Chapter 1659: I'm getting married

"Xiaoyu, what's the matter?" Master asked Ximenyu with a sullen face.
Ximen Yu nodded bitterly.
"This is a predecessor, a fairy cultivator. He was right. I was going to tell you this thing. I didn't expect him to come."
"Ah, Ximen Yu scared everyone." Zong Xiang's eyes turned red.
"It's all life, everyone sit down, I will explain to you from beginning to end."
So, Ximenyu said the whole story.
In the end, Ximenyu looked at Suan Banxian and said, "Just now, I received the will of the strong man in my mind. He said that the day of the nine stars and the moon is the time of my destiny. And the day of the nine stars and the moon, It will be on the 15th of next month, more than a month and a few days. Senior Lu, you are really accurate."
"Ah!" Ban Banxian sighed.
Ximen Yu believes that the deduction level is half a fairy, at least he has already prepared the matter.
So, since the half-cent is so accurate, then he said that Ximenyu died in Wanjun's hands. Is this accurate?
Xi Menyu was a little shaken, a little bit convinced.
"I really died in the hands of Senior Wanjun?"
Counting Banxian nodded and said: "It's still this hexagram to date."
"But Senior Wanjun has left."
Counting half-cents shook his head and said: "Useless, left, the hexagram image has not changed. It seems that everything is destined. No matter how it changes, the result of destiny will never change."
"Forget it, then let it be destiny!"
Ximen Yu looked at Zong Xiang who was crying and cried, walked in front of her and hugged her in her arms.
"Sister Xiang, don't be sad. Everyone will fall. If I really fall after a month, please don't be sad for me. I will look at you in the sky. I hope you will continue on the path of cultivation. Also, don’t tell my parents about them, just say that I have become a cultivator of immortals. I’ve gone abroad and practiced. The years of cultivating immortals are long, and I don’t know when and when to return."
"Woo, Ximenyu, I won’t let you die, what should we do if you die?"
"Don't worry, you are somehow relatives of the previous royal gatekeepers. No one dared to bully you."
Lu Wushuang patted Ximenyu on the shoulder, regretting: "Simon, I can do it for you, only so much, goodbye."
"Goodbye."
"Ah!" Lu Wushuang flew away.
Time passed slowly, and in a blink of an eye, half a month passed and came to the first of the next month.
The fifteenth is the day of the nine stars that haven't met for thousands of years, which means that Ximenyu has only fifteen days left.
Wan Jun has no news so far. Since leaving Ximenyu that time, he has not contacted Ximenyu again, so it is completely a mystery that Wanjun will kill Ximenyu.
Ximenyu is at home every day, with his family, his master and Zongxiang both know what will happen in half a month, but they did not say, just wept in secret.
"Ximenyu, someone is looking for you."
Ximenyu immediately came to the door and thought that Wanjun was coming, but the result was not.
"Huang Xiaoqing, it's you."
"Ximenyu, you haven't come to me for such a long time since I came back, and no one answered you when I called you," Huang Xiaoqing said bitterly.
"Oh, I don't have a cell phone anymore, what are you doing to find me?"
A trace of sadness flashed on Huang Xiaoqing's face, but soon turned into a smile.
"Ximenyu, I'm here to post, I'm getting married."
"Uh! Get married?"
"Well! On the 15th of this month." Huang Xiaoqing handed a post to Ximenyu.
Ximen Yu opened the post. On the post, the man's name was Zhou Huashun.
"Oh, congratulations, you are finally a family." Ximen Yu sincerely blessed her.
Although Huang Xiaoqing once rolled bed with Ximen Yu, but she was just an ordinary secular woman, and it was impossible to combine with Ximen Yu. Although Ximen Yu felt a little uncomfortable, she still wanted to marry someone. .
"Thank you for your blessing." Huang Xiaoqing sighed inwardly.
"Why did you suddenly get married so quickly?" Ximen Yu asked.
"Please, old classmates, I am already twenty-seven. I’m running three times. I’m not married yet. I’m not your cultivator. Even after fifty years, I will still be as young as I am now. I will be fifty years later. It’s already seventy-seven. You stand in front of me like my grandson."
"Ha ha!"
"Ah, I really envy you practitioners, but it's a pity that I don't have that life. I'm still looking for a reliable person to get married."
Ximenyu nodded: "Well, your choice is right, you are an ordinary person after all, and your youth is limited."
Huang Xiaoqing said: "How is it? Going out with me and having a drink? I will have a family in the future. I can't be fooled with you like before."
"Okay!" Ximenyu agreed, staying with his family at home these days and going out.
Ximen Yu and Huang Xiaoqing were eating and drinking in a hotel private room.
Simon Xi asked: "What does your husband do?"
"It's a genius screenwriter, but it's my director, and he and I are a perfect match."
"Really, hehe, very good."
"Of course, there is still a gap between you and the movie script."
"Too humble, or call your husband."
Huang Xiaoqing shook his head and said: "No, today is just me and you reminiscing."
Halfway through the wine, Huang Xiaoqing drank red and fell on Ximenyu.
Ximenyu did not refuse.
"Ximenyu, on the 15th of this month, I am someone else's wife."
"I already know."
"My first time is for you, don't you forget it."
"I won't forget, but it's a pity that I can't be responsible for you. Now I see that you are finally married, and I feel relieved."
"Sometimes I think you are a little bit ruthless, but if you think about it, it’s not that you are ruthless, but it’s the fact that you are a genius practitioner, I am an ordinary person, and I can’t have a result. After another ten years, the two of us If you stand together, you will be like my brother. In twenty years, we will stand together again. You will be like my son. In another forty years, we will stand together. You will be like my grandson. Oh. I dare not continue to think down."
Ximenyu drank a glass of wine and said sadly: "It would be good if I could do this."
Ximen Yu didn't want to say, it just happened so coincidentally, on the fifteenth of this month, Ximen Yuming no longer had it.
"Ximenyu, I have one last wish."
Ximenyu nodded and said, "You said, I must satisfy you."
"I want to do it with you again at the end!"
Ximen Yu froze for a while, then smiled and said: "Okay! Go to you or me?"
"Go nowhere, right here."
"Row!"
Ximen Yu pulled the tablecloth, turned the dishes on the table to the ground, pushed Huang Xiaoqing, and Huang Xiaoqing fell on the table.