At the beginning of the banquet, the atmosphere was still a little dull under everyone's minds.

But as the wine was drunk more and more, the atmosphere in the hall began to liven up.

Some people gathered in groups to discuss Long Xiaohuan's decision just now, and naturally someone hit Su Yi and his wife with their ideas.

"Princess, down is Di Longjie, the lord of Di Gu Valley, may the princess and his wife raise their eyebrows together!"

A tall, thin man with a horse's face came to Su Yi and Huo Yingjia with a wine glass and a smile.

In the cultivation realm, the phrase "a hundred years of good harmony" is not appropriate.

It is thought that their longevity is often very long, so it is not enough to say that a hundred years of good luck is not enough to express the blessings of the wishers.

"Thank you!"

It was the first time for Huo Yingjia to participate in such an occasion as the Demon Dragon Clan, and the child was still around, and she was a little uncomfortable.

But Su Yi did not refuse to come, and he often put down one when he came up.

After a while, there were already several sect master-level cultivators around him who began to be drunk and hazy, and they were talking incoherently.

Don't think that the monks will be able to dissolve the alcohol in their bodies through something like true yuan and true qi.

If that's the case, what are they drinking?

Besides, although the wine is different at each level, the ultimate goal is the same.

That's drunk!

The banquet lasted from dusk until evening.

There is no sun in the Dragon Abyss, but there are people who are responsible for guarding the time.

It's just that the hours of day and night are fixed here, and they are the same all year round, and there is no change.

"Look at the smell of alcohol in your body, I don't want to pay attention to you without worry!"

After returning to the residence, Huo Yingjia kept counting him in his ear while cleaning up Su Yi.

People who are often drunk will have this feeling, that is, after getting off the wine table, the smell of alcohol on their body will be very heavy.

That's why Huo Yingjia was a little unbearable.

"Why, I haven't drunk for a long time, so I can't relax with some wine!"

Su Yi grinned and said with a mouthful of white teeth.

"Okay, let's go to sleep!

Carefree has been sleeping for half a day!"

Huo Yingjia took Su Yi's arm and got him to the bed, and turned around to clean up his things.

"It's all in bed and I still want to run, haha!"

"Oh, I haven't finished cleaning it up yet!"

There was a sudden spring light in the room.

with this

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At the same time, in a large room behind the Dragon King Palace, three old men were sitting opposite each other.

There was a charcoal stove the size of a small wine jar between them, and a kind of fragrant tea unique to the demons was boiling on the stove.

"Sect Master Zuo, what do you think about this matter, you can't let Long Xiaohuan continue to mess around like this!"

One of the middle-aged men with short hair and long hair asked the old man sitting in the front seat, this old man was none other than Zuo Wentian, the sect leader of the Fengmen Ferry who openly opposed Long Xiaohuan during the day.

"Yes, Sect Master Zuo, you can say something then!

When have we not been tied to you for so many years!"

Another white-robed and white-faced, delicate-looking young man also had an anxious look on his face.

Don't look at him young, but in fact, his age is about the same as Zuo Wentian.

Zuo Wentian didn't speak easily because the two kept asking questions, but kept thinking about something with his brows tightly locked.

After a while, Zuo Wentian picked up the tea bowl on the table and took a sip gently.

"I think we are persuading Your Majesty, if Your Majesty is still obsessed......!

Let's figure it out again!"

Although his words were not fully spoken, the two of them actually knew what he wanted to say.

The two who got the answer nodded secretly, and the three immediately reached a tacit understanding.

The next day, it was Long Xiaoye's coronation ceremony.

Although yesterday some people did not agree that Long Xiaoye would inherit the position of patriarch of the Demon Dragon Clan in the future.

But in the face of Long Xiaohuan, who is not so strong, many people dare not say anything.

"The coronation ceremony of the heir to the patriarch is just the beginning!"

Long Xiaoye stood on the steps in front of Long Xiaohuan and read out the resolution of the coronation ceremony.

Su Yi just wanted to laugh when he saw it underground, but he couldn't laugh out loud on this occasion.

Because of the forced patience of the smile, his shoulders shook vigorously.

"Your son is crowned the heir of the patriarch, and you are happy to be like this?"

Huo Yingjia elbowed Su Yi beside him.

"No, no, I suddenly thought of a more interesting scene!"

Su Yi didn't look up, just waved his hand at Huo Yingjia again and again.

This scene naturally reminded him of watching costume dramas when he was in the mortal realm, and every time the emperor had something to tell the world, there would be a chief eunuch standing there reading the holy decree.

At this time, Long Xiaoye was like that eunuch.

After reading the resolution, Long Xiao, dressed in full costume, stood up

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Come to the front of the stage.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I know that many of you have thoughts of one kind or another!

But I also know that your so-called thoughts are nothing more than considering the future status of my Demon Dragon Clan in the Demon Realm!

You can rest assured, with my Long Xiaohuan here, I will never let the Demon Dragon Clan's status in the Demon Realm slide down!

And even if Xiaoye inherits the position of patriarch in the future, it won't either!"

As he spoke, Long Xiaohuan actually took out a dark golden trumpet crown from his arms.

Beckoning Long Xiaoye with one hand, Long Xiaohuan gently brought the crown to his head.

The size of this crown coincided with Long Xiaoye's head, and it was obviously tailor-made for him.

When everyone saw this scene, they really couldn't say anything more.

The crown is ready, if you say more, I'm afraid Long Xiaohuan will be able to turn his face on the spot.

It's just that some people can't say what they say, and they can't help but feel a little ugly.

Long Xiaoye, who was wearing the crown, was obviously very interested in this thing on his head, and when he took it down, he could only look left and right, and was instantly attracted by the shiny stone on it.

Although he is not a girl, it is the nature of a child to love stinky beauty.

So he took the crown with him again, and flew in circles around the top of the main hall.

The coronation ceremony is over, and he can now be the heir of the Demon Dragon Clan, and these old monsters have to salute when they see him.

Wherever he flew, the sound of salute sounded, and the hall was noisy for a while.

"Okay, Xiaoye, come back!"

Long Xiaohuan let Long Xiaoye turn around the hall several times before reaching out and summoning him back.

His eyes inadvertently glanced in the direction of Zuo Wentian and the others.

Immediately afterwards, a large banquet was held in the Dragon King's Hall to celebrate the successful completion of this ceremony.

After the coronation ceremony, everyone in the Demon Dragon Clan said goodbye to Long Xiaohuan and Huo Yingjia one after another and went back to their sect.

Su Yi and Huo Yingjia sent Long Xiaohuan away for a whole afternoon.

After everyone was almost gone, the two dragged their tired bodies back into the living room.

If they were to stand all afternoon, they would not be a problem at all.

But when you give it away, you don't just stand dry, you have to laugh, the two of you are purely tired of laughing!

"Mother, tomorrow we plan to return to the Demon Star!"

After slowing down for a while, Huo Yingjia opened her mouth and said to Long Xiaohuan.

This is something she and Su Yi have discussed a long time ago.

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