100,000 mountains in Yunnan and Guizhou.

I don't know how deep it is.

There is a palace.

The palace is full of people coming and going, and it is very lively.

This is the ...... of the Witch God Cult Outer Gate General Altar.

Today is a festive day, full of lights and beams.

Because, today, the enthronement of the Holy Maiden, at the same time, is also the day of the great wedding of the Holy Maiden.

Li Wenjuan held the crescent moon in her hand, the more she looked at it, the more she liked it, a few days ago, the child kept crying, but after two days of familiarity, she stopped crying.

She seems to have been awakened to motherhood.

Holding it in his hand and reluctant to put it down.

"Juan, she is the Nine Yin Xuanmai, you cultivate the best furnace of Taishang Forgetfulness, you don't need to hold it in your hand every day, give it to the people below to raise, lest you have feelings, and it will be difficult to do it in the future." Grandma Li walked in and said.

Li Wenjuan kept looking at the child, and didn't care: "Aren't I too forgetful in my cultivation?" How can even a child be emotional? If this little guy can make me emotional, it would be a good thing. ”

"Hmm...... That's the same thing. ”

After a pause, he said, "Today is your big day, and the man is a white witch saint who has been transported from Shangjing......

"You don't have to say it!"

Li Wenjuan interrupted, "It doesn't matter who it is, it's just a ceremony anyway, do you also believe in this, grandma?" ”

"Put your clothes down, I'll wear them myself."

Li Wenjuan's attitude towards her grandmother is not very good.

The grandmother of the Li family didn't care, and even felt that it was normal, because she was too forgetful in her cultivation, which was the most normal thing, if she was still like before, she was only willing to make promises, it would be a failure.

The Holy Maiden of the Witch God Sect should have this kind of temperament.

"Okay, the enthronement ceremony begins, and I'll call you again."

"Hmm!"

Li Wenjuan teased the crescent moon with her hand, revealing a sweet smile, as if the crescent moon was really her daughter.

"Are you hungry?"

"Missed Daddy?"

"Shall I be your mother?"

Twelve o'clock at noon.

The main altar of the Witch God Cult, the enthronement of the Holy Maiden.

"Bell, bell, bell......"

"Woo-woo-"

Gongs and drums shook the sky.

The horn sounded.

Li Wenjuan, who was wearing a long white dress, had an outstanding temperament and slowly walked out of the hall.

There was no joy or sorrow on her face.

Her eyes are like a deep sea.

Her appearance has also changed a little, and her cultivation is too forgetful, making her more refined than before.

It's just that in her hands, she is holding a little baby girl.

The fourteen-month-old baby girl can already perceive a lot of things, her big black and shiny eyes, full of curiosity, looking east and west, and a little afraid of life, two small hands, tightly hugging Li Wenjuan's neck.

Children are the most perceptive to people's hearts.

She can tell who is good to her.

In her young heart, there are no parents, mothers and aunts by her side, only the aunt in front of her can give her a sense of security, so she has to hold on firmly.

At the same time, many people in the Witch God Sect were not calm when they saw this scene.

The enthronement ceremony of the saint, the saint actually held a little girl, what does it mean?

The Li family's grandmother frowned.

An elder spoke: "What an important event for the enthronement of the Holy Maiden, how can she be so childish and appear with a small child in her arms?" Put the little ones down. ”

This elder is of noble status.

When he said this, the others echoed him.

The grandmother of the Li family hurriedly rushed over to take away the crescent moon, but was blocked by Li Wenjuan, and her eyes swept at everyone coldly: "Hahahaha, why is it child's play for my generation of saints to hold a little girl to the throne?" Wait a while, this holy woman is going to marry a corpse, why don't you think it's child's play? ”

"When I ascend the throne today, I will take the stage with my child, who dares to stop me?"

"Presumptuous!" An old man yelled, "You are not a saint now, so you dare to be so disrespectful? ”

This old man is the Supreme Elder of the Witch God Sect and the Foreign Sect, he is already over a hundred years old, and his beard and eyebrows are white.

"Okay, this holy daughter of Raushzi, I don't want to be it, then you can be it." Li Wenjuan sneered, hugged the child, and turned around to walk back.

Elder Taishang was furious: "Stop, throw the child away." ”

He flew forward to take the child.

"Old immortal, get out of here!"

"Bang, bang!"

Li Wenjuan held the baby in one hand, turned around, and slapped her palm on Elder Taishang's chest again and again, sending the person flying.

The old man was in mid-air, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

After falling to the ground, I couldn't get up for half a day.

"Damn, shit!"

"If you say one more word, I don't mind killing you." Li Wenjuan said coldly, "So, do you still want to ascend the throne?" If I wanted to change people, I would have left, my child was hungry. ”

The people of the Witch God Sect looked at each other.

Grandma said loudly: "The enthronement ceremony of the Holy Maiden, continue!" ”

"Whoever dares to oppose will be killed!"

Then, she walked to Elder Taishang's side: "Elder Sun, everything is focused on the overall situation, in the entire Wushen Foreign Sect, only my granddaughter is worthy of being a saint, what is it to hold a child?" After ascending the throne, she is under one person and above ten thousand, and she can change the ceremony of the enthronement of the saint. ”

Canon, continue.

BGM music, up!

Of course, this is not "Victory" played on the stereo, but by a group of about 100 musicians, and the instruments are very old.

Li Wenjuan hugged the crescent moon and climbed the high platform step by step.

And on the high platform, there is also a big red coffin.

It is the man brought by the White Witch Clan from Shangjing.

Li Wenjuan glanced at the coffin with a disgusted expression.

"Uhhh

She walked up to the high platform, turned around, and looked at the crowd condescendingly.

Below, thousands of witch god cultists knelt down one after another.

"Welcome to the Holy Maiden, nine thousand years old!"

"Welcome to the Holy Maiden, nine thousand years old!"

"Welcome to the Holy Maiden, nine thousand years old!"

The voices shook the sky, one after the other.

However, at this moment, a piano sound came from nowhere.

"Ding—"

"Ding-dong-ding-dong!"

The sound of the piano is very strange, it sounds far away, and it feels very close, as if it is in the ear; There's also a kind of magic that you can't help but fall into.

Soon, the people who were shouting nine thousand years old were all silent.

The farther away you are from the periphery, the deeper you feel.

The next moment, there was another flute sound.

"Woo woo, woo woo-"

Piano and flute ensemble.

Double the power.

"Bell, bell, bell—"

At this moment, the gongs and drums shook the sky.

It was the grandmother of the Li family who was beating the gongs and drums, interfering with the ensemble of the qin and flute, and shouting: "Who is it?" Who's pretending to be a ghost there? Get the hell out of here? ”

No one came out.

The crowd couldn't find out where the sound of the ensemble of the piano and flute came from, as if it was coming from all directions.

"Search for me!"

Grandma gave an order, and the left and right envoys of the Wushen Sect Apologetics led dozens of masters to search.

But the next moment, several people retreated in shock.

"Ahh

"What is this? Paper people, a lot of paper people! ”