In a palace on the side of Tianchi in Changbai Mountain, the Holy Lord, the Demon Venerable, the Mu Protector and the Holy Maiden sat opposite each other.

"Brother Mu, Brother Demon Night, now that we have formed an alliance, we are no longer separated from each other, and there are not many enemies in this great country to fight. If you can't break free from this reincarnation world, after all, you will be a victim of the Heavenly Dao, and today I will agree to the request of the two virtuous brothers, so as to promote the good Qin and Jin of Xiaoyao and the Holy Maiden, I hope Xiaoyao will not let me down. ”

From this point of view, the Holy Lord has a little heart for Zhang Xiaoyao after all, even if he has amnesia, he has to test your bottom line again, if everything is as usual, then what if I let go of this world to you!

If life is only as first seen, then everything will no longer depend on the love, several years of lovesickness and sorrow, and now it will finally become a long-cherished wish.

"Xiaoyao, I finally got you...... Yue'er is really happy. During the banquet, Chen Yue'er was overjoyed when she received the Holy Lord's reply.

"Just wait for the full moon night of the Mid-Autumn Festival in a few years, when the Yin Mountain and the Youhai Realm will be opened, and we can use the power of the Reincarnation Tower to fight this damn Heavenly Dao opportunity! Time is running out, we have to prepare in advance, and success or failure depends on you and me!"

"Brother Zhenwu, don't worry, Brother Mu and I will definitely go all out. ”

The spring flowers bloom and the willows caress the wind, and the peach blossoms are red and bright in March. The infinite sunset reflects the green of the lake, and the pear blossoms open in front of the door. The green mountains are covered by a veil, and the nest returns to the top of the mountain with blood-colored flowers. The red sun reflects the different red, and the fragrance is not the same every year.

The two gold and silver flowers are wrapped around the vine, and the acacia flowers thank Xia for being busy. The magpie chirped in the mountains, and the flying pigeon stopped in front of the door.

On the eighth day of the seventh month, Chen Yue'er, the saint of the Snow Mountain, and Zhang Xiaoyao, the holy son of the Holy Court, got married, and announced to the world three days in advance!

In the early morning of this day, Chen Yue'er had already finished dressing up, dressed in a classical red dress, with a phoenix crown and a happy smile on her cheeks, the gentle and delicate shyness of the spring breeze, and the delicate and splendid spring flowers.

"Bing'er, has the marrying fairy chair already come? Chen Yue'er couldn't wait, and she didn't know how many times she told her maid Bing'er to go out and see it.

"Holy Maiden, when is this time! The Yinshan Youhai Palace is thousands of miles away from Tianchi Road, and even if my uncle's welcoming procession flies in, it is not so fast!

The First People's Hospital of the county, waiting room.

Zhang Xiaoyao's mother waited anxiously at the door of the operating room, pacing back and forth.

"Hanyu has been in for so long, hasn't she given birth yet? She has also suffered a crime, she has been in pain for a whole day and a night and has not been able to give birth smoothly, and then she has to have a caesarean section, as a woman for this family, it is really not easy! Twenty and a few years after leaving her adoptive parents, once she entered her husband's family, it was another lifetime to have children. ”

"Xiaoyao, you will be a father today, your daughter-in-law will not show up when she gives birth, and your father is too incompetent! Hanyu has been looking forward to you for a year and has not seen you come back, if it weren't for a long letter saying that you are safe outside, the family would have been turned upside down. ”

"Ahh......h

"Are Zhao Hanyu's family here? Congratulations, twins, mother and son are safe!"

At the foot of Changbai Mountain, Zhang Xiaoyao was dressed in a festive red suit, his eyes were calm as water, and he couldn't see the joy and sorrow in depth.

Behind Zhang Xiaoyao, a red eight-laden sedan chair followed, and the eight black-robed people who carried the sedan chair were all masters. Along the way, I saw them tiptoe slightly, but the sedan chair was as smooth as flying, crossing the cliff like walking on the ground, and disappeared in the depths of the long day like a moat in a blink of an eye.

"My holy daughter, my uncle's eight-carried sedan chair has arrived, why don't you cover your head and get ready to leave the pavilion!"

Eight sedan chairs set off, still as smooth as flying, all the way from the top of the long day to the top of the leap down, the only difference is that in the sedan chair sat a woman in red clothes who captivated the country and the city. From time to time, she naughtily lifted the corner of the sedan curtain and secretly glanced at her favorite husband who was flying at the forefront.

The team of the Snow Mountain clan to marry and carry the dowry is also unique, but I saw a hideous white dragon beast carrying dozens of boxes of dowry on its back, hiding in the clouds like a cloud, closely following the sky above the sedan chair.

Yin Mountain, Youhai Palace, on the side of Yin Mountain, above the Youhai Sea, there are already lights everywhere, all kinds of rivers and lakes forces gathered, and now the Snow Mountain, the Deep Sea and the Holy Court Alliance are powerful, and they all don't need to look up to their noses.

The Holy Lord even sent people to announce them one by one, regardless of the size of the sect, and if they didn't come, the consequences could be imagined. In the outside world, people can still sing and dance, be peaceful and happy, but in this obscure rivers and lakes, it makes sense that their fists are big.

The pursuit of cultivators has long surpassed the ideals of worldly people, and the more they gain, the more they lose, and the power and interests of the worldly world are nothing more than a little bargaining chip in their hands.

The people of the world want to be prominent in front of people, but the people in the rivers and lakes want to withdraw from the rivers and lakes but it is difficult, and there is no shortage of righteous people and hermit masters in the rivers and lakes, and the secular and the rivers and lakes have their rules, but they do not conflict with each other.

The guests are full, the wedding begins, the ceremonial officer is in place, and the bride and groom are ready to salute.

"Today, the wedding of the Holy Son of the Holy Court and the Holy Maiden of the Snow Mountain, all of you who can come to the rivers and lakes, this Holy Lord has written it down, as for the number of weddings, I will follow the wishes of the Holy Son, everything is simple. The Holy Lord, who was sitting on the throne with a spring breeze on his face, spoke at the right time.

"Worship Heaven and Earth"

"Two Worship Halls"

"Husband and wife worship", as soon as the ceremony official's voice fell, the bride Chen Yueer had already lowered her head first, just waiting for Zhang Xiaoyao to bow her head and bow.

"Wait...... Master Xiaoyao, why have you become the way you are now? Do you still know Linglong? Do you remember Master Hanyu?" At this time, a slender figure in a white dress appeared at the door of the hall, and loudly stopped Zhang Xiaoyao and the husband and wife saluting.

Zhang Xiaoyao turned his head and saw the helpless, lonely girl at the door, with tears in the corners of her eyes, and when she heard her words, a moment of hesitation flashed in her eyes.

"Linglong, Linglong......"

"There is exquisiteness in the East, and heaven and earth are free. Master Xiaoyao, I am your apprentice Linglong, do you really not remember me?"

"And Shiniang Hanyu, don't you remember her either? Why do you want to abandon your original wife and marry this woman?"

"Letter-to-letter...... Love the east wind canal, may the white head not be separated. Jun's heart is my heart, and I will not abandon each other in this life. At this moment, Zhang Xiaoyao finally remembered the scenes of the past in his mind, the Hanyu who was lost by himself, the Hanyu who would still find himself in the next life, the girl who was hidden in the depths of his heart - Zhao Hanyu.

"Ah...... No, it's not like this, why is it like this?" Zhang Xiaoyao instantly burst into tears, holding his head and roaring loudly.

"Linglong, can you take me to find her? Quick, take me there now, I want to find her, I must find her!" Zhang Xiaoyao moved quickly, grabbed Linglong and disappeared into the hall of the chapel in an instant.