The grass grows in March, the warbler flies in April, and beyond the vast East China Sea, the ten-mile peach forest is full of splendid flowers.

The marriage between the Heavenly Clan of the Nine Heavens and the Nine-Tailed White Fox Clan of Qingqiu was finally finalized at the beginning of this year after two hundred and twenty-three years of arduous deliberation by the elders of the two clans.

The auspicious day is finely chosen, and it is the late spring season when the peach blossoms are in full bloom.

The unfortunate two who were dragged for more than 200 years to get married were none other than the prince of the Nine Heavens, Yehuajun, and the emperor of the country of Qingqiu, Bai Qianshen.

The four seas and eight wilderness have been waiting for this grand ceremony for a long time, and the gods and goddesses have foreseen it for a long time, which is a good day for these two, according to the style of the heavenly monarch, the pomp must be extremely large, and the banquet must be extremely wide, in addition, everyone really can't think of what other way he can show his monarchy.

But despite this, when the welcoming team from the sky turned into Qingqiu and appeared next to the sea of rebirth on Yuze Mountain, Migu Xianjun, who was waiting on the other side of the sea with a towel, felt that perhaps, he still underestimated Tianjun.

This welcoming formation is not only wide. Theko.

Migu Immortal Jun has always been on Bai Qian's side, and he already has some qualifications in Qingqiu, and he has been an earth immortal for a long time, so he is naturally more knowledgeable.

The rules of heaven do not say that the bridegroom welcomes his wife, and as always, the elder brother does the work for him.

Migu calculated, Mo Yuan is Yehua's elder brother, in this case, it is reasonable for the god-in-law of the clan to appear in the greeting team of his younger brother and daughter-in-law.

When the gods travel, there must always be a high-level but not particularly high-level immortal to serve below, so it seems reasonable that the Antarctic Immortal Emperor, who eats pen and ink rice and is in charge of the fate of the world, follows all the way.

As for the third son of the Heavenly Monarch who was missing the head of the perennial Shenlong in front of Si Ming, he is the third uncle of the crown prince, although it seems that there is nothing wrong with him, but it is okay to come and see the excitement.

Migu thought for a long time, why these three vigorous immortals came, and they all found out some reasons.

But the purple-clothed and white-haired Emperor of Donghua beside Mo Yuan, who has been in the world for more than 100,000 years in legend, does not easily step out of the Nine Heavens until he has no choice but to do so, and only occasionally appears in some portraits or in the extremely grand banquets above the Nine Heavens, for future generations to cherish and remember, how did he also appear in the greeting team?

Migu racked his brains, unable to figure out what the truth was.

There is a surging sea of death in the middle, Rao is Migu has good eyesight, no matter how much, he can't see clearly.

A column of live pomp and circumstance marched to the crescent moon bay, but did not mean to cross the sea immediately, but stopped next to the sea, and a column of little fairy 'e at the end of the line caught up in an orderly manner, and Zhang Luo made a good tea house tea set to make several gods rest for a while.

The blue sea of death and the breeze are blowing, and the rainy flowers that have circled the sea for half a circle grasp the last bit of late spring breath and slowly bloom green and faint flower bones.

The third highness of the heavenly realm and the third uncle of the groom, Lian Song Jun held the tea lid boredly and floated a few tea leaves, and whispered lightly to the Si Ming who was standing aside: "Before this monarch left, I heard that there were two emperors in Qingqiu, in addition to this Bai Qian, who is going to marry Yehua, there seems to be a small character?" ”

Although his status is not much lower than that of Emperor Donghua, he is also fortunate to be called the two complete books that will move in the Nine Heavens together with Emperor Donghua. It's just that Emperor Donghua is a mobile code, he is a mobile gossip book, known for being familiar with the secrets of the three generations of human ancestors who can't be beaten by eight poles.

The whole book of gossip that can move has been held by the solemn atmosphere of the ten-mile greeting team for a morning, at this time, I finally got the opportunity to speak, although I couldn't wait in my heart, I still took a steady look on my face, raised my hand and waved it, and did a full salute, before I said slowly: "What the Third Highness said is true, Qingqiu does have two emperors." The younger one is the only grandchild of the Bai family, and it is said that it is a mixture of white fox and red fox, and the only red fox with nine tails in the world, called His Royal Highness Feng Jiu. The Heavenly Clan has five emperors in five directions, and the country of Qingqiu also has five desolations and five emperors, because the white god will marry into the Heavenly Clan sooner or later, two hundred years ago, he handed over his throne in Qingqiu to His Royal Highness Feng Jiu. When she inherited the throne, the little highness was only 32,000 years old, and Emperor Baizhi still intended to let her inherit the great unification of Qingqiu, and she was so powerful at a young age, but ...... It's also a little weird. ”

Xiao Xian'e came to add tea, he stopped, and took advantage of the smoke of the tea, and glanced at Donghua, who was sitting quietly on the side of the tea, through the hazy fog.

Lian Song seemed to be very interested, and raised his hand in the stone chair, with a little smile in his eyes: "You go on." ”

Si Ming bowed his head, thought about it, and then continued: "Xiaoxian actually knew His Royal Highness Fengjiu for a long time, at that time, His Royal Highness was only about 20,000 years old, and he followed Emperor Baizhi, because he was the only granddaughter, she was very favored, and her temperament was also lively. But," he paused: "More than two hundred years ago, His Highness went down to earth, went for decades, and after coming back, somehow, his temperament was much heavier. I heard that on the day he returned from the mortal realm, His Royal Highness was wearing a filial piety robe. More than two hundred years have passed, seeing that she has also grown up, because she is raised as a prince, she is probably worried that there will be no one to assist her, and in the past hundred years, Emperor Baizhi has chosen several husbands for her, but she ......"

Lian Song said: "What about her? ”

Si Ming shook his head, his eyes seemed to glance at the Donghua Emperor on the side unintentionally, and he smiled without a smile: "It's nothing, I just insist that I have married my husband's family, although my husband has died, I can't marry again." And I heard that for more than two hundred years, she has not taken off the white hairpin flower on her hair one day, nor has she taken off the filial piety clothes for a while. ”

Lian Song leaned on the arm of the stone chair and said, "After you mentioned this, I remembered that there seemed to be an incident seventy years ago, saying that the Cangyi Divine Monarch of Zhiyue Mountain married his wife, as if he had something to do with Qingqiu?" ”

Si Ming thought about it and wanted to answer, but Mo Yuan, who was sitting silently for a long time, opened his mouth first, and his voice was light: "It's just that Bai Zhi asked Feng Jiu to marry Cang ......" Si Ming reminded on the side: "Cangyi." Mo Yuan interface: "Married to Cangyi, tied Feng Jiu to a sedan chair, Feng Jiu didn't like it very much, that night, the shrine on Zhiyue Mountain was demolished." ”

His two words were extremely light and light, and he was extremely frightened when he heard it. He really didn't know about this paragraph. I felt that I should answer, but I turned back and forth, but only a long "hey ......" came out.

Lian Song held the fan and smiled, sat up straight seriously, and said to Mo Yuan: "So, yes, I remember someone mentioned to me that it seemed that you were the main marriage person that year." But legend has it that Cangyi Shenjun really likes this daughter-in-law who demolished his shrine to pieces, and there are still several portraits of Feng Jiu hanging in the renovated palace. ”

Mo Yuan didn't speak again, but Si Ming sighed a little: "It's one thing to like it or not, and it's another thing to afford it." Xiaoxian also heard that Qin Ji of Zhonghu Mountain was interested in Bai Zhen, the fourth brother of Bai Qianshen, but how many dared to rob people with the gods. ”

The wind blows, and the flowers sway endlessly when it rains. Several gods and treasures solemnly finished the gossip of others, and each returned to you, the one who raised the god, the one who drank tea, and the one who watched the scenery. The little immortals who were waiting on the side couldn't keep calm, and when they heard such a secret, they were all red with excitement, but they didn't dare to make a mistake, and they all thought about it with eye contact, and for a while, they were full of lingering eyes by the sea of life.

A little fairy empathetically handed Si Ming a cup of tea to moisten his throat, Si Ming Xingjun used the tea lid to cut open the two small buds on the tea surface, his eyes turned around a few times and turned to Emperor Donghua, frowning slightly and thinking a little.

Lian Song turned the cup and smiled: "Si Ming, your eyes are cramping today, why do you keep looking at Donghua?" ”

Emperor Donghua, who was sitting two feet away, put down the teacup and raised his eyes slightly, Si Ming's face couldn't hold it, and he laughed twice and wanted to prevaricate, but there was a loud noise, but the nearby Haizi suddenly set off a huge wave.

The ten-zhang high waves dispersed, and under the scorching morning light, a beauty in white clothes and white skirts appeared next to Crescent Bay.

The beauty has long black hair in her arms, a white hairpin flower in her hair, the material of her clothes seems to be protected from water, and half a drop of water is not carried on her body, and she is dancing in the morning breeze. The black hair was soaked, the forehead hair was wet and sticking to the cheeks, there was a cold taste, but the corners of the eyes were bent to gather some warmth, and he looked at Si Ming Xingjun who was talking about gossip with a smile.

Si Ming hurriedly took the teacup to cover half of his face, and Lian Song handed him the fan in his hand: "Your face is too big, the teacup can't be blocked, use this." ”

Si Ming almost knelt down with a sad face, and a very painful smile appeared on his face: "I don't know that His Royal Highness Feng Jiu is swimming here, and it is Xiaoxian who is making the second, and please forgive His Highness for the sake of Xiaoxian and His Highness's acquaintance for many years." ”

Mo Yuan looked at Feng Jiu: "What are you doing hiding under the bottom of the seabed of the afterlife?" ”

Feng Jiu, who was dressed in white and dressed in white, stood dignified on a pool of still water: "Exercise." ”

Mo Yuan smiled: "Then what are you going to do when you come up?" Came to scare Si Ming? ”

Feng Jiu paused, and said to Si Ming, who was kneeling on the ground in pain: "You just said, what Qin Ji on Zhonghu Mountain really likes my uncle?" ”

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