On the day of the wedding, the sky was clear and the weather was surprisingly good.

I don't know if it's like this, or if someone deliberately did it and cast a spell. The clouds in the sky can't hide the blue of the blue wash by wisps, echoing with the green mountains in the distance, like an upside-down landscape painting.

Le Wuwu took Le Yao's hand, wore a colorful feather suit, and walked out of the main hall slowly, and what was waiting for her in front of her was His Royal Highness who had changed his cold expression.

Jun Qiye looked at the girl under the colorful feather coat with a smile on the corner of her mouth, a pair of bright and longing eyes that leaked from the gap in the thin gold chain veil on her face.

He thought it was a pair of eyes that he hoped for.

He had been looking forward to a pair of eyes for hundreds of years.

I still remember that he was looking forward to seeing her under the golden veil and go to the banquet with him. But the auspicious time has passed, and what she is waiting for is her carrying the spirit slaying sword, dressed in a red power suit like a red lotus karmic fire, smashing all the tables in front of her.

And he could only stand there in a daze, watching her come in anger, and drift away after being angry, without looking at him the whole time.

And now, she put on a wedding dress for him, so obediently and obediently. He didn't know how to describe his feelings. Although I also know that I feel a little guilty for deceiving her, I am still happy.

He began to plan silently in his heart, how to hide her from other things, so as not to bother her.

The Protoss can't do it, the Demon Race can't do it, and Jun Jiuye can't do it.

Even though he desperately hoped to take her back to the divine realm directly, according to tradition, the monarch's wedding still needed to drive the clouds around the main mountain for a week in order to be blessed by the heavens, he still raised his hand to take her hand, carefully helped her to climb the auspicious clouds, and said softly, "Wait for you to come back." After that, he reluctantly let go of his hand.

Finally, this century-old mountain ushered in its grandest time. The mountains are full of fairy grass and spirit trees, lush and green. And between the branches, hanging colorful veils, like a rainbow after the rain, with mist moving with the wind, looking up from the mountain gate, winding to the edge of the sky to form a colorful heavenly road.

But all this is not the case in the eyes of Le Wuwu.

The gray washed is bright gray, the fluttering tulle is like everything that has happened recently, everything in this world is like this, you seem to be bright and clear, bright and bright, but in fact it is just a false tulle behind the hidden haze.

And what she did today, I am afraid that she will tear off the veil and expose everything that is hidden.

She tore off the colorful phoenix feathers on her clothes one by one, like a butterfly tearing open a cocoon, untying every trace of her own restraints little by little. The smile on Le Wuwu's face was so heartfelt, she was free, and she no longer had to think about position, responsibility, life and death.

The scattered feathers fluttered in the wind, shimmering in the sunlight. And she, walking on the starlight, towards the tomorrow of her dreams.

The smell of freedom wafts through the air.

On the swaggering mountain, in front of the Shuyun Pavilion, the crowd is crowded.

Only this famous water god can have such a face, so that many immortals from three mountains, six caves and seven rivers have come to the gate of this Lejia several times. In the past, when they came, they were reluctant and disdainful. And now everyone is beaming, as if they are married to their own daughter.

Le Yun and the Le family siblings were standing on the stage, staring at the ugly faces of the immortals below.

"It's all three incense, why haven't you come back?" Le Yun turned his head slightly and asked Le Yao in a low voice.

"It stands to reason that the third incense stick is halfway through the burning, and the female monarch should return. Don't something happen? Le Yao was suspicious, and an idea popped up. But with a glance at Yaoshang Xianjun and Yuanyang Xianjun, who were sitting there uncomfortably in the corner, unable to eat, and unable to leave if they wanted to, they gave up that idea again. The Lord of the Water God is still there, and they should not have the courage to assassinate the female monarch at this time.

"It's weird." Le Yun muttered. Suddenly remembered that when he went to the ordination hall the day before, Le Wuwu not only kowtowed to his parents, but also insisted that he sit on the upper seat, handed him the divine decree he had invited from the water god, and respectfully kowtowed three times. remembered the farewell words she said at the time, and the doubts in my heart were even worse.

Yesterday, Le Wuwu knelt there, and tears splashed on the green bricks on the ground, becoming a pattern of small flowers. While crying, he said: "Don't worry about going, I don't know when I can return." A kowtow, Uncle Xie was blessed in front of the battle. Two kowtows, thank Uncle Xie for his century-old assistance. Three kowtows, thank Uncle Xie for the grace of this life. I don't know when I will return, and I hope my uncle will cherish it. ”

He really thought that she was just reluctant at the time, but now in this situation, I am afraid that there are other plans.

"Worry-free?" Jun Qiye, who had just finished dealing with a wave in front, also sensed that something was wrong.

The three of them were startled, and they all knelt and shook their heads.

Jun Qiye seemed to suddenly realize something, and in the blink of an eye, he flashed in front of Yao Shang.

Yao Shang, who was drinking wine with self-pity, didn't realize what was going on for a while, was slightly surprised, and said, "Your Majesty? ”

"What about Xiao Boran?"

"What?"

"The deity asks you what about Xiao Boran?" As he spoke, he raised his hand and choked the neck of Yuanyang Immortal Monarch Xiao Zhongliang with divine power. For a while, Xiao Zhongliang's face turned red, and everyone was panicked, and they knelt on the ground one after another, wondering why this god was like this on a happy day.

"Little, little fairy, no, I don't know. Since the last time Zhaoyao Mountain cast a spell, it was convenient for him to cut off the relationship, and Xiaoxian never saw the rebel again. ”

Jun Qiye turned his head and asked Le Yun in a low voice, "Did she escape?" It sounded like a question, but it was a total affirmative.

Seeing that Le Yun was silent, Jun Qiye bit her lip, but she still didn't do what he wanted.

In these two banquets, she smashed once and escaped once.

With a wave of his wrist, he saw Xiao Zhongliang smashing into the wine table where Yao Shang was sitting before like an arrow from a string, and the scene was very chaotic for a while.

"Get him back!"

"Is the king talking about the rebel son or the female monarch?" Yao Shang didn't dare to raise his head and muttered.

Jun Qiye glared at her fiercely, turned around and said loudly to the immortals: "The female monarch is unwell, so she went back to the courtyard to rest earlier." Today's feast will be put to rest for the time being. With that, he brushed his sleeves and left.

He looked at the divine decree that he had just written yesterday appointing Le Yao as the temporary female monarch and promising the ascension of the three of them, and clenched his fists in his sleeves.

He was tricked by her again.

However, he will look forward to it again and again.

Xiao Boran, Jun Jiuye! This time, the deity will definitely not lose to you again.

"Ahem." Jun Qiye looked at the red gold on his hand but there were a few wisps of black blood, and sneered.

Sure enough, you can't get distracted.

The engagement banquet of the divine realm was smashed by her, and today's wedding banquet was smashed by herself.

The Divine Realm? Engagement reception?

He suddenly remembered something, twisted a trick and came to the Peach Blossom Pavilion.

"You're old."

Hearing this, Yue Lao was lying in a rocking chair, basking in the sun with his eyes closed. Hearing the voice, he raised his eyes slightly, and at a glance he recognized that this was His Royal Highness the Water God of the God Realm, but he still pretended not to know and said, "You are?" ”

"I really don't remember the deity?"

"Seeing that the Venerable is full of divine power, I'm afraid it's not the envoy of the upper realm? The little old man's nether realm has washed away his memory, and he really doesn't know who the Venerable is? Do we know each other? ”

Jun Qiye didn't answer, but instead asked, "Why didn't you come to the wedding banquet of the deity?" That tone didn't mean half an invitation.

"Little Lao'er has long stopped asking about the world, and lives in this corner of the Peach Blossom Pavilion. I can't join in the excitement when I'm older. ”

"Do you not want to join in the fun, or do you think the deity is unworthy?" Jun Qiye's tone became colder and colder, and the Peach Blossom Pavilion, which was like spring all year round, was like an instant cold winter.

Yue Lao slowly got up and looked at the god in front of him who had some red and bloody eyes in his eyes, and did not answer.

"I should have thought of it. From the first time she mentioned the long night, she should have thought of it, from the fact that she liked the peach blossom drunk. In the divine realm, you ruined the engagement banquet of the deity with a virtual peach tree! Now besides you, who else in this cloud is so capable! How can a low-ranking god monarch who is just a heavy heaven think that he can influence the divine law! ”

Jun Qiye waved his hand was a killing move, and Yue Lao dodged it. But the white jade pillar of the Peach Blossom Pavilion behind him was not so lucky, and it was broken into stones for a while, and even the building shook a little.

"Your Highness the Water God, if such a blatant killing of the gods is known by the above, I'm afraid it will be inappropriate." Yue Lao said sharply.

"Killing gods? Hehe. From the day you went to the lower realm, your life and death god realm would no longer be concerned. If you hadn't run fast back then, you would have died in Sendai a long time ago, and you would not have survived to this day. With that, he sealed his hands, twisted a trick, and continued: "Today, killing you is like crushing an ant. It's just a waste god, and the deity hasn't been put in his eyes yet. ”

When Yue Lao saw the seal in Jun Qiye's hand, he was a little strange but couldn't remember what kind of spell it was. Subconsciously, I don't think it's like an orthodox divine art, but with some demon domineering. Ninety-nine eighty-one, the strength of this first thunder can split the immortal level of people into a god-like annihilation, if all the splits are completed, it is when the divine power is abundant, it will also return to chaos. For a while, the sky thundered, and the original clear sky instantly transformed into a dark cloud. After all, it was the Divine Monarch who cast the spell, and the thickness of the cloud and the day Yao Shang punished Xiao Boran were completely incomparable.

"Old Yue, the deity will give you one last chance! Hand over the tree! Tell the deity where Xuanshuang has gone, and where Xiao Boran has gone! Otherwise. The seal on his hand quickly changed, and suddenly the thunder shook like a drum, and eighty-one heavenly thunders remembered at the same time.

"Lord Water God, Little God will say it again. The little god doesn't know. ”

"Hmph, you don't know. If you don't know how Xuan Shuang understood what feelings were so young back then? In this lower realm, why did you deceive the deity to escape marriage? ”

"The gods don't believe in the true love law, and the little gods can't do anything. It can only be said that the reincarnation of heaven is difficult to separate from lovers! ”

"Hehe, there is a lover. What a lover. The deity wants to see if the lover in your mouth can save your life. ”

Ninety-nine eighty-one heavenly thunder descended in unison, and in an instant, the ink-like sky suddenly brightened as day, and the peach blossom pavilion full of spring was razed to the ground, and no longer found half a point of vitality.