Ling Ling stretched out his hand and gently pinched Liyan's face and comforted: "Okay, it's almost ready, you stand up, sister, I will personally put the veil on you." ”

Hearing this, Li Yan had no choice but to twist his neck slightly and then stood up.

The wedding of the demon clan is a little different from that of the human world, and the wedding marriage in the human world is full of red, and the bride and groom are naturally no exception, and the three red wedding dresses there are even more grand.

But the demon clan is different, Li Yan is wearing a set of plain platinum-rimmed long skirts, embroidered with a big red rose under the skirt, beautiful, bewitching and without a sense of disobedience, setting off her slender figure, plus her natural beauty, her makeup does not need to be too bothered, but a little powder has made the makeup girl unable to start, and the makeup has not been able to bring out the beauty of the demon princess.

Ling Ling lost his mind for a moment, then picked up a white veil and pinned it to the head of the Dead Spirit, and finally pinned a budding rose to be released, and it was done.

The long hair that reached the length of the shawl and hips was all pulled up, and there was not much headdress on the head of the deceased, two white veils that were plain and swaying, pinned behind the ears to cover the shoulders, and a budding rose, with that delicate and moving appearance, everyone present was intoxicated by the grace of the death.

"Ahem."

Until an abrupt male voice sounded outside the door, and the person who came was one of today's protagonists, Dongfang Yunye, and his relatives and friends.

Dongfang Yunye had already stepped into the room with one foot, and he didn't really see his bride until the people in the room dispersed.

A golden silk white dress sets off the other party's slender figure, the skin is as fine as a warm jade, soft and greasy, the palm-sized face is slightly powdered, delicate and beautiful, the two strands of hair on the cheeks are gently brushed with the wind to add a bit of seductive style, and the smooth forehead is wearing a headdress similar to a drop of water, and the clear and moving eyes reveal a bit of wisdom and expectation.

"Is it pretty?" Liyan pulled the hem of his skirt a little nervously, and seemed to be very unfamiliar with such a thing, and his hands and feet were a little stiff.

"The good-looking, husband-like martyr is the best-looking."

Hearing this, he smiled comfortably and walked towards Dongfang Yunye, and the soft and boneless little hand put on the broad palm that the other party had already stretched out, and the little hand that was cold because of nervousness was suddenly surrounded by warmth.

Hiss –

The men behind him also saw the faces of the people in the house at this time, although they were also familiar with the deceased, but seeing them today also made them forget why.

I am used to the appearance of leaving the dead face to the sky, but now I just apply a little powder and makeup, which is not an exaggeration to say that it is shocking.

"Xiao Yan, you are so beautiful!" Seeing this, Ying Xuan, who only rushed back last night, couldn't help but sigh loudly.

It's their little martyr, it's really beautiful!

"Hee-hee, thank you."

The beautiful woman rushed to the person, and he smiled sweetly, and everyone felt that the whole person was not good, and his heart seemed to be hit by an arrow, which was a little uncomfortable.

Dongfang Yunye next to him frowned almost invisibly, then raised his hand and nodded his nose and said, "The time has come, it's time for us to worship the church." ”

The pampered tone that can drown people is not only a pampering of the death but also a threat to all the opposite sex, as if to say, who dares to stare at the deity of the lady anymore, and after the deity worships the hall, you will die!

Unlike the threatened people of the opposite sex, all women, including the dead, can't help but feel a little sweet.

Lord Mozun is so gentle that he envies the dead!