Qingqiu City, Qingqiu Palace. Inside and outside the palace, the lanterns are colorful, and there is a joyful atmosphere everywhere, and even the gate of Qingqiu City is also hung with festive red lanterns, showing the happy and joyful mood of the master of Qingqiu Palace.

The Demon Emperor is about to marry the Elder of the Shushan Xianmen Shencaomen, and the Demon Emperor's current mood can be described as proud and satisfied.

The thought of his upcoming wedding to the woman he loves, Fluttershy, makes him feel so happy that he can even wake up smiling from sleep for the past two days.

He waited for her for 100,000 years.

100,000 years, the vicissitudes of life, the reincarnation of the world.

He can finally have the woman he loves for a long time, how can this not make him excited?

The country, society, status and money, that is just the pursuit of the laity.

The Demon Emperor is a proud and conceited person, the status and money of the country, in his eyes, like that passing cloud, has never moved his heart at all.

During this time, the palace maids of Qingqiu Palace even walked a lot brisker.

Everyone was like they had taken an excitant drug, and their faces were radiant and jubilant.

However, in the entire Qingqiu Palace, except for the Demon Emperor, no one seemed to be happy.

Wu Xian, Yu Jin and Zhu Yan were depressed and listless all day long, as depressed as their father and mother.

Everyone originally thought that this time they were ready to go, and they could take the Terrans by surprise, take the opportunity to occupy half of the Terrans, and live a life of raising their eyebrows from now on.

What made them so depressed that they vomited blood was that the elders of the Shushan Immortal Sect and the Shencaomen actually asked the Demon Emperor to cancel his plan to attack the human race on the condition of marrying the Demon Emperor at this critical moment.

Unexpectedly, the Demon Emperor gave up this great opportunity for the sake of a mere woman, and decided to marry that red face into the door.

They hate, hate that woman who is like a red face.

The Demon Emperor hated not to fight, and gave up a great opportunity to dominate the world for the sake of a woman.

They wanted to tear the woman to pieces.

However, the Demon Emperor regarded her as a treasure, and they could only do it in a hurry.

There was another person in Qingqiu Palace, who heard the news that the Demon Emperor was about to marry Mingyue, and stopped sewing children's clothes with his hands.

Her beautiful eyes were gloomy, but she was stunned, and continued to bury herself in sewing clothes for her son.

Yan Ji said happily: "I made two more clothes for the baby today, I am so happy." ”

Beside her, the children's clothes have become a small mountain.

All kinds of colors, all kinds of styles, all kinds of ages, all kinds of combinations, you name it.

Gong E looked at Yan Ji's beautiful and unparalleled expression with infinite joy, and her heart was full of infinite sympathy.

There is no greater mourning than death.

Perhaps, only when a person's heart is truly dead will it stop asking about another person, right?

When I love you, you are my sky, my earth, and my everything.

When I don't love you, whether you are happy or unhappy is no longer relevant to me.

……

Mingyue followed the Demon Emperor to Qingqiu Palace, and it had been two full days.

Her dormitory was arranged by the Demon Emperor opposite his dormitory.

The interior of the dormitory has been renovated.

The big red wedding dress was hung on the hanger at the head of the bed.

On the bed, the big red quilt, the big red mandarin duck pillow, and even the curtain are also red.

Both the bedside table and the wardrobe have been replaced with bright red, embellished with a pattern of mandarin ducks crossing their necks.

The eyes are full of red, but in Mingyue's eyes, they are full of infinite irony.

Mingyue sat in front of the dresser in a daze, looking at the beautiful face in the mirror.

On that beautiful face, there were two big dark circles under the eyes, showing a little haggard.

Yes, as strong as she is, she hasn't slept well for two nights.

In the past two days, the Demon Emperor has been like a rejuvenated teenager, with a radiant and joyful face on his handsome face.

The Demon Emperor finds all kinds of reasons to come over to accompany her every day.

Talk to her, or, just stay with her, and don't say a word.

The Demon Emperor just looked at her stupidly, smirking and enjoying himself.

This afternoon, the Demon Emperor spent the afternoon in her room.

The Demon Emperor said affectionately, "Fluttershy, we're getting married, and I'm really happy." ”

Mingyue looked at the void in a daze and did not speak.

The Demon Emperor was not annoyed, but continued, "Fluttershy, in our previous life, we were in love, and you died for me. In this life, I must love you well and give you happiness for a lifetime. ”

"When we get married, let's have a few children and live happily together, okay?"

Mingyue said bitterly, "However, I'm not Fluttershy, I don't love you, and I don't remember my past life, I'm sorry." ”

The Demon Emperor said, "Fluttershy, I know, you didn't mean to forget your past life, you must have drunk too much Meng Po soup and forgot about it for the time being. Don't worry, I'll help you remember it slowly. ”

Mingyue took a deep breath and said, "Shui Yanxi, I don't love you, I promised to marry you, just for the sake of the world." I hope you promise me that you will never attack the Terrans again, and you must do it. ”

The Demon Emperor nodded busily, "Fluttershy, don't worry, what the deity promised will definitely be done." I personally boiled peach blossom soup for you, you can eat a little. ”

After the Demon Emperor finished speaking, he got up and went out, and he really brought in a bowl of peach blossom soup with all the color and fragrance.

The Demon Emperor picked up the spoon and personally scooped a spoonful of peach blossom soup to feed her, "Fluttershy, you can taste it, this is your favorite peach blossom soup in your previous life." ”

Mingyue looked at the peach blossom soup, but she couldn't raise her appetite.

Mingyue didn't look over her head and said lightly: "I'm tired and want to rest for a while, you can go." ”

The Demon Emperor held the spoon in his hand, his eyes darkened, put the spoon into the bowl, and said, "Remember to sleep after eating, don't be hungry." ”

The Demon Emperor walked out slowly, thoughtfully helping her close the door.

It was already dark outside, and a cool breeze was blowing in my face, bringing a chill.

The Demon Emperor returned to his dormitory opposite, and was stunned for a while, remembering that the wedding day was approaching, and he couldn't help but laugh stupidly.

Although, Mingyue has always been cold to him, and he loves to take care of him.

The Demon Emperor was not annoyed.

Even if Mingyue doesn't speak, he will talk to himself, have nothing to say, chatter, and look forward to their beautiful time and a good future.

The Demon Emperor smirked for a while, sacrificed the Fuxi Pagoda, which had not been practiced for a long time, and began to cultivate.

At this time, Mingyue looked at the starry sky, and a sadness swelled in her heart.

For the sake of the world, in a hurry, she chose to give up her favorite, and was about to marry someone she didn't love.

But why did her heart ache so much?

She blamed herself for being too cruel to Feng Tingcheng.

Blame yourself for being a Protoss.

Even, she had the idea of regretting her marriage.

Mingyue stood up suddenly, planning to go to the Demon Emperor, wanting to tell him that she was not married.

However, when she reached the door of the dormitory, she stopped hesitantly.

What if after she repented of her marriage, the Demon Emperor once again sent countless demon beasts to attack the human race?

So, what should the people in the world do?

What about billions of living beings?

However, let her really marry the Demon Emperor, how unwilling and reluctant she is.

In addition to unwillingness, there is also a deep painful self-blame.

That was the infinite guilt of Feng Chengcheng.

Mingyue looked at the closed dormitory opposite, the Demon Emperor should be planning to go to bed, or, cultivating inside.

She felt a surge of devastating power.

Among them, there is also a trace of black gas.

This majestic aura actually gave her a sense of familiarity.

That breath, she once felt it when she met Emperor Fuxi on Penglai Immortal Island.

Mingyue stared closely at the dormitory opposite, and her beautiful brows furrowed.

She suddenly thought of her lost Fuxi Tower.

Could it be that the Demon Emperor picked up the Fuxi Tower?

Moreover, he is using the Fuxi Pagoda to cultivate?

Mingyue suddenly realized, no wonder the Demon Emperor's complexion was very poor, and his true qi was disordered, showing signs of going mad.

It turned out that he not only picked up the Fuxi Tower, but also opened it

He began to use the powerful power of Fuxi Tower to improve his demonic power in a short period of time.

Mingyue said secretly: "No, Fuxi Pagoda is an artifact left to me by my father, the power is too rebellious, I must not let the Demon Emperor continue to cultivate, I must find a way to get Fuxi Pagoda back." ”

Mingyue secretly made up her mind and decided to take advantage of the Demon Emperor's cultivation to sneak in and take a look at it and make sure again.

At this time, the moon is as cool as water, the stars are dim, and the sky is dark.

During the Demon Emperor's cultivation, a layer of enchantment was arranged outside the dormitory.

And this layer of enchantment also happens to include the dormitory where Mingyue lives.

The Demon Emperor's room is exuding an endless abundance of aura, which contains infinite demonic power.

Mingyue was basically sure that the Demon Emperor was indeed using the Fuxi Pagoda to cultivate.

The Demon Emperor is now in the devil, and he is going farther and farther on the road of self-destruction.

If the Demon Emperor cultivates to the extreme, his whole person will become crazy and tyrannical, murderous, cruel, and even crazy.

Mingyue will never allow the Demon Emperor to become a murderous and cruel demon and endanger this world.

Mingyue gently pointed at the door of the Demon Emperor, the door slowly opened silently, Mingyue lifted the immortal power and tiptoed in.

In the middle of the room, a small black tower was suspended.

At this time, the tower is surrounded by brilliant lights, and almost the entire room is illuminated with colors, like a seven-colored treasure lamp.

Bursts of aura surged out from the tower, slowly rotating around the tower, filling almost the entire room.

And the Demon Emperor is gone.

Mingyue secretly thought about it, the Demon Emperor must have entered the Fuxi Pagoda to cultivate.

Her father, Emperor Fuxi, once explained to her that her immortal power had not reached the twelfth heaven of the Upper God Realm, and she could not open the Fuxi Pagoda casually.

Then, the Demon Emperor must have forcibly opened the eighth layer of space in Fuxi Pagoda and forcibly absorbed the spiritual power inside.

However, as long as the prohibition of the Fuxi Pagoda is forcibly opened, not only those who use the Fuxi Pagoda to cultivate, but also those who use the Fuxi Pagoda to cultivate will be counterattacked by the anti-heaven power.

Moreover, the power of Fuxi Tower is too strong to forcibly open the gates of hell and bring irreversible disasters to the entire human race.

Mingyue stared anxiously at the Fuxi Tower, thinking about whether it was time to enter the Fuxi Pagoda to take a look, when at this time, the colorful glow fluctuated, and the Demon Emperor suddenly appeared in front of her.

Mingyue wanted to go down to the Emperor Xi, who had taught her the art of concealment, and with a move of her hand, Fuxi Pagoda turned into a speck of dust, which suddenly disappeared between her eyebrows and disappeared.

At the beginning, in order to prevent Fuxi Pagoda from falling into the world, Emperor Fuxi taught Mingyue a secret method.

That is, to conceal the Fuxi Pagoda into the body and become a part of one's own body.

After that, Fuxi Pagoda could no longer appear as an entity.

Unless, Mingyue's immortal power, cultivation is the twelfth heaven extreme of the Supreme God Realm.

Or, Mingyue's life is threatened, and Fuxi Pagoda appears as her body protection artifact.

Fuxi Pagoda finally took it back, and Mingyue relieved herself.

The moment Mingyue retracted the Fuxi Pagoda, the Demon Emperor's body suddenly froze, and there seemed to be a thread in his body that suddenly broke, making him become manic

At this time, the Demon Emperor was disheveled, his face was as pale as paper, under his eyes, there were deep cyan eye bags, his lips were blue, his eyes were blood-red like a ghost, and his whole body exuded a tyrannical and cruel atmosphere.

The Demon Emperor's eyes were a little dull, his face was hideous and terrifying, he stared at Mingyue fiercely, and walked towards Mingyue step by step.

There was a tyrannical aura from his body, which was like destroying the world and being incomparably powerful, and this aura was full of bloody and murderous aura, which made Mingyue feel very uncomfortable.

The current Demon Emperor is very different from the Demon Emperor who is affectionate during the day.

The Demon Emperor of the White Sun is a young man who is pregnant with spring, and a groom who is about to get married.

At this time, the Demon Emperor was like a fierce ghost, and his eyes were full of ruthless killing.

Mingyue looked cautiously at the Demon Emperor, who had already been demonized at this time, and raised his immortal power to the extreme.

The Demon Emperor's blood-red eyes stared at Mingyue viciously, and in a voice colder than ice, he roared gloomily: "Return the Fuxi Pagoda to the deity!" ”

Mingyue was about to turn around and flee, when the figure of the Demon Emperor approached like a ghost, his hand was like lightning, and he pinched her delicate neck.