Speciesism is not Allowed

It is the Tao to stick to the true heart, and the companionship for life. For the cultivation world, becoming a priest is a serious matter and cannot be changed. It's not like mortals, they will divorce if they can't survive, and remarry to see who is pleasing to the eye. The Taoist ceremony of the cultivation world is to be witnessed by Heaven. No matter if you can live a million or a thousand years old, you can only give Heaven to witness one chance to become a lover.

Therefore, those who are in contact with more and more cultures in the human world almost like to use the identity of the human world to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a marriage certificate, but they dare not easily hold a ceremony.

Because the life of a spiritual practitioner is too long, Hong Chen's temptation is too great.

It is exactly the same. Everyone thinks that Zhuang Qing has to hold a ceremony with a dead demon Xiu to make the world of Xiuzhen so shocked.

But this shock, after they saw Fu Li in the corridor, it was nothing. The self-cultivation world can make Tatars similar to real people, but these Tatars have no thoughts and no soul. It is absolutely impossible to be like this "fu Li" in the corridor with a lively tone and a bright smile like a living person.

But they saw Fu Li die with his own eyes, how could they survive?

Seeing these practitioners are shocked at heart, and they must keep smiling on the surface, and dare not show strange expressions. Fu Xuan thought, fortunately, these practitioners are not actors, otherwise the showbiz will be over, this expression will be exaggerated.

"Dear friends, come a long way, hard work, please sit in the inner hall." Fu Li sorted out his suit and walked to Zhuang Qing to stand. After holding hands with him, he made a request to everyone. posture.

Poor practitioners open their mouths but don't know what to say. Even if they didn't believe it anymore, they had to admit that Fu Li, who was standing in front of them, was alive, not a puppet, nor a projection technology in the human world.

At this moment, they could not distinguish between fantasy and truth. Is it that they are dreaming or have entered some terrible illusion.

The head of the idyllic school looked down at Zhuang Qing's hand holding Fu Li, and there were thousands of thoughts in her heart, which turned into a congratulation.

Why Fu Li Daoyou was resurrected is a matter that everyone does not understand, but everyone cannot ask. There is no way of resurrection in the world. If it does, it must have paid a great price. They would rather not ask. Perhaps this conscience can be more peaceful.

"The two are gods' relatives. I wish my heart will last forever, and my love will never leave." The Pastoral leader gave a big gift to Fu Li, and this time he thanked him for his life-saving grace.

Fu Li smiled back for a while and made a gesture of please: "Please sit in the inner hall."

"Thank you." The Pastoral leader gave another gift before taking the people under the door to the inner hall. The sculptures in the carved gallery in the Jinfei Palace are vivid and lifelike. If they were not taciturn and had no vitality on them, the rural people would almost think that this is the real person.

The Dragons followed closely behind the Pastoralists, which was different from the Qingxiao School's head of the big life. At that time, the Dragons were extremely proud, and each of them sent only one representative. This time, Zhuang Qing's wedding banquet, the Dragons from There are old and young, but the expression on his face is like a lost face and a strong smile.

When they saw Fu Li, the reaction was stronger than the pastoral people. They even suspected that Fu Li, who was standing next to Zhuang Qing, was some kind of charm, and deliberately turned into Fu Li Daojun to confuse Zhuang Qing. Mind.

Fortunately, they still have reason. They know that there are ancient demon in the flying palace, such as Suzaku, Bai Ze, and Phoenix. Her Majesty the Dragon Emperor was deceived by the charms because of love and illness. These demon can not recognize him from childhood Older child.

Qing Yan felt that if it weren't for his disability in his legs, he must now rush down from the wheelchair and check if Fu Li is a real person.

"What's wrong?" Zhuang Qing glanced at the dragons, turned and reached out to deal with the almost non-existent folds on Li Fu Li Xifu. "Neither Fu Li nor I am a particular person. After everyone is seated, don't be polite and eat well Okay. "

Qing Yan smiled reluctantly, and glanced at Fu Li several times, saluting Fu Li, and let the officials behind him push him in.

Seeing that the future patriarch of the Qinglong clan did not say anything, the other dragon clan did not ask much. After everyone entered the inner hall together, you see me, I see you, knowing each other's shock, but no one Speak first, as if you ask first, you lose.

The busy hospitality hall was quiet and weird at the moment. The heads of the various schools and the elders pretended not to say a word. The expression of the dragons was calm, as if they knew everything, but they were unwilling to tell others.

The other casual practitioners saw that the Dragon clan did not speak with the majors, and they all took out their mobile phones, pretending that nothing had happened, and brushed the forum.

However, beneath their calm surface, a commotion / motion gossip heart is hidden.

Anonymous landlord: Dragon Emperor is about to hold a ceremony, and the moment I saw his acquaintance, I was shocked to be a fool, but after being stupid, I became happy again. No matter what happened in the past two years, I wish the Emperor Dragon and his lover the love forever.

This post caused thousands of waves in the forum. Numerous cultivators were curious, but after this anonymous landlord dropped this post, it never appeared again, and the cultivators couldn't help yelling.

"Alas." A casual practitioner sitting in the hall finally couldn't help laughing, his voice seemed to break the silence curse, and everyone turned his eyes on him, as if everyone finally didn't need to be so awkward.

Poorly, this casual repair was trembling with everyone's eyes. One accidentally squeezed the fruit just bought for 15s and shattered the screen. Holding the broken screen, his heart was like a knife.

"Why so careless." The Pastoral head smiled kindly. "Fuck things away quickly. Today is the day of great joy for Zhuang Qing and Fu Li."

Others: Look at it, the topic can always be related to Fu Lidao.

"Yes, Zhuang Qing Daoyou and Fuli Daoyou have been separated for so many days, and finally came together, we have to make this ceremony a lively and festive ceremony." Qing Xiao sent the head to speak, turned his head Go and see the dragons, "What do the patriarchs think?"

You are all aquarists. You must know some small news, right?

"Zhao Zhangmen was right." Qing Yan gently smiled. "His Majesty and Fu Lidao Jun have a deep feeling of affection, and they are very happy to see that their relationship has finally come to fruition."

There are two disciples of the Qingxiao School who are senior members of the management office, and they must know the inside information clearly.

Schools: The mouths of the dragons are really tight.

Dragons: Human cultivation is a lie in acting.

Sanshous: The head of the Qingxiao faction and the Dragon clan seem to know something.

The atmosphere at the scene fell into a weird peace, "I know you must know" and "I do n’t know but I think you definitely know" these two emotions converge in the air, making it impossible for the practitioners to reveal hypocrisy. laugh.

Chaoyang slowly lifted off into the sky.

The guests have gradually come together, Fu Li and Zhuang Qing go to the back to change the formal wedding robes. From the inner lining to the outer robe, each one is made by the elders. Only Zhuang Qing's waist doesn't look very good. The eye-catching jade pendant was carved by Fu Li himself, and a rune pattern was added to it.

From a young age he was used to growing up, and he knew all about the refiner, alchemy, alchemy, and amulet, but he was not proficient. His skills may be regarded as the top in the current practice world, but in the ancient demon In the eyes, that is the level at which the kindergarten has just learned to hold a pen.

However, despite this, Fu Li personally refined a pair of concentric admiration.

The day he returned on the first day of the new year, he stood outside the carved iron door and asked Zhuang Qing to open the door for him.

Zhuang Qing watched him dullly for a long time, then walked to the door limping, forgot to press the electronic unlock key, and forgot to use the key to open the iron door, the iron door crashed down.

Zhuang Qing didn't dare to reach out and touch the person in front of her, because in the past two years, he had seen Fu Li come back countless times and stood outside the door and smiled at him. But not once, even if it is true.

As long as he reaches out and touches him, he will disappear into the air and disappear into the air.

Someone around him said he was crazy, and gradually no one dared to mention Fu Li the name in the cultivation world. Until that day, an aquatic leprechaun pulled his sleeve and cried so that he would not die with Fu Li.

Seeing the goblin crying incoherently, Zhuang Qing's heart was empty and cold, but it didn't hurt. It's like immersing your injured hand in ice water in the cold winter, and you won't feel any habit.

Since that day, he has resumed his daily routine, except that every night he opens the bedroom door and keeps the living room lights.

He always thought that if Fu Li didn't die, he would be able to come back to find him.

One year later, on the day of Fu Li Jie Day, he opened the underworld passage, took the ferry boat that has become an underworld tourism ship, passed the Wangchuan River, and arrived at the bridge of Naihe.

Nai He Bridge was lined with souls waiting to pass away, and Meng Po installed a long row of drinking fountains around her. Every soul passed a drink of a glass of water in order to enter the Passion Pool.

There are no darkened cauldrons or long spoons, only sealed soup pots so high that they can barely see the tip, which is filled with Mengpo soup.

Some souls were reluctant to drink soup. They were forced to sink by Yinchao and dragged them to the pond. Passing away, passing away, going to a new life, old things are no longer relevant.

When Meng Po saw Zhuang Qing, she sighed quietly: "Your Majesty Dragon Emperor, I don't have the soul you want to see."

She knew what Zhuang Qing wanted to ask, but she was just the Meng Po of the Underworld, and the Underworld couldn't accept the souls of these big demon, let alone Fu Li Dao Jun was a spirit flying away, where is the soul?

Zhuang Qing also wanted to know, but he couldn't accept it, and he held that absurd fantasy in his heart.

Sure enough, after her words came out, Her Majesty Long's face turned whiter. He looked at Meng Po Tang in front of her with a stunned look. It looked like that when Bo Lian heard that Wu Ying Shan Yao Xiu was killed by Qinglong. Look.

She thought Zhuang Qing would cry, but he didn't.

"On the ghost market, did you say that you can drink soup that reminds you of your past life?"

"Is it true, Your Majesty wants to drink?" Meng Meng got up to get the soup, said to Zhuang Qing, "I said that night, drinking soup has a price. But you are different, you have already paid the price Now. "

In previous lives, Bollian had paid her a promise of merit at the cost of a merits.

If the next life had to meet Yu Fu and reincarnate, let him drink soup and remember the old things. However, Bolian had forgotten that his past life is different from this life. He is not willing to drink the soup in this life.

The soup had been put in front of Zhuang Qing. The colorless and tasteless soup was filled in a jade bowl full of mysterious temptation.

Zhuang Qing shook her head: "No need."

Meng Po looked up at Zhuang Qing.

Zhuang Qing stood on the bridge, and the wind blew his horns: "Farewell."

Meng Po looked at the back of Zhuang Qing's departure and put away this bowl of colorless and tasteless soup.

She thought, maybe this bowl of soup will never be sold out.

These things Zhuang Qing didn't mention Fu Li. After seeing Fu Li's resurrection, Zhuang Qing woke up almost every morning, and looked nervously at Fu Li lying next to him, reached out and touched him to determine this. Not dreaming.

"Zhuang Xiaolong." Fu Li changed his wedding robe and walked to Zhuang Qing. The bright red wedding robe made his face red: "Do you think I'm so handsome?"

Zhuang Qing stepped in front of him, crouched down and replaced his robes, "handsome."

Fu Li happily kissed him on the forehead, and when Feng Rui passed by, he yelled, "Uncle Feng, is it time to arrive?"

"Don't rush, don't rush, one hour left!"

Fu Li sighed, why is it so long?

He couldn't wait to make Zhuang Qing the dragon in his household registration. 2k novel reading network