After driving the corpse 9 years ago, it was suddenly discovered that it was a fairy

Chapter 58

Now Shangguan Hongyu has to believe that Bian Lang really didn't lie to her a long time ago.

In her eyes now, Bian Lang and Bian Yao are more like husband and wife.

And she, Shangguan Hongyu, was more like their mother.

Although Bian Lang has always been very kind to her, the inferiority complex in her heart is almost overwhelming her.

She wanted to let go, let go and leave, to find a younger and more beautiful woman.

Just thinking of saying goodbye to Bian Lang forever, I feel like a knife is piercing my heart, and I want to die.

This procrastination turned out to be 20 years past, making her enter middle age directly.

Her favorite thing to do before was to go shopping holding Bian Lang's arm.

Now Bian Lang invites her to go shopping, but she always finds various reasons to shirk.

Just because the couple are walking on the street now, people will think that the son is hanging out with the old lady.

Bian Lang also tried his best, but unfortunately, he still couldn't untie Shangguan Hongyu's knot.

In fact, Shangguan Hongyu is not old at all, she is still radiant and charming.

Bian Lang already had an idea in his heart, but he had to wait for a while.

During the long years of chasing corpses, Brother Corpse would occasionally show mercy.

Since finishing off Dongfang Bubai's corpse, Brother Corpse has never arranged a new mission for Bian Lang.

But Bian Lang knew that brother corpse had been there all along, and he guessed it was just waiting for the day when Shangguan Hongyu died.

A person's life seems long, but in the eyes of the corpse brother, it is just a flash in the pan.

Letting Bian Lang rest for decades and spend a lifetime with Shangguan Hongyu is nothing to Brother Corpse.

Although Bian Yao's illness has not been completely cured, due to her long-term adherence to taking medicine, she has only a few seizures throughout the year.

The key is that she is so beautiful that even Baihua feels ashamed.

Since her beginning, people who have come to Justice Fort to propose marriage have never stopped.

Among them were some young talents, Bian Lang and Shangguan Hongyu were very satisfied, but Bian Yao looked down upon them.

Now five years have passed, Bian Yao is already 23, and she still hasn't found Mr. Ruyi.

She told Shangguan Hongyu that she should follow Bian Lang's standards.

Shangguan Hongyu was just laughing, there is only one Bian Lang in this world, Bian Yao should be more realistic, if she doesn't get married, she will become an old girl.

After seeing the wrinkles in the corners of her eyes, an idea came to Shangguan Hongyu's mind.

Anyway, Bian Lang and Bian Yao are not related by blood, and Bian Lang will not grow old, and Bian Yao wants to find a man like Bian Lang, so it is better to let Bian Lang and Bian Yao get married.

When he told Bian Lang about this idea, Bian Lang was stunned.

He likes beauties, but he hasn't perverted to this extent.

He watched Bian Yao grow up, and he has called him "Father" so many times, but in his heart he has always regarded Bian Yao as his own daughter.

Shangguan Hongyu's thoughts are very dangerous.

"Honey, don't think about it, Yaoyao has someone she likes, don't you know?" Bian Lang asked with a smile.

Shangguan Hongyu was stunned and said, "The one you like?"

The person Bian Yao likes is two years older than her, born fair and clean, and has read a lot of poetry and books.

Shangguan Hongyu asked Bian Yao to call the man, and after seeing it, he was also very satisfied.

This young man is called Hong Xiangyang, he is very good-looking, but he always gives people the feeling of being dumbfounded.

But he has a chivalrous heart, even if his martial arts are mediocre, he will still draw his sword to help.

This Hong Xiangyang doesn't like the current name very much, because he is the seventh eldest in the family, so he always tells people that his name is Hong Qi.

But because he came to see Bian Yao's parents this time, he dared not neglect, so he could only use his real name.

After hearing this, Bian Lang thought of one person, that is the well-known Northern Beggar Hong Qigong.

Regardless of whether this guy is or not, Bian Lang decided to pass the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to him.

After Bian Yao gets married, he will take Shangguan Hongyu away and wander around the world.

If Hong Xiangyang didn't learn peerless magic skills, how would he protect Bian Yao?

Hong Xiangyang was also upbeat. In less than half a year, he learned the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

Previously, his martial arts could barely be regarded as a second-rate master, but after learning the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, he is enough to squeeze into the ranks of first-rate masters.

From then on, as long as you practice hard, your future is limitless.

On the day of the big wedding, all the respectable people in the Jianghu came, and the excitement was far higher than that of Bian Lang and Shangguan Hongyu's wedding at that time.

Bian Lang and Shangguan Hongyu sat at the main seats, all smiling, watching the couple slowly approaching.

"Husband, it is said that the fat and water don't flow into other people's fields, you are better..." Shangguan Hongyu thinks that Bian Yao is more beautiful than when she was young.

Bian Lang coughed lightly, reminding Shangguan Hongyu to be careful when speaking.

At this moment, Bian Lang is most worried about Bian Yao's health, if he suddenly falls ill during worship, he will be ridiculed by the whole world.

Fortunately, everything went smoothly. After the ceremony, Bian Lang drank a few more bowls with many distinguished guests.

A few months later, Bian Lang handed over Justice Fort to Bian Yao and Hong Xiangyang, and left with Shangguan Hongyu.

When they parted, Bian Yao cried into tears.

"Yaoyao, don't cry, your father and I will be back soon." Shangguan Hongyu comforted with a smile.

Bian Yao wiped away tears, choked with sobs and said: "Father, mother, you have to come back early, don't leave me behind."

After getting Bian Lang's assurance, she laughed through tears.

In the days that followed, Bian Lang and Shangguan Hong Yu wandered around the world, seeing different scenery everywhere.

Pines and cypresses hang on the cliffs of Chihiro.

The moon is born on the sea.

The desert is solitary.

Open the door in the morning and the mountains are covered with snow.

The mountains and rivers are picturesque, and being in them is even more wonderful.

"My husband, thank you." Shangguan Hongyu snuggled into Bian Lang's arms.

Goose feather snow flutters in the wind.

Bian Lang hugged Shangguan Hongyu very tightly, fearing that if he let go, it would be a farewell forever.

"Honey, if we are like this now, we can grow old together, right?" Shangguan Hongyu raised her head slightly, and saw that the top of Bian Lang's head was covered with falling snow, which was whiter than her silver hair.

Bian Lang smiled and said, "It definitely counts."

"I want to go back to Fort Justice." Shangguan Hongyu knew that her time was numbered, so she wanted to return to her roots.

When they first left Fort Justice, they could occasionally hear news about Fort Justice.

The villains who went to Justice Fort to make trouble were all beaten to death by Hong Xiangyang.

Every time they heard such news, they would laugh happily and feel happy for several days in a row.

But after that, I never heard any news about Fort Justice.

The two discussed going back to have a look, but this discussion took half a lifetime to pass.

Even though Bian Lang took good care of Shangguan Hongyu, Shangguan Hongyu couldn't survive the erosion of the years, her skin was sagging, her wrinkles were sunken, and her head was covered with white silk.

If you don't go back, you may die in a foreign land.

Bian Lang bought a carriage and arrived at Fort Justice within a few days.

But there was no Fort Justice in that place.

The surrounding area is desolate, and the white snow completely covers the withered and yellow weeds.

"It's right here." Shangguan Hongyu turned around to look at the surrounding scenery.

The mountain is still that mountain, the river is still that river, but what about Fort Justice?
If Fort Justice were destroyed, it would be impossible to leave no trace behind.

The reality is that there is no trace of anyone living here.

(End of this chapter)