The fragments of Begonia flowers floated down, the sky was cloudless and the blue sky filled with a tranquil atmosphere.

Rong Yuntang, who was sleeping under the tree, woke up again.

He didn't know how many times this was the first time his heart palpitated, and it made him feel uneasy every time.

There seemed to be something wrong with his distraction.

Rong Yuntang counted with his fingers. The last time he met Fenshen was a thousand years ago.

Could it be that something difficult has happened in these thousand years?

He is aware of the distractions and can perceive his thoughts at any time whenever he wants.

It's just that he never did it.

After hesitating for a moment, another wave of heart palpitations came. Rong Yuntang frowned and had no choice but to try to sense the state of distraction.

The spiritual veins spread out like silk threads, hooking the veins that can connect distractions.

The moment the spiritual connection caught up, an inexplicable throbbing swept through his body like a tide.

Rong Yuntang instantly pulled away from his spiritual connections, and his originally indifferent and distant golden eyes suddenly changed.

He heard the distracted voices.

Although they only had contact for a moment, I still heard his dense inner voice that was about to overflow.

[Want... to be kissed by her]

[I want to touch her whole body]

【like……】

【Stay】

【I...want...】

The chaotic heartbeat mixed with chaotic and hot throbbing disturbed Rong Yuntang's thoughts. He raised his hand and his consciousness suddenly returned to clarity.

He was panting slightly, still a little frightened by those things just now.

There seemed to be something wrong with his distracted state.

He had to go and see what was going on.

Rong Yuntang casually broke a crabapple branch, his eyes half closed, and a faint golden light suddenly lit up around him.

As the light grew stronger and stronger, the crabapple branch in his hand suddenly grew longer and turned into a young boy with his eyes closed tightly.

The young man is slender and slender, and his appearance is roughly the same as his, except that his facial contours have the beauty of a young man, his eyebrows are delicate and delicate, and he has a youthful and childish feeling.

After a while, the young man slowly opened his eyes with trembling thick long eyelashes, revealing a pair of pale golden pupils outlined by the sunlight.

He blinked and his bare feet fell from mid-air to the ground.

The breeze blew through his half-length blond hair, caressing his naked body like a lover.

He waved his hand casually, and his body was covered with the white robe he usually wore every day.

It's just that the clothes that were just right in the past are now too big for him.

He looked at the long hem of clothes and fell into deep thought, then decided not to care.

Anyway, it's just for temporary use, so don't worry too much.

Rong Yuntang casually folded the oversized cuffs a few times, turned to look at the sleeping body leaning against the tree, covered it with a layer of barrier with a snap of his fingers, and then turned around and went down the mountain.

Let’s talk about Fu Rou’s side.

She has been taken to Guizhou by Xie Qingyi.

She originally thought that the leader would suddenly attack Xie Qingyi, but he didn't. He just glanced at them and then disappeared.

Very neat and tidy.

This also led to the fact that although Xie Qingyi noticed Shao Huaijing's aura, he did not see him in the end.

Of course Xie Qingyi didn't want to see him, he was just a little angry that Shao Huaijing left the girl alone in such a forest that seemed to be full of dangers.

Even if it was to train a disciple, there was no need to leave her in a place like this. What if those unreasonable and cruel monsters caught up with her?

But Fu Rou was very happy that the two people had not met.

Otherwise, with the look of the leader...

It's really hard for her to explain.

What's more, the leader's condition is also very good. If Xie Qingyi finds out, something might happen.

If he wants to take advantage of someone's danger to attack the leader, with Fu Rou's triangle cat skills, she can't stop him.

In the end, I might only be able to contribute a double kill.

After thinking wildly for a while, Fu Rou felt cool air blowing on her cheeks, and Xie Qingyi's voice also sounded at this time:

"arrive."

Ghost Island, as the name suggests, is not just a ghost but a ghost.

So even if it's broad daylight, there won't be any popularity.

In Fu Rou's imagination, not only were there dead vines and old trees, but also bones in a cemetery.

Unexpectedly, what appeared before her eyes was as lively and noisy as a human city.

Even the buildings are presentable, and it feels like you are traveling on the busiest street in the city.

Fu Rou noticed that a red lantern was hung in front of every house, and the streets were covered with an invisible red silk cloth. She subconsciously said, "Who is getting married?"

How to marry a ghost? Does someone above burn the partner, or does the ghost digest it on its own, or does it tie someone up to get married?

Fu Rou was making wild guesses when she suddenly heard a loud shout that shook the world:

"Welcome madam to the city!"

As the voice fell, large amounts of white paper money floated down from the sky and scattered in front of Fu Rou's feet.

Fu Rou lowered her head and fell into silence as she looked at the white paper money. At this time, whispers and gritted teeth came from the crowd: "It was the wrong one! It's the red one!"

As soon as these words came out, the white paper money that was flying in the sky was suddenly covered with red paper money, and it fell in front of Fu Rou's sight.

Fu Rou:......

Actually, it's not necessary, really.

Xie Qingyi, who secretly looked at her expression and saw that she didn't look happy, frowned slightly. Seeing the Ghost King's appearance, those who scattered the banknotes worked harder.

I wish I could slam the basket in my hand into Fu Rou's face to satisfy her.

In response, Fu Rou expressed that she just wanted to remove the word "Throw" in the middle of the banknotes.

After entering the city, Xie Qingyi took her on red silk steps and walked slowly towards his mansion.

The key here was to carry her into his mansion on her sedan chair, while he was waiting for her arrival in his wedding clothes.

When the time is right, they exchange cups and cups, form a contract in front of the ghosts, and then...

Fu Rou was a little bored when she left, and turned around to chat with Xie Qingyi, but when she turned around, she saw the blush on his jade-like face.

Even the pair of eyes that were always gentle and light were slightly rippled.

Uh... I don't know what he was thinking though.

But it's better not to disturb you now.

After all, judging from his expression, he seemed to be enjoying it.

So the journey ended with Fu Rou exploring the surrounding buildings and Xie Qingyi crocheting some indescribable movement.

They arrived at their final destination, Xie Qingyi's mansion.

The large gilded characters on the door plate outline the word "Xie's Mansion" like a swimming dragon.

As the two of them arrived, the vermilion door opened without any wind. Fu Bao, who had been waiting for a long time, took some ghost maids to guard the door. When he saw Fu Rou, he said: "Welcome Madam into the house."

Fu Rou wanted to persuade them not to call him that, but she had corrected Fu Bao before in the sedan chair.

result……

It's of no use.

Fubao very diligently picked up the items in the tray of the ghost maid and brought them to Fu Rou. Fu Rou took a closer look and found that it was the wedding dress that she had refused to wear.

She glanced sideways at Xie Qingyi, originally wanting him to stop Fu Bao's behavior, but she saw him looking at her with vague expectation in his eyes.

Her mouth, which was not open, was just closed.

Although she didn't speak, Xie Qingyi also noticed her reluctance from her eyebrows.

His eyes dimmed slightly, but he still waved his hand to Fu Bao to take away the wedding dress.

Fu Bao glanced at the Madam and then at the Lord, and finally shook his head and retreated.

He thought it was good.
To be continued...