Guo Yufei walked through the corridor and walked through the courtyard awkwardly, came to Shen Moyan's room, and raised his hand to hold the door.

Tick ​​tick three times.

The door opened, Shen Moyan bent his knees and put his hips on his hips, his eyebrows and eyes were smooth, and he called out: "Honeyone."

She looks gentle and charming, but her voice is a little thick, and her behavior is bright and powerful, and she never drags on the mud, and has nothing to do with her gentle and charming.

After entering the room, Guo Yufei sat on the stool at the round table, and she also sat with Guo Yufei. Both of them were speechless, so they watched the red candles on the table burning little by little, and the blue smoke on the flames rose, picking out a long thin line.

Guo Yufei spoke several times, but he didn't know what he could say. Shen Moyan sat straight, his chest was high, his hands folded on his tightly closed thighs, his eyes were not squinted, his face was expressionless, he did not move, nor did he speak, like a dummy.

Until half of the candle was burned, Guo Yufei finally said: "That... Miss Chen, are you really willing to marry me?"

Shen Moyan said: "My husband, I'm already married to you."

...

"Well, I mean, we all listened to my mother, you...you, do you really like me?"

Shen Moyan nodded expressionlessly: "I like it." His tone was calm but certain, without any shyness.

"Uh... OK... Haha, you..." Guo Yufei scratched his ears and his forehead, not knowing what else to say.

Suddenly, Shen Moyan stood up, stared at Guo Yufei and said, "Mr., do you dislike me for being old?"

"No, no, no...no! No! I'm sure!"

In fact, Guo Yufei's two lives have been over thirty, while Shen Moyan is only twenty-eight years old, which is exactly the same age.

"Oh, that's good." Shen Moyan sat down again, his sitting posture as straight and rigorous as before...

Silence lasts until the candles burn.

Shen Moyan said: "My husband, do you want to click another one?"

"No...no..."

"oh."

After the formation, Guo Yufei said, "Why don't we rest."

"good."

...

The two of them were lying down on the couch with wide clothes, but Guo Yufei still couldn't get around Yan Ruojuan and did not dare to do anything. Shen Moyan turned over a few times, and soon there was a slight panting sound, but he was already asleep.

So, the night passed and we were at peace.

The next night, Guo Yufei went to Xu Bixuan's room again. Xu Bixuan was only seventeen years old, but he was the type of person who "had never eaten pork, but often watched pigs run away". He was much more handsome than Shen Moyanhuan.

He squeezed Guo Yufei's shoulders and beat his legs with Guo Yufei. Finally, the light blew and his hands hooked. Guo Yufei couldn't control himself and obediently gave in.

One night passed...

On the second day, Guo Yufei woke up from his sleep and the sun was already high. The warm sunlight filled the room. He got out of the bed, dressed neatly, walked out of the bedroom, and walked along the corridor to the main hall. As soon as he entered, he heard laughter coming from the caravan.

He stepped forward and opened the thick curtain in front of the hall of the car. He saw Yan Ruojuan, Shen Moyan and Xu Bixuan all inside, eating and talking around the small round table, and the atmosphere was joyful and peaceful.

When the three girls saw him, they hurriedly called him to come and sit down. Xu Bixuan added bowls and chopsticks and asked him: "My husband, do you drink bacon porridge? Sister Chen got up early to cook it."

Guo Yufei and the three wives were very unrestrained and shook their head stiffly: "I'm not hungry, no need to bother, no need to bother..."

Xu Bixuan said: "It's not good not to eat it in the morning," he turned to Yan Ruojuan, "I'm fair and the same way?"

Yan Ruojuan frowned: "I remember what I ate," looking at Guo Yufei, "Don't you eat breakfast?"

"I eat...I eat..."

"Okay." Xu Bixuan put a bowl and brought it to him, and did not forget to instruct, "Be careful of it."

Guo Yufei took the porcelain bowl with hot porridge before he truly realized the current situation-

First, I really married three wives, and the three wives got along very well!

Second, if Mrs. Guo has not seen through her identity, then her fake sect leader should be able to continue doing it for a long time.

Thinking of this, it’s very delicious to have a sip of the soup!

It seems that after working hard for more than 30 years, I finally have to enjoy my happiness. Such a life is great. Even if I don’t have real power in the sect, Elder Ma is still pretty good to me. Maybe I don’t need to work hard to practice in the future. What is the “No. 1” monk in the world? It’s better not to seek a false reputation. Isn’t it enough to enjoy the blessings of all people?

Just as he was thinking about it, an old lady came in and said, "Lord, Elder Ma, please come over, if you have any questions, you need to discuss them."

Guo Yufei suddenly came back to his senses.

A moment later, in the Huzhou Zong Ceremony Hall, four elders, Guo Yufei and Huang Ma Yanchen, sat around a square table.

Guo Yufei always felt that this sect meeting was strange. Two of the four elders were their wives, and it would be a family meeting immediately...

Elder Ma took out a letter and said to Guo Yufei: "Master, the 'Wu Zong Conference of the World' will be held every fifteen years. Jiangzhu Island has also sent us an invitation. How can we respond? I also ask my master to decide."

The World Wuzong Conference has a long history, and it may have been more than 300 years ago.

At that time, on the Eastern Continent, monsters had declined, and humans gradually became the masters of the Eastern Continent. More than a dozen monks had no monsters to get rid of, and they had nothing to do, so they would discuss with each other.

Among these dozen monks, the then sect leader of Cangling Sect and the Huyan Sect leader. These two sect masters were the two heroes in the world at that time, and those who dared to fight with them were also the best among the Eastern World monks.

They are friends, and there are no rules for the competition, and they don’t choose any days. They mostly make an appointment to drink together, so they compare two tricks to help them.

A group of people competed and just played around, and often stopped when they saw the opportunity, and no one really compared anyone.

But as the saying goes, the great tree attracts wind, the title of the Cangling Sect and the Tiger Yan Sect is so famous that Zhang Liang is so talented that he dreams of overthrowing them. The news spreads wildly, and the challenger arrives at the news.

Later, as long as these dozen people gathered together, someone would come out to challenge him. So even the leader of the Cangling Sect and the leader of the Huyan Sect could not drink a few sips of wine and just had to fight with others.

Helplessly, I had to make a rule: only the first day of the month will accept challenges, and at most ten people a day, first come first.

After saying that, I was able to relax for two months and drank a few times. However, the number of ten people per month was too small. Many people lined up one day in advance in order to be able to challenge... and there were people two days in advance...

Later, the challenger developed a challenge to the wild card, and the challengers competed first, and the top ten could challenge the two sect leaders, Cangling and Huyan.

Later, it developed into a martial arts competition held once a year in Cangling Sect, and it also has a name that remains in use today - the World Martial Sect Conference. Because it gathered the top cultivators in the Eastern Realm, the winner naturally had the famous name "No. 1 in the World".

From then on, thousands of monks on the Eastern Continent worked hard every year for this title.
Chapter completed!