The delicate boy I picked up after traveling through the book is a big devil

Chapter 202 Wedding

Qingluo left, and Song Yu lay on the table, staring at the box containing the golden silk Gu.

Until Qing Ling came back and saw her staring at a box, he asked, "Is this the golden silk Gu that Qing Luo sent?"

Song Yu sat up straight, looked at Qingling, nodded, and then said: "Qingluo said it is highly poisonous. I am wondering how to open it?"

Upon hearing this, Qing Ling walked over, picked up the box, pressed the switch, and opened it with his bare hands.

Song Yu's eyes widened: "Be careful, it's highly poisonous."

Qingling took the open box and handed it to Song Yu.

Song Yu looked at the golden ladybug in the box.

"Is this the golden silk Gu?" She leaned over to take a look.

Qing Ling said, "Qingluo is trying to scare you. Although the Golden Silk Gu is extremely poisonous, it usually remains dormant. It will only wake up after being catalyzed."

"Catalysis? How to catalyze?" Song Yu asked curiously.

Qing Ling said, "Water it with blood. It will recognize you as its master, and even if it wakes up, it will not harm its master."

Song Yu was surprised: "How amazing! How do you know so much?"

Qing Ling did not explain, but asked: "Do you want to catalyze it now?"

"What will happen if there is no catalysis?" Song Yu asked.

Qing Ling said: "It will remain dormant."

"Will he die?" Song Yu asked.

Qing Ling said: "No, it can usually last for 3 to 5 years. You just need to catalyze it during this period of time."

"Then do you know what it is used for?" Song Yu asked.

Qing Ling said: "It is extremely poisonous and can kill people. One bite can be fatal, but it can also save lives. Grind it into powder and apply it to the affected area to quickly regenerate tissue and stop bleeding."

"It's amazing," Song Yu said, "Qingluo actually wanted to give me such a powerful poisonous insect."

Qing Ling said, "Didn't I tell you? Qingluo is the descendant of Miaojiang Wu Gu."

"No, I don't know anything at all. Qingluo is so amazing. Could this be made by her herself?" Song Yu asked.

Qing Ling said: "It should be."

Song Yu rolled his eyes and said, "Isn't this a wedding gift from her to me?"

Qing Ling couldn't answer this question. He took Song Yu's hand and said, "Ayu, I'll take you to a place."

"Where?" Song Yu asked.

Qing Ling didn't answer, but took her hand and said, "Come with me."

Song Yu followed Qing Ling to the back mountain, where a red cloth was erected, blocking their way.

"What is this?" Song Yu asked as she was about to go forward and touch the red cloth.

Qingling, however, got there before her and tore off the red cloth.

The scenery behind the red cloth suddenly appeared.

A sea of colorful flowers stretches all the way to the edge of the cliff.

Song Yu was surprised: "What is this?"

Qing Ling said, "You said before that you wanted to propose marriage, and you needed flowers and a ring. These flowers are blooming for you."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand again, and there was a green ring in the palm of his hand.

Song Yu picked it up, looked at the ring and then at Qing Ling, and asked, "Is this the ring you prepared?"

Qing Ling nodded and said, "I don't know if you like it or not."

Song Yu looked at him and smiled, "Kneel down, on one knee."

Qingling was confused for only a moment, then knelt down obediently.

Seeing this, Song Yu handed over the ring: "Please put it on for me." She said and stretched out her right hand.

Qingling put the ring on Song Yu's index finger.

Seeing this, Song Yu couldn't help but laugh out loud. Although the position was wrong, the intention was right.

"What, what's wrong?" Qing Ling noticed something strange in her smile and asked awkwardly.

Song Yu looked down at the man in front of her. She bent down, held Qing Ling's face with both hands, and kissed him.

When the mountain breeze blows, it rolls up a curtain of flower rain.

Song Yu let go of Qing Ling and said with a smile, "Qing Ling, I am willing to marry you. Heaven and earth are our witnesses. We will be together for the rest of our lives, and we will never be apart."

The deep affection in Qingling's eyes was so deep that he wished he could turn into the mountain wind and wrap Song Yu tightly around him.

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Time passed quickly, and the wedding day arrived in the blink of an eye.

Although there were no additional guests for the banquet, everyone in the Qingyang Sect was filled with joy.

In the main hall, Song Yu and Qing Ling were dressed in wedding attire, standing side by side, holding red silk in their hands. They only worshipped heaven and earth, and only showed respect to each other.

After a month of reorganization by Qingling, everyone in the Qingyang Sect respected Song Yu, the leader's wife.

Especially when they learned that it was Song Yu who single-handedly helped the Qingyang Sect escape its status as the public enemy of the martial arts world, they admired him even more.

Song Yu is not only the leader's wife, but also the direct disciple of the ghost doctor Ye Shuangbai.

After the ceremony, Song Yu was helped back to the bridal chamber.

Qingling still needs to have a few drinks with his men outside.

The ordinary subordinates are fine, but the most important things are the elders. Qingling has to prepare for his resignation.

Song Yu sat on the wedding bed, with Qingque and Hongyu standing on both sides.

"You guys go out first." Song Yu suddenly spoke.

Qingque and Hongyu looked at each other and saluted Song Yu: "Yes!"

The door opened and closed again, and Song Yu immediately lifted the veil.

She stretched her sore neck.

The phoenix crown on her head is made of solid gold.

The craftsmanship is exquisite, the style is complex, and the patterns on it are lifelike.

In modern times, this is a national treasure that can be placed in a museum.

But the crown itself was not heavy. It was just that Song Yu was too nervous and didn't dare to move around, so his neck was a little stiff.

The same thing happened to her body. She stood up, stretched herself a bit, looked around, and saw the pastries on the table.

The wedding dress she was wearing restricted her movements and was not very convenient, so she didn't drink much water or eat much while waiting for the day today?

Now I'm so hungry that I'm almost having acid reflux.

She took a pastry without hesitation, took a bite, and then rolled to the side in a mess.

She had barely left when the table split in two.

The sword wind swept across the candlelight, causing it to flicker.

"How did you get in?" Song Yu looked at the killer in black with full vigilance.

However, the killer did not intend to answer him and swung his sword again.

Song Yu retreated repeatedly until he fell on the bed.

Seeing that she was about to die, she raised her hand and shot out four flying nails.

The nails collided with the sword, making a harsh sound.

The assassin's resistance gave Song Yu an opportunity to take advantage of.

She took the opportunity to stand up and kicked the assassin.

The assassin was kicked back repeatedly, and after taking a few steps back, he was able to stand up. He stared at Song Yu with a sharp gaze: "Who are you?"

Song Yu sneered and said, "When you go to the underworld, you will naturally know who I am."

After saying that, without waiting for the assassin to react, she rushed forward again, her eyes full of hatred.

The assassin fought back while sizing him up until the two of them were once again at a distance.

The assassin seemed to be sure: "Qingluo!"

Seeing that he recognized her, Qingluo stopped pretending and said, "Murong Qianjun, today it's either you or me."

Murong Qianjun's body trembled slightly. He felt Qingluo's overwhelming hatred towards him.

But now, he could only raise his sword and fight back.