Chapter Fifty-Nine: A Messy Wedding

Ling Feng dragged his feet slowly towards the meeting hall of the Shadow Mist Clan Patriarch, his heart was filled with anger that had nowhere to vent, on the day of the wedding, the bride disappeared for no reason, which no one could accept. When he reached the door of the conference hall, he saw the Celestial Soul and the Nether standing in the hallway, walking around anxiously, as if they did not dare to go in and face the condensing anger.

"How's the situation, is there any news?" Ling Feng asked them softly.

"I've been looking for a long time, and there is still no news, my sister is an archmage and a wizard, she wants to leave, and those waste soldiers can't detect it at all. The Heavenly Soul replied.

"It seems that she doesn't want to marry me at all, and her previous good feelings are just a show. Ling Feng sighed helplessly, and his hands unconsciously clenched into fists.

At this moment, a coquettish voice sounded from the end of the corridor, and the blood dance reappeared, making everyone's hanging hearts finally calm down a lot.

"Ling Feng, God knows, how suitable we are, I just found a clean place to treat because of the recurrence of the old injuries in the previous hunt war. ”

The others didn't have time to care about whether what Blood Dance said was true or not, because the most important thing at the moment was to complete the last step of the wedding, the festival.

Condensation heard the movement outside, walked out of the conference hall, looked at the Blood Dance, tried to suppress the anger in his heart, and then said: "Hurry up and finish the festival, don't let the major families wait for a long time, otherwise our Shadow Mist Clan will lose face this time." ”

After everyone said yes, they left in a hurry and began to get busy with the festival. Half an hour later, Ling Feng was extremely gentlemanly holding Blood Dance's hand and appeared in the Divine Hall to begin the tedious ritual.

"Hahaha, Patriarch Condensation, the princess's appearance is the envy of everyone in the Rakshasa country, and now that she is married to my son, it is really a blessing for me in Wind and Sand City. Ling Aotian and Condensation sat under the Heavenly Demon Statue, accepting Ling Feng and Blood Dance's bowing, happily closing their mouths.

"It's over, my eldest daughter, she has a bad temperament, and I hope my in-laws can take care of it more in the future. Condensation smiled politely and responded.

"That's natural, hahaha, it's all a family, don't say this out-of-the-box word, capable people, temper naturally has to have, it should, it should, hahaha. Ling Aotian laughed again.

When the ceremony reached the last step, all the commoners and nobles stood up, because this moment was the most sacred moment of the demon wedding, and the husband and wife drank each other's blood, symbolizing that from now on, the blood is compatible and cherishes each other. This is not just a ritual, this is also a spell, through the spell, after the husband and wife drink each other's blood, they can establish a contract, no matter how far away from each other, they can sense each other's life and death, if they are willing to each other, one of them can speak directly in their hearts, but if one party wants to destroy the contract, then it will suffer the horror of the contract.

Under the Heavenly Demon Statue, Ling Feng happily slashed at his fingers, and then dripped the blood into the magic container containing special medicines, Blood Dance looked at the door of the Divine Hall, frowned, and also picked up the knife and slashed at his fingers.

As the strongest mage of the Shadow Mist Clan, and even among the mages of the Rakshasa Country, he has a very high convincing condensation, and he is naturally the contractor of their ritual, the marriage contract, the stronger the contractor, the stronger the contract, and if someone violates it, then the higher the degree of backlash.

I saw that Condensation slowly picked up the magic container containing the blood of Ling Feng and Blood Dance, then closed his eyes, and began to chant the ancient incantation that the demon people were familiar with, and after a few minutes, the magic container began to emit a dazzling red light, Condensation took the magic container and bowed lightly to the Heavenly Demon Statue, and then divided it into two cups and handed it to Ling Feng and Blood Dance.

Ling Feng took the magic container and drank it directly, but on the side of Blood Dance, he couldn't take a breath.

"What's the matter, my wife, is there something wrong again. Ling Feng asked with concern when he saw Blood Dance's appearance.

"It's a little, it's okay, let's get on. Blood Dance sighed slightly without everyone noticing, and then, as if resigned to his fate, picked up the magic container and sent it to his mouth.

Suddenly, outside the shrine, several soldiers flew in upside down, accompanied by a terrifying dragon roar, and the roars of various demonic beasts came and went.

The sudden change made Ling Feng completely furious, and he directly took out his magic staff from the magic bag and rushed out of the door, at this time, Blood Dance directly threw the magic container to the ground at will, smiled coldly, and followed.

"Prince He Xi, I have always been polite to you, and I can also help you intercede with your mother about your escape from prison, but please don't ruin your eldest sister's wedding with me. When he saw the troublemaker, Ling Feng didn't dare to do it easily, so he could only persuade with good words.

"Mother, is it so close, have you finished the ceremony?" He Xi asked with a smile as he threw a soldier aside in his hand.

"Also...... Not ....... yet," Ling Feng said with anger in his temper.

"Then it doesn't count, on such an important occasion, as the little prince of the Shadow Mist Clan, I was not present to witness, and you can get married?" He Xi was like a scoundrel at this time, and Ling Feng did not dare to touch him in front of so many princes and nobles, and provoked unscrupulously.

"Brother, please don't make trouble, otherwise if your mother gets angry, your fate won't be good. Blood Dance roared loudly, but in a different mood in his heart.

"Hei Yan, come, burn this shrine for me, I didn't invite us to still want to get married, dream. ”

As if he hadn't heard Ling Feng and Blood Dance's words, He Xi jumped onto Hei Yan's dragon back, and then pointed to the Divine Hall and said to Hei Yan, and the blue light around Hei Yan's neck began to become rich in the next second. All the guests rushed to leave the shrine when they saw this scene, for fear of being implicated for no reason.