Rebirth of the Hand and Heart

Seeing Nineteen coming out of the room exhausted, the doctor stepped in first and rushed to the bed to check the pulse of the elixir.

The wound was still the same, but the weak pulse was beating vigorously at this moment. The doctor breathed a sigh of relief, turned to look at Nineteen who was standing at the door watching his movements, and said lightly: "I'm sorry."

"You don't need to apologize to me. This is what I should do. I should leave. Don't tell him I've been here when he wakes up." Nineteen waved his hand and left without any regrets.

"Come and go, who is he?" Zhao Jiangting was curious, and the doctor sighed, "He is the master of the elixir." He had met him once before, and he remembered that the elixir had called him master.

"No wonder" seeing that the elixir was fine, Zhao Jiangting and Mo Yuanxun's originally high-spirited hearts were relieved a lot. They both looked at the elixir lying there, and then looked at each other.

"There is something I have wanted to do a long time ago." Zhao Jiangting spoke first, and Mo Yuanxun chuckled, "I think so too, then, please!"

The doctor pursed his lips and looked at the unconscious elixir, pouted and said: "I didn't expect anyone to fight for you..."

After rushing back, Nineteen rested in the inn for two days to recover. No one could bear the loss of so much internal energy all at once, but Shan Junjing was about to get married.

The bride was probably far away from here, so the sedan sent to pick her up set off early. On the day of the wedding, the bride's sedan also happened to arrive in the city. Nineteen dressed herself up, except that her clothes were not bright red.

Yes, the other rectification officers are more particular than the groom's officer.

His original appearance is very handsome, his eyes curve beautifully like crescent moons when he smiles, and he is tall. Although Shan Junjing is also a great beauty, being nineteen is more than enough for him. Now he wears a pure white gown.

, the jade trees are getting closer to the wind, and there are many people watching the excitement on the roadside. Naturally, there are many girls who are always bored in the spring boudoir on weekdays. Everyone who sees Nineteen will blush with embarrassment: What a young man!

The simple patterns on the cuffs fluttered in the breeze. Nineteen was hidden in the crowd at the gate of the Demon Cult Headquarters. He watched the sedan stop, and after the bride was carried down, he took a little step and jumped onto the roof.

His action was not abrupt, because many people climbed to the roof in order to see the bride. Nineteen walked along the roof, following the bride being carried by Xiniang. Red lanterns were hung on both sides, and red silk and satin could be seen everywhere.

The festive colors make people’s eyes hurt

The leader of the Demon Cult was sitting in the upper position, his face was also beaming with joy. Shan Junjing, in a bright red wedding dress, made her even more beautiful, but his face was expressionless and he looked indifferently at the bride getting closer and closer, exquisitely

Her face made the spectators stand on tiptoes, wondering if the groom was more beautiful than the bride?!

Nineteen looked at it lustfully, wanting to engrav this man's appearance in his heart and never forget it for several lifetimes.

"So beautiful..." he said with a sigh. His eldest young master, a great beauty, would always amaze him inadvertently.

"You think so too, and I also think that the eldest young master of the Demon Sect is so good-looking!" A rough man next to him couldn't help but agree when he heard what Nineteenth said. As soon as his loud voice came out, there was a sigh of relief all around.

Nineteen smiled proudly, if his wife is not beautiful, who is?

After the person presiding over the wedding read the lengthy preface, it was finally the auspicious time to worship. The leader waved his hand to signal the start of the ceremony.

"Bow down to me!"

The newlyweds were about to kneel down, but at this moment:

"Wait!"