After Qianning took Xiyue away, the whole banquet returned to its original liveliness, and the crowd was buzzing.

The master of ceremonies was about to restart the ceremony, but saw Mengxiao's eyes fluttering over and stopped him.

The gods looked at Meng Xiao suspiciously, he stood on top of the hall with Lan Yao in his arms, the wind blew his sleeve robe, the corners of his mouth smiled, his eyes were slightly raised, and his peach blossom eyes were intoxicating.

With this smile, the cacophony gradually dissipated.

This is it, he gently pulled open the delicate lips, and he said in a calm tone: "Lan Yao Shangxian is the only woman I have recognized in my life, if any of you have any doubts about her, then don't blame me for being polite." ”

Such a gentle expression, but his words made the hearts of the gods tremble slightly.

It was the first time that the gods had said such heavy words, for the sake of the woman in front of them.

"Yes." The gods opened their mouths in unison, just now they had offended Lan Yao's words, and it was natural that Meng Xiao would be angry.

"The ceremony begins—" The Master of Ceremonies received the command, his voice high and penetrating, spreading throughout every corner of the hall.

Mengxiao turned his face sideways to look at Lan Yao wearing a red hijab, his eyes softened, the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising, his hand was withdrawn from Lan Yao's thin waist, and then he took her soft and boneless fingers, he said gently: "Xiaoxiao, please believe me." ”

The fragrance of peach blossoms came slowly, and the wind almost lifted the hijab on Lan Yao's head, and at that moment, Meng Xiao saw those eyes full of love, and his heart was even softer.

"Up-" The voice of the master of ceremonies sounded, and I saw that the road under Lan Yao and Mengxiao's feet suddenly turned into a gorgeous and colorful peach blossom, and the peach blossoms slowly converged, slowly piling up into beautiful steps with their steps.

They stepped on the peach blossom steps, step by step, slowly but seriously upward.

From the first step, with each step, the master of ceremonies said a blessing, and one blessing echoed above the main hall, and everyone stared at their steps.

Finally, when the two of them stepped on the hundredth step, the vine suddenly extended into two thrones, and the peach blossoms bloomed on the seats, and Meng Xiao led Lan Yao to sit on the throne, and then returned to the seat by himself, they were still sitting in the air at the moment, surrounded by words and fairy spirits.

Suddenly, there was a phoenix chirping in the sky above the hall, a snow-colored nine-tailed phoenix seemed to come from nothingness, it lingered around Lan Yao and Mengxiao and the two people were constantly rotating, its water-blue eyes flashed with glazed light, this snow-colored nine-tailed phoenix was completely different from the one in the fairy forest.

With each flick of its wings, countless ice crystals slowly fall, as if it were raining diamonds.

"Look, that's the true body of the Queen of God!"

"Oh my God, this is so beautiful, every piece of this transparent feather is glowing!"

"Yes, yes, the gods are peach blossoms, so the steps to the road to happiness are all made of peach blossoms, we knew that the queen of the gods was a phoenix for a long time, but we didn't expect it to be such a beautiful phoenix!"

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Meng Xiao raised his eyes to reach out to the snow-colored phoenix, only to see that it seemed to understand the love in Meng Xiao's eyes and winked at him.

Suddenly, it flew straight into the sky towards that higher place, and when it returned, it had a crystal crown on its red beak, and it vibrated its wings and approached Lan Yao, and when it approached Lan Yao, I saw the red hijab on the top of Lan Yao's head naturally falling, and the beautiful and stupid face appeared in front of everyone.

Her skin was as translucent as white porcelain, her inky black eyes shone with a watery light, her eyebrows were crooked, her bright red lips were like poppie flowers, and she was full of cold breath, and her crimson and silky hair was spread out, and her gestures were full of Yuya.

Everyone present had just seen the phantom, and the woman in the picture obviously had the same face as her, but she didn't have half of her bearing.

I'm afraid that only a little god like Xiyue who is obsessed with love can't tell the difference between the two of them, or maybe he actually knew it from the beginning, but he has been deceiving himself and indulging in that illusory dream.

The phoenix hovering in the air gently placed the crown on Lan Yao's head, and then danced around her.

I only saw that the moment the crown was put on, her body was faintly covered with a halo, and her appearance looked even more beautiful, but with a little hazy beauty.

And the throne vine beside Mengxiao suddenly stretched out of the branch, and a glowing ring lay peacefully in the center of the branch, Mengxiao took the ring, and said softly: "Come, die, your finger." ”

Lan Yao slowly stretched out her fingertips, and the ring slowly slipped into her slender fingers, just the right size.

The moment the ring was put in, the phoenix fluttering, the vine throne, and the peach blossom steps disappeared without a trace, Lan Yao felt that she had lost her center of gravity without being ready, her body kept falling, and the wind whistling in her ears blew, and her cheeks were slightly painful.

Mengxiao knew that this would be the case from the beginning, he caught up with Lan Yao at a very fast speed, firmly protecting her on his chest, he gracefully carried Lan Yao to the ground steadily, and at the moment of landing, a phoenix mark fell on his left chest.

This is Licheng, from now on, you have me, I have you.

If Lan Yao encounters half a point of danger, he can sense it at the fastest moment, and if Mengxiao leaves his heart, the mark on his chest will turn back to red and hot, burning his skin, so that he will never forget the promise he made.

In fact, this mark, as Meng Xiao raised his eyes to the snow-colored phoenix, only to see that it seemed to understand the love in Meng Xiao's eyes, and winked at him.

Suddenly, it flew straight into the sky towards that higher place, and when it returned, it had a crystal crown on its red beak, and it vibrated its wings and approached Lan Yao, and when it approached Lan Yao, I saw the red hijab on the top of Lan Yao's head naturally falling, and the beautiful and stupid face appeared in front of everyone.

Her skin was as translucent as white porcelain, her inky black eyes shone with a watery light, her eyebrows were crooked, her bright red lips were like poppie flowers, and she was full of cold breath, and her crimson and silky hair was spread out, and her gestures were full of Yuya.

Everyone present had just seen the phantom, and the woman in the picture obviously had the same face as her, but she didn't have half of her bearing.

I'm afraid that only a little god like Xiyue who is obsessed with love can't tell the difference between the two of them, or maybe he actually knew it from the beginning, but he has been deceiving himself and indulging in that illusory dream.

The phoenix hovering in the air gently placed the crown on Lan Yao's head, and then danced around her.

I only saw that the moment the crown was put on, her body was faintly covered with a halo, and her appearance looked even more beautiful, but with a little hazy beauty.

And the throne vine beside Mengxiao suddenly stretched out of the branch, and a glowing ring lay peacefully in the center of the branch, Mengxiao took the ring, and said softly: "Come, die, your finger." ”

Lan Yao slowly stretched out her fingertips, and the ring slowly slipped into her slender fingers, just the right size.

The moment the ring was put in, the phoenix fluttering, the vine throne, and the peach blossom steps disappeared without a trace, Lan Yao felt that she had lost her center of gravity without being ready, her body kept falling, and the wind whistling in her ears blew, and her cheeks were slightly painful.

Mengxiao knew that this would be the case from the beginning, he caught up with Lan Yao at a very fast speed, firmly protecting her on his chest, he gracefully carried Lan Yao to the ground steadily, and at the moment of landing, a phoenix mark fell on his left chest.

This is Licheng, from now on, you have me, I have you.

If Lan Yao encounters half a point of danger, he can sense it at the fastest moment, and if Mengxiao leaves his heart, the mark on his chest will turn back to red and hot, burning his skin, so that he will never forget the promise he made.

In fact, this mark, as Mengxiao raised his eyes to the snow-colored phoenix, only to see that it seemed to understand the love in Mengxiao's eyes, and winked at him.

Suddenly, it flew straight into the sky towards that higher place, and when it returned, it had a crystal crown on its red beak, and it vibrated its wings and approached Lan Yao, and when it approached Lan Yao, I saw the red hijab on the top of Lan Yao's head naturally falling, and the beautiful and stupid face appeared in front of everyone.

Her skin was as translucent as white porcelain, her inky black eyes shone with a watery light, her eyebrows were crooked, her bright red lips were like poppie flowers, and she was full of cold breath, and her crimson and silky hair was spread out, and her gestures were full of Yuya.

Everyone present had just seen the phantom, and the woman in the picture obviously had the same face as her, but she didn't have half of her bearing.

I'm afraid that only a little god like Xiyue who is obsessed with love can't tell the difference between the two of them, or maybe he actually knew it from the beginning, but he has been deceiving himself and indulging in that illusory dream.

The phoenix hovering in the air gently placed the crown on Lan Yao's head, and then danced around her.

I only saw that the moment the crown was put on, her body was faintly covered with a halo, and her appearance looked even more beautiful, but with a little hazy beauty.

And the throne vine beside Mengxiao suddenly stretched out of the branch, and a glowing ring lay peacefully in the center of the branch, Mengxiao took the ring, and said softly: "Come, die, your finger." ”

Lan Yao slowly stretched out her fingertips, and the ring slowly slipped into her slender fingers, just the right size.

The moment the ring was put in, the phoenix fluttering, the vine throne, and the peach blossom steps disappeared without a trace, Lan Yao felt that she had lost her center of gravity without being ready, her body kept falling, and the wind whistling in her ears blew, and her cheeks were slightly painful.

Mengxiao knew that this would be the case from the beginning, he caught up with Lan Yao at a very fast speed, firmly protecting her on his chest, he gracefully carried Lan Yao to the ground steadily, and at the moment of landing, a phoenix mark fell on his left chest.

This is Licheng, from now on, you have me, I have you.

If Lan Yao encounters half a point of danger, he can perceive it at the fastest moment, and if Meng Xiao leaves his heart, the mark on his chest turns back to red and hot, burning his skin, making him