"If I love you just a moth to a fire, I am willing to try it with my life!"

"If I can only live one with you, I am the one who will die!"

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There are nine hells and eighteen hells in the underworld, but in the depths of the nine hells, there is also a nineteen layers of hell, and here is the darkness that the light can never reach.

At this time, in the dark hell, there were two women, one in a wedding dress like fire, condescending, and the other in black fell to the ground, lazy and charming.

"Tut-tut、、、 look, this is Moyue, the Netherworld Holy Spirit who is high up in the sky and holds the life and death of the Six Realms, why is he so embarrassed?" The beautiful female voice is cold and noble, but the red lips spit out contain the most vicious sarcasm, and the gorgeous phoenix crown is full of pearls and greens, colliding with a pleasant sound.

"Nine Heavens Plain Girl?" Mo Yue, who was paralyzed on the ground, was drunk, and the wine jug in Yang Yang's hand was obviously drunk, but he inadvertently revealed a fatal temptation in his gestures, and said lazily: "Why are you here, did you show off yourself, or did he let you come and make me completely dead." ”

Su Nu squatted down and pinched Mo Yue's face, and two red marks appeared on her blown-out skin: "Holy Spirit, today is my wedding to Han, without your blessing, how boring it should be." ”

"Big wedding? Cold? Mo Yue paused for a long time, as if she had just reacted to what she meant, and said with a smile: "That holy spirit wishes you and that Fenghua Holy Venerable to grow old together and give birth to a noble son early." ”

"Smack." The crisp slap sound resounded in the dark night, the plain girl rubbed her palms, and her eyes burst out with a vicious light: "Moyue, your blessing is too vicious, I live with the cold world, how can I be white-headed, how can we talk about growing old together, we will be happy together for the rest of our lives." ”

Mo Yue's fair cheeks quickly swollen, but she didn't seem to feel anything, she just threw away the wine jug in her hand and sneered: "Yes, since that's the case!" And I will curse you, and I will live and live forever, and I will not die well. ”

Word by word, with an eerie chill, Mo Yue stood up, her eyes as bright as stars in the night sky, hitting people's hearts.

"Slut!" Su Nu was annoyed and angry, and she was about to hit Mo Yue's face again with one palm.

"You really think I wouldn't dare kill you." But in an instant, Mo Yue had already choked the slender neck of the Su Nu, and the Netherworld Fire was burning in her hands, so hot that it was about to incinerate the Nine Heavens Su Nu into ashes, it was the anger of the sky.

But the wild woman suddenly turned into a grievance, and tears rained down: "Holy Spirit, please, let me go, today's wedding, why did you kidnap me here, there is no bride's wedding, it is the face of the Holy Venerable." ”

Mo Yue had seen a lot of this face-changing technique, and she knew that someone was coming, and there was a comforting aura in the air.

Sure enough, Mo Yue only felt that her hands were empty, and the Nine Heavens Plain Girl had been rescued, and without exception, her heart was slapped heavily, almost shattering her internal organs.

"Cold, Holy Spirit She 、、、" The Nine Heavens Plain Girl was like a frightened rabbit, snuggling tightly on the person who came, her eyes were full of tears, and she was pitiful.

Mo Yue looked coldly at the affection between the two.

That man is the person she loves most in her life! Loved for two hundred and thirty-three thousand five hundred and forty-one years and ninety-five days!

Love until her heart is broken, love until she is no longer able to love!

"Fenghua Holy Venerable, don't come unharmed!" Mo Yue disappeared with emotion in her eyes and said indifferently.

She had never seen Mo Han wearing red clothes, it turned out that Fenghua Shengzun, who had always been cold and noble, was also so festive when he wore this fiery red wedding dress, and the handsome face that was perfect without smiling seemed to be a little more joyful, adding a bit of bewitching beauty.

"Don't forget, the fire is in my hands." Mo Han spoke indifferently, never giving a look from beginning to end, as if Mo Yue was just a stranger.

The calmest tone, but the sharpest knife, stabbed Mo Yue to blood.

She staggered back a step, this was a warning, a warning to her, even if the Nine Heavens Plain Girl crushed her into the dust, she would not be able to resist.

Flowing fire, it's her child!

Mo Han left with the "weak" Jiutian plain girl, and the wedding clothes of the two were like the fiercest fire, burning Mo Yue's heart.

A mouthful of crimson blood spurted out and fell to the ground, and beautiful flowers bloomed in the soil in an instant.

Mo Yue smiled, laughing heartily!

More than 200,000 years of love has finally stopped today!

If you don't love, you won't hurt!

I still remember that back then, the two most noble ancient gods of the Six Realms tied the knot, and the whole world celebrated!

The Manju Sahua of the Underworld is in full bloom, like the most gorgeous brocade!

The celestial brocade is a cloud, and the red makeup of the prosperous world is ten miles.

The dragon and phoenix candles are swaying, and the house is full of ambiguous atmosphere.

"Madame!" The man's voice was hoarse, revealing endless lust, and the perfectly contoured red lips whispered softly in the woman's ear.

The woman was dressed in a red wedding dress, the hijab had not yet been lifted, and her slender neck was white and shiny.

"Husband." The woman's onion white fingers were tightly wrapped in the man's large bony hand, and the man's breath was so hot that it almost melted her.

Affectionate and tender!