Chapter 643: Chunmeng has no trace

"Ha ha ha... little friends don't have to be polite!"
Silence is so young and promising, yet so humble and respectful, it is the ancestor of Xuanwu Mountain that has experienced thousands of generations and can't help but appreciate it very much.
Throughout the dynasties, Tianjiao evildoers, young talents, one after another!
But most of the strong are arrogant, and young people are even more arrogant. There are many cases where the Dao heart collapsed and died in the middle of the time. There are too many cases.
The more inferior people are, the more they want to show off in front of others. When a person is truly strong and confident, he is restrained and humble.
And silence, as the first person of the new generation in the ancient small world!
On the battlefield of Xuanwu Mountain, he defeated the heroes and won the world, but now he can be humble and respectful without arrogance or rashness.
Even if a five-tier quasi-emperor can completely suppress the silence at this time, if time is taken to step into the quasi-emperor realm in silence, I am afraid that it will truly shine!
If you have the opportunity in the future, it will not be impossible to become a saint!
The ancestor of Xuanwu Mountain walked out of the pool and turned into a human form, as if he was an old man with long beard wearing a robe and a jade crown on his head. The old man’s face was twilight. Possessing the unchanging silence, the ancient well has no waves from beginning to end.
Flowing clouds around him, mist and waves surging, as if surrounding a circle of real water vapor, the Supreme is standing still, and there are already many visions around him!
It's hard to imagine how powerful it would be if you start your hands.
Of course, silence will not try at all, and he doesn't want to be short-sighted.
At this time, looking at the silence in front of him, an imperceptible stream flashed in the eyes of the ancestor:
This son was born in a good physique. It would be perfect to be my son-in-law of Xuanwu Mountain. He will definitely raise many children and grandchildren!
"Since the predecessor called me by name, I don't know how to advise?"
Silence was stared at by this ancestor and his whole body was hairy. For a moment, he even felt like a big sword, being looked at by others.
So, speak:
"If it's to persuade me to be my son-in-law, it's not necessary! The kid has a sense of belonging, even if the sea is dry and the stars are moving, it will not change my love for her!"
"What an infatuated man! Feeling and righteous... I appreciate it!"
The ancestor of Xuanwu Mountain sighed slightly, seeming to have made concessions:
"Well, since you have decided, I won't force you!"
"You go!"
The ancestor of Xuanwu Mountain glanced at his eyes and waved his hand, and the clouds and mist that had originally enveloped the surrounding suddenly dispersed, revealing a passage.
"Thank you, senior, goodbye!"
Silence thought that it would take a lot of talking, maybe there would be a hard fight, but it never expected that this ancestor was so reasonable.
I can't help feeling that I am worthy of being the supreme, the pattern is not comparable to the previous Xuanwu Mountain quasi-emperors!
...
"How can I let go of such a good son-in-law?"
Looking back at the silent departure, the ancestor of Xuanwu Mountain narrowed his eyes, and there was a smile of "conspiracy" on his old face:
"Although you have a right to belong, but for the sake of my Xuanwu Mountain's prospects, I will make you dream of springtime!"
"Hahaha! Hahaha!"
As the ancestor of Xuanwu Mountain laughed, the rocks flew, and white streamers rose from the pool and gathered in the air to form a huge tortoise shell shape.
This tortoise shell was infinitely enlarged, and finally it was as transparent as air, covering the entire Xuanwu Mountain.
Silence today cannot go out anyway!
The ancestor of Xuanwu Mountain, as a supreme body, created a reincarnation illusion is really a task.
He did this because he also fancyed the silent talent. Although he was considered the number one supreme, the catastrophe was approaching, and he hoped that it would be for the younger generation.
This time Xuanwu Mountain's choice of son-in-law is to find a suitable candidate to support this beam!
Silence is the unique choice in the hearts of our ancestors.
On the other hand, silence did not mean that he did not feel the energy fluctuations in the mountain, but he had not thought that the dignified Xuanwu Mountain ancestor, with the highest status, would pit him on a junior, so he didn't care too much.
However, reality is always cruel, and silence is still pitted.
It’s just that this time, the silence was sold by someone else, and he was still thinking about the good of others...
Inside Xuanwu Mountain Villa, there are already lights and festoons, and a grand wedding is in full swing.
The guests were all here, and the banquets were plentiful. This is a century-old grand occasion, Xuanwu Mountain has not been so lively for a long time!
No, it should be said, it's been a long time since I was so happy!
"Today is the day of Shaoshan Master's wedding, everyone will give me some energy!"
"Manager, who is the bridegroom officer?"
"Nonsense, of course it is the silence of Young Master Shen!"
"No, I heard that on the day when the son-in-law was elected, he suddenly fainted from silence. Later, he went down the mountain and was not selected as the son-in-law!"
"Where do I know this? Just do what you deserve, don't talk too much if you shouldn't ask!"
"..."
Inside and outside of Xuanwu Mountain, there was a hustle and bustle, crowds rushing to and fro, boats and cars in an endless stream.
When night falls, it is difficult to hide the noise.
Compared with the excitement outside, the wedding room of Xuanwu Mountain Shaoshan Master Xuan Lian was a different scene at this time.
The melodious guqin and the tactful flute rhyme directly divide the inside and outside of the house into two worlds.
There are red gauze tents hung in the house, and a group of splendid flowers is held, which is quite poetic, innocent and romantic.
On a spacious bed that can accommodate three people lying horizontally, there is only one man lying in the middle.
Silence opened his eyes slowly, and found that he was completely stripped, like being robbed by a bandit!
Fortunately, a soft blanket covered his vital parts, so that he would not be too panicked.
"Didn't I leave Xuanwu Mountain? Why, I will be here!"
Silent raised his eyes and looked at the furnishings in the room, whether it was furniture or decoration, it was not difficult to see the style of Xuanwu Mountain.
What the is this red rookie?
Are you married?
"marry!"
The silence was really surprised by this conclusion.
"My husband, although today is a day of great rejoicing for you and me, happy but happy, but you shouldn’t be able to do it if you can’t drink, you lie down for half an hour after being drunk..."
The door was pushed open, Xuan Lian walked in from outside wearing a wedding gown. At this moment, her lips were red, her face resembled peach cheeks, and the corners of her eyebrows and eyes were also charming.
"It made the slaves wait. There is a saying in the master world that the spring night is worth a thousand dollars. You calculate how much gold and silver you have to pay me!"
While speaking, Xuan Lian already rushed over.
"Friends of Taoism, still hope to respect yourself!"
Is this still the prominent Young Master of Xuanwu Mountain?
Is this still the son of Lian who is not a hero?
This style of painting is too unacceptable!
Silence was panicked, but his refusal not only didn't make any difference, it aroused Xuan Lian's keen interest.
This is like, Tang Seng confronts the king of the daughter country, and a sentence that a female benefactor cannot use may become a teaser in the ears of a lover!
"This is just a dream. In the dream, are you unwilling to fulfill me?"
The color of resentment appeared in Xuan Lian's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant, and her weak boneless jade hand was already on her silent lips.
The silence feels dizzy, is it really just a dream?
The jade girl is as white as snow, with powdered arms and scented shoulders, condensing fat skin, and playing in the water with blue blood and basalt, so as to clean the gentleman's sadness.
A big silent dream, this night, so real and so dreamy.