"Teacher, my marriage with Jiufeng is actually fake!"

Gan Huang opened his mouth and stunned Yang Fanhai, then asked in confusion: "What did you say? What do you mean?"

The disciple's words did not make him feel relieved, because in the past few days, he had almost completely taken this matter open. He did not have any good feelings for Jiufeng, but just felt that the matter between the two was absurd. More importantly, he felt that Jiufeng loved Mu Yifan, not Yang Fanhai.

Some people may say that the matter he cares about is a bit worth mentioning, but he is such a stubborn and decisive person. Therefore, whether Gan Huang's marriage with Jiufeng is true or false does not mean much to him, but Gan Huang's attitude makes him feel something is wrong.

"Sit down and talk slowly!" Gan Huang said, and without waiting for Yang Fanhai to say anything, he sat down on the ground.

After Yang Fanhai sat down, Gan Huang took a sip of wine on his own and looked at him and said, "This wedding with Jiufeng is not a real marriage, it's just an agreement."

"Agreement? What agreement?" Yang Fanhai asked in confusion.

"Our marriage is actually a trade item!" Gan Huang explained: "I want such a wedding, and the witch clan also thinks it's good to have such a wedding. This is a very ancient way of marriage. Only when the descendants of the ruling class have blood of their own race, can people feel safe and reliable."

Yang Fanhai nodded and said nothing. In those chaotic times of the human race, in order to preserve the status of his own race, he turned himself to other races and allowed important women in the race to marry the king of other races. This marriage method is direct and effective. The king of that clan can use the influence of the bloodline of descendants to make this clan devote himself to it, and this clan no longer worrys that the royal family will destroy the bridges.

After the Battle of Zhulu, the human race had its own, including Gongsun Xuanyuan, and the rare Saint Emperor Shennong and Fuxi Saint Emperor, who were both powerful immortal kings. Even if it is now affected by the Jiuzhou barrier, it is not something that the witch clan can fight against.

If the next king of China can keep the blood of the witch clan in his body, the witch clan will not have to worry about the royal family being unfavorable to them, and the royal family will not have to worry about the witch clan's temporary rebellion. This wedding was a joy.

"I do, and the witch clan is also willing, but Jiufeng himself doesn't want it!" Gan Huang smiled and said, "How can anyone who knows the inside story know that Jiufeng really loves you, teacher."

Yang Fanhai shook his head: "No, she loves Mu Yifan, not Yang Fanhai."

"Mu Yifan... Yang Fanhai, what's the difference?" Gan Huang asked back, "Apart from that armor, what's the difference between you? In the past, in the southern barbarians, what did you hide besides hiding your face? A person's true soul is his personality and inner personality, and these are all things that the teacher did not hide in the past."

"The only difference between you and Mu Yifan is that piece of armor. Wearing armor is Mu Yifan, and taking off the armor is Yang Fanhai, and there is nothing else. If it is true that Jiufeng loves Mu Yifan, not Yang Fanhai, then wouldn't she fall in love with a piece of armor? Teacher, don't you think it's a bit ridiculous?"

Yang Fanhai was slightly shocked. His disciple looked at things more thoroughly than he did, and he was just trying to wake him up in one word.

"Of course, this is just my opinion. Teacher, you may not think so!" Gan Huang continued, "Gan Huang couldn't assert that the teacher actually loved Jiufeng, but I think there is always love. If you calm down, Jiufeng, Princess Sister, who do you like more, I'm afraid you won't be able to give an answer."

Yang Fanhai's whole body stiffened for a while, and after a while, he finally sighed, shook his head, and said nothing. He was a disciple who was very good at judging others' thoughts, otherwise he would not have been liked and loved by others.

Seeing Yang Fanhai like this, Gan Huang suddenly smiled: "Actually, there is someone else that the teacher can consider. Chen Yuwei from Hehua Mountain, I heard many people in the cultivation world say that she has always been very concerned about the teacher. If the teacher is interested, she will never refuse."

This made Yang Fanhai unable to help glar at him: "I haven't taught you a lesson for a few years, and I've started to learn to make jokes about teachers, right?"

"I dare not, I dare not!" Gan Huang laughed: "Sometimes I think you are very tired in your life. There are so many women who like it, but I have never been able to get married. Especially with the princess sister, I have been stalemate like this. I even doubt whether you dare not see your parents because of the Battle of the Sky or because you don't want to get married."

If you don’t see your parents, you will not have any matchmaker’s words and you can just drag it down. This seems a bit rogue, but it is also incomprehensible.

Yang Fanhai did not refute because sometimes even he himself thought so.

General Zhengtian should give Princess Ji Country a wedding letter, which is probably the thought of most people, and Yang Fanhai himself also thinks it is. Not every woman can accompany her for hundreds of years like Princess Jinglu, saying nothing or asking for nothing.

But the words of Emperor Haotian before his death have been lingering in his heart. He always feels that there is a layer of smoke and clouds on the nine provinces, and there are still terrible things waiting for him. Under this invisible feeling, he dare not bind himself too much and dare not make any promises to anyone.

"Jiufeng doesn't want to get married, she has been waiting for you, teacher!" Gan Huang looked at Yang Fanhai and said slowly: "Don't say you haven't gotten married, even if you get married, she will wait for you."

"Then how did you tell her?" Yang Fanhai asked back.

Gan Huang smiled: "A very interesting thing in this world is the human heart. No matter how persistent or stubborn a person is, as long as you can grasp the flaws in his heart, you can change him. Just like a master, thinking in your heart that you will never come to the witch tribe's land again, but as long as you have a marriage, you will forget these."

Yang Fanhai sighed: "I know you are smart, but as a teacher, I really don't think playing with people's hearts is a good thing. That's what the Demon Ancestor does."

Gan Huang looked at him and suddenly said with a solemn look on his face: "If it is beneficial to the human race, what's wrong with me even if I want to turn into a demon?"

"What?" Yang Fanhai was shocked and looked at him in disbelief.

Gan Huang smiled and shook his head: "I just told her how to have hope to be with you. The teacher's ambition is not in the court, but wants to retire. She is the high priest of the witch clan and will never leave easily. The only way is to get married. The witch clan rules that if you get married, you can only be a priest, but not a high priest. The priest can easily resign."

"But it is not so easy for the high priest of the Witch Clan to get married. Now, except for the teacher, I will marry her in Jiuzhou. The twelve Witch Clans will not say anything. Actually, I am not in the will of the world. If there is a suitable person, I will retire, just like Grandpa Saint Emperor and the others. However, the relationship between the Witch Clan and the human race is unstable, so I can't go back."

"So as long as Jiufeng gets married to me, I will retire together when you are in seclusion by your teacher. In this way, I will settle my worries and she will be with you."

"That's it?" Yang Fanhai was quite surprised: "Your plan is full of loopholes, how could she believe it?"

Even if Gan Huang retires with him, it is impossible to be together. Moreover, once he becomes a husband and wife with Gan Huang, he will never have another chance with Jiufeng.

Gan Huang shook his head and smiled, "The master still doesn't understand people's hearts very much. A woman has been waiting for a man for hundreds of years, and there are more than two hundred years of them. Although she knows where the man is, she can't see him. The pain in her heart is like boundless darkness. She is actually tired of the position of the high priest, but if she doesn't have this position, she feels that she will not have the chance to see you, so she has to do it."

"Even if my plan is full of loopholes, it is like a dawn in the darkness. In this case, she cannot see the loopholes because she longs for this sunshine in her heart, and longs for her to ignore the impossible. The leader and elder of the twelve witch clan may be able to see it, but they didn't know the story behind it, and they were happy to see it, so this happened."

Chewing these words carefully made Yang Fanhai's heart tighten. He felt something was wrong. He quickly asked in surprise: "What do you want to do?"

Suddenly, I felt something red in the corner of my eyes appear. I looked closely and saw a large fire coming from the upper and lower parts. I stood up in shock and said loudly: "What's going on? The fire is on."

Gan Huang took a big sip of wine, shook his head and said, "Master, you have read a lot of books over the years, and many palace coups seem to happen after getting drunk!"

"Drunk!" Yang Fanhai frowned: "You want to get the witch clan drunk and then take the opportunity to do it? Do you think this is feasible? As long as the true energy moves, the alcohol will disappear in one breath."

"Of course wine is not good!" Gan Huang shook his head: "I asked the Holy Queen grandmother to help me make a medicine called Zuiyang Powder, which can make the takers unable to use the true qi within three days, and will be weak and weak, which is particularly effective on the witch clan."

"This medicine has a very strong effect, but the smell is very strong and it is not easy for people to take it. Moreover, after taking it, it takes three days to maximize its effect. What's more troublesome is that as long as the true qi is continuously dispersed for an hour, the medicinal properties can disappear completely, which is very difficult to use."

"I asked someone to mix the six medicines as ingredients into food and divide them into six days for them to take. There are special things in this wine that can allow those medicines to be deposited in the body and not dissipate in a short period of time. I divided this poison for six days and then pregnant for another three days, and it has already occurred today."

"Teacher should think it's strange, why didn't you feel me when I came here? Actually, it's not that I used special skills, but because although this poison cannot harm the Immortal King, it can also affect the spiritual consciousness of the Immortal King's powerful man, making it seem like it's paralyzed, with less than 10% of the sensitivity in daily life."

Yang Fanhai was shocked and used his spiritual sense to sweep it. He found that he could not feel anything at the foot of the mountain, and his face suddenly changed.

Gan Huang also became serious and said slowly.
Chapter completed!