After Xiyue said this, Wan Lai was silent.

The heroine, who is about to get married today, actually had a private meeting with a little god in the god world last night, and it is not difficult to see from the expression and behavior of this little god that the relationship between the two of them must be extraordinary.

Lan Yao was cold, dressed in a luxurious red wedding dress, and she saw through the corner of the red hijab that her white wrist was firmly grasped by Xi Yue, and the wrist was already red from scratching, and her fingers were printed on it.

"Xiyue, stop messing around." Mengxiao's fingers flipped over, and a feather fan appeared in his hand, and he gently pushed Xiyue's body out.

Seeing that Xiyue had been pushed away by the gods, the divine soldiers hurriedly rushed forward and isolated him with weapons.

"Mengxiao, what do you mean I don't want to make trouble? Do you know what your lady told me last night? Do something? She said that she loves me most in this life, and marrying you is just because of your prominent status! Last night we had a romantic night, in the wing room of your side hall! Xiyue was pushed away, unable to get close to Lan Yao again. But he was so angry that he told everything, and his pale face looked even more sad at the moment, and the tears seemed to be dripping blood.

Tick-tock, falling on the tip of his heart.

Last night, the woman who was in love with him was so sweet, calling for his life again and again, and I couldn't wait to integrate into his bone marrow.

Who would have thought that today she would marry Mengxiao in the blink of an eye, and she never gave him even a look or a word of charity.

He doesn't want to be able to live with her, he just wants him to have a place in a corner of her heart.

But he waited left and right in the main hall, but he didn't see this woman come to him at all, even if it was an apology.

He willingly stood behind her.

Why? Why did this woman play with his flesh and his feelings, but she had no guilt, and when she saw him coming, her body did not move a bit.

Feng Qing and the others who were sitting below to watch the ceremony looked at each other, who was this Xiyue, why didn't they have any impression at all?

When the Emperor of Heaven saw this embarrassing scene, his eyes were dyed with a layer of schadenfreude, and the speed of knocking melon seeds on his mouth was faster, and he even stuffed the melon seeds to Ji Xuansheng one by one, and beckoned: "Eat melons, eat melons." ”

Ji Xuansheng frowned, and subconsciously swallowed melon seeds.

This kid dares to be unfavorable to his master, don't blame him for being polite!

Ji Xuansheng looked viciously in the direction of Xiyue.

However, more people looked at Lan Yao with suspicious eyes, after all, she had never said a word, so she didn't dare to speak.

"Xiyue, my lady wouldn't say such a thing." Mengxiao's tone was very gentle, and the softness in his eyes was even worse, the wind came and blew one or two strands of broken hair on his face, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Meng Xiao smiled like the wind in March, but it made people shudder.

"No, huh." Xiyue snorted coldly, and his little face was miserable. Suddenly, with a fierce force, he tore open the robe on his chest, and countless kiss marks showed his collarbone and his chest. He raised his hand and asked, "What are these?" ”

The cold wind swept in the snow and ice, freezing the hall as if it were in winter.

Qian Ning, who was sitting among the gods, couldn't sit still any longer, her body turned into a light, but in an instant, it was in front of Xiyue, she took off her cloak and draped it on Xiyue, slowly and gently.

"Xiyue, don't cry, my sister is in charge for you." Qianning whispered comfort in Xiyue's ear, and she rubbed Xiyue's silky hair and gave him a warm smile.

Then she turned her head slowly, there was no smile on her face, and her eyes swept over the gods who were holding weapons.

With just one look, the originally aggressive divine soldiers withdrew their weapons, but they did not dare to move a single bit, so as not to blow the face of the gods and not embarrass the saint.

"Lan Yao, in vain I and you Jinlan have formed a righteous relationship, you treat my own brother like this! Today, you must give him an explanation! ”

Qian Ning spoke, her tone was extremely unkind, and her eyes were a little cold when she looked at Lan Yao.

"Qianning." Lan Yao, who had never spoken, finally spoke, her tone was cold, she stretched out her slender fingers and was about to uncover the red hijab on her head, but Meng Xiao stopped, he hugged Lan Yao into his arms, patted Lan Yao's back softly with his palm, and said softly: "There is me." ”

"Holy Maiden, you can hold this priesthood, I believe that you are also a clear distinction between public and private, and there will be no bias." Mengxiao's tone said gently, and without waiting for Qian Ning to speak, he let the feather fan shake in the air a few times, and a phantom appeared in the sky above the main hall.

"What is this?"

"It is said that the gods of the past would set up 'real memories' around the palace to prevent the temple from being broken into by others without any traces."

"What is 'real memory'?"

"'Memory' is a kind of thing similar to the memory function, it can record everything that happened inside and outside the palace where the god lives, as long as the god wants, he can intercept a certain record at will and take it out to watch."

The gods turned their heads to each other and talked about the sudden appearance. It wasn't until the "know-it-all" opened his mouth to answer everyone's questions that everyone suddenly realized.

It turns out that the phantom cast by the gods is not a dream of nothingness, but a real past.

All the people in the hall looked at the apparition.

I saw that the location displayed by the phantom was the side courtyard where Xiyue and Xiao Caier lived.

The melon seeds were stuffed into Ji Xuansheng, and he also greeted: "Eat melons, eat melons." ”

Ji Xuansheng frowned, and subconsciously swallowed melon seeds.

This kid dares to be unfavorable to his master, don't blame him for being polite!

Ji Xuansheng looked viciously in the direction of Xiyue.

However, more people looked at Lan Yao with suspicious eyes, after all, she had never said a word, so she didn't dare to speak.

"Xiyue, my lady wouldn't say such a thing." Mengxiao's tone was very gentle, and the softness in his eyes was even worse, the wind came and blew one or two strands of broken hair on his face, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Meng Xiao smiled like the wind in March, but it made people shudder.

"No, huh." Xiyue snorted coldly, and his little face was miserable. Suddenly, with a fierce force, he tore open the robe on his chest, and countless kiss marks showed his collarbone and his chest. He raised his hand and asked, "What are these?" ”

The cold wind swept in the snow and ice, freezing the hall as if it were in winter.

Qian Ning, who was sitting among the gods, couldn't sit still any longer, her body turned into a light, but in an instant, it was in front of Xiyue, she took off her cloak and draped it on Xiyue, slowly and gently.

"Xiyue, don't cry, my sister is in charge for you." Qianning whispered comfort in Xiyue's ear, and she rubbed Xiyue's silky hair and gave him a warm smile.

Then she turned her head slowly, there was no smile on her face, and her eyes swept over the gods who were holding weapons.

With just one look, the originally aggressive divine soldiers withdrew their weapons, but they did not dare to move a single bit, so as not to blow the face of the gods and not embarrass the saint.

"Lan Yao, in vain I and you Jinlan have formed a righteous relationship, you treat my own brother like this! Today, you must give him an explanation! ”

Qian Ning spoke, her tone was extremely unkind, and her eyes were a little cold when she looked at Lan Yao.

"Qianning." Lan Yao, who had never spoken, finally spoke, her tone was cold, she stretched out her slender fingers and was about to uncover the red hijab on her head, but Meng Xiao stopped, he hugged Lan Yao into his arms, patted Lan Yao's back softly with his palm, and said softly: "There is me." ”

"Holy Maiden, you can hold this priesthood, I believe that you are also a clear distinction between public and private, and there will be no bias." Mengxiao's tone said gently, and without waiting for Qian Ning to speak, he let the feather fan shake in the air a few times, and a phantom appeared in the sky above the main hall.

"What is this?"

"It is said that the gods of the past would set up 'real memories' around the palace to prevent the temple from being broken into by others without any traces."

"What is 'real memory'?"

"'Memory' is a kind of thing similar to the memory function, it can record everything that happened inside and outside the palace where the god lives, as long as the god wants, he can intercept a certain record at will and take it out to watch."

The gods turned their heads to each other and talked about the sudden appearance. It wasn't until the "know-it-all" opened his mouth to answer everyone's questions that everyone suddenly realized.

It turns out that the phantom cast by the gods is not a dream of nothingness, but a real past.

All the people in the hall looked at the apparition.

I saw that the location displayed by the phantom was the side courtyard where Xiyue and Xiao Caier lived. The melon seeds were stuffed into Ji Xuansheng, and he also greeted: "Eat melons, eat melons." ”

Ji Xuansheng frowned, and subconsciously swallowed melon seeds.

This kid dares to be unfavorable to his master, don't blame him for being polite!

Ji Xuansheng looked viciously in the direction of Xiyue.

However, more people looked at Lan Yao with suspicious eyes, after all, she had never said a word, so she didn't dare to speak.

"Xiyue, my lady wouldn't say such a thing." Mengxiao's tone was very gentle, and the softness in his eyes was even worse, the wind came and blew one or two strands of broken hair on his face, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Meng Xiao smiled like the wind in March, but it made people shudder.

"No, huh." Xiyue snorted coldly, and his little face was miserable. Suddenly, with a fierce force, he tore open the robe on his chest, and countless kiss marks showed his collarbone and his chest. He raised his hand and asked, "What are these?" ”

The cold wind swept in the snow and ice, freezing the hall as if it were in winter.

Qian Ning, who was sitting among the gods, couldn't sit still any longer, her body turned into a light, but in an instant, it was in front of Xiyue, she took off her cloak and draped it on Xiyue, slowly and gently.

"Xiyue, don't cry, my sister is in charge for you." Qianning whispered comfort in Xiyue's ear, and she rubbed Xiyue's silky hair and gave him a warm smile.

Then she turned her head slowly, there was no smile on her face, and her eyes swept over the gods who were holding weapons.

With just one look, the originally aggressive divine soldiers withdrew their weapons, but they did not dare to move a single bit, so as not to blow the face of the gods and not embarrass the saint.

"Lan Yao, in vain I and you Jinlan have formed a righteous relationship, you treat my own brother like this! Today, you must give him an explanation! ”