Villain: Marry the Goddess of Destiny at the beginning

Jie Yan Jiaojiao glanced at Song Yun'er, that look was clearly jealous, but it could be seen that the intensity of this jealousy was not as strong as before.

"Young master, you misunderstood me. What I mean is, young master, you are extremely talented, unmatched by anyone. Although you are stronger than Chi You, but your personality is as gentle as jade. You are a good man who is rarely seen in a century, no, in a thousand years."

"Although the young mistress is extremely intelligent and looks like a fairy, in the eyes of Hua Xiangrong, a woman who is infatuated with the young master, she is unworthy in every way."

"In addition to the decline of the young mistress's sect, her realm is mediocre. If the young master forces her to take the position of wife, I'm afraid these female devils will become angry and harm the young mistress."

Lu Changfeng looked at Yan Jiaojiao, and let out an oh.

Why do you feel that you are the first one to become angry from embarrassment?

Hey, after all, it's still the damn magic luck value.

Calm down and think about it, there is really nothing wrong with my realm and state of mind when dealing with these women's beauty tricks and bitter tricks.

But when women become ruthless, they can do anything. If they really want to harm Song Yuner, there is really nothing they can do.

"Yun'er, is there no other reason?"

Song Yun'er touched the interspatial ring on her finger as a wedding ring, feeling deeply uneasy and unwilling in her heart.

From the first day of entering the Western Regions to now, in just ten days, she has received all kinds of threatening letters through various channels.

These threats don't want money, gold and silver, or magic medicines, as long as she does one thing: only be a concubine and not a wife.

Let me ask, who would be reconciled to such a good man who is impeccable in every aspect, and who would give up just like that?

But she is just the young master of a declining sect, it is already a great opportunity to be favored by such a man, what ability does she have to resist these wishful thinking female devils?
She can only endure, and turn this unwillingness and anxiety into motivation. When she is truly worthy of him, when she can say no to them, she will definitely regain the honor of this wife.

"Lu Lang, don't worry, since I have entered the land of the Western Regions and got into your Lu family's sedan chair, I am destined to be yours for the rest of my life, and I will never have two hearts."

Lu Changfeng smiled helplessly, "Yun'er, you are overthinking, I didn't doubt your feelings for me, it's just..."

"Hey, no matter, if the relationship lasts for a long time, how can it be day and night? You and I are still young, and the days to come will be long, so we don't care about getting married later."

"It's just that my father-in-law has been preparing for this matter for many days. Relatives, friends, and sects, who can be invited, have already been invited."

"Now, your and my marriage have been postponed. As the children of others, we should consider their difficulties."

"You quickly write a letter to father-in-law, and I will immediately send Lu An to inform my father about this, so that he can be mentally prepared."

...

Lu Buhui hadn't been this happy for a long time. After traveling more than 1000 miles, and nearly half a month later, his son and daughter-in-law were finally coming back.

Early on, he brought a large group of people and waited at the gate of Xueji Gate. He straightened his clothes and stroked his beard again and again, for fear of losing face to his son.

But in this large group of people, except for him, none of the people next to him were happy. They were all thinking about the same question.

"Master Lu, who is this Song Yun'er, who can be loved by your parents?"

Faced with this question, Lu Buhui felt as if someone had poured cold water on him.

That's right, his Blood Extreme Sect is considered a top-notch existence in this Western Region Demon Land where there are many powerful people, but he is still an upper-middle force, and he still has a bit of face.

Especially my son, who needs talent, looks, looks, and self-cultivation.

As for the talent.

It's not that Lu Buhui is bragging, there are two schools of good and evil in the south of Xuanyue Continent, with hundreds of sects and hundreds of thousands of disciples, his son is second, and no one dares to say first.

But it was this marriage that broke his mind.

That house can afford a portrait of You, so if you take out one at random, which one is not a well-rounded talent and appearance, with excellent qualifications, and a famous show in the magic sect.

But he was fine, he didn't even look at it when he put it there, and said that if he picked up these portraits again, he would go to practice in the wild and forbidden land, and come out when he was old.

He was so angry that he almost didn't lift it up, and directly served fried shredded pork with bamboo shoots, but there was another person sitting there, so he dared not speak out.

Unexpectedly, three years ago, this kid suddenly went to Qingyun Town for a stroll, and when he came back, he didn't think about food or tea, saying that he had a crush.

He was so happy right now, so he was busy discussing this matter, but no one would let him, a father, touch it at all.

After asking for a few conditions, a few magical medicine pills, and a lot of pills, he ran to the door to propose marriage.

He also thought left and right, who is it that is thousands of miles away, who has bound his son's heart?

"Everyone, don't worry, my son will arrive in one stick of incense at most. I think according to his vision, he will definitely not let everyone down."

"disappointment?"

A beautiful woman snorted coldly, looked at the people next to her who were also uncut, and immediately became unwilling.

"Master Lu, do you know what we are most disappointed about?"

Lu Buhui shook his head, "I don't know."

"Hmph, what we are most disappointed with is that you are so patriarchal that you married a righteous woman as your wife."

"Yes, yes!"

The enthusiasm of the crowd was like fire, and it was immediately ignited with a coaxing sound, and the whole scene suddenly boiled up.

There are not so many rules and regulations for people in the devil's way. They can say whatever they want, and they start chirping together, venting their dissatisfaction one after another.

The glamorous woman saw that Lu Bugui didn't regret not speaking, she immediately lost her temper, put her hands on her hips, and began to scold others.

"Lu Buhui, Chang Feng is the number one talent in our Demon Sect, a character who is rarely seen in a thousand years."

"What's wrong with my three daughters? You are an old man, but you let him marry a woman of righteous way. You are digging the foundation of our evil way, don't you know?"

Lu Buhui had an innocent face, "Sect Master Yan, I don't want to either. I showed Changfeng all the portraits of your three daughters, except the youngest."

"But he doesn't like it. What if you ask me to be a father? How about you show her the portrait of your smallest baby lump?"

When Yan Wushuang heard this, a blush flashed across her glamorous and mature face, "What do you look at, your son is already married, do you want my daughter, Yan Wushuang, to be a concubine?"

After she finished speaking, she looked back at the crowd and continued to ask: "Tell me, can the girls of our Demon Sect let a righteous girl come and go every day?"

I thought everyone would raise their arms, but except for a handsome middle-aged man who responded, everyone couldn't help but smile.

This time, Yan Wushuang was furious,

"What are you laughing at?"

"No, no, Sect Master Yan, we didn't laugh!"

"Hmph, don't think that I don't know what you are thinking, you are thinking, if my three daughters give up their positions as concubines, you will have a chance."

A happy light flashed in everyone's eyes, and they hurriedly explained, "No, Sect Master Yan, how could we marry our daughter to Changfeng as a concubine?"

"Humph!"

In any case, Yan Wushuang is also the sixth suzerain of the devil. She is famous far and wide. In addition, it is said that his husband is a master among the masters in the cultivation world in the north. Many people are afraid of her.

"Listen to me, you people. I don't care how many women Lu Changfeng marries. I only have one request. They must all be under my daughter's care."

After Yan Wushuang finished speaking, Ruyue's willow eyebrows raised long, and her beautiful face like a flower suddenly deceived Lu Buhui.

"Lu Buhui, now, immediately, immediately, let your son call off this marriage!"

Lu Buhui held his breath, afraid that if he took more breaths, he would fall under the spell of this woman and make the mistake of losing his precious son.

"Sect Master Yan, this, this, this..."