After death...

Dongfang Bubai forced himself to digest Luo Feiyu's words, then looked shaking again and said strangely: "... Are the fortunes of those martial arts warlocks accurate? Is your monk's fate really true, or is it someone else catching a fright?"

A man who can be named "the wonderful monk of wife" sounds quite cruel!

Could it be that Luo Feiyu's accidental death is caused by the fact that this monk's fate is too strong?!

Dongfang Bubai narrowed his eyes and said quietly: "...I suddenly regretted giving you to him."

Luo Feiyu was amused and crying: "They don't know the truth, and they can't count them if they spread it blindly!"

Dongfang Bubai still felt uneasy, but now they have worshipped the church, and it is still done by themselves, and it is too late to regret it. He pondered for a moment and secretly reported the names of drugs and poisons to Luo Feiyu with a secret message.

"This is the refining method and antidote of the Three Corpse Brain Divine Pill."

Luo Feiyu's face froze. He understood Dongfang's meaning. Dongfang Bubai was afraid that Wuhua would be so desperate as rumored. If he regretted it in the future, he could use this to kill Wuhua directly to avoid any worries.

He said seriously: "...I won't give him this medicine!"

Dongfang Bubai snorted, "It's your business whether to use it or not. If I hand it over to you, there is no reason to take it back. You can just use it to deal with anyone. If you feel sorry for him and are reluctant to leave, you deserve it if you are really defeated by that monk in the future."

He pressed Luo Feiyu's shoulder with one hand, and the surging and domineering true energy rushed straight into his meridians, accurately finding the corpse worm that was lying in Luo Feiyu's body, and shook it into powder in one fell swoop.

Luo Feiyu's throat became sweet and he immediately sat down to regulate his breathing.

"This corpse worm has only been lurking in your body for two months and has not yet merged into the blood vessels and organs, so it is not easy to remove. However, this thing is harmonious with the blood vessels. After all, it will damage some qi and blood after being eradicated. You can rest for two days without any hindrance."

Luo Feiyu finally cleared his unfavorable state under his blood strips. While he was happy, he did not forget to make Dongfang Bubai happy: "Good sister, I know you still feel sorry for me!"

Dongfang Bubai threw him a porcelain bottle and turned around as if he was disgusted, "The medicine inside can strengthen the foundation and cultivate the yuan. I was not ruthless when I beat the monk. He was very injured. Both of you were suffering from internal injuries. I will be more restrained tonight-"

"Puff——Cough cough cough…!!" Luo Feiyu's face suddenly turned red into a braised shrimp, "This, don't worry about this kind of thing!"

...

There must be a lot to say between Dongfang and Yang Lianting, and this quiet mountain peak should be left for them to slowly pass away. Luo Feiyu quickly became timid and left and went back to his bridal chamber.

However, I didn't expect that this place was decorated from the inside to the outside, with red silk spreading all over the bed, and the warm yellow candlelight reflected on the thin red gauze tent, making a soft color faint.

Wang Lianhua proudly gave him a look of "praising me quickly" and bowed and smiled, "Brother, am I good enough?"

Luo Feiyu threw it to his two jars of daughter Hong, "Thank you."

He lifted up the layers of red tents and walked into the room. He saw a beautiful back standing quietly in the deep soft red area.

Luo Feiyu took the door and walked quietly.

Wuhua knew he had been back, but she didn't move while standing.

Luo Feiyu covered Wuhua's eyes from behind and asked with a chuckle, "Young master, are you waiting for Hong Xiuxiu who plays with a big fan or the little fairy holding an umbrella?"

Wuhua's lips curled up and replied, "I'm waiting for Luo Feiyu."

Luo Feiyu said "tsk" and said dissatisfiedly: "Both are Luo Feiyu."

Wuhua said: "That's all."

Luo Feiyu was in a dilemma. This monk was too greedy. He had to take off all his clothes anyway. Could he still wear half of each of them for him to show? Is he going to wear wedding clothes with his umbrella's shell now, or should he just change back to his body as the "Luo Dagen"?

He then said, "Only one can be chosen!"

Wuhua thought for a while, "Then let's show off."

The first time he met Luo Feiyu was in the wedding night. At that time, he bullied Luo Feiyu so badly that he let the cold wind blow in the Gobi Desert all night.

Now that I have been walking around, I am still having fun with this person in the bridal chamber, but my mind is completely opposite.

I couldn't avoid it at that time, and I was so itchy at this moment.

Destiny is really mysterious. Even after ten years, it still needs to be made up for the same person.

He pulled down Luo Feiyu's hand that covered his eyes, turned around, and saw no surprise that he saw a young man with silver hair, red clothes and barefoot clothes.

Wuhua kissed his eyebrows and sighed: "After so many years... you haven't changed at all."

Luo Feiyu's conditioned reflex counterattack: "For so many years, you haven't grown a single hair on your head."

"..." Wuhua's beautiful thoughts were immediately spilled by his words, "... Since I picked up your 'equipment' in the Evil Valley, not only did I improve my martial arts, but my body seems to have stopped at that time."

"Ah?" Luo Feiyu was surprised for a moment and suddenly realized: "No wonder you have always been bald!"

"..." Wuhua held back again, as if he was quite frustrated: "You can't look at the atmosphere and say something nice?"

Luo Feiyu smiled and said, "A dog doesn't spit out ivory in his mouth, why should the master hold such hope!"

Wuhua: "..." Suddenly I felt that the sweet and tender wedding candle he had expected might not be much the same as he had imagined.

Luo Feiyu threw himself into his arms with a smile, and his arms pressed against the master's symmetrical and strong waistline. "Isn't this good? How many people in the world want to live forever can't even ask for it, but you can easily live forever and time will be endless."

Wuhua was silent for a while and reached out to hug him, "...It's because of this that I feel glad."

"?" Luo Feiyu didn't understand why.

"You have a short life in every life and will definitely die before me; but you will be reborn again, endless... If I am like an ordinary person, I will disappear from the world in a few decades..."

He sighed intricately: "If I am gone, you will walk alone, who will wipe your butt for you again, and who will kill those who bully you for you..."

Luo Feiyu's heart was so soft that it was very soft in an instant.

Wuhua suddenly laughed again, with a bit of innocent evil spirit in her smile, which was both sacred and handsome, and also had the temptation that made people unable to stop.

"If I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell? Anyway, my hands will be unclean. As long as I don't put down the butcher knife in my hand for a day, you can't give up on me for a day, and I will come to me for life..."

Luo Feiyu couldn't help but feel in love, so he pushed Wuhua down on the bed, buried his head in front of his chest, hugging him tightly, and the tip of his nose was filled with the simplicity and gentle agarwood smell on the other person's body.

"...Monk..." His voice was muffled, as if he was moved for the first time.

Wuhua smiled.

Yes, that's exactly what it means to be like a wedding night.

Luo Feiyu took advantage of the convenience of lying above and raised Wuhua's chin and said piously: "You are so beautiful, I want to sleep with you!"

Wuhua: "..." Slowly, put your obedient and obedient style back!

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(*/w╲*) Luo Luo's style can't be broken back, I can't be broken back in this life. You should get used to it early 233333333
Chapter completed!