tempering the body, the skin became as white as snow, and the eyebrows and eyes gradually opened.

Her facial features are originally pretty, and coupled with her own arrogant personality, her beauty is also that kind of aggressive, aggressive, and people will be attracted immediately after seeing it.

It's just that usually, for the convenience of her movements, she simply tied her hair up, and even often wore men's clothes, so people would notice more of the heroic spirit in her bones when people looked at her.

Under the sun, the fine crystal beads falling on the purple gauze skirt refracted dazzling brilliance, as if lifting her out of the purple smoke.

The fluttering skirt danced by her side, shining brightly, as if taking off the entire Milky Way and wrapping it around her body.

Seeing the girl walking step by step, the stunning man who was waiting for her suddenly had an illusion.

It seemed that this was not her wedding ceremony, but the wedding hall waiting for the arrival of the bride.

Until Ye Lanyi was led to kneel down in a daze at the saluting position, he still couldn't recover.

Seeing this, Yu Zun immediately came up to snatch the comb again.

The man came back to his senses and dodged away.

He brushed the jade comb from the jet-black hair, he didn't know what to think, bent slightly, and whispered in Ye Lanyi's ear: "In the future, how about combing and pulling hair for your husband and wife?"

A trace of astonishment flashed across the girl's eyes, her earrings turned red quietly, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.

The figure of intertwined whispering looks so beautiful that it is unbearable to break.

Ye Qintian's old face blossomed into a smile, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that his granddaughter had found a peerless husband-in-law.

However, Ye Mingshu's face became more and more serious, his hands were tightly grasping the armrest, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Beside him, the blue-eyed young man lowered his eyes indifferently, quietly suppressing the sudden burst of irritability and desire to kill in his body.

The jade comb was combed from top to bottom, and the man combing the hair of his beloved did not pick up the hairpin prepared by the Ye family, but carefully took out a jade box from his arms.

In the jade box, lay a red hairpin quietly, shaped like a phoenix, ready to fly.If you look carefully, you can still see that there seem to be flowing water patterns in the hairpin, which are constantly changing along with the light.

Zi Mu's eyes widened suddenly, and he almost blurted out two words, "Crazy!"

Fan Qingxian's always dull expression also trembled slightly, as if he was shocked, and seemed to finally understand something, his eyes suddenly became complicated.

(End of this chapter)

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