The Demon King's wedding, a grand event of the Demon Dao.

The Poison God, Mrs. Sanmiao, Bai Suzhen, Jing Wuyuan, the Four Sages of the Demon Palace and other demonic figures with heads and faces basically came to attend Ming Xiaoyang's wedding.

In the past, the solemn and solemn lunar moon hall has been transformed into a place where weddings are held, and dozens of tables are set up to entertain guests from all over the world.

The four sages of the Demon Palace, Jing Wuyuan and others, personally entertained the guests, and the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves, which lasted until nightfall, and the wedding banquet was over.

"Meet the Holy Monarch, meet my sister."

At the end of the wedding banquet, Jing Wuyuan led the crowd to send the guests away, and those who could leave the Demon Palace overnight and returned to their respective nests.

If you can't leave, arrange a room to stay.

When Ming Xiaoyang took Yan Hongye back to the dormitory, he bumped into two charming figures, one was wearing a goose yellow shirt, charming and moving, and the Hehuan faction was tall - a golden bottle; One is dressed in a green dress, delicate and cute, the eldest lady of the Ghost King Sect, Baguio.

When the two girls looked at each other, each other's expressions showed a bit of tacit understanding, and they bowed in unison.

"Why did you suddenly become so polite?" Seeing that Baguio and Jin Bei'er were so polite, the residual drunkenness on Ming Xiaoyang's handsome face disappeared without a trace, "It can't be red snow in the sky, right?" ”

"What did the Holy Monarch say?" Seeing that Ming Xiaoyang was holding Yan Hongye's soft pancreas from beginning to end, a trace of jealousy appeared in a pair of bright beautiful eyes, and there was no complaint in her mouth, "The Holy Monarch now has a mistress in the harem, a concubine and a sister Baguio, how can it continue to be neither big nor small?" ”

"Not really." Baguio opened his mouth and agreed, "Although people haven't married in yet, the marriage has been decided after all, and I hope that Sister Hongye will take care of it in the future." ”

The second daughter seemed to have come to meet the eldest woman, but in her conversation, there was a bit of indescribable sharpness.

"The two sisters are polite." Under the red hijab, Yan Hongye's cold voice came out, "Since I married into the Yin Moon Dynasty, I should share the worries and solve problems for the Holy Monarch and settle the harem." ”

"After that, I will be taken care of by my sister." The golden bottle said as if nothing had happened.

"After the Heavenly Demon Rushes to the Seven Evils, the little girl is about to marry in, and when the time comes, I hope that my sister can take care of my sister." Baguio squeaked in his heart and said softly.

Heavenly Demons Rush the Seven Evils!

Speaking of these five words, Baguio deliberately accentuated his tone.

Falling into Yan Hongye's ears, her jade body trembled slightly, and the worry that had never dissipated in her heart floated again.

"Sister Baguio is serious." Under the red hijab, he secretly took a deep breath, and Yan Hongye barely regained his composure, "The Heavenly Demon Chong Seven Evils once every twenty years, I don't know if Sister Baguio is talking about next year, or twenty years later!" ”

"Hee-hee-hee." When Baguio heard this, he let out a light laugh like a little fox.

"Almost!" Seeing that the three women's verbal swords came to an end, Ming Xiaoyang spoke, "Tonight is the night of candles in the cave room of this Holy Monarch, if you two continue to stay here, be careful of this Holy Monarch's beastly nature, and carry you to bed!" ”

In the end, a handsome cheek was fierce, and he said viciously to the second daughter.

"You!"

"Shameless!"

"Okay!"

As soon as Ming Xiaoyang said this, Baguio's white and tender cheeks were flushed, his teeth were bitten, and he walked away quickly.

Yan Hongye, who has not yet removed the red hijab, is even more under the phoenix crown, scolding.

Only Jin Bei'er, who was born in such a notorious place as the Hehuan Sect, had his eyes shining and exclaimed with interest.

"You!" Seeing that Jin Bei'er was so interested in sleeping with Da Bei, Ming Xiaoyang was defeated by her, "Bottle, you can go down too!" ”

"Otherwise, beware that from now on, this holy monarch will never touch you again, and I want you to be a widow for the rest of your life!"

"What? You're so cruel! Hearing Ming Xiaoyang say this, the golden bottle that eats the marrow and knows the taste jumped up like a kitten that has been stepped on its tail, her cheeks bulged out, she stared at Ming Xiaoyang dissatisfied, and left dejectedly, shouting as she walked.

"Haha." After sending away the indomitable second daughter, Ming Xiaoyang took Yan Hongye's jade hand again, shook his head and chuckled.

"You're so merry!" Yan Hongye complained under the red hijab, "I am sleeping together, and I am not afraid of exhausting you to death?" ”

"It's okay, I'm fine." Ming Xiaoyang didn't seem to hear the coldness in Yan Hongye's tone, and didn't care about it.

Creak!

While talking, the two walked all the way to the front of the new house, the happy hall transformed from the Ming Xiaoyang dormitory, Zhang Hong, hanging colors, and the happy candles were burning.

The two red candles are inlaid with dragon and phoenix patterns, which are very beautiful.

Under the dim light, the new house was warm, and the wordless ambiguity was permeated.

Not!

Lifted the hijab and drank a glass of wine.

Ming Xiaoyang hugged his bride into his arms, and her snow-white cheeks were full of a moving flush, which was beautiful and moving.

On this day, this young girl, who has always been cold and heroic, behaved like a normal girl for the first time.

Kissing the fragrant cherry lips, the two hugged each other tightly.

Eventually, with a whimper, they all lay down on the wide bed.

The mandarin ducks are happy to burn at night, and the spring night is spent in the hibiscus tent.

………………

In the Demon Palace on this side, a wedding is taking place; On the other side, in the Sunrise Mountain City, another wedding is also being held.

With stalking, Ning Caichen finally succeeded in letting his mother and villagers accept Nie Xiaoqian.

Perhaps it was because of the stimulation that was too great, and Aunt Ning, who was originally crazy, gradually sobered up.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

"Second worship high hall!"

"Husband and wife worship each other!"

In the small courtyard where Ning Caichen's family was located, a matchmaker was invited to act as the master of ceremonies and preside over the wedding of Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian.

Nie Xiaoqian, who was wearing simple clothes and a red hijab, held hands with Ning Caichen and bowed down in front of Aunt Ning.

The old haggard cheeks were full of joy, and when he noticed the bride, he felt a little pity.

The son finally got married, but the daughter-in-law was not what he wanted.

But since my son wants it, then accept it like this!

Aunt Ning was a little dissatisfied in her heart, but she still stretched out her hands and helped Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian up from the ground.

"Caichen, from today onwards, you will be an adult." Looking up and down at the baby son in front of her, Aunt Ning said bitterly, "You have to take good care of yourself in the future, as well as Xiaoqian." ”

"Mother, I know."

"Yes, mother." Nie Xiaoqian, who was covered with a red hijab, said, "Don't worry, when I wait until next year, I will definitely give Caichen a big fat boy." ”

"Xiaoqian." Hearing that Nie Xiaoqian was going to give birth to children for herself, Ning Caichen grabbed her jade-like fragrant shoulders and said excitedly.

If it weren't for the wrong occasion, Ning Caichen couldn't wait to talk about his gratitude to Xiaoqian now.

"What a big fat boy, it's better to be a pair of big fat boys!" Seeing this, Aunt Ning interrupted their gaze with a chuckle.

Swish!

A pair of big fat boys!

Halfway through the words, Aunt Ning felt wrong, and her expression changed suddenly.