When Mo Yan was supported by An Lan, he slowly walked into the festive hall.

The first thing that caught my eye was the man in red.

Her beauty is really a demon.

When he is white, he is cold and abstinent.

When he was dressed in red, he was domineering.

No matter when and where, no matter what the occasion, as long as he stands there, he becomes a picture of his own, and it is difficult for people to take their eyes off.

It's no wonder that it provokes so many peach blossoms, and you can't finish pinching it.

Jun Muhan also looked at Mo Yan.

Even though he was wearing a mask on his face and covering most of his expression, the corners of his mouth revealed his good mood at this time.

He walked straight towards her, and then took her hand from An Lan.

There were no complicated etiquette, and there were no noisy guests, but Mo Yan felt very satisfied.

In fact, as long as two people have the same heart, getting married is just a ceremony, so why bother?

Mo Yan's red lips hooked, and he held the man's slender big hand tightly with his backhand.

The moment he held it, Mo Yan's eyes suddenly went into a slight trance.

It seems that a long, long time ago, there was also a man like this holding his hand.

There was an unwarranted pain in my heart, but it disappeared again.

Mo Yan froze, she knew that this was not an illusion, it was likely to be a scene from her previous life.

She didn't forget that Jun Muhan had said that on the wedding day of her previous life, it was Jun Muhan of Shaohao who killed her with his own hands and refined her flesh and blood and strength into blades.

Mo Yan's eyebrows twisted slightly.

She didn't know why this image suddenly appeared in her mind.

"What's wrong?" Jun Muhan, who was always paying attention to Mo Yan, keenly noticed the abnormality, and his breath sank.

Mo Yan glanced at the nervous man, and his red lips hooked again, "I was fascinated by you, and I flashed for a while." ”

Jun Muhan: "......"

Although he was speechless, the curvature of the corners of the mouth of a certain emperor who did not admit that he was provoked still unconsciously deepened by two points.

Mo Yan's words made everyone in the hall look different.

The four secret guards were naturally happy for Mo Yan, but except for Hua Hongfei and An Lan, the others in the Dark Pavilion looked a little dumbfounded.

No one expected that this girl from Qianxia Hall would be so arrogant.

Hua Hongfei cleared his throat and said loudly: "The hour is almost up, let's start." ”

can be the officiant of an emperor, Hua Hongfei feels that he still has a lot of face.

And today is also the happiest day for him in the past few years.

The ink girl is finally getting married.

The pavilion is mainly in the heavens, you must be very happy, right?

The spiritual power in Hua Hongfei's hand was secretly condensed, and he saw a flash of brilliance, and a purple jade stone suddenly appeared on the table placed in the center of the hall.

This is the Purple Flame Glazed Stone, which is the holy relic of the Dark Pavilion, and it is also the treasure handed down by the Mo family.

In the Apocalypse Continent, there is an unwritten rule.

Whether it is a nobleman or a commoner, on the day of marriage, the husband and wife must make a blood contract with the holy relics in the family or clan to show their sincerity, and swear to the spirit god that they will never leave this life. Therefore, once the men and women of the Apocalypse Continent get married, it means that they can never turn their backs on each other, otherwise they will be punished by the spirit gods.

Mo Yan only learned this information from Hua Hongfei not long ago.

She didn't know that the so-called eldest brother in her previous life was so lenient and actually managed the loyalty of the people of this continent to marriage.

And it was precisely because of this information that she had this plan.

However, the plan is the plan, and the blood oath is true.

After all, it is mainly to appease this man, and it is incidental to find out the person behind the scenes.

Otherwise, her beautiful woman will be fried.

"Now you don't have a chance to regret it."

In a distraction, the man's sexy and sultry voice sounded, but the tone could not be refused.

Then, he grabbed her hand, and the spiritual power between his fingers became a blade, and he wanted to cut it down.

ps: Normal updates will begin tomorrow, the update time is 20:00 in the evening, thank you for your support.