It's a bit fussy to have it locked with six or seven chains.
Mo Zhao was silent for a moment, then placed his palm on Gu Xijiu's shoulder: "What you said makes sense, Madam.
That's all.
Go and unlock the four soul-destroying locks for him, leaving only two."
A string of translucent lines appeared in the palm of his hand.
The key was handed to Gu Xijiu.
Gu Xijiu frowned in confusion: "Why should I open the blood all over his body?
If I open it, I'm afraid it will get on my hands and get dirty.
And the lock looks very complicated.
I'm afraid I won't be able to open it for a while." " Mo Zhao laughed this time: "That's true.
My wife is the biggest today, so I listen to her."
He walked over with the bunch of keys in his hand and opened the four soul-dispelling locks on Di Fuyi's body one after another, leaving only two locks on his hands and feet.
Of course, he was not at ease yet.
When he unlocked Di Fuyi, he secretly tapped seven or eight of his acupuncture points.
The techniques used were all heavy techniques.
Even a ninth-level spiritual disciple would have difficulty unlocking these acupoints.
Ascend to heaven.
He also disliked the fact that Di Fuyi's body was stained with blood and was unsightly.
He threw a piece of clothing on him and said with a smile: "Your Excellency is always very clean.
You must be unhappy with being so sloppy today.
I'll give you some clothes to cover up your shame."
Di Fuyi was still unable to move under the clothes that covered him.
He just said calmly: "The clothes that cover you are really dirty.
I don't need your kindness to take away your pigskin."
Mo Zhao: "" He snorted and ignored it, and didn't take it to heart.
The only thing he wanted to find was Di Fuyi's unhappiness.
The more uncomfortable Di Fuyi was, the happier he was.
The less Di Fuyi wanted his clothes, the less he would take them away.
Gu Xijiu was also watching.
When she heard what Di Fuyi said, she pursed her lips and said, "Humph, you don't know what is good."
She took Mo Zhao's hand and left, "Brother Zhao, ignore him."
It was rare for a beautiful woman to take the initiative to hold his hand, so Mo Zhao was still very happy.
After all, although Gu Xijiu kept calling him Brother Zhao these days and listened to his words, she never took the initiative to hold his hand.
Originally, Hong Silk should be holding hands at this time, but since they are holding hands, Hong Silk doesn't need to be held anymore.
He was about to throw away the red silk in his hand when Gu Xijiu turned around and stepped on the hem of her own skirt.
Then she stumbled, fell to the side, and almost fell into Di Fuyi's arms.
Fortunately, Mo Zhao reacted quickly and pulled her to stand up with his hand: "What's wrong?"
Gu Xijiu's pretty face turned red: "The train of the dress is too long."
The hem of this wedding dress was too long, dragging on the ground.
If you were not careful, you would step on it, and she stepped on it with a little more force.
She stepped on half of that skirt.
"Stupid, be careful when you walk."
Mo Zhao simply pulled off her half-stepped back skirt, and Gu Xijiu then moved more quickly.
A small episode also passed like this.
Mo Zhao glanced at Di Fuyi again.
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The woman he loved was getting married, but the groom was not him.
Di Fuyi's face was obviously pale.
He lowered his eyes slightly as if he didn't want to see this scene again.
Doctor Li, on the other hand, was standing next to Di Fuyi with a keen eye, a bright bishou in the palm of his hand pressed against Di Fuyi's lower back, obviously to prevent him from causing trouble.
Mo Zhao's lips curled up slightly, feeling relieved.
The sound of the piano is still there, and the auspicious time has finally arrived.
The master of ceremonies shouted: "The auspicious time has come, the newlyweds are paying their respects."
"Worship the heaven and the earth":