Chapter 439 (1/2)
In the middle of the street, Lin Lang was held by the father of heaven and couldn't breathe.
He would not let go.
The people around were staring at them. A few passed by and looked back. Although they were calm on the surface, their hearts had already roared with love and hatred of more than a million words.
Surprise! A male monk in Jianmen is in love with Bai Fumei, a big school. He does such a thing in the street!
Jianmen has a long way to go after his wife. Please care for the poor and strong Jian Xiu around you!
-- it's really hateful that the Taoist couple of a certain sect is so arrogant that they show their love in public!
Things have developed to a strange state.
Lin Lang had to raise his hand and patted him on the back of his hand to show that he was not nervous. ”I won't go.” She is soft coax a person, ”do you want to let go first? You see, with so many people here, it's not good for us to get in the middle of the road. What's more, you didn't mean to go back and study that. Well, magic, I'll depend on you, can't you? ”
Her voice was not all right, and the final note was rustling.
In his secret corner, however, he felt guilty and happy.
He broke it.
Yu Wuxue murmured.
Lin Lang led him.
The other side took a few steps, said and so on, folded over, picked up the things that had been thrown away before, and carried them skillfully on the arm.
”Well, let's go.”
There was a contented smile at the corner of his mouth.
Lin Lang:
After going back, Lin Lang was tossed for a long time.
Looking at the wet sideburns of the man above, she put her arms around his undulating back and thought faintly, thanks to the firmness of the cot.
When I got up the next day, I found that the people around me had disappeared.
She got out of bed, dressed, went to the outer room, and was startled by the horror.
Father of heaven, he is Embroider Wedding dress???
The other side's back is as straight as a pine, with a needle in the air. Compared with the gentleness of the embroidering ladies, his movements are more agile, and his sleeves and robes are flying up and down, showing the fierce momentum of indomitable determination and who can compete with each other.
He did not embroider the common patterns of Phoenix, five bats and peony, but the strange patterns on the red satin made Lin Lang unable to distinguish them for a while.
Just as she was thinking about the meaning, the other side raised his voice, ”come here.”
She obeyed to him.
The man in the chair stood up and handed her the wedding dress she had just finished. ”Try it.”
Lin Lang is a little stunned.
She thought for a moment, stretched out her hand, and waved tentatively in front of the other party's blindfolded eyes.
There was no response.
”You should be appropriate.” He said so.
Lin Lang pressure back to the heart of surprise, smile, ”I wear a look first.”
He is light again ”um” for a while, but is not taboo, raises the hand to untie her belt. The palm of a man's hand is ice, and the mouth of the tiger is wrapped with a layer of rough cocoon. When rubbed on the skin of the bean curd, it sometimes looks like a sharp blade, slightly painful. Lin Lang was quickly stripped of her clothes, put on a new wedding dress, he bowed his head for her carefully wrapped with gold.
”Like it or not?”
Yu Wuxue holds people from behind and rubs the brocade on her sleeve.
Lin Lang naturally said that she liked it.
She looked back at people, although the other party can't see, her eyes are still full of spring waves of green water, a few strands of black hair languidly hanging in the ear, flaunting the gorgeous bone amorous feelings, ”you secretly measured my size.”
”No measure.”
The sword Xiu was strangely upright, ”if you touch it more, you will remember it.”
He had a taste of Fengyue for the first time. Although he was ignorant of some things, he had amazing intuition and instinct. He knew that Lin Lang was changing ways to tune / play him. In line with the good habit of timely response, he bowed his head and kissed the colorful earlobe. His cold fingers went into the red skirt and touched the warm forbidden area.
After several times, I was sentimentally attached to her.
”Younger martial brother --”
suddenly, a sound came from outside.
Yu Wuxue had to stop at the precipice. He rarely lost, and sighed a long sigh, and then his hands and feet were extremely neat for Lin Lang to close the clothes and cover the kiss marks tightly.
The man who came here was a fat elder brother. He secretly came to inform his younger martial brother that the master and the elder martial brothers had come back early. It seemed that he was quite angry.
Yu Wuxue is calm as usual.
He had long thought of such a day.
”I'll come back as soon as I go. You don't have to worry.” He appeased Lin Lang and went out with the fat elder.
Linlang leaned against the window and watched with interest that the snow covered the footprints on the ground.
He said he would go back as soon as he went, but Lin Lang believed it was not so simple. Yu Wuxue is one of the most talented swordsmen in the world. Although his accomplishments have been destroyed and his eyes are blind, his sword bone is still there, and Jianmen still places great hopes on him.
In particular, his master, the sixth Taishang elder of Jianmen, is as famous as Youtian emperor and Yantian emperor. From Tao to the present, the elder master of the Supreme Master has been deeply concerned about the cause of his master's fall, and has always hated love. Now when he heard that his closed disciples not only adored women, but also lost the spirit of Yuanyang. He was so impatient that he didn't even find the materials. He rushed back in a hurry, hoping that his disciples could recognize their own way and cut off the unreasonably beautiful thoughts.Lin Lang thought, the snow outside is bigger, Susu pressure branches, so she stood up straight, want to close the window.
”Pa --”
a hand suddenly appears and grabs the wrist bone.
It's so tight that it hurts.
Lin Lang raised her eyebrows in surprise and looked up along the strong and powerful palm of this young man. She saw a beautiful face with a sword eyebrow star. The other side's eyebrows were frosted, and the chilly air came to her face.
”See you again, young man.”
The woman gave him a smile, as if unaware of the present dangerous situation.
The juvenile's sight swept slowly from her eyebrows to her neck, chest and waist, and the color of the dress was particularly bright red.
”This is Wedding dress? ”
”Wedding dress” was read by him very fluently.
Lin Lang droops the eyes, can't touch each other what mind.
Her eyes turned and her mouth was smiling. ”It's freezing. Little Lang Jun didn't wear more than two pieces --”
she was roughly interrupted before she finished her words.
”You're going to marry that trash? Do you believe I'll kill him now
The edges and corners of the youth are cold and hard, and they are full of blood holes.
Lin Lang has a slight headache.