Slowly pushing open the door of the old house, the white seal has long been blurred by the humid environment of Fog Ninja Village, and with this gentle push, it scattered.

My fingers brushed through the metal door nails, and the patina told the decadence as usual. Looking into the house, there were no weeds in the yard. Maybe Jing Teng had someone cleaned it up?

No longer cut, I held the ordered clothing in one hand, gently held Bai with the other hand, stepped on the marble stone steps without any trace, walked into the courtyard, smelling the familiar decay, as if I had brought Bai here for the first time, and this was the same...

Zabuzheng gently let go of his hand and handed Bai a piece of kimono in his hand. He looked at Bai Qian with a smile and took it, and couldn't help but say softly: "Bai..."

Bai raised his head gently, and his soft index finger gently pressed on Zaibujian's lips, blocking Zaibujian's words. Zaibujian habitually touched the bridge of his nose, but the touch of his body told him that he did not wrap the familiar bandage.

A fog slowly condensed at the entrance of the main hall. Jing Teng, dressed in housekeeper's clothing, leaned out and said slowly: "Sir, you are ready. Please dress as soon as possible..."

No more than Zhan Qian smiled, he pulled Bai up and walked into the room.

The kimono is relatively simple to wear. After Bai Buzhan helped him put on the black gold kimono, he gently tied the rope on her white kimono. Looking at Bai Kuzhan's smile, Zabuzhan gently stroked the black hair, and said with a smile: "There will be no water and moon in the future, Bai..."

A faint pink appeared on Bai Tianshi's face. She let out a "hmm" and buried her petite head in her chest. She pulled her lightly and looked at each other and smiled. The two of them slowly walked towards the hall. Jing Teng was waiting outside the door, and the originally empty Taodi compound also gathered a group of ninjas.

Zaibuzhan stood on the left side of the door to welcome the guests, while Shuinaikui held Bai Lie back a little.

Jing Teng took the gift list from the visitors and bowed back the gift. As Zaibuzen smiled, he leaned over and signaled, and threw himself to Jing Teng's family. The hidden strength, allies who knew or didn't know, gathered in this Taodi mansion that had not been celebrated for many years, and had a simple and obscure wedding. After all, as a rebel ninja, Zaibuzen, especially Zaibuzen who assassinated Mizukage, could not "exist" in this fog ninja village. The surname named Mizuki was also a hidden forbidden word in this closed ninja village.

There was no noise, no quarrel, and perhaps no more of the joy of the wedding in my memory. The crowd gathered in the yard gradually dissipated because there was no wedding banquet in this decayed mansion. The remaining few direct subordinates also gave their gifts. Neji hesitated for a moment, untied the metal hair accessories from the bun on his sideburns, and handed them to Jing Teng, who was the butler. Jing Teng took it and bowed back the gift as before.

Zai Buzhan looked at everything in front of him. The wedding was not as lively as he thought. Perhaps, his identity, no, or whether he and Bai didn’t want to be disturbed by that noise, right?

Jing Teng looked at Zabuzhan, hesitated for a moment, and deleted the part of his marriage certificate, and said to Zabuzhan: "Congratulations, sir..."

Zai Buzhan smiled and returned the gift. As early as the beginning, Jing Teng stopped talking. He slowly retreated from the hall with his subordinates. The moment he stepped out of the Taodi Mansion, Jing Teng couldn't help but gently brush the bell tied to his ponytail. Even gold had slightly faded away the color of the past, let alone the ordinary bell. The sound of the bell "ding" is no longer clear in memory. Looking back at the figure wearing a black kimono, Jing Teng smiled slightly and turned around and left silently...

Zai Buzhan watched the last figure disappear in the old house of Taodi, slowly turned around, and shouted softly: "Bai..."

Bai Wei raised her head slightly, her moist cheeks were covered with light powder, and a trace of psychedelic flashed in her pure black eyes, and she asked softly: "Isn't this a dream? Isn't it a pity?"

A little Buzhan smiled slightly, perhaps because of the black gold kimono. The smile was quite handsome. He gently hugged Bai and said lightly: "If it's a dream, then let's be our whole life, little devil..."

"Um..." "Wuwu..." A gentle sob sounded from the girl's chest that was buried in Zabuzhan. Zabuzhan had no words, but just patted her delicate pink back, thinking about her chaotic thinking, haha, white, in fact, this sentence should be said by me...

Zabuzhan gently hugged the girl in her arms, closed her eyes slightly, felt the familiar body temperature, and silently enjoyed the warmth that belonged to her. The darkest twist in her heart outlined at this moment, Bai, finally it only belonged to me...

Bai Qing's sob slowly calmed down, and his heart seemed to be beating a little rabbit. The feeling was filled with the girl's little mind. He gently smelled the masculine breath of Zai Bushou's body. For some reason, there was no trace of disgust, but a faint sense of warmth. He buried his head and did not cut off the broad but strong chest. Bai Qing's gentle whispered, Zai Bushou's no longer cut off the adult...

Zaibuzhen said softly: "Bai, it seems that he needs to exchange rings..."

Bai looked at Zaibu Zhan Wei's clumsy appearance, and with a little crystal clear eyes, a faint smile appeared. No one changed at all. Sometimes he was cold, cruel, arrogant, sometimes he was greedy, willful, and haze. Maybe you don't know it yourself. Adults are like a child. If they don't get the candy they want, they will cry.

After slashing, he slowly stretched out his left hand, the pale fireworks slowly tear the skin apart, and the chains covered with runes slowly emerged. The strange aura told his noble identity - Cang Dark Tooth Huangquanjin. The huge killing and the contaminated resentment can be suppressed by self-power and "turbid" assistance. The dark Tooth Huangquanjin, the magical artifact on the other side of the Huangquan, is an indelible part.

The white flames slowly burned, the lilac runes slowly flew, and a piece of lock chain melted, gradually dissolved into new runes, condensed in the air, and a silver ring with a lavender inscription slowly fell into the hands of Wudou.

No longer slaying, he looked at Bai's eyes silently. Although the yellow ghost eyes were still cold, it was just that faint warmth, Bai could feel it.

After slashing, I slowly took Bai's slender little hand, slowly put the ring on the round ring finger, and said softly: "From today, Bai, Taodi will be your surname..."

The girl's light pink cheeks were a little hot. Bai gently put her fingers into the corner of her mouth and bite them gently. The lilac blood slowly flowed out, and the blood slowly floated up and slowly condensed in the air, as if amethyst-like finger rings gently fell into Bai's hands.

After slashing, I gently pulled Bai's hand with a little bit of lilac, took the lubricated fingertips, gently grabbed Bai's finger ring, and steadily put it into the ring finger of his left hand.

At the wedding ceremony, the couple had to drink 339 glasses of wine, but why should they be bound by the traditional Chinese etiquette for their wedding? If you don’t kill me, I will pick up a bottle of sake and hug Bai Qingqing and walk towards the bedroom that once belonged only to me...

The bedroom was decorated with a light pink smell, not as eye-catching as the red, but extremely warm. Aibuzhan poured two glasses of sake for himself and Bai, and slowly handed a glass to Bai, whose face was already hot and red, and asked softly: "Are you a little nervous, Bai?"

Bai raised his head slightly, lowered his head shyly, nodded slightly, but shook it a few more times before reaching out to take the wine glass that he handed over.

The black kimono and the white kimono meet between the arms, and the slightly sweet aroma of sake soaks into the throat, bringing a gentle heat.

Zabuzhen gently picked up Bai, slowly placed it on the soft bed, and pulled the white curtain. He leaned over and hugged the girl under him, as if covering the whole world. His slightly trembling lips slowly covered the softness of the light pink, and the sweetness of the faint wine fragrance spread between his lips.

His fingers trembled slightly, gently pulling the rope that he once tied to. The white kimono slowly fell off. The simple little dress had no trace of floral decoration. The light pink skin showed a more intoxicating color than the pure white dress.

Zabuzhan opened his eyes gently, looked at the girl with her eyes closed tightly, slowly moved away the kissing lips, took off her black kimono, and slowly pulled away the last little shirt. His breathing couldn't help but become slightly richer, and pink cherry beads were small on the slightly raised dove.

After killing, he lowered his head gently and kissed the slightly raised dot, as if the saint holding the holy key, sucking gently, and the itchy girl trembled slightly.

Gently stroking the last barrier, feeling the gentle spasm of the girl in her arms, and without cutting off all her clothes, gently taking off her white pants for Bai, leaning over and slowly pressing down...

"Yeah..." The depressed cry exhaled from the girl's pursed lips below her. She gently wiped away the tears from the corners of the girl's eyes, kissed the slightly trembling corners of her eyes, silently closed her eyes, and flipped through her mind...

"Big brother's eyes are the same as mine..."

"If you don't kill the Lord, you will finish your meal..."

"Can you hug Bai for a while? Then don't kill Lord?"

Obviously I didn't cherish you very much at that time, I'm so naive...

My body can't help but be gentler......

The thin face floated in my heart, "I will be with you like a tool, and I will never kill the adults..." The smiling young face...

"Wuwu... I won't kill my master again...Wuwu... Please don't be white..." The crying little face brushed my own debts in my mind...

During those days crawling in the dark, this little girl is tolerating herself, the willful "adult" with her pain...

A trace of wetness slipped from the corner of his eyes and dripped on the girl's chest, as if he had noticed something. The girl gently clamped her head that was lying beside her ears. She looked at the face that was so close to her, squinted her eyes slightly, covering up the tears that had not yet fallen, and murmured softly: "Please stay by my side, white..."

A warm breath filled the whole warm room, and the window was quiet, as if it was afraid of disturbing the beauty of the falling cherry blossoms...

The light pink cherry blossoms sway their beautiful limbs in the sky, and sprinkle their own fragrance before sinking into the mud. Everything is probably so beautiful, but no one will pay attention to the ghost curled up under the bed, the faint blood and tears slipped from the corners of the empty eyes, the shallow smile, how forced it outlined...

The shed tears are gradually sublimated by warmth, but perhaps some people know that ghost tears are only for one lifetime, because only this lifetime will never be the next life...
Chapter completed!