Everyone was silent.

The rabbit didn't know about this stubble, but Ning Huai and Meng Jingling knew better than anyone else that Xuan Mo's marriage to Canglin was planned by them, and at this moment, how could he let Si Lin destroy it?

The man with a long body smiled slightly, his fragrance was dazzling, and he only looked at the end of the world at a glance, and he explained lightly: "Xiaolong, do you think that with Amo's temper, what can you say to move him?" ”

The cynical smile of the white clothes like snow in the desert came to mind, and there was a bit of stubbornness that made people headache for no reason. Si Lin knew that he couldn't move, but when Xuan Mo wanted to marry someone else, he couldn't figure out why.

No one can threaten Xuan Mo, he is very similar to Shusha, and he can't make compromises.

But in an instant, Si Lin thought of the incident where Xuan Mo reprimanded Su Sha for Qingkong, his head was big again, what kind of divine residence is Xuan Mo? He couldn't figure it out.

"Alright then, let's keep looking." Si Lin couldn't say that Ning Huai always felt that something was weird.

After taking a few more steps, Meng Jingling suddenly paused, a streamer appeared in her palm, and her expression changed slightly.

"Your Highness, I feel that the emperor's memory seems to be a little loose." The ghost language was low, and it seemed to be a delicate whisper of a Wu Yue woman, and neither Si Lin nor the rabbit could understand what Meng Jingling was saying. The Six Realms come and go frequently, as early as 100,000 years ago, there was a complete system of common Mandarin, even if you learn a foreign language, it is also to learn the language of people and gods, and no one will specifically learn the language of ghosts.

Ning Huai lowered his eyebrows, quite concerned about this matter.

Meng Jingling's soup, which one of the worlds and eight wilderness will remember the past again after drinking it? Is it because Meng Po soup is only useful for dead ghosts?

The streamer floated in Meng Jingling's hand, the pink wick was obviously not real, Si Lin and the rabbit glanced at each other, and they didn't know what was going on.

Outside the Nine Heavens, in front of the Jinhua Palace.

In the past few days, the master of ceremonies of the Divine Realm has been very busy, and there are more people with heads and faces in the Six Realms, and they have sent out tens of thousands of invitations. The newly appointed valet Jian Tinghan pounded his waist and checked the distribution to his invitees.

Xiao Xian'e, who was shaking a fan behind her, narrowed her slender eyebrows slightly, and she was about to fall asleep, but the next moment she was awakened by Jian Tinghan's exaggerated screams. Xiao Xian'e rubbed her nose, her misty little eyes blinked, and she looked like she didn't know if she was a guest in a dream.

Jian Tinghan Yuan was the last queen of Allure, that is, Qingkong, the maid beside her, because she was confused, she accidentally knocked over the rouge box of the queen of Allure, Allure was kind and kind, and she didn't punish her much, but just transferred her to the master of ceremonies as an errand.

After tens of thousands of years, Jian Tinghan can be regarded as an old man in the Heavenly Palace, after all, she is older than Xuan Mo, and she is naturally no longer a little Xian'e, and now she is promoted step by step to become a pawn.

"The last time I married him, it was said that it was a bouquet of flowers. Why is Mao so grand this time? I'm tired of my aunt and grandmother! Jane slammed the dense paperwork on the table with a cold snap, and complained: "Do you want me to take care of the position of the flowers in the Heavenly Palace?" What is the Yaotai dark incense for?! ”

Dark Xiang happened to walk to the front of Jinhua Hall with the master of ceremonies, and listened to these words word for word.

"Your good valetto." Dark Xiang was expressionless, Jinhua Hall Qionglou Yuyu was not as spacious as Yaotai, she turned her head and was about to leave, and by the way, she put the roster of flowers that had just been prepared into her sleeve.

The master of ceremonies looked at the magnificent door of Jinhua Hall speechlessly, and wanted to slap to death Jian Tinghan, who was idle all day long.

"Sihua...... Sihua, listen to me. The master of ceremonies followed, the white-clothed Guangxiu mouth was wrapped in light blue brocade, and the raised arm rushed over with fairy energy, and the long hair that was dark and waist-length was scattered by his aura, and it was messy in the wind.

Master of ceremonies, master of ceremonies, in charge of the world's etiquette.

Darkincense quickened her steps and threw the one behind her on the road.

The main hall of the heavenly palace is the palace where the emperor rests, and its real name is the long tilt hall, because the gods are used to it on weekdays, it has been called the main hall.

Xuan Mo promised to marry Canglin as his wife, Qingkong has been closed, she has been living on the west side of the palace, far from the main hall, Xuan Mo went a few times, Qingkong didn't even see him.

When Dark Xiang came to find Xuan Mo, he was standing under the huge pear tree in the main hall with his hands attached, tilting his head slightly, not knowing what he was looking at.

Dark Xiang remembered that there was no big pear tree in the main hall, she was a little puzzled, and walked over gently, the pear blossoms of the tree were as white as snow, and the branches spread almost throughout the long tilting hall, like a dream.

"The spring outing is vast, it is the season of pear blossoms every year, cold food. The white brocade is fragrant without lines, and the jade village is full of snow. The silent night is silent, the floating light is hazy, and the cold soaking dissolves the moon. In the heavens on earth, the rotten silver glow shines through. It looks like a real person, the sky is beautiful, and the spirit is comfortable and clean. Wanhua is uneven, who believes, and is not in the same column as Qunfang. Haoqi Qingying, immortal Zhuo Zhuo, it is difficult to distinguish between the soil. Yaotai returned, and the cave was clear. Dark Xiang couldn't help but chant a song, Xuan Mo turned around when he heard this movement, his eyebrows and eyes were lowered, and he was only wearing a bedgown, with snow-white skin exposed under his white neck and obvious collarbones.

"Emperor, are you ...... tired of combing your hair? Dark Xiang sighed, turned her back to Xuan Mo and said, "Where did this big pear tree come from?" ”

Xuan Mo frowned, stretched out his hand, put on a white cloak, and looked tired: "Recently, I always have a dream. ”

"What?" Dark incense thought that he remembered Susha, and his heart moved.

Xuan Mo thought about it carefully, and felt vague again, and could only vaguely remember that it was a vast grassland, and he was fighting with a girl in purple, and then, the sword...... There is a Bili sword and a heavy light sword.

These days, the Xuan Mo Divine Mind is tired, in a trance, he doesn't care about the matter of the Moon God and the Heavenly Judgment anymore, there are people in the God Realm who are specifically responsible for continuing to investigate this matter, but it is almost conclusive that the time of the two gods has come to be taken away by the wheel of fate.

The gods had gradually accepted this statement, and Xuan Mo couldn't remember that he had suspected that someone had killed the Heavenly Judgment and the Moon God together with Shu Sha.

Dark Xiang didn't know that Xuan Mo had seen Shusha when she was a child, she didn't know who the girl in purple was, and just as she was about to speak, the famous emcee with the golden crown and hair in the distance had already begun to call her at the top of her voice.

"Sihua! Sihua! ”

"Emperor, you can't leave the bouquet potted at your wedding!" The master of ceremonies crackled, and a bunch of etiquette and justice talked for a long time, and the dark fragrance was not very good, and Xuan Mo almost fell asleep.

"Take it, take it!" Dark Fragrance took out the roster of flowers from her sleeve and stuffed it into his hand to let him go. The master of ceremonies walked away slowly with joy.

Dark Xiang took a deep breath, turned around and asked seriously: "Emperor, I ask you one last question, are you serious...... Forgot about the sand of ”

This time, Dark Xiang bit the word Shusha very hard, Xuan Mo's head sank, and his heart turned a thousand times for a long time, and it was at this time that Meng Jingling on the other side of the Demon Realm sensed the loosening of his memory.

"That's it, this matter is not something I can control, there are so many gods in the divine realm, and there are so many scattered immortals in the outside world, and no one in the four seas and eight wildernesses can find Niangniang now, I ...... Powerless. Dark incense obeyed Xuan Mo and returned to Yaotai.

Xuan Mo leaned against the trunk of the pear blossom tree, gradually calming down the inner throbbing just now. He looked back at the blossoming pear tree and smiled faintly: "I saw a huge pear tree in the Funeral Wind Plain on a book of strange flowers and plants, and I dug it back after thinking about it. ”

Is there a promise to anyone who will go over to see a grand pear blossom rain?

Xuan Mo didn't remember it anymore, but the pear blossom was so fragrant and pure, how could he not love it. The book of strange flowers and plants said that pear blossoms represent romantic love.

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These days, the flowers are blooming brilliantly, the pear blossoms are white, the peach blossoms are red, and everyone can go on an outing.

Looking at Wenwen's children's shoes, can they bubble up, and the comment area is white and good.