Fantasy: My green plum is actually the heroine

The night is dark, and the moon is full of shadows.

The bright moonlight became the only source of light in the room, and a soft and warm light shrouded the two people on the bed.

They lay on their sides, looking at each other, chatting about all kinds of things that happened during this time, while Yan Xueli's eyes were shining, with strong expectations, staring at Fan Yunmo.

Fan Yunmo felt Yan Xueli's scorching gaze, with a gentleness in his eyes, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "What's wrong?"

"Immortal Master promised us to marry tomorrow, very happy." Yan Xueli smiled and squinted slightly, reaching out to touch Fan Yunmo's smooth cheeks.

Fan Yunmo naturally grabbed Yan Xueli's hand and held it in the palm of his hand, obviously he had held it countless times, but every time he felt extremely precious.

Yan Xueli approached Fan Yunmo and exhaled Rulan: "I think I have to prepare wedding dresses first." She

smelled the hair of the person in her arms and felt each other's presence.

Yan Xueli thought that although the marriage ceremony between herself and Yun Mo could not be beautiful, it could not be wronged by the two of them, even if no one watched the ceremony, it could not be without clothing.

So she got up in the middle of the night, came to the table by the window, made a wedding dress and wanted to complete the affair with Fan Yunmo as soon as possible, what unpredictable variables happened in the province, as the saying goes, fire and theft and immortal master.

At this time, the cold moon is high, a lamp in front of the window is rekindled, and Yan Xueli's face is exquisite under the candlelight, and her skin is better than snow.

Seeing her take out the silver needle thread, Fan Yunmo knew that she was not talking casually.

"Madam, are you trying to change your old clothes into wedding clothes?"

Yan Xueli has more white clothes, all of them are his.

She didn't pay much attention to dressing, except for red and black, and Fan Yunmo's white robe, she didn't like other colors.

As for Fan Yunmo, he has always been a plain robe and a white shirt, and he has rarely changed.

Yan Xueli nodded: "Well, this is an old dress, I plan to change it into a new one, and then embroider it with gold silk, so that it will look more noble." "

Lady, wedding dresses can actually be bought, there is no shortage of tailor shops in Cloud Demon City." Fan Yunmo also got up from the bed, sat on the side and touched Yan Xueli's long hair, and his tone was full of warmth.

The demon clan also has to dress and change, and there is also a set of cumbersome procedures for marrying, and there are many Ming media marrying, but there is no lack of primitive plunder.

Yan Xueli shook her head and refused: "No, husband, I want to wear a homemade red wedding dress with you, so that it will have a unique charm."

After speaking, he smiled softly at Fan Yunmo, his eyes were clear and transparent, pure and clean.

Those who didn't know thought that Yan Xueli was a simple and harmless little girl, but Fan Yunmo knew that it was all appearances.

In the next second, Yan Xueli said what she thought from the bottom of her heart: "If I could, I would like to be able to dye a white dress red with my husband's blood, and then wear it as a wedding dress, which is valuable and meaningful." Fan

Yunmo: "........."

He turned his head to look at his white robe on the shelf, gently pulled the corner of his mouth to reveal a bitter smile, if this is the case, even if he will not die, he will collapse to death.

"Madam, don't think too far."

"I know, if that's the case, I'm afraid my husband won't be able to hold it at night."

Fan Yunmo sat next to her and smiled bitterly: "The lady knows it." However, when he remembered that he wanted to spend a month alive, he suddenly felt that it was not impossible to drip blood to make clothes.

The candle flickered, and both of them silently said nothing.

Yan Xueli is concentrating on needlework in front of the candlelight, and it can be seen that she really knows how to make clothes, and her craftsmanship is still very good, and she can hardly fault it.

The wedding dress is mainly red and golden yellow is used as the rim.

The sleeves are worn over the top, and the skirt is long enough to hang to the floor.

Fan Yunmo couldn't understand, lying on the table and quietly watching her busy.

The night is gradually hazy, there is silence outside the window, and the crescent moon is like a hook, hanging on the branches of the treetops, emitting a faint light.

The mountains outside the village are hidden in the mist, like distant mountains, but also seem to be close at hand, mysterious and beautiful.

I don't know how long it took, Yan Xueli turned his head and saw that he was drowsy, so he spoke: "Husband, go to sleep."

Her red eyes were wide and her thin lips were red and full.

"I want to accompany my wife." Fan Yunmo regained a little sobriety, held his chin with one hand, and smiled lightly.

"My husband accompanies me, and I won't show mercy to my subordinates tomorrow night." Yan Xueli pinched the silver needle and threaded, and said nonchalantly.

Fan Yunmo murmured: "I know, I just want to accompany you."

Yan Xueli stopped moving, tilted his head to look at Fan Yunmo, saw that he was very serious, his heart softened, and finally took the bench back a little and patted his thigh towards him.

"Husband, lie down."

The bench is originally made of wood, which is much wider than ordinary chairs, and it is more than enough to seat two people.

And let Fan Yunmo lie down, although his long legs cannot be straightened, he lies on his side, and his head is resting on Yan Xueli's legs.

"No, I'll just lie on the table."

"Listen to me and lie down." Yan Xueli said undoubtedly, her tone was serious, almost commanding, and she directly put her arm around his shoulders and let him lie on her lap.

The moment Fan Yunmo's head rested on her thigh, she felt as if her whole heart was soaked in hot water, comfortable and relaxed, and she couldn't help but close her eyes to enjoy this warmth and sweetness.

Yan Xuelijiao's body instinctively trembled slightly, and suddenly felt that her move seemed too abrupt, and she was obviously not very comfortable.

But she lowered her eyebrows, and when she saw Fan Yunmo who was quietly closing her eyes on her lap, her face softened a little, and her thin lips pursed slightly.

"Husband, since you don't want to sleep in bed, then you can sleep here obediently tonight."

Fan Yunmo opened a thin slit, the scenery was beautiful, the jade rabbit on his chest looked very plump under the profane clothes, and now he blocked his vision, he couldn't see his face, he could only see her busy hands on the table.

With a rounded silhouette, his breathing suddenly tightened, and he slowly raised his other arm to cover his eyes, continuing to enjoy the rare warmth.

......

At this moment, Yunling divided the sect, and Feng Ziling was arguing with Bai Wanning.

"Wanning, why don't you let that girl get married, but secretly hold a wedding banquet, I don't agree!" Feng Ziling had a posture of protecting the calf.

Yan Xueli is her apprentice, how can she suffer such grievances, she is also the head of a sect, but she didn't expect that her apprentice couldn't even marry a beautiful person, and it was a lot of bad customs to spread out.

And if it is a Ming marriage, even if those people dare to covet Yan Xueli, they have to weigh it, who dares to provoke Xiao Yunmo, and she is the master.

As soon as Feng Ziling thought of those people, she felt that something was wrong.

She can make up stories, naturally she will also be cranky, as well as all kinds of love and hate entanglements, Feng Ziling does not want her own apprentice to be wronged, but Bai Wanning is even more unwilling.

Bai Wanning glanced at Feng Ziling with a frown, and said coldly: "Since the sect master cares so much about his disciples, then you will go and help them with their wedding!"

Her tone was unkind, her tone up, clearly displeased.

"I..." Feng

Ziling naturally couldn't do it, she was just a wisp of divine soul, and her activities were limited.

"If you can't do it, obediently follow my arrangement, or it's better to leave here now, so as to hinder my eyes and affect my state of mind." Saying that, Bai Wanning flicked her sleeves and left, leaving Feng Ziling standing in place.

Feng Ziling gritted her teeth, glanced at Bai Wanning's figure entering the house, and clenched her fists and waved her hand behind her.

She is the sect master of the Yunling Sect, right!?

Suddenly, Bai Wanning stopped, turned her face sideways and asked Feng Ziling who was standing in the courtyard, solemnly reminding: "Remember what I just said, if you can't do it, obediently obey, otherwise Hugh blames me for turning my face ruthlessly."

Without looking back, she walked into the room and slammed the door shut.

Feng Ziling was so angry that she wanted to beat someone, but she couldn't do anything about Bai Wanning, so she had to catch up and continue to ask for an explanation.

After entering the house, she saw that Bai Wanning was already sitting on the edge of the bed, and her plain white clothes made her more and more noble, and glanced at Feng Ziling: "If there is anything, say it quickly." "

Her time is precious, not a time for small talk.

Feng Ziling looked at her scrutinizing eyes, and couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of spit, and said weakly: "Wanning, are you... Know what?

Bai Wanning sneered, lying on the bed in a lazy posture, tapping the armrest with a slender finger, and said slowly: "What do you think?" Sect Master, are you confessing yourself, or are you planning to let me find out myself?" Feng

Ziling had been urging, and she sensed that something was wrong.

Feng Ziling paused for a long time, and coughed lightly: "Wanning, that girl definitely didn't mess with flowers outside, I think it must be a misunderstanding..."

However, when Feng Ziling thought of those guys who wanted to fight Yan Xueli for no reason, her voice became weaker and weaker, and finally simply disappeared, after all, she herself did not know how Yan Xueli offended them.

The Yunling Sect is powerful, but it is also a well-known and decent sect.

Only Yan Xueli is like a demon cultivator, thirsty for killing, killing like numb, even if they are all damned people, it also makes Feng Ziling have a headache, and every time he can always cause some trouble.

Undoubtedly, the group of people who attacked Yan Xueli must have some kind of relationship with Yan Xueli.

"Why don't you speak, are you going to admit it, or continue to pretend to be confused?" Bai Wanning snorted coldly, her tone cold, with a warning.

"I said, the wedding can still take place as usual?" Feng Ziling gritted her teeth and finally revealed these words.

When Bai Wanning heard this, she narrowed her dangerous eyes and thought for a long time, and then nodded: "Let them go, since it is the choice of that girl, then she is responsible for Yun Mo's safety, anyway... It was too late for her to regret it.

"Could it be true that you said she would die?"

Bai Wanning looked up at the night outside the window, as if looking into the distance through the window, her eyes were ethereal: "If she dares, I will dare to kill." Feng

Ziling was silent for a long time, and finally sighed, and didn't ask more, anyway, with Bai Wanning's nature, how could she hurt people for no reason? Only if it hurts Xiao Yunmo, the anti-scale, will ...

And staying next to the daughter of Destiny will indeed be affected, but Bai Wanning still found a way to suppress the luck on Yan Xueli's body and ensure Fan Yunmo's safety.

The so-called misfortune and fortune depend on each other, where blessings and misfortunes fall, and where misfortunes depend, how many years have passed now, and it is not as good as usual, and nothing major has happened.

On this night, Feng Ziling told her the cover letter and what happened when Dengling Sect wanted to fight Yan Xueli.

After Bai Wanning listened, she couldn't help but say: "Trouble." "Recently,

I asked Wen Youyuan to investigate, and they went to Xianzhou Port, presumably thinking of the demon world."

Bai Wanning frowned slightly, looking at her suspiciously: "Really has nothing to do with that girl?" "

This kind of drama that has no wrongs and no hatred, but it has to be entangled, she doesn't believe it will matter."

Bai Wanning had to admit that Yan Xueli really looked enchanting and moving, although she often dressed in men's brocade robes, but the beauty in her bones could not be hidden, giving people a charming feeling, especially those peach blossom eyes seducing the soul and seducing all living beings.

Feng Ziling shook her head and affirmed: "Well, it really doesn't matter at all, just inexplicably remember hatred, I am also very depressed, but the two disciples of the Lingmiao Sect have a good relationship with Xiao Yunmo."

A moment later, Feng Ziling seriously added: "I will secretly stop them from going to the demon realm, and I will not let Xiao Yunmo be implicated."

"Saying it's involved, in fact, you don't want Yun Mo to know, right?" Bai Wanning had a sneer at the corner of her mouth, with a look of insight, and she lowered her head when she saw Feng Ziling's heart, she really couldn't hide her.

"I don't care about that girl, you can see for yourself." Bai Wanning coldly dropped a sentence.

Hearing this, Feng Ziling suddenly felt that the burden on her shoulders was heavier.

Bai Wanning's appearance is obviously that her mother-in-law does not want to care about her daughter-in-law's affairs, and she can't let Xiao Yunmo know.

Under normal circumstances, it is a good thing for a daughter-in-law who has a bad relationship with her mother-in-law, but the tired person is Feng Ziling, who is bitter in her heart, but she still dare not say it.

In the next short period of time, even if Feng Ziling secretly prevented Ye Yan and the others from boarding the Immortal Boat, those people were even crazier than she thought, and they were even ready to sneak across the realm...