Although it has entered the winter, the entire Ulcheng has been managed by the temple envoys of the temple at the expense of their powerful combat power to create a scene full of spring and renewal of Vientiane.

The ceremony of marrying the Templar Maiden will take place in a field of flowers.

All the clans and major forces that received the invitation have already rushed to Ulcheng.

Everyone was more curious about what kind of divine ability the realm master was, and he was able to marry the holy daughter of the temple, this was simply a rhythm of one step to the sky!

Some people hurried here because they wanted to spare no effort to build up the temple, some were curious realm masters who rushed to take a look, and some people simply came to see the scene of the wedding of this century so that they could go back and have bragging capital.

In short, the whole Ulcheng has become crowded because of these uninvited or invited families to come.

In the anticipation of everyone, the wedding date came as scheduled......

The ceremony of the wedding period is that the realm lord of the realm comes to the temple with a welcoming procession to welcome the bride and the holy daughter, and during the process, the ceremony will be completed in accordance with the folk customs before leaving for the realm.

When I woke up early in the morning, the whole city was full of clouds and mist, and the flowers and bones bloomed slowly overnight.

The solemn, magnificent and festive music comes from the high holy mountain, and the aftermath is endless, which makes people can't help but feel happy.

Everyone knew that the ceremony was about to begin.

Those with low status can only stay in Ulcheng and watch the ceremony from afar, while those who hold the black dark pattern invitation sent by the realm can use this post to climb the viewing platform of the temple and have a place.

The entire viewing platform is an aerial platform covering an area of 5,000 square meters created by the red-clothed holy envoys with great military power.

Although it is said to be an aerial platform, like a fairyland of solitude in the sky, it is just a wide platform filled in on the east side of the temple, and the platform is shrouded in clouds and mist, and from a distance, it looks as if the entire viewing platform is in mid-air.

But this stroke was enough to shock the crowd who came to watch the ceremony.

One by one, the envoys of the Holy Order, with beautiful postures and refined faces, came out of the temple, all holding trays in their hands, and their clothes fluttering into the air, and only after placing the cups of spiritual fruits on the viewing platform did they lead the guests to enter the table one by one.

At this time, there was an ancient melody of chimes from the temple, and then a row of red-clothed holy envoys carrying flower baskets flew out lightly, and petals of flowers scattered from their jade hands like condensed butter, and they were raised one after another, instantly kicking off the prelude to the wedding.

The guests were all attracted by this pictures, and some even some people no longer greedily ate the rare best spiritual fruits, the elixir and jade liquid, but stood up, looking forward to the temple saintess Luo Baiman, who was wearing a red embroidered trimmed and threaded gold phoenix wedding dress, a gold bead trim, and a red hijab embroidered with smoke gauze satin butterfly love flowers.

Although everyone couldn't really see the true face of the Holy Maiden Luo Baiman in the haze of the smoke veil hijab, from the demeanor of her walking, as well as the dazzling white jade hands of the goddess exposed outside, and the slender and slender snow-white neck, they could imagine how beautiful the temple saint's face was!

When everyone was immersed in the extreme beauty of Luo Baiman's paintings, the hearts of those who didn't know Sikong Fengxuan couldn't help but have a question at the same time: Where is the realm master who can marry the Holy Maiden of the Temple at this time?

Just when everyone's curiosity was rising, suddenly, a man dressed in a crimson round-necked robe, jade treasure leather belt, long black hair neatly tied, wearing a python crown, dark and narrow eyes with a slight coldness, a perfect body, and a graceful man came from the air and stepped into the eyes of the people, caught off guard.

All the people who knew and didn't know Sikong Fengxuan were dazzled by his elegance at this moment, and even forgot about the bride Luo Baiman, who had surprised them just now.

Someone looked at the cold-faced Sikong Fengxuan and couldn't help but murmur: "How can there be such a good-looking man in this world?" ”

Those who didn't know the truth suddenly felt that they had thought of the answer, that is, why a high-ranking temple saint would choose to marry an unknown domain realm master.

Who wouldn't love such a mesmerizing beautiful man?

Luo Baiman tilted her head, her eyes looked at Sikong Fengxuan, who was walking towards her step by step, as if stepping on the tip of her heart.

She waited a thousand years......

couldn't help it, tears filled my eyes, there was bitterness and happiness.

"Holy Maiden, today is your great day, you have to marry happily......" The red-clothed holy envoy who accompanied the envoy heard Luo Baiman's thick nasal voice, as a confidant, she persuaded with all her heart, but she still couldn't help worrying in her heart.

'Although my uncle said that he would not see the saint in accordance with the marriage customs these days, but such a cold uncle, does he really want to marry the saint? ’

And at this time, the Demon King who had been immersed in Luo Baiman's body for a few days was secretly anxious, he was extremely unwilling for Luo Baiman to marry Sikong Fengxuan, if Luo Baiman married Sikong Fengxuan, then wouldn't he have to live under the nose of the killing god day and night?

The Demon King has been waiting, and he has been gambling, he bets that Sikong Fengxuan will not really marry Luo Baiman, but now this scene, this etiquette, this auspicious costume......

And so on, so that the Demon King had to recognize one thing, that is, Sikong Fengxuan, the killing god, was really going to hold a wedding ceremony! This is completely beyond the calculation of the Demon King.

If the Sikong Killing God really married Luo Baiman, wouldn't Luo Baiman lose his mind because of his anger? Isn't that contrary to his plans? Isn't it incompatible? So what's the point of being stupid all this time?

However, although the Demon King was in a hurry, he had no choice at all, and he didn't plan to fight Sikong Feng Xuan to the death now, because he didn't know what the chances of winning were......

Sikong Fengxuan calmly walked in front of Luo Baiman, who was looking at him with admiration and joy, and then stretched out his hand, silently held Luo Baiman's tender hand, and began to walk towards the highest point of the salute platform step by step.

Luo Baiman followed behind Sikong Fengxuan in a daze, walking step by step, at this time she completely forgot the calculations of this world, and was pious in her heart, ready to rush to her happiness with all her heart and body.

After about half a cup of tea, Sikong Fengxuan led Luo Baiman to finally walk through the long viewing platform and came to the front of the ceremony.

Suddenly, Sikong Fengxuan let go of Luo Luo Baiman's hand, stepped forward with a solemn expression and lit the incense candle, looked directly at her and said.

"Let's salute, everyone is in a hurry."

Luo Baiman's eyes were full of light and ecstatic, and she was completely immersed in Sikong Fengxuan's profound gaze.

"Okay." Luo Baiman's voice was as soft as the fog floating around him, and the clouds floating by......

Sikong Fengxuan divided the incense lit in his hand into three and handed them to Luo Baiman, and then the two stepped forward in unison.

When the two stood side by side in front of the desk, Sikong Fengxuan raised the incense in his hand, and when the cigarette curled, his voice was slow but calm without a trace of ups and downs, and even sang a prayer mechanically.

"Zi Tian is thick, all living beings are blessed under the way of heaven, and now I am the only one who will sacrifice the Xuan, and Luo Baiman contract is the marriage contract of God's blessing, and the blood is the evidence......"

Luo Baiman has been looking at Sikong Fengxuan with affection, she couldn't imagine that Sikong Fengxuan would be so good to her, so good that she didn't dare to be confident.

She thought that after waiting for a thousand years, she would be able to look forward to the marriage contract in this life, but what she didn't expect was that now Sikong Fengxuan took her to hold a wedding ceremony that was not a folk custom, but the highest and most rigorous ceremony of inheriting heavenly blessings as a cultivator.

If this God-blessed marriage ceremony is completed, then they will be entangled for the rest of their lives, and unless they are destroyed, they will all find each other.

"Ah Xuan...... I thought that your heart still had to be ......" Luo Baiman's eyes were red, and he choked up to speak.

At this time, the Demon King in Luo Baiman's body was almost choked up and couldn't speak, he was also moved, touched that he had enough patience, and he was about to see the blue sky through the clouds.

Originally, he was still thinking about what Sikong Fengxuan was going to do, but as soon as this ceremony of inheriting heavenly blessings came out, the Demon King was clear.

He couldn't help but look forward to it......

After Luo Baiman and Sikong Fengxuan finished singing the prayer, she also reverently learned the appearance of Sikong Fengxuan and sang the prayer.

After Luo Baiman finished singing the prayer sincerely, Sikong Fengxuan's fingers condensed a blade with a cold air, and he saw him slash the palm of his other hand with the blade expressionlessly.

"Tick-tick-" The red blood flowed out quickly, converging into drops, dripping, floating around him, suspended in the air.

After that, Sikong Fengxuan didn't give Luo Baiman a chance to think, he took Luo Baiman's hand up, and then crossed it down without a trace of pity.

Luo Baiman's blood rushed out quickly, she was a little pained, and her tone and eyes couldn't help but sweep towards Sikong Fengxuan with a hint of resentment: "Ah Xuan, you hurt me." ”

She thought that she would get a few words of comfort from Sikong Fengxuan, but she found that Sikong Fengxuan's eyes were just staring at the blood droplets that were flowing out and floating in the air.

Inexplicably, Luo Baiman felt a little lost in her heart, she suddenly remembered Wu Qiaoyan, the previous Wu Qiaoyan was in front of Sikong Fengxuan, but she only slightly broke a hole the size of a fingernail, and Sikong Fengxuan was so nervous that she hurriedly helped her stop the bleeding.

Luo Baiman shook her head, trying to shake off all the things that disturbed her in her mind, she was comforting herself: Ah Xuan has inherited the marriage of God's blessing with you, so in the next life, in the next life, in the next life...... In the life and life, Ah Xuandu will be completely with you, what more can you ask for? And that Wu Qiaoyan is just a passing moment.

After thinking like this, Luo Baiman's heart was relieved.

In the stands, many guests looked at Sikong Fengxuan with reverence in their eyes, they used to think that Sikong Fengxuan could marry the Holy Maiden of the Temple, it was not enough to rely on an extremely good-looking face, but at this time, they saw the prestige that escaped from Sikong Fengxuan's body, as well as those ancient, cumbersome ceremonies of inheriting heavenly blessings.

The clans knew that only some of the old antiques in the old clans vaguely knew about the ritual, but at this time, they saw that the person in front of them had no sense of condensation in his actions, and his movements were smooth and smooth in one go.

couldn't help but the spectators in the stands began to whisper, talking about Sikong Fengxuan, guessing what kind of capable person he was?

Luo Baiman was also looking at Sikong Fengxuan with full attention, but gradually, she felt that something was wrong, she found that the blood droplets suspended around her body were slowly changing color, and the blood droplets that flowed out of Sikong Fengxuan's body would gradually turn golden, round and rolling, blooming with golden light.

And on her body, it slowly turned into a bumpy black-brown, and even had a rancid smell of dead corpses.

"Ah Xuan, what is this?" Luo Baiman's eyes widened, and she looked at Sikong Fengxuan with some panic in her heart, but found that Sikong Fengxuan's gaze was cold when she met her, and her expression was disgusted!

Then he took out a white handkerchief from his bosom and wiped his hands slowly, as if he had something very filthy in his hands.

And Luo Baiman thought that Sikong Fengxuan's hand had held her hand before......

Suddenly, Luo Baiman's face was as pale as paper, and her figure staggered, and she suddenly took a big step back.