Good News! My Husband Is Dead

Jun Ci and Yan Yunshuo have been in tit-for-tat for more than ten years. Unexpectedly, they entered an evil fantasy land, and both of them lost their memory. They actually saw each other and became a couple who got married. The couple had a good time in the fantasy world. When they came out of the fantasy world and regained their memories, Jun Ci and Yan Yunshuo looked at each other, their pupils shaking. All Jun Ci could think about was how he was coaxed into those postures by Yan Yunshuo and had his ankles held and done over and over again. Yan Yunshuo was shocked that he actually gave up the throne for Jun Ci, and even said stupid things like "I'll give you my life" with red eyes. Jun Ci drew his sword: I can't be willing to be slept with by my mortal enemy so many times. Yan Yunshuo touched the knife: It is impossible for me to be a dog to my enemy for so many years. The two fought fiercely, and after the war each swore that they would never make the same mistake again. Then fate is unpredictable, fortune plays tricks on people, in short, due to a combination of circumstances and circumstances, Jun Ci accidentally ends up with Yan Yunshuo again. This time it's not a fantasy, but reality. I slept with someone and got the stolen goods, and I can't deny it. The two were twisted into the bridal chamber, and a pair of old enemies became lovers. . Not long after they got married, Yan Yunshuo died. Jun Ci held a grand banquet on the seventh day of the first month of Yanyun to celebrate that he did not need to reconcile and was directly widowed. Above the mourning hall, countless white flags fluttered. Jun Ci held Yan Yunshuo's coffin in his arms, dressed in plain clothes, as frosty as snow; the band beside him played and sang to Yan Yunshuo's coffin, beaming with joy. That night, Jun Ci dreamed that Yan Yunshuo came to him angrily: "Just play the suona in front of my memorial tablet. What's the point of flirting with others in front of my coffin?" "What do you mean by finding a living person to get married to?" Jun Ci sneered, threw a handful of rice, and easily drove him away, "We are pretending to be married, and you still want me to be a real widow?" There were many disputes in front of the widow, and Jun Ci was still wearing hemp and filial piety. The young master of the Dragon Clan, the young master of the Ming Cult and the ghost cultivator came to the door one by one, saying that they would take care of the widow for Yan Yunshuo. Jun Ci refused to accept anyone who came, and when he had a tryst with the second marriage candidate, he did not forget to bring Yan Yunshuo's spiritual tablet, so that the green light on his head grew as lush as the grass on the tomb. At night, Jun Ci dreamed of Yan Yunshuo again. This man was covered in blood, full of resentment, and his chin was clasped with evil eyes: "Three books and six etiquettes, four betrothals and hardware, you and I are getting married by a clear matchmaker, how can it be a fake marriage?!" Jun Ci waved his hand away, fought with him for more than a dozen times, and finally stuffed the person back into the coffin: "Not only do we need to be happy with each other when we get married, we must at least respect each other as guests. You and I hate each other, how can we be considered true Taoist couples?" Yan Yunshuo was silent for a long time, then covered the coffin board himself: "Just wait for me." Jun Ci waited until it was Yan Yunshuo's filial piety period. He had just taken off his mourning clothes one day, and the next day he was remarried with a phoenix crown and a beautiful robe, ten miles of red makeup, and a beautiful scenery. The partner of the second marriage is extremely powerful and has extremely high cultivation. He and Jun Ci are of the same family, and they are a match made in heaven. In the wedding room, the dragon and phoenix wedding candles were burning brightly, and Jun Ci sat among the brocade piles of gold and jade, waiting for the new Taoist couple he had selected from thousands of people. There was a soft knock on the door, and someone walked in with impressive momentum, wearing a red wedding robe, as bright as blood. The hijab was lifted, Jun Ci looked up, and what he saw was Yan Yunshuo's face. I don't know what kind of stimulation this damn ghost received, and his cultivation level skyrocketed in just a few dozen days. Jun Ci failed to drive him away this time, nor did he stuff him back into the coffin. Instead, he was trapped tightly in the square inch of the wedding bed, unable to break free. … The red candle flickered, the tent was warm on a spring night, and Jun Ci made the same mistake for the third time. While he was scolding Yan Yunshuo as a dead ghost, he was trembling all over and was defeated. "It's so pitiful to cry." Yan Yunshuo kissed the tears in the corner of his eyes, his tone was pitiful, but his movements were fierce, "Why can't you cry when you visit my grave?" 1V1, sc, he Because I was afraid that my wife would really run away with someone, I worked hard to evolve from a sunny boy to a dank boy. 1. I started writing from the time when I came out of the fantasy world. In the early stage, the young couple had quarreling and quarreling every day. The two were really rivals, and they only started to crawl into my wife's bed after they fought to death. 2. Cook and eat by yourself, filled with various XP elements such as the real fragrance of old enemies, marriage first, love later, beauty widowhood, deceased husband crawling into bed 3. Decline to KK Dream Girl, the author is a product sister who will use all means to protect the love of young lovers 4. It's essentially a sweet story about a young couple flirting and flirting, but because Jun Ci's husband died, it's not labeled sweet (sad) Monks' cultivation system: Qi refining, foundation building, golden elixir, Yuanying, transforming into gods, refining the void, integrating, Mahayana, overcoming tribulations The level and comparison system of ghosts: Ghost Evil (qi training), Ghost Spirit (foundation building), Ghost Envoy (golden elixir), Ghost General (Nascent Soul + God Transformation), Ghost King (Void Refining + Fusion), Ghost Emperor (Mahayana + Overcoming Tribulation) Intention: I don't know where the love comes from, but it goes deeper and deeper. The living can die, and the dead can live.