Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

“What are you talking about on this happy day? ”

“I... am not old fool anymore. ”

At that time, the bishop of Fire Lotus was the mother of Jun Jiuling. Nai He fell in love with a famous disciple. The disciple's master naturally disagreed and deceived him back. Who knew there had been some accidents, and at a young age, the meteor had turned. Fire Lotus therefore complained with this Gate sect, and Jun Jiu Ling's mother died early because she was so sick.

Now, after all these years, that pie has been tragic because of something. And Jun Jiuling grew up as an adult, and these resentments mean nothing.

Only the elders of the well-placed descendants of the Gatekeepers knew about this and kept their mouths shut. Nowadays, their bishops, although they loved an ordinary and strange girl, had no major problems with her identity and no one in the family, and had been their Fire Lotus wife ever since. Although there is not much kung fu and all that can be done is that look and cooking, what good is it if their bishops really like it?

In this way, the frustration of the elders who could not have thought of it dissipated most of their hearts and fantasized about being able to hold a fat, white bishop next year.

The cards of the former bishop and her husband were on the lobby.

Shen Mubai was led by Jun Jiuling, who was also dressed in a big red costume, and walked one step at a time.

The ancient rule of matrimony was to worship the parents on Sunday. Under the other party's guidance, Shen Wood White's knees also knelt down. She was a little nervous and had a very weak heart.

“Mother, Father, today is a day of joy for me and White, and you have the Spirit in heaven to bless us with love forever.” The low voice of King Jiuling rang in his ear.

Perhaps because of psychological reasons, Shen Kibai always felt that the two elderly people were really staring at her, and a little sweat was spilling in her hands, making her feel more and more faint.

Perhaps she sensed her emotions, and Junjiuling lowered her voice, with a little drowning in her voice, “Bai and I will love her forever, I will spoil her, love her, won't let her get a little tired, but the grandson is gone for now, because his son will be jealous. ”

Shen Kibai, ".....” Sun Tzu's nothing is going to happen.

Her face of guilt and heart was even worse, she bit her teeth and was about to say something, and suddenly there was a severe pain in her stomach.

With a groan in his throat, Shen Wood's white face was pale and he couldn't help but bend over.

The moment before the coma passed away, I felt a pair of big hands holding me, and the owner of the voice yelled at the side, the tone of panic and anxiety was irresistible, “Call Elder Li! ”

....

“How is she doing?” Junjiuling stared dead at the unconscious girl lying in bed, gloomy as water, and immediately asked after Elder Li had finished his pulse.

Elder Li touched his beard, worried about his face and stopped wanting to talk.

Jun Jiuling saw him like this, his mind suddenly burst, his eyebrows became more and more locked, and his low voice was irresistible and grumpy, “Elder Li can say anything straight. ”

The day of great joy turned out to be like this. Elder Li also felt very uncomfortable. He sighed low and sighed, "Bishop, Madame has been bewitched for seven days. ”

Jun Jiuling's pupils narrowed, his fist standing beside him suddenly held tight, his fingers were white, and he said, "Whatever you do, you have to get me back. ”