Speak of the devil.

The moment when the two looked at each other.

Cheng Xingqian had already imagined countless ways to die in his mind.

- Break your neck, pierce your dantian with one punch, kill with a sword, and hit your brain with one move......

These were all the ways that he had seen his little junior brother kill opponents or demon beasts.

Hit a blood. Fishy and violent. Efficient, efficient and simple.

When these methods are applied to oneself......

Cheng Xingqian was so frightened that he trembled like an electric shock, and with the fastest speed in his life, he knelt in front of Qi Yue and hugged his thigh.

He quickly opened his mouth and showed his unswerving position and unswerving determination:

"Little junior brother, we've known each other for so long, you believe in me, right, I haven't done anything! I haven't thought about anything either! I absolutely have absolutely no thoughts and thoughts about marrying a little senior sister! ”

Jiang Yanlu spoke at the right time: "The idea of getting married should be possible." ”

"Left and right is to go through a fantasy process, the same as before, it's not really a marriage."

After all, this is the mission of the Illusion.

It's not really a marriage.

Qi Yue's eyes sank, and his sour anger soared.

He just couldn't sit still in the carriage and came along.

Sure enough, they were discussing marriage.

Qi Yue didn't speak, and glanced at Cheng Xingqi with dark eyes.

Cheng Xingqian instantly felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet to his scalp, and goosebumps came out at this moment.

He immediately shook his head into a rattle, crying with a sad face: "Little senior sister, this can't be." ”

And took the initiative to say: "I am willing to give this opportunity to marry to the little junior brother." ”

Qi Yue almost did not hesitate, and immediately followed:

"I agree."

Jiang Yanlu: "............"

Things were briefly deadlocked.

Jiang Yanlu sat helplessly on the chair, holding his cheeks and thinking about countermeasures.

Cheng Xingqian stood in the corner, trying to reduce his sense of presence.

About half an hour passed.

Jiang Yanlu suddenly raised his eyes, his red lips opened slightly, looked at the two people in the box, and said, "I have a brand new idea!" ”

They pricked up their ears and listened.

Jiang Yanlu analyzed:

"The family affair three days later was held for the young valley lord of Broken Sky Valley and the sister of the city lord of Peach Blossom City, and the focus was not on the two people who married in the church, but on the identities of these two people."

"In that case, before you get married, just switch your identities."

"Little junior brother, you will step down from the position of the city lord of Peach Blossom City tomorrow, transfer the identity of the city lord to Senior Brother Xingqi, and let him serve as the city lord of Peach Blossom City."

"Senior Brother Xingqi, you take the little junior brother back to the Broken Sky Valley, let your current father, recognize a new son, and let the little junior brother become the new young valley master of the Broken Sky Valley."

"Your fate is up to you, and we are all involved in the mission of the illusion by reversing our identities horizontally and vertically, the two of you have a stronger sense of belief in the play, and your fists are harder, who dares not to recognize your new identity?"

Cheng Xingqi's eyes widened in shock by Jiang Yanlu's remarks.

His mind was instantly opened.

A whole new way of doing tasks broke into his brain.

"It can still be like this!"

Jiang Yanlu: "The illusion didn't say no. ”

Illusion that can't speak: "......"

The three of them are extremely efficient.

As soon as they hit it off, they moved quickly.

Cheng Xingqian took Qi Yue back to the Broken Sky Valley that night, with some coercion and temptation and force to suppress it, but overnight, the entire people in the Broken Sky Valley recognized Qi Yue's identity as the young valley master.

Not only that, for the sake of rigor, Qi Yue's name in the fantasy world is also on the genealogy of other people, leaving no handles and loopholes.

Not long after that, Cheng Xingqian also successfully obtained the city lord seal of Peach Blossom City, and became the new city lord.

Three days later, the family affair between the Lord of the Broken Sky and the sister of the Lord of Peach Blossom City was held as scheduled.

Qi Yue wore a red wedding robe, sat on a tall horse, and walked to the Broken Sky Valley with the pick-up team.

Joy resounded in the sky, peach blossoms, and falling flowers were colorful.

Jiang Yanlu wore a wedding dress and sat in a wedding sedan chair.

I don't know how long later, she suddenly heard a voice outside: "-The bride has fallen off the sedan chair!" ”

Qi Yue turned over and dismounted, and walked quickly to the sedan chair.

The young man's eyebrows and eyes were sparse, handsome, and his fair and slender hands lifted the red curtain of the sedan chair, looking at the dignified woman sitting inside, wearing a red hijab, and a smile that was difficult to ignore at the corner of his lips.

Even though he knew it was just an illusion, he was still ecstatic.

This is a method that Jiang Yanlu personally came up with to get married with him.

He knew that Jiang Yanlu also wanted to marry him in his heart.

Inside the Joy Hall.

Cheng Xingqi, who was the lord of the valley and now the lord of the city, sat in the same row with his former father with a smile on his face.

He looked at the two people who were gradually approaching, pretended to be old-fashioned, tidied up the hem of his clothes, turned his head to look at the valley master of the Broken Sky Valley, and said with a full sense of anger:

"Congratulations, congratulations!"

The son became a family.

The eyes of the valley lord of the Broken Sky Valley darkened, and he felt like he wanted to die.

But he can't die, he can't even leave this position.

His mission and task is to watch his son and daughter-in-law successfully get married.

The valley master forced out a stiff smile, like a pins and needles, like a thorn in his back.

Cheng Xingqian finished laughing, and then remembered Jiang Yanlu's advice to him.

Although he was the bride's brother, he did not agree to the affair.

So in this worship ceremony, everyone can laugh, but only my brother can't laugh.

His expression couldn't be so happy right now.

Cheng Xingqian retracted the smile on his face, and instantly showed a state of being depressed and depressed.

The Valley Lord of Broken Sky Valley noticed the change in him and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Cheng Xingqi quickly immersed himself in role-playing.

Hearing this, he glanced at the other party, then retracted his gaze indifferently, and said in a strange manner: "Ling Lang is a good means." ”

The valley lord of Broken Sky Valley looked confused: "????? ”

……

The sun shines brightly, and the sunset melts gold.

Jiang Yanlu and Qi Yue walked into the wedding hall together with the wedding belt.

"It's an auspicious time—"

The prime minister stood aside, looked at Jiang Yanlu and Qi Yue, and shouted loudly: "Worship heaven and earth!" ”

The two turned and slowly bent down the door.

The prime minister's voice was raised, and he continued with a smile on his face: "Second worship the high hall!" ”

Jiang Yanlu and Qi Yue turned to Cheng Xingqi and the Valley Lord of Broken Sky Valley, who were sitting in the high hall.

Cheng Xingqian naturally didn't dare to let the two of them really worship him, so he tried to turn to the side and avoided most of his body.

"Husband and wife worship each other!"

Qi Yue faced Jiang Yanlu and bent down solemnly, level with her.

"Licheng-" The concubine beamed with joy, "enter the cave room!" ”

The sound of crackling firecrackers rang out outside the Joy Hall.

Jiang Yanlu and Qi Yue were surrounded by the crowd and walked in the direction of the new house.

She sat on the happy bed, puzzled.

Generally, they get married in the illusion, and after the worship is over, the illusion mission will end.

Why are they now liturgical, and the illusion continues?

(End of chapter)