On the Right Way to Get Along with the Deadly Enemy

Chapter 38

The so-called, among the happy events in life, wedding candles are the most important thing.

Mo Ziwu's face was dull, and the matchmaker who was said to be invited, or hijacked by Shanxia, ​​pressed down and smeared a thick layer of powder on his face.

"Yo, bridegroom officer, be happy." The fat woman twisted the waist of the bucket, squinted and smiled. "Look at you, it's not that you are so nervous that you don't know what expression to use."

Mo Ziwu glanced at her silently.

Damn, you should take a closer look, am I nervous!

He still remembers how the fat woman almost peed in shock when she was 'hijacked'. It is estimated that no family would hire a matchmaker blindfolded in the middle of the night with a sword on her neck to be sent off by a few female knights Let's go to the wedding room arranged by the groom's official.

If it weren't for the dazzling silver bill that almost blinded the eyes, the person in front of him probably wouldn't be the happy and joyful look at this time.

It's all thanks to the fact that there are almost no men in Tianjue Palace, because the palace lord's wedding ceremony was on a whim, and the girls who didn't know how to dress the groom went down the mountain and rushed over to a matchmaker.But in order to maintain the mystery of Tianjue Palace's geographical location and the unknown of the visitor, the matchmaker was robbed and robbed up the mountain by such special robbers.

However, after coming here and seeing a group of female disciples in the palace and the surrounding elegant landscape, the matchmaker who has lived at the foot of the mountain for many years can almost conclude that this is Tianjue Palace.

This kind of tension and excitement really broke through my pride of being the best matchmaker in our city in an instant. The so-called hijacking in the middle of the night would not be some bandit who took a fancy to me (Yada! o(*////▽ ////*)q) It's more exciting to say that it's more exciting than nervous.

Not to mention how turbulent the matchmaker's heart was, Mo Ziwu's face had long been covered in rouge and powder, and he was in a terrible mood.

Well, even though he, like every young girl, once imagined that his ideal person is a hero of the world, and one day, he will step on the seven-color cloud to marry him, but just like the movie said, he guessed right, but didn't guess middle ending.

"However, I have been a matchmaker for so many years, and I have never seen such a handsome man as the groom." He picked up a cigarette pen and carefully traced Mo Ziwu's eyebrows. "Although it's a daughter's job to do makeup, today is a great day for you, the groom." She shook Mo Ziwu's chin back and forth. "But his complexion is still a little pale." After speaking, he applied another layer of powder on Mo Ziwu's face.

"(_)..." Mo Ziwu looked at an extremely enthusiastic matchmaker with a lifeless expression.

If you get married, let's get married, he admits it, but who can tell him why he got married in the middle of the night! ! !

Although it is unlucky to say this sentence, but.

A kind of dark marriage feeling is swollen. . . . . .

And when he saw himself in a white groom's suit and Su Jianli in a white dress who was also supported by his junior sisters when he went out, Mo Ziwu felt instantly struck by lightning.

Fuck it, stop it!This kind of ghost marriage has a stronger sense of sight!

Mo Ziwu turned his head to look at the matchmaker who was obviously stunned and then shocked, not knowing what to say.

"It's very novel!" A certain matchmaker suddenly realized that she tapped her palm with one hand, and praised: "It's really impressive."

Is your head covered by the door? ! !Shut up, bastard, as a senior matchmaker, don't you think you should stop it!

Although in Mo Ziwu's view, he couldn't understand why getting married had to go to the altar, a high-end place that has nothing to do with the normal marriage mode, to complete the ceremony, and then the palace lord led the two of them to the tablet of the previous palace lord of Tianjue Palace Kneel down.But it is undeniable that after the whole wedding ceremony, Mo Ziwu felt a sense of superiority that he couldn't understand.

But when he saw Shi Wushang deliver the two glasses of wine to the two of them with a serious face, Mo Ziwu, who was standing in front of many plaques, would not think of the pessimistic association of the poisonous bar at that moment.

The cold liquid slipped into his mouth, and Mo Ziwu turned his neck a little stiffly.

Then Shi Wushang's slightly cold voice came from next to his ear, it was extraordinarily clear in the empty hall.

When Mo Ziwu took Su Jianli's hand and returned to their bedroom, it was already at the top of the moon, and there were candles burning in the hall. Fortunately, the new house (the hall where Shi Yuxuan used to live) was full of red, otherwise it was all white, probably Mo Zimid would wake up in the middle of the night with fright.

Washed off the rouge and gouache on his face with clean water, and took a warm bath in the hall's own pool. If it wasn't for the fact that there was Su Jianli outside who was also waiting to take a bath, Mo Ziwu would definitely have taken a bath in comfort. After a while, Mo Ziwu bypassed the screen, and Mo Ziwu, who was wearing a white undershirt and was too lazy to care for his wet hair, came out with his long hair stepping on his shoes and breathing heavily.

He took out a piece of fruit and put it in his mouth, Mo Ziwu squinted his eyes as he lay on the couch next to the window with the cool breeze blowing.The full moon is like a disk, the sky is full of stars, and the gentle night wind blows peach petals into the window casement.

A burst of peach blossom fragrance.

Mo Ziwu didn't know how long he lay down until Su Jianli's voice was heard.

"Go to bed and lie down, don't catch a cold."

He turned to look over.

A lock of beautiful black hair falls like a waterfall, curved willow eyebrows, a pair of bright eyes like a pool of clear water, a straight Qiong nose, pink cheeks slightly flushed, cherry lips like dripping cherries, under the delicate face, tender and smooth Her snowy skin is as ice-like as snow, and her figure is beautiful. I don't know if it's because of the hot air or because of taking a shower. Her eyes are surrounded by water, charming and affectionate, whether she is happy or angry.

For a moment, his breathing was disordered for a moment, and at the same time, his heart suddenly missed a beat, very light and deep, like a drop of water, blasting a ripple on the calm lake.

She pulled a towel over, sat on the dressing table and wiped her hair carefully, nodded and lowered her eyebrows, a little water was stained on her graceful neck, and her back was facing his back, the slightly slipped white robe revealed her white and thin shoulders , the beauty is a bit shocking.

Mo Ziwu shook his head unnaturally, staring at the fruit in his hand, suddenly felt absurd that it was not as good-looking as Su Jianli's neck.

Even more unnaturally, he threw the fruit aside, found a glass of water to rinse his mouth, and planned to cover his head and fall asleep.

"Wait." Su Jianli's voice came from beside her ear.

This inevitably caused Mo Ziwu, who was himself besides her in the hall, to give a pause. "what?"

"Wipe your hair dry." He didn't see any movement, but saw a towel flying into Mo Ziwu's hand. "Your hair that is still dripping may wet the bed."

No matter how you hear it, it sounds like a disgusting tone. . . . . .

Mo Ziwu rolled his eyes, so the feeling just now was indeed an illusion. It is probably more difficult for the two of them to coexist peacefully than to restore this unscrupulous world to normal.

"True hair." Mo Ziwu muttered softly.

He was fighting while wiping his eyelids, seeing that the towel was about to fall off, but the next moment the towel was caught by his hands.

"Really, are you a child? You can't do such a small thing well!" Su Jianli pursed her lips and took the towel from Mo Ziwu's hand, pushing him with his back to her in a not-so-gentle gesture , then raised his hand, passed his fingertips through his hair, and wiped it thinly.

Mo Ziwu sighed.

"Why are you sighing!" Su Jianli said displeased.

"I don't know why, but you reminded me of my mother at that moment." Mo Ziwu turned his head and looked at Su Jianli with a pair of dead fish eyes.

"Shut up, you!" Mo Ziwu's words made Su Jianli, who served him like an old mother, furious, and then a little puzzled, threw the towel on his head. "Wipe yourself!"

Mo Ziwu didn't respond, instead he sniffled. "I miss my parents."

His head was shrugged under the towel, his wet hair fell on his shoulders, and a white undershirt was hanging loosely on his body. He looked like a large dog that no one wanted. He pouted and looked lonely.

Mo Ziwu, who was so listless, almost never appeared in Su Jianli's eyes, which made her startled. After a moment of silence, she didn't necessarily say anything. Instead, she sat next to Mo Ziwu again, picked up the The towel wiped the other person's hair again.

"Do you think we can go back?" Mo Ziwu raised his head, his eyes were red and wet.

Su Jianli lowered his eyes after his subordinates paused. "......have no idea."

She thought of Su Jianli's parents a long time ago. . . . . .Mo Ziwu knew he had said something wrong, so he said in a nasty voice: "Hey, Su... Shi Yuxuan, what shall we do from now on?"

"Just do whatever you want." Su Jianli replied without any hesitation, and even the slightly gloomy expression just now completely disappeared. "Why? What do you expect to do in the Jianghu?" She sneered as she spoke.

"I didn't say that." Mo Ziwu said in a muffled voice. He felt the fingers rubbing his hair stop. He shook his head and was about to lie down, but he didn't know that the other party's nightgown was being pressed by him. While Mo Ziwu was lying down, Su Jianli, who didn't pay much attention, also fell on top of him.

Mo Ziwu, who was under heavy pressure, almost lost his breath. He rolled his eyes, and muffled to Su Jianli listlessly: "Sister, your fall is solid enough."

He tilted his head just in time to meet the eyes of her who was raising her head, and the two of them were stunned for a moment.

The two of them were sticking together at this moment, with such an intimate distance, even the air seemed to be inexplicably agitated.

The fragrance is lingering, and the joint tie on the red quilt seems to indicate a relationship that makes people blush.

That weird feeling sprang up in his heart again, Mo Ziwu felt that his heart was beating a little fast at this moment, and he could even hear the irregular heartbeat in his ears.

Something is wrong.he thought.

It must be because of the alcohol!

He thinks so.

"Hey, how long do you want to hold on, get off of me." Mo Ziwu turned his head unnaturally, the other's breath was a little warm, and it hit the skin of his neck wetly.

"Why don't you say that you put your hands on my waist, how can I get up?" Su Jianli lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, like butterfly wings.

Mo Ziwu was startled for a moment, but when he saw the hand that he accidentally put on the opponent's waist when he was controlling his strength, his face was completely red like a boiling kettle.

He took his hands away awkwardly, and at the same time, the person who was pressing him above also put his hands on his sides to prop up his body.Maybe Su Jianli's robe was too loose, and the top half was raised before her?When she turned around, the half-covered spring was revealed by the dropped clothes opening?Light.

If it was normal, Mo Ziwu certainly didn't feel anything.But at this time, it made him feel a little uncomfortable.

He turned his head, and when the other party moved away, he rolled to the inner side of the bed, turned his back to Su Jianli, and said in a muffled voice under the quilt: "Go to sleep."

And Mo Ziwu didn't know that the people behind him squinted at him with complicated expressions.

Other people's bridal chamber festivities are naturally joy and excitement 'flying hand in hand', but these two have nothing to say all night.

So far, Su Jianli has 'settled' in Tianjue Palace as a master sister.

Although the scenery of Tianjue Palace is good, and the scenery is not the same everywhere, but it can't be seen every day, which inevitably makes Mo Ziwu who was excited at the beginning boring.

The disciples in the palace either practice kung fu or meditate every day, or they go to study in a place like Zangshuge, or there is a special place for cultivating disciples' piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

The days are bitter and boring, no wonder the little girls want to go down the mountain to play. The things they do every day catch up with the current student life. Of course, students also have spare time activities. The girls' spare time activities are not only to learn from each other, but also to learn from each other.

So, on a certain day, when the sky was exceptionally blue and the clouds were as white as cotton candy, Mo Ziwu, who was idle and almost moldy, taught the little girl jumping rubber bands, playing sandbags and various basic games that children were too lazy to play.

It is rare that the martial idiot girls who were curious at the beginning became very interested in it. Of course, Mo Ziwu, who took the opportunity to understand the rules, was the first to "win" all the way, but until the girls one after another in the With the help of internal strength and martial arts, after throwing Mo Ziwu, who was defeated again and again, for several blocks, the girls refused to play happily with the master brother-in-law who not only has a head but also is physically stupid. . . . . .

Throwing (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻ Don’t play like this! It’s just jumping with a rubber band. Is it necessary to hang the rubber band on the tree for several battles to jump around! Playing sandbags, you know How fun it is for me to catch up! Can you please play hard! The speed of throwing in the trough can almost cripple a person according to his visual inspection! ! !

In response to this, the exhausted master brother-in-law began to become listless, and the dull hair on his head was shrugged.

Sure enough, you can't make friends with cruel girls, especially girls who have been holding back for long enough and finally find fun and know martial arts.

The rhythm of cruelty every minute!Who the hell wants to play with them! ! !

Finally, one day, Sect Leader Mo, who felt so uncomfortable and didn't know how the Zhuanji Dojo was doing, decided to go back. After all, it was a "career" he supported with one hand, and he hadn't returned for many days, so he was still a little worried.

What's more, Su Jianli's condition has stabilized.And there are vague signs of breaking through the sixth level.This made Shi Wushang, who had always had expectations for Shi Yuxuan, very happy.

Of course, Mo Ziwu's thought was that Su Jianli would go with him.

The husband sings and the wife follows! (In fact, I was afraid that I would die halfway...) Didn't the ancients abide by this the most?But Mo Ziwu just missed it, this is not an ordinary ancient time.

It's a chaotic world full of morals and flaws!

What the hell is that!For Shi Wushang whose beloved apprentice finally came back and is pregnant, all the nonsense that made Shi Yuxuan leave can be forfeited.

The palace lord didn't speak, his face turned cold, and his air-conditioning was so desperate that Mo Ziwu, who belonged to the vulnerable group, withered instantly.

"It's said that my son-in-law is the mother-in-law's caring little padded jacket. I think this sentence is open to discussion." Mo Ziwu bit his finger.

"Although it is necessary to resist under the power, the premise of resistance is that life is the most important." Mo Ziwu wanted to bite the quilt sadly on the one hand, but on the other hand he made excuses for the fact that he was 'withered'.

Su Jianli, who had turned a page of the book, gave him a blank look, and said, "I know what you're worried about, but you can rest assured that Master has already sent someone to help lead the machine dojo."

"Huh? When!" Mo Ziwu said pleasantly as the 'wilted' hair stood on end.

"The second day after Master came back." Su Jianli said without taking his eyes off the book.

"Oh, that's it." Mo Ziwu clenched his fist with one hand and tapped the palm of the other hand as if he had suddenly realized something, and suddenly his movements stopped. "Hey, no! Why didn't you tell me?!"

"You didn't ask me." Su Jianli said lightly.

"..." It was an irrefutable reason. . . . . .

As one of the few men in Tianjue Palace, Mo Ziwu wasn't under the influence of being a male empress?In the palace texts, there are all kinds of preferential treatment that belong to the male protagonist, and even more and more white eyes and speechless expressions from the girls in the palace.

And since Xiao Cage Girl turned into Kenshiro, the tough guy and perverted to tear his clothes, the girls who were still cute and lolita completely ignored him to the end. Of course, when he returned to Xiaololi, he was still It is welcomed by women who are flooded with maternal love.

Generally speaking, Xiao Cage Girl turned into a tough guy, and the expressions of the girls are like this (_). . . . . . /(￢_￢), after Lolita, the expression is ^_^/o(n_n)o

As for Qiao Feng, because of his high-profile handsome appearance, many girls had pink bubbles, and all kinds of "Senior Brother Qiao" and "Brother Qiao" became popular.

Although, the girls don't even know the ultimate ghost that this thing activates?Animal mode is enough to scare people's liver and gallbladder.