Everything is fine in the dream.

Xue Lan became a puppet, and like Ye Nong, he could eat, drink, and sleep. He could have human emotions and disgust, as if he had never died, and was alive in front of him, and he stroked A Lan's hand.

It's soft!

Her skin was a little cold. Although she was a puppet, her body was incredibly soft. Nian Junyao became very satisfied, and all her regrets seemed to be filled.

He couldn't wait to marry Alan.

The main marriage of the family in Wanping City is to marry the princess of the Demon Realm, which naturally attracted rumors from the Immortal Sect on the Xizhou Continent. Especially Nian Lingxiao, who used to like Xue Lan so much, but now he hates Xue Lan so much, and even used a hunger strike to protest.

"If you marry her, I will die on a hunger strike."

Nian Jun Yao Tieshi was heartbroken. This move on hunger strike cannot be done with him. Nian Jinshu was still fanning the flames, "Dad, you are fat, just go on hunger strikes. If you are hunger strikes, you will have a few hunger strikes, otherwise the beautiful little girl will not like you."

Nian Lingxiao was half dead.

There was a shocking marriage between Feng Liangzheng and Xue Suyuan, a pair of stunning marriages. A dead princess is now just a puppet. She was once a person from the Xizhou continent. Although it was a rumor, the thunder sounded loudly and rained little, which was different from the storm Feng Liangzheng suffered at the time. Nian Junyao and Xue Lan's marriage was still recognized.

Xue Lan was ready to marry happily. She was raised as a son since she was a child. No one had ever taught her how to show her wedding dress. The Xizhou continent believed in gods and Buddhas, and the gods and Buddhas of the heavens were protected by gods and Buddhas. The fire in the immortal gate continued, so men and women also hoped to get the blessing of gods and Buddhas. According to folk rumors, as long as the newlyweds embroidered wedding dresses themselves, they would get the blessing of gods and Buddhas of the heavens.

Xue Lan is such a rebellious person, and she embroidered her wedding dress with needles and threads, hoping that after all the bad luck, she, the demons, can also receive the protection of gods and Buddhas.

But on the day of the wedding, suddenly lightning came from the sky, and ninety-nine rays of lightning hit Nian Junyao. The heaven seemed to have not stopped until he killed him, and insisted on slashing him with blood. The red wedding dress was soaked in his body as if blood was soaked in her eyes. The blood splattered in her eyes and slowly fell down. Xue Lan was afraid.

"Don't split, please, I won't marry."

"I won't marry."

"I know I'm wrong."

...

So what if you embroider your wedding dress, so what if you are so pious with your stitches, how can you combine the devil and immortals, and how can you get the blessing of gods and Buddhas?

The second brother and Su Yuan can be happy because Su Yuan was born as a person from Donglin Castle.

In her bloodline, there are demons!

She is not worthy!

She tore her wedding dress apart and woke up in the inn. The dream was too beautiful at the beginning, which led to her being immersed in the beautiful dream and unable to extricate herself. The pain of falling from heaven to hell made her heart empty.

This dream is like a foresight.

The ending between her and her elder brother seemed to be that unfinished wedding.

Full of blood.

Xue Lan was completely sleepy and went downstairs in her outer robe. At night, the Beihai was quiet. Only the north wind blew outside the window kept blowing. The wind blew on her skin, making her bone-cold. Xue Lan felt sour and painful in her heart.

The eldest brother insists on his own, but what should he do?

"Why did you wake up in the middle of the night?" Nian Junyao's voice came from behind. Xue Lan turned around and saw him slowly going downstairs. The inn was warm, so he was wearing a moon-white long gown, as if he was the boy in her memory.

Gentle and elegant know etiquette.

Xue Lan was a little confused until Nian Junyao approached and gently stroked her cheeks with her fingers. Her warm skin touched her face, and she could feel the chill of his fingers.

Her cheeks were hotter than his fingers.

Xue Lan had no time to take care of these small changes, avoided his gaze and his hands, "I had a dream."

"What nightmare?"

"You were struck by lightning."

Nian Junyao, “…”

The nightmare blurted out, as if it was such a ridiculous thing. Xue Lan came to her senses and felt a little embarrassed, but Nian Junyao smiled, "What a nightmare is that a cultivator who was struck by lightning. Isn't this a good thing?"

That means that cultivation has reached a new level.

He has been struck by lightning over the years, and has experienced the thunder tribulation several times.

Xue Lan wanted to explain, but had no idea how to start, so she had to change the topic, "I don't need sleep, why didn't my brother fall asleep?"

"I woke up when I heard the movement."

"Sorry, I woke up my elder brother."

The conversation was polite, Nian Junyao was a little helpless. He brought a pot of water over and lit a charcoal fire. The small stove was lit and burned with water.

Nian Junyao said, "Since you can't sleep, then let's cook tea with your elder brother."

This time he came here and brought a lot of tea, all of which were the tea that Xue Lan was used to drinking. After the water boiled, Nian Junyao burned the tea with boiling water and boiled tea.

The movements were elegant and steady, and a cup of clear-colored tea was held in front of her, "Taste."
Chapter completed!