The eighth day of August. Zodiac auspicious day.

Even the demon clan, which has always been a little dark and anxious, looks very different today.

Although the sky was still a little gray, the entire Lingsha City was covered with red satin and lanterns. It makes people feel happy when they look at it.

The entire palace of the demon clan is even more red and gold, no matter who sees it, they have to praise it, Qian Yu is Mo Qi, it really took a lot of thought and wasted energy.

The high platform used to hold the ceremony even set up a clear barrier, so that the sky above the entire high platform was as blue as a wash, like a piece of blue jade inlaid high in the sky.

The stairs that extend step by step on the high platform are all made of solid white jade, and the Yingying streamer is incomprehensible. On the high platform, there is a square bottle of pure gold silk at four corners, which is used by a couple of newlyweds to worship the incense of heaven and earth.

Mo Qi's long jet-black hair was scattered on his back, wearing a plain white shirt, sitting in front of the bronze mirror in the room, with no expression on his face, and he couldn't see joy or anger.

Xiaohua carefully combed Mo Qiru's long hair over and over again, and smiled with her about the layout inside and outside the palace, and her words were full of words such as "The prince treats the princess differently, attaches great importance to it, and will be very happy after marriage".

Xiaohua thinks that maybe it is right to please Mo Qi, not to mention anything else, Mo Qi's appearance is really much more beautiful than Princess Qi, maybe His Royal Highness the Crown Prince values Princess Qi very much now, is that because after all, Princess Qi is the only descendant of the Qi clan, but with such a color as Mo Qisheng, even a woman sometimes looks at it and her heart is fluttering, let alone a man from the prince.

Mo Qi didn't respond, just lowered his eyebrows, looking like he was carefully choosing the head of the pearl hairpin in front of him.

Seeing that Mo Qi didn't react, Xiaohua glanced at Mo Qi from the mirror and said, "Princess, you are very beautiful, and the slave thinks that no set of beads and hairpins you wear must be extremely beautiful." ”

Mo Qi said lightly: "Yes." ”

His fingers lightly swiped the pearl and jade on the table, and finally his white fingers pointed at a set of milky white phoenix beads and jade hairpins: "Then let's do this set." Simple but elegant. ”

Xiaohua's brows furrowed: "Princess, isn't this set too plain, your wedding dress," glanced back at the big red embroidered golden lotus wedding dress hanging on the hanger: "Your wedding dress is bright red, the slave thinks," Xiaohua leaned forward, and pointed a set of golden moire inlaid tourmaline beads near the table: "The slave thinks that this set of head and face is more luxurious and extravagant, and it is more compatible with your wedding clothes." ”

Mo Qi looked at the set Xiaohua selected, still picked up the milky white phoenix bead jade hairpin, turned around and handed it to Xiaohua and said, "Still use this." ”

Xiaohua was stunned, retreated behind Mo Qi and said "yes". took the jade hairpin and began to send it to Mo Qipan.

Mu Ling came to the place where the ceremony was going to be performed in a black dress, it was not yet an hour, and there was no one else in the entire high platform, Mu Ling walked up the stairs and came to the high platform step by step.

The wind blew the hem of her clothes, Mu Ling held her head high, closed her eyes slightly and opened her arms to feel the cold feeling in the heights.

One day, he will also be here, becoming the true master of the demon clan, and this day will come soon.

Mu Ling smiled at the corner of his mouth and slowly opened his eyes. The entire Demon Clan Palace is in full view.

No, it's not just the demon clan, one day, she will make the entire Kyushu and the four seas submit to her feet, the demon clan, is just the first step in her plan.

If she can't get Nanchen, then she will get the world. Now that she is despised by others, then she will one day become the most noble person under the heavens.

Mo Qiyi wears a red embroidered golden lotus dress, wearing a milky white phoenix and jade hairpin, with exquisite makeup and peerless.

It's just that his face is slightly cold, and he can't see the joy of getting married.

Xiaohua and Abi helped Mo Qi to the door of the other courtyard.

There were sixteen people waiting at the door, and Abi helped Mo Qi to get on the chariot, and the joy played, and the chariot was raised, and he walked towards the place of the ceremony.

The whole road is covered with a blanket made of peacock feathers, and every step of the way, there are acacia petals falling from the sky.

Mo Qi sat on the chariot and raised his hand to catch a falling acacia flower.

Acacia, Acacia. The implication is very good. Mo Qi smiled mockingly.

Now I only hope that Xuan Kui can do a good job of the things he handed over to him, otherwise, if the ceremony is successfully held, she and Qian Yu worship the Nine Heavens Firmament, and she will never have a chance to turn back.

The place of the ceremony was already full of people from the demon clan, all of whom were beaming with joy.

The marriage with the beaver clan can be said to be like a tiger to their demon clan, the demon clan since the war five thousand years ago, the power is not as good as before, many big clans because of the fear of the heavenly clan, dare not marry with it.

So all along, they have not been able to help their own foreign aid, but now it is different, although the beaver clan is not good at fighting, but it is also an ancient relic, the ancestor is a person who once followed his father, and his status in Kyushu is not dishonorable, and the marriage with the beaver clan, even if it does not get much help in terms of combat power, but it has not only risen to a level in prestige.

In the future, even if the other clans are for the sake of the beaver clan, they will slowly make friends with the demon clan. Many of the humerus ministers of the demon clan were deeply pleased with Qianyu's decision.

Qian Yu has been waiting under the high platform. is also dressed in red, wearing a golden crown, and a face that is a little bewitching.

Mu Ling put on a black cloak and hid in the crowd, as long as the gift was completed, then Mo Qi was another puppet in her hand, and the Nine Turns Nirvana Yuan Zhu was easy to obtain.

As long as she gets the Nine Turns Nirvana Yuan Bead, restores her cultivation, and can control Qianyu, then every step will be carried out in an orderly manner according to her plan.

Carrying Mo Qi's chariot all the way to the top of the lift, Qian Yu personally stepped forward with a smile on his face to help Mo Qi down.

Thousands of red lotus fireworks exploded in the sky at the same time, and the joy played together, so lively.

Mo Qi put his hand in Qian Yu's hand.

"I did everything you wanted, what I wanted, when you gave it to me. Qian Yu whispered to Mo Qi slightly sideways.

"When you and I reach the high platform, I will give it to you. Mo Qi replied lightly.

Qian Yu held Mo Qi's hand, and the two walked towards the high platform step by step.

The crowd suddenly became noisy, and Mo Qi and Qian Yu looked back at the same time.

The guards of the demon clan were shocked one after another, followed by the sound of blades clashing.

Mo Qi only saw the white light flashing in his eyes, and the demon soldiers who came into contact with the white light were all in different places, and blood splashed everywhere for a while, staining the carpet under the long stairs red.

Qian Yu was a little surprised, let go of the hand holding Mo Qi, and took two steps down: "What happened?"

Several guards rushed forward to protect Qian Yu behind him: "His Royal Highness the Prince, someone is making trouble." ”

Qian Yu frowned: "Who?"

A powerful Xianze power surged, and the joy came to an abrupt end.

"Qianyu, you want to marry a wife, have you asked Benjun if he has agreed?" Some indifferent voices came from the noisy crowd.

With this sentence, all the people of the demon clan who had just gathered together were shocked away, and for a while, all the people of the demon clan who fell to the ground were under the high platform.

A white figure quickly rose into the air, looking down at Qian Yu from the sky.

Mo Qi followed the sound and looked up, and when he saw the figure in the air, his heart was shocked, and tears slipped down unconsciously.

She blinked, afraid it was her own delusion.

Trembling, he lifted his sleeve to wipe his blurry eyes, and then bit his lower lip tightly to prevent himself from exclaiming.

The white-clothed and black-haired Divine Monarch was tall, but much thinner than before, holding the Qingying Divine Sword in his left hand, looking at Qian Yu on the steps with an indifferent expression.

Qian Yu froze in place, and his already pale face became even more bloodless. His eyes were wide in disbelief.

"Benjun is asking you. As soon as the white figure moved, he came to Qian Yu in an instant, and several guards protecting him in front of Qian Yu were all blocked by a sword and lay down straight before they could make a move.

Qianyu trembled and tried to step back, but there were steps behind him, and Qianyu took a step back and fell to the ground.

Mo Qi stood at a distance of two steps from Qianyu, and lowered his head slightly to look at the white figure below.

The white figure felt the gaze from Mo Qi, raised his head slightly, a gentle smile on his lips, and a slightly warm look in his eyes: "I've never seen you wearing red and painting such detailed makeup, but it's as good as I thought." ”

Mo Qi couldn't hold back her emotions any longer, and just as she was about to walk down the steps, the white figure moved to her side: "Do you miss me?" There was a slight hoarseness in his voice.

Mo Qi opened his mouth, slowly raised his hand, his fingers touched the cheek of the white-clothed Shenjun, and he was firmly grasped by his hand, and a thousand words were condensed in his throat, and before he could speak, the tears fell first, and he only choked and spit out two words: "Nanchen." ”

"I'm here," Nanchen's eyes showed deep affection, like a sea of people holding Mo Qi's whole person in it: "Don't cry, it's me who is not good." ”

Mo Qi bit his lip and shook his head, Nanchen gently took Mo Qi in his arms with his right hand: "Don't be afraid, I'm here." ”

Mo Qi was lying on Nanchen's chest, and the faint fragrance of cool jade hibiscus lingered on the tip of his nose, which was a familiar taste, a little cool, but it made people feel inexplicably at ease.

Mo Qi's hands wrapped around Nanchen's waist, and his cheek rubbed against his chest: "Your wounded ......"

"It's all right. Nanchen Judo: "How can you be so risky for me." ”

Mo Qi hugged Nanchen a little tighter again. Great, great, Nanchen is back to normal, and all this has not been done in vain.

Mu Ling's eyes, who were hidden in the shadows, showed a vicious look, how could it be? Nanchen was obviously hit by his own lock heart Gu, it was impossible to unlock it without the mother Gu, how could he appear here as if nothing happened.

Mu Ling reached into his sleeve and took out a yellow transparent porcelain bottle, in which an oily green insect wriggled.

A sharp sword wind shot towards her face, Mu Ling flashed, the porcelain bottle fell to the ground, shattered, and the oily green insect fell to the ground and twisted and struggled rapidly, and finally turned into a ball of green water.

Mu Ling looked at all this in disbelief, slowly raised his head, and looked in the direction where the sword wind had just come.