There are no two leaves in the world that are exactly the same, and there will be no other mushroom, and another one will rest.

Each other is clearly the only one in each other's heart, but they can only put their hearts into the fog forest and wander like ghosts, and can only look at each other's blurry tears through thousands of mountains and rivers.

If true love is not like this, how can it be said to be precious?

However, the authorities are confused and do not understand this principle.

If it hurts, it hurts, and no one thinks about the ties between them.

Beside Tang Jiaren is Qiu Yuebai's determined eyebrows.

Behind Tang Buxiu was Qinghe's gorgeous eyes.

Even if he didn't look at it, he and her were there.

Tang Jiaren tried her best to control her gaze and prevent herself from seeing Qinghe. She didn't know where Qinghe came from, but she knew that she was the only woman who appeared behind Tang Buxiu in the past sixteen years, besides herself. Is she jealous? Yes.

Tang Jiaren thought: If Xiuxiu really loved her, she would definitely not let her marry Qiu Yuebai. Now, he has come, but he has brought this woman who looks very much like Liu Fusheng. Why? Did she let her recognize her master's wife?

Tang Jiaren didn't dare to ask or act, for fear that she would do something wrong, so that the wait would become a waste.

She is waiting for an answer.

If he wants her, she will go with him. No matter what past or how many tomorrow, as long as two people are together, they will be together for the rest of their lives.

The eyes were intertwined, as if there were thousands of words, but they were simple and straightforward. Despite this, they still couldn't see each other's hearts.

What’s really ridiculous is that in the past, we could have a mutual understanding without words, but we were trapped in the fog. Whenever we saw each other, it was like seeing a mirage; even though we touched each other, we just passed by again. The eyes had already met, but the spiritual harmony was swallowed up in the wilderness.

The misunderstandings between each other, artificial and accidental overlap, are like the last straw that breaks the camel's back.

The situation is different, the thoughts and concerns are different. What he thinks is not necessarily what she wants, but it is what he wants to give her all the peace and joy.

Tang Buxiu looked at Tang Jiaren and covered up the surging emotions in his heart with his usual eyes. He slowly stretched out his hand, buckled the plate on her chest, and said, "I have always thought about how Mushroom looked like when she got married. Now when I see her, I really can afford to be a world of beauty." He curled his lips and smiled, "I will give you a marriage to you."

As a teacher, I will send you a marriage.

The six words are like a heavenly book, like a lightning strike.

Tang Jiaren looked at Tang Buxiu blankly, feeling that the scene in front of her began to twist, and she could not hear any sound except for the roar in her mind. The little hope she had in her was shattered at this moment.

She wanted to try to make herself more normal, smile or nod her head. In fact, her body was stretched straight, and even the expression on her face became dumbfounded.

She couldn't find her voice, but she said blankly: "What did you say? I can't hear it."

Tang Jiaren opened her mouth and spoke, but she didn't make a sound.

Tang Buxiu felt ache in his heart and shouted, "Mushroom?" Subconsciously stretched out his hand, wanting to grab Tang Jiaren's hand. The beauty he held in his palm was so painful that it was even more painful than being cut into pieces by thousands of knives!

Qiu Yuebai took Tang's shoulders, grabbed Tang Jiaren's shoulders, turned her toward him, and said, "But where is it uncomfortable?"

Tang Jiaren looked at Qiu Yuebai blankly, opened her mouth, but didn't say a word. She felt dizzy and the whole world collapsed in front of her. She understood Duanmu Yan's feelings for the first time. The pictures in front of her were torn to pieces and then pieced together randomly, which was disgusting. She simply closed her eyes and let the darkness slowly swallow herself. Perhaps fainting was the way to overcome this hurdle. Although her headache was split, how could she not be in a coma?

She wanted to tear off her wedding dress, and stayed on Tang Buxiu, and declared ownership over the stern. Xiuxiu belonged to her, and she always belonged to her, and she could only be hers! If he didn't want her, she would eat him! Let him mix into her flesh and blood in her belly, and never be separated.

This thought was like a spell, hovering in her mind over and over again, layer by layer on her heart, becoming indestructible.

Tang Jiaren suddenly opened her eyes, twisted her body, leaned forward, her mouth slowly opened, and her white teeth looked particularly groggy.

Tang Buxiu relaxed his body and let Tang Jiaren bite him on his shoulder. The corners of his lips slowly curled up, and there was a strange sweetness spreading across the wound.

If mushrooms like them, what's wrong with him cooking them for her to eat?!

This time, he deeply felt the affectionate love that he wanted to swallow his lover into his abdomen and never separate again.

The smell of blood spread in Tang Jiaren's mouth, making her painful soul excited. She felt that she seemed to have become a big tree full of serrated teeth, and wanted to insert the root into Tang Buxiu's body, suck every drop of his blood, and then use the root to tightly wrap his bones, and never let go of it forever!

Tang Jiaren roared softly in her throat, and she seemed to be in a state of madness.

Tang Buxiu obviously enjoyed this state very much. He stretched out his hand and gently stroked Tang Jiaren's neck with his fingers, as if he was tolerant and doting as if he was tolerant of a bad child.

Qiu Yuebai noticed something was wrong and whispered: "Beautiful lady?"

Tang Jiaren ignored her, but the corners of her lips curled suspiciously, and she smiled with a three-point evil smell.

Seeing this, Yang Diao Diao immediately spoke: "Stop her! Hurry up, stop her!"

Qiu Yuebai didn't feel sorry for Tang Buxiu's flesh. He heard Gong Yang Diao Diao's words, but knew that something was wrong, so he took action and pinched Tang Jiaren's sleepy pussy. What's strange is that it's useless.

Qiu Yuebai reached out to point Tang Jiaren's other acupoints. Tang Jiaren sent Tang Buxu to the point of opening him. As soon as he raised his hand, he gave Qiu Yuebai a circle.

Qiu Yuebai's wound has not yet healed, and blood immediately gushed out after being hit like this.

Others didn't know that they mistakenly thought that Tang Jiaren was very good at martial arts and could even seriously injured Qiu Yuebai. For a moment, everyone sighed and retreated.

Yang Diao Diao took out the silver needle and shouted: "Hurry! Hold her!"

Meng Shuilan was closest to Tang Jiaren, so she rushed over and hugged the person.

Tang Jiaren pushed her back elbow, forcing Meng Shuilan to let go of her hand, and made him spit out a mouthful of blood, who had just saved her life.

Meng Tianqing stepped forward, but was exhausted because she was drugged by Meng Shuilan. She was kicked away by Tang Jiaren and fell to the ground.

Hua Fenmo quietly approached Tang Jiaren and was about to start.

The sixth prince Duanmu Yan found Tang Jiaren when he heard the sound, reached out to hug her, but hugged Hua Fenmo.

Tang Jiaren rushed to Tang Buxiu again.

Tang Buxiu opened his arms, hugged Tang Jiaren, and let her fight and bite in her arms and go crazy.

Gong Yang Diao Diao walked forward quickly and stabbed the silver needle into Tang Jiaren's acupoint. Unexpectedly, the silver needle could not penetrate her body!

The beauty continued to be crazy until she was exhausted and fainted.

Tang Buxiu lowered his eyes and looked at Tang Jiaren, and wiped the blood from her face with his fingers.

Gong Yang Diao Diao held the silver needle and was silent.

Qiu Yuebai picked up Tang Jiaren and said to Tang Buxi: "I won't mention the grievances of the past today. As the master of the beauty, you can leave a glass of wine."

Tang Buxiu looked at Tang Jiaren who was held in Qiu Yuebai's arms. The smell of rust rolled in his chest again, but was suppressed by him without any trace, so that no one could see the clue. The surrounding jackals surrounded him, and if he was not careful, he would lead to a group of wolves. He could die, but not on the wedding day of mushrooms.

He imagined that he gently stroked her scalp with his fingers, combed her length, and asked her with a smile what to eat. His fingers were beating, eager to shuttle between the beauty, give her the most direct comfort and give her the redemption of his soul.

But, it cannot.

Looking around the martial arts people who were eyeing each other, Tang Buxiu turned around, faced everyone, and put his hand into his cuffs, scaring everyone to be on the battlefield immediately, thinking that he was going to take out his weapons and kill all directions.

Outside the yard, Tang Buxi smiled contemptuously, took out a piece of paper, unfolded it, and wrote two lines of big words: Three days later, the woods in the eastern suburbs will come to fight.

Eight characters, black ink marks, dragons and phoenixes dancing on paper.

So arrogant and arrogant, so arrogant, dare to challenge the entire martial arts world with one person. Is it really a waste of time?!

Some people gasped, while others opened their mouths to read.

Tang Buxiu raised his middle finger and placed it on his lips, and whispered softly.

People in the world, shut up immediately.

Everyone hated him for not dying, but in fact, few people had a deep hatred for him. Most people wanted to kill Wenren Wushu under the name of punishing evil and eliminating evil, and make themselves famous. Most of those who really had a deep hatred for this blood are afraid of Wenren Wushu's martial arts and dare not provoke him easily. It would be better if the entire martial arts world could be enemies with him.

Tang Buxi shook his hands, and the paper in his hand turned into paper scraps, drifting in the air with the wind, like a heavy snowfall.

Tang Buxiu left in the sky with paper confetti, and didn't even look back at Tang Jiaren.

He was afraid that he would snatch Tang Jiaren from Qiu Yuebai's arms, but he could not give her an eternal companion. The demon in his chest was getting more and more crazy. Originally, he thought he could control him and have no worries for at least two years. Now it seems...        There is no time.

After a person explodes with terrible power, his meridians break and die from exhaustion. It is still a good thing. He is afraid that he will die from blood and die from miserable death, which is scared... Mushroom.

Instead of giving her hope and making her heartbroken for him, it would be better to let her go into the sea. I believe that in addition to Qiu Yuebai, there are many people who are willing to protect her and accompany her throughout her life.

Tang Buxiu's eyes swept through Duanmu Yan, Gongyang Diao Diao, Meng brothers and others one by one, leaving a meaningful smile, and then left gracefully. His mushrooms were destined to overturn the entire martial arts world. These young talents were the stones she stepped on. Only when someone competed, Qiu Yuebai could understand better what it means to regard as a treasure and cherish it particularly.

Qinghe followed Tang Buxiu, trotting all the way, following closely.

The figures of the two quickly disappeared.

Meng Shuilan withdrew her gaze to Qinghe and scratched her itch through her clothes.
Chapter completed!