With the strong fragrance of flowers, Xu Linghe walked to the door in the sunshine. Wind puffed up the red veil. Wuyou looked obsessively at the man in front, her hand clenched in his big hand.

“Linghe.”

Through the light veil, Xu Linghe could feel the warmth that his little woman brought to her. This moment, he did not say anything, his heart brimmed with happiness.

Although they stumbled along the way, his little woman had already melted into his bones and they would join in each other’s lives with hands holding. “Whatever the future is, I will go on with my little woman.”

“Senior Brother, Lie Huo is impatient now.”

Little Blacky waited for a long time, but could not see Han Chiyou. So he felt disappointed.

“Where is Chiyou? Her sister gets married. Why doesn’t she come to witness the ceremony? Senior Brother, you should help your Junior Brother. Otherwise, when we return to the Kunlun, I will tell your embarrassing stories to other Senior Brothers.”

“Elder Sister, Mother says she cannot bear to leave you and wants to see you off. So do I.”

Han Chiyou flew in with her ringing voice along the way. Madam Hou Qing was dressed in a moonlight-colored coat and stepped toward the door with girly walks like a fairy. Catching sight of Han Chiyou, Little Blacky felt reassured.

“Pay my respect to mother-in-law.”

Xu Linghe bowed his head and saluted. Wuyou knew what her mother thought. Since Wuyou did not have father since she was a child, her mother wanted to see her off on her wedding day.

Wuyou sat on a bridal sedan chair as a common girl did. A layer of gauze curtain separated them. Wuyou lifted up the bridal veil and looked at the man on the horse, who was wearing a white coat and a tight waist belt inside covered with a red bridal robe, his eyes gleaming gentleness. “He is not a banished immortal now. He is like one of the worlds of mortals. He loves me and make the promises that I want.”

“Linghe.”

Under the thin veil, Wuyou was whispering. Xu Linghe’s devastatingly handsome face broadened into a grin. His hair streamed in the spring breeze, and his eyes curved like the sunshine in the March, filled with happiness.

“My little woman, you’re peeking at your husband again.”

Xu Linghe’s low voice rang in the ears. Wuyou rolled up the curtains and looked at the elated man. She looked more seductive.

“My husband, do you know what a fox is best at?”

“My dear, apart from cunning, what are you good at…”

Xu Linghe broadened into a brighter grin and would like to see his little woman’s red face teased by him.

“Seduction Skill”

Wuyou’s soft voice traveled through the thin veil, like the lingering sprinkles in March. Her white teeth nibbled the lip. Her eyes, like the bright moon in the starry sky, gleamed devastatingly enchanting beauty with happiness. Wuyou curled up her mouth into an attractive smile. Her bright red lips were impressed by teeth, slack and tight to allure the man on the horse.

“My dear, the Teal Hill’s Seduction Skill is just so-so.”

Xu Linghe condensed 20 percent of his Spirit Power, trying to resolve the lust stirred up by his little woman.

“Is it?”

At that time, Wuyou wanted to play tricks on Xu Linghe and suddenly wondered what this serene man would become under the seduction.

“Linghe, hug me!”

The little woman pouted her mouth and looked at the man with sorrow. Her thick eyelashes shone in tears. Xu Linghe knew that his little woman was playing tricks, but he could not bear to see her pretty appearance like that. He reached out his hand and tried to wipe the eyes of the little woman. While Xu Linghe was unprepared, Wuyou kissed his fingers, her eyes full of exultation. Xu Linghe looked at the little man in surprise.

“My Husband.”

Xu Linghe looked at the woman’s lips and kissed them. Wuyou opened her eyes wide. But the ardor among their lips and teeth was triggered to explode like magma. Wuyou wanted to escape from such close touch, but failed. Not knowing when, she fell into his arms.

“Don’t be afraid. I’ve cast a cover-up spell. No one can see…”

“Linghe, it is my fault. I should not be so frivolous.”

With red eyes, Wuyou dared not to look at her man, afraid to find the contempt in his eyes.

“How silly! Where is your skill? Don’t you say the fox is deft at Seduction Skill? Why do you look pathetic now?”

“I am not silly. I just care about my husband of the mortal world, so I reveal my real look.”

Xu Linghe hushed her up with kisses. Desire was overflowing among their lips and teeth, and bridal robes were taken off piece by piece. Xu Linghe looked at his little woman, feeling warm inside like the spring breeze of March flicking when the grass sprouted out of the earth and orioles flew in the sky. He just continued.

“Drop the sedan.”

Xu Linghe took the little woman across the brazier. The sound of jubilant music and fire crackers, mixed with the laughter of the guests made the whole Xu Manor immersed in happiness.

“My dear, are you afraid of being a daughter-in-law of Xu family?”

Xu Linghe relaxed the little hand and stopped to smooth Wuyou’s disheveled clothes. Thinking about his flippancy to Wuyou, Xu Linghe felt it inappropriate to have made love with his little woman on the bridal sedan. At that moment, he felt rather sorry for his little woman.

“Not afraid, the place where the husband is, is the home of Wuyou.”

Xu Linghe took her little hand and walked toward the main hall full of guests. When Wuyou crossed the threshold with the light footsteps, her heart suddenly flustered. It was a horror from the depths of the soul. Her hand began to tremble, so she gathered her spiritual power to suppress the fear in the body. Then, the big hand pats the trembling little hand.

“Don’t be afraid. I am here. Today is our wedding day. I will not allow any outsider to mess up our wedding ceremony.”

“My dear, I am not scared and timid. But it’s different from what it used to be. You and I are indispensable.”

“My little woman, let me take you forward.”

The hall fell into silence. Xu Linghe looked at the magnates in the hall—all the nobles in the Qi Kingdom had gathered there.

Although Xu family was not the emperor’s relative, its boasted dominant power and influence. His father sat on the head seat with a warm smile. Xu Linghe looked around and spotted Xiao Qi in a corner. Obviously, Xu Linghe’s grandfather did not come today. His low-key cousin smiled and nodded at him, and then disappeared.

Madam Hou Qing was sitting next to the head seat, since it was the proper seat for the bride’s mother. On the censer table, incenses were swirling and red candles were burning.

All of a sudden, it turned dark and snow began falling in such March. A skyful of snow poured into the hall with the wind. Windows and doors kept striking in the strong wind. An overwhelming number of resentful spirits darted out of the hell. After the black wind, all the people in the hall were seized with a panic. Looking at the Demon Spirit hovering above her, Wuyou condensed her Spirit Power.

“It is well-prepared. Are you scared?”

“Linghe, I am afraid that the magnates of the Qin Kingdom have little chances of returning.”

Wuyou took a blood-thirty glance at the hall. She had not stretched her muscles and bones for a long time.

“Wuyou, if we can survive today, let’s enjoy life among the mountains and waters.”

“I will put everything down and be with you.”

Xu Linghe held the little woman’s hand tightly and moved carefully. Wuyou snapped spiritual finger overhead, which scared the spirits to flee into the crowd.

“Linghe, it seems that it is premeditated. Someone is waiting for this day.”

Lin Xiaosa moved step by step with his back against Xu Linghe. Wuyou looked around but could not find her mother, even Han Chiyou was gone. Wuyou spread out her divine consciousness and sought them. When the divine consciousness lingered out of a broken house, Wuyou saw the person she was familiar with—Ni Shang, the one who had captivated the whole Teal Hill, but now lying on her back on the haystack, haggard.

Divine consciousness finally could find Wuyou’s mother in a damp place.

Mother was hanged up, and Han Chiyou beside had fainted. Looking at bloodstains on her mother’s face, Wuyou followed up the divine consciousness with frantic anxiety. She passed through the Xu Manor and came to place where her mother was imprisoned. Xu Linghe took a glance at his little woman and followed up. But to his astoundment, someone had cast spells on the hall.

“Linghe, someone used a spell to control the entire hall. I am afraid that I cannot hold on any longer.”

Lin Xiaosa wanted to suppress this sinister curse and made himself soberer. However, evil secrets flooded in the whole hall, which crumbled Lin Xiaosa little by little.

“Xiaosa, calm down your spirit without any distractions.”

Xu Linghe sealed Lin Xiaosa’s acupoints and hoped it could help Lin Xiaosa calm down. But unexpectedly Lin Xiaosa turned around and pounced at Xu Linghe. Although Lin Xiaosa was aware that the man standing before was his own brother, he could not control himself like a puppet and his inner devil was waken up. His hands began changing, bloody bubbles springing up on his face.

Selfish desire welled up in Lin Xiaosa, as if he had been possessed by a devil. Jealousy filled him to the brim. Those hidden evil desire broke out in a second.

His soul began to be stripped off, the most primitive lust revealed. And the darkness of the heart was slowly recovering.

This control man’s spell was just a lead, and when the desire was ignited, he could no longer control himself.

The caster took advantage of the weakness of human nature and curse all the men in the hall to kill each other. Lin Xiaosa’s eyes turned red in desperation, and the sharp sword in his hand chopped at Xu Linghe again.

“Linghe kill me! The inner devil has invaded me. I can’t control it.”

Lin Xiaosa looked at Xu Linghe with tears. Lin Xiaosa did not want to hurt his brother, but he could not control himself now. The evil desire surging in his heart was engulfing his rational mind. He did not betray their brotherhood, but the sword still stabbed into Xu Linghe’s abdomen.

The sudden pain caused Xu Linghe to gulp. Lin Xiaosa looked at the wound blankly and pricked at Xu Linghe again as if possessed by devils. Little Blacky (Chengyi), seeing his Senior Brother in danger, leaped out at Xu Linghe. Next second, blood flowed from his chest. Little Blacky looked at his Senior Brother and slowly closed his eyes, only wishing his Senior Brother good, even at the cost of his life.

“Little Blacky, I still have a lot of embarrassing stories to tell you. Hold on!”

Blood was gushing out of Little Blacky’s mouth. Xu Linghe hoped nothing but his Junior Brother could survive, so he continuously injected his Spirit Power into Little Blacky’s body. But the body in his arms was gradually getting cold. Looking at Lin Xiaosa kneeling on the ground, Xu Linghe found it impossible to hate him. “No matter what happened, Lin Xiaosa is his brother, but just controlled by spells. How can I kill him in return?”

Xu Linghe took the Kunlun soul out of the Heaven and Earth Pouch and chanted the incantation. With a dazzling light, Little Blacky was lifted up. When the seven-colored light flashed, Little Blacky flew into the Kunlun soul. Xu Linghe hoped that the Kunlun soul could help to nourish his Junior Brother first.

Xu Linghe’s spiritual fingers brushed his abdomen, where instantly new flesh appeared, and then the wound was healed in a blink. Noticing the magnates fighting against one another, Xu Linghe felt acidic water flowed upside down in his stomach at the bloody mess. Those who had lost consciousness became extremely mad. Therefore, Xu Linghe was more worried about his little woman’s safety.

“It seems that the disaster is impending. I can’t leave the little woman alone.” But The sight that the magnates were being sucked by vicious spirits made Xu Linghe’s softhearted.

Xu Linghe gestured his spiritual fingers, and the Heaven and Earth Pouch fell onto his palms. Seeing the vicious spirit behind charging at Xu Linghe, Lin Xiaosa who kneeled on the ground pounced up and warded off the attack for Xu Linghe. Wherever the saber brandished, it turned into ashes, and those floating vicious spirits fled with fright when seeing the saber’s chopping power.

When the brother was in danger, Lin Xiaosa only hoped Xu Linghe could survive. Anyway, brotherhood surpassed the inner devil.

Lin Xiaosa might not remember that due to his slight error in thought, Little Blacky left forever, but Xu Linghe would keep the secret forever until Little Blacky was resurrected.

Xu Linghe held the demon-suppressing pagoda and gestured with his hands.