Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Zombie King (Thirteen)
Inside the majestic hall, crimson silk ribbons adorned the Vermilion Bird Palace, transforming the usually imposing palace into a festive spectacle.
The woman in red smiled and grasped the young man's hand. The young man, also dressed in a bright red wedding gown, had a joyful expression on his face, but his eyes were misty.
"Yan Jing, are you happy that we've become Daoist partners today?" Of course I'm happy.
The person who had coveted it for so long finally got it.
When asked the question, Gu Yan looked completely bewildered. He looked up at Lu Lingjun, who was much taller than him at the time, and nodded obediently: "Happy, I love Lingjun."
Upon hearing this, Lu Lingjun's smile deepened.
That's great.
The person in front of me will never be so far away again, never like the moon in the sky, impossible to grasp no matter how hard I try.
However, when Gu Yanjing said these words, a look of struggle appeared in his eyes, as if he was trying to break through something, but was forcibly suppressed.
"I'm also delighted with Yan Jing, I've been delighted with Yan Jing for so long, so many long times." Lu Lingjun lowered his head and kissed Gu Yan Jing's forehead. Outside, things were already bustling with activity, as many immortals came to offer their congratulations.
After all, neither of these parties are ordinary people; one is the patriarch of the Phoenix Clan, and the other is the Southern Vermilion Bird Emperor.
However, even though everyone had received an invitation from the Vermilion Bird Palace, they still found it quite fantastical.
After all, not long ago, there were rumors in the Vermilion Bird Palace that the Vermilion Bird Emperor wanted to marry the Goddess Anyu. How could he have become a Daoist partner with his subordinate goddess in the blink of an eye?
After all, no matter how you look at it, with His Majesty Suzaku's tyrannical nature, he doesn't seem like the type to submit to other men.
Could it be...?
Stop, don't think about it, don't think about it.
Both of them were people of noble status, beyond the comprehension of minor deities like themselves.
As dusk approached, everyone in the heavens who could come out did, including Heavenly Lord Gu Yuan, who personally attended, and Heavenly Emperor Gu Yanci, who sat on a high seat.
Lu Lingjun and Gu Yanjing stood before Gu Yuan and swore an oath with their lives to become Daoist partners.
From this day forward, everyone in the entire heavens knows that they are Daoist partners, that they are...
However, after performing the ceremony, when Gu Yanjing stood up, she suddenly broke free from Lu Lingjun's hand, as if she wanted to say something, but then she bent over abruptly, clutching her chest and gasping for breath.
Lu Lingjun's expression changed drastically. He suddenly pulled Gu Yanjing into his arms, picked her up, and left.
The surrounding immortals were in an uproar, but they paid no attention to it.
Emperor Gu Yanci stood up and looked at the distressed Gu Yanjing. He wanted to stop Lu Lingjun from taking Gu Yanjing away, but was stopped by Heavenly Lord Gu Yuan.
“Your Majesty, they are Daoist partners. Even if something happens, it is between them.” Gu Yuan stood in front of Gu Yanci, watching the two leave with an expression that was neither sad nor happy.
"If the Heavenly Lord wishes to attack me, he should do so directly. Yan Jing has nothing to do with this matter." Gu Yanci stopped in his tracks, his usually amiable face turning extremely grim.
The surrounding immortals could not hear the conversation between the two, but they could see the filth between the Heavenly Lord and the Heavenly Emperor from their expressions.
It has long been rumored that the Heavenly Emperor preferred not to be the current Heavenly Emperor, but rather that the Daoist Lord greatly favored this Heavenly Emperor and personally helped him ascend to the throne.
As a result, the relationship between these two people from the Heavenly Palace was quite bad.
However, these minor deities are only interested in gossip; they probably wouldn't get involved.
They're not cut out for this.
Meanwhile, Gu Yanjing, who had been carried away, nestled in Lu Lingjun's arms, groaned in pain and turned pale.
"Yan Jing, Zhu Que, it's alright, it's alright, it doesn't hurt anymore, a kiss will make it stop hurting." Lu Lingjun saw that the person in his arms was pale, so he quickly put him on the bed. A steady stream of spiritual energy flowed into Gu Yan Jing's body, suppressing the violent Bewitching Gu.
The Bewitching Gu was only initially cultivated by Gu Yanjing, and even Gu Yanjing didn't know much about its effects. However, Lu Lingjun, who was so audacious, stole it and used it on himself.
This was something Gu Yanjing herself hadn't expected.
What surprised Gu Yan even more was that the Bewitching Heart Gu not only bewitched the heart, but also devoured it.
If the mother Gu is soothed by the spiritual energy of the controller, the offspring Gu will devour the host's heart meridian.
Gu Yanjing is now under the control of the Bewitching Gu and is uncontrollably in love with Lu Lingjun.
Or perhaps, it's an amplification of the admiration and affection that Gu Yanjing had deliberately ignored.
He obeyed Lu Lingjun's every word. In fact, he wouldn't resist when Lu Lingjun touched him. Instead, he would cling to him like an obedient young animal longing for its mother.
Gu Yanjing couldn't help but tremble slightly, not only her body but also her voice: "Lu Lingjun, it hurts."
That feeling was so unfamiliar; he felt like he was floating on uncontrollable water, ready to drown at any moment.
The only piece of driftwood was Lu Lingjun, who was holding him tightly at that moment.
He couldn't help but start crying, his eyes glistening with tears that covered his black eyelashes.
Lu Lingjun took a breath and kissed away the tears in Gu Yanjing's eyes: "Be good, it won't hurt anymore soon."
Gu Yan's face darkened as he recalled the memories that suddenly surfaced in his mind. He wished he could travel back in time and kick his tearful self to the ground.
Screw you.
It's one thing to cry, but to cry in front of that trash Lu Lingjun is another.
She was crying as if she had been assaulted, even though she had indeed been assaulted, and it was her first time.
but......
Gu Yan raised his eyes in surprise, looked at Lu Lingjun who was clutching his shoulder, and sneered.
The surrounding space changed in an instant; the charred remains disappeared, and Qin Xiao and the others vanished as well.
The entire world was blank, leaving only Gu Yanjing and Lu Lingjun.
"Guess what I just remembered?"
Gu Yanjing's voice was icy.
"I think Your Majesty must be thinking of the first time you made love to me. When Your Majesty woke up and found that I had taken you, you had the same expression on your face."
Lu Lingjun wore a bitter smile.
The first time, he didn't know when to stop and let his guard down. Gu Yanjing woke up once and almost lost control and killed him.
Fortunately, he managed to calm Gu Yanjing down, and later...
Later, he dared not control Gu Yanjing anymore.
He was afraid Gu Yan would be shocked to death.
If Gu Yanjing dies, what's the point of him living?
"You do know me quite well." Gu Yanjing raised his hand and tossed the sword in his hand into the air.
In an instant, the sword transformed into a double sword, just like in the novels.
However, Gu Yanjing's sword was different.
Gu Yan was shocked by the sword technique. One sword strike was an illusion, but every other strike was a real object.
His sword was originally forged by Lu Lingjun himself, who poured his heart and soul into it.
One sword transforms into another, and another transforms into one.
He thought to himself, with Gu Yanjing's bad temper, if he were to possess a powerful weapon, he would probably be bullied when he went out.
So he forged this sword.
But unexpectedly, the sword he forged with his own hands ended up killing him once and stabbing him countless times.
Is this the legendary retribution?
Even at this point, Lu Lingjun still had the mind to think about that.
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