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Let’s talk about the Qin Sheng wearing a mask and swept his eyes sarcastically. He seemed to have not seen his black hair as if he had begun to burn, nor did he see the burning black spots slowly appearing on his exposed skin, and the burning smell and pungent smell in the air.

He suddenly raised his hand, his palm facing upwards, and a silk thread that was originally holding in his palm suddenly ejected open, and the sound of "rubbing" shot straight into the surrounding walls.

He sneered contemptuously: "It's interesting to accumulate bones, but this trick of worms is also used to show off their ugly faces. If you touch the deity's hair, you must be prepared to bear all the consequences."

He raised his hand in an instant, and the threads were instantly tensed, crisscrossing in the air like spider webs.

Qin Sheng turned around and swept it lightly, then pinched the silk thread with his fingertips, injected all the internal force, and then began to pull it up suddenly.

Suddenly, the entire space seemed to shake, and stones began to fall.

The thread in his hand suddenly tightened again, and the whole room began to vibrate again.

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At this moment, the pictures about Qin Sheng on the wall suddenly disappeared, leaving only a sudden pale piece.

A cold light flashed in Chu Yu's drooping scarlet eyes.

So what if you pay a visit?

She always has a way!

Even Yaosi, who forced her to the point of death, could make a fuss and find a glimmer of hope.

No one can force her to do something she doesn't want!

No! No! Can! Can!

...

Gong Shaochen was stunned when he heard this. A gleeful and clear look flashed in Danfeng's eyes. His fingertips slowly closed and clenched into fists.

At this time, Tang Motian was also stunned, and then shouted happily: "Hahaha, that's great, Sister Yun, I knew that the person you like was me, and the person you love was me, come on, come on, go on and sing a ceremony!"

Chu Yu stood up, but said coldly: "I don't love you. Finally, your woman is dead. I'm waiting for you to go down and accompany her!"

After saying that, she turned around and walked towards the big red joy letter.

Tang Motian seemed to be suffocated, and then murmured to himself: "No death...but no death... Sister Yun, aren't you doing well? Look, I've grown up, I said that I will marry you when I grow up, so what if you are my uncle? I love you."

Chu Yu turned a deaf ear to him.

She walked to the word "Dahongxi", then turned her face, and looked at Gong Shaochen with a faint expression: "I'll have to do anything for you."

Gong Shaochen walked over, walked to her side, held her hand, lowered her long eyelids, glanced at Chu Yu's pretty face, and sighed: "Chu Yu, but I still remember that rainy night. I once said that I would stay with you until my old age in the next life. I never thought that I would leave the Jiajiang River and have a chance to establish a Yuantang with you. Even if it was a dream, I only hope that Nan Ke would never wake up again."

Chu Yu raised his eyes and looked at him steadily: "You know, this is not true."

Gong Shaochen's eyes were dark and unbright, and he quietly locked the face of the girl in front of him: "I don't know."

Chu Yu looked at the complex light of the joy and stubbornness in his eyes, which mixed with something she couldn't understand, and she suddenly smiled and said lightly: "I know it."

After saying that, she turned around and said coldly in the air: "Old Man Tang, can you start the ceremony? If possible, don't waste time!"

When she thought of her own vanity, her cat was still trapped in that place, she couldn't bear it for a while.

Tang Motian seemed to have come back to his senses, and his old and crazy voice said happily: "Sister Yun, we are here to celebrate, I will sing lyrics, I will hold you, do you know how hard it is for me to wait for this day?"

Chu Yu said coldly: "Then start."

Then, she took the initiative to hold Gong Shaochen's wrists backwards and stood up separately.

Gong Shaochen was stunned. Seeing her holding her hand back, a smile of doting and joy flashed in her phoenix eyes.

She still remembers it?

I remember those nights, the tacit understanding of life and death, and I did not refuse to touch him.

Tang Motian laughed out loud, and then began to sing lyrics seriously: "I like the purple swallows flying in the zodiac day. When the mandarin ducks and the beautiful scenery of the couple, the red plum blossoms are sprinkled together, and the zhilan and the couple always worship the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. There is a marriage on the Three Lives Stone. Now I have the Tang family Yun Niang as the bride. I don't want to be eternal and sometimes end, but I want to never let go of this life, and I want to worship the world."

The lyrics he spoke were gentle and friendly, and were so affectionate, every word was as if he had repeated every word and every word countless times over the long years.

It seems that every midnight dream comes back, tears wet the pillow, and I am chanting this lyrics.

Just for the heart of one person, the white bones in the underworld have bloomed, but I have been thinking about it all the way... until my hair is white.

Even Chu Yu listened, his cold expression couldn't help but move slightly, his eyes a little complicated.

She and Gong Shaochen slowly knelt down along the lyrics and bowed to the void.

"The family is prosperous and the descendants are prosperous. I will return to feed and kneel to my parents to pay my respects. I will thank my parents for their kindness in raising me. I will thank my parents for giving me a good wife. Kneel—!"

Chu Yu felt very complicated when he listened to it. In these lyrics, every bit of them was a woman he had been obsessed with for the rest of his life.

Tang Motian... In view of being a hateful person, there must be something pitiful.

This time, Gong Shaochen pulled her down and said softly: "It's the second to pay tribute to the raising of the high court, and I'm given Xiaoyu."

His hand held her tenderness tightly and looked at her with a steady smile. The love and joy in the delicate phoenix eyes were like light clouds and flowing water, without any concealment.

Just like that rainy night, when he carried her on his back.

Chu Yu looked at him, pursed his lips, and said lightly: "Gong Shaochen..."

"Even if it's a dream, let me finish it." He smiled and interrupted her.

Chu Yu suddenly felt a little silence, and he only led her to kneel down and then stood up.

Tang Motian's old voice coming from mid-air became more and more distant and ethereal, with boundless affection and... sadness.

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"The universe and the universe are in harmony with the zither and the zither are singing together, and the couple bow their heads together again; life and death are in harmony, and they talk to their son, hold their hands, grow old with them, and never give up life and death. The couple bow to the flower hall: kneel—!"

At the end, his voice was still mute, as if there was a crying sound.

Chu Yu was in a complicated and anxious mood, and only had a calm face. Finally, he talked to Gong Shaochen and bowed down.

"Etiquette!"

With this ritual sound, Chu Yu jumped up instantly and said coldly to the air: "Tang Motian, I have worshipped you too, can you let someone go?"

Tang Motian paused, and the old voice had not sounded for a long time.

Chu Yu had a bad premonition in his heart for some reason. She narrowed her eyes slightly and quietly put her short sword into her sleeve: "Tang Motian?!"

Gong Shaochen walked to her and looked at her quietly. In the complex eyes, there was a hint of coldness and melancholy, which was more unpredictable.

"Maybe, he wants to watch us have a drink?"

Chu Yu paused, his eyes fell on two wine glasses and a wine pot on the table.

She sneered: "Do you still have to fulfill your family?"

But I didn't expect that the old voice that had not sounded suddenly said sternly: "Yes, drink a glass of wine and reunite your house. Sister Yun, you are mine, and no one will take you away from now on!"

Chu Yu paused, and suddenly looked at Gong Shaochen with sharp eyes: "Where are you, do you want to settle the family with me?"

Gong Shaochen looked at her with his eyes down, his eyes burning and dark. He raised his hand and stroked him gently: "You are my wife, I naturally want to have you. From the human heart, we have been worshipped, right?"

Chu Yu pulled the corner of his mouth: "You know that's not true. You're a pair of people in your life. I'm afraid you can't even do what Tang Motian can do."

Leaving Jiajiang, he is the most romantic figure in this world. He has a long and charming look back and reveals all kinds of charm. Every frown and smile makes many women feel unstable. He has a long romantic and romantic mind, and he is a man in the dream of a pink dream, and he will never refuse anyone.

It also has ulterior motives and very good methods.

After several battles, she had always understood that Gong Shaochen's character was, even when he was in love, he would not give up on his choice of interests. How could she be willing to entrust herself? Moreover, at this time, she had already understood who the person she really was.

Then, she poured the wine into the wine glass, threw it to Gong Shaochen, and took another glass herself.

She raised her hand and touched him, drank it all, threw the wine glass on the table, and turned around to leave.

Gong Shaochen suddenly raised his hand and held her wrist, looked at her steadily, with a deep look: "This is true in my heart. If you want to have a pair of people for a lifetime, I..."

He suddenly lowered his eyes, approached her, looked at her with a fierce and dark look: "I answered you, from now on, you will be the only one by you."

As he said that, he suddenly grabbed the back of her head, leaned down, kissed the soft pink lips he had always wanted to taste, trapped her in his arms, and firmly controlled her slender body that she was struggling with.

...

On the other end, why did Tang Motian suddenly disappear for a long time and appear suddenly? He realized that something was wrong just because he had finished singing the lyrics of the chapel. He turned around and looked at the mechanism trapping Qin Sheng, and was almost so angry that he was going crazy.

He looked at everything reflected in the prism with almost no conviction. The originally specially made bone-blending water secret chamber completely collapsed and all the bone-blending water flowed everywhere.

Those extremely corrosive poisonous waters destroyed many mechanisms, and many secret passages of the tombs were melted. However, in a short while, half of the secret passages he had been familiar with and everything he had used was destroyed.

Tang Motian became a little more awake after this stimulation.

Tang Motian was so angry that he was so angry: "Ahhhh... you little beast, you turtle, where did you come from the monster!"

When he passed the five levels, he didn't know how much effort or preparation it took. It took him a full month to pass the three levels.

This monster actually passed two levels in such a short time. Every time he passed, his mechanism was destroyed and his methods were cruel!

Qin Sheng stood on the stone pillar, standing sternly, as if he was looking down on the world, raised his hand gracefully and retracted the thread, and said contemptuously and mockly: "Why, you're not crazy, old man, don't you have three levels? After the three levels are over, I will really destroy your underground palace with your Tang Yun and your son's body?"

When Tang Motian heard Tang Yun's name, he was stunned again and became crazy again. He suddenly smiled and said, "Do you want to scare me again? Uncle Master... Even if you pass the first two levels well, I will ask you to send you to the fifth level - "Inner Demon", do you dare to enter."

After saying that, he slapped the wall viciously.

Only a sound of Kara was heard.
To be continued...