Mo Yinxing's palace has set a rule in the past, and no one is allowed to trespass.

Yan Xiyue suddenly dared to do this this time, Mo Yinxing was angry, but also guessed that she must have some reason to dare to be so fearless.

asked Ning Xiang to stay inside first and not go out, and he went to see Yan Xiyue alone.

She stood at the entrance of the main hall, surveying her surroundings.

The look in her eyes gives the illusion that she is the future mistress here.

"Yan Xiyue, the rules of the deity, others don't know, don't you know?"

Mo Yinxing has now changed into a red men's wedding dress, his black hair is firmly tied by a red hair band, and although he still wears a woodcut half-face mask on his face, judging from his smooth jawline and the peach blossom eyes that seem to have a romantic effect, it can also give people a feeling that his face is not bad.

The wedding dress on his body was very tight, lining his broad shoulders and narrow waist, and he was long in shape, so he wore a wedding dress that he had not sewn with much care, and it was also made with heavy work.

It was the first time for Yan Xiyue to see Mo Yinxing wearing such a strong color and special meaning of the clothes, and while her red eyes flashed with an obsessive look, she took two steps forward with the red wedding dress on her body: "Brother Mo, of course I know, but in the demon world, before a woman gets married, she needs to be lips nodded by her husband himself, so I can only come to look for you without permission." ”

As she spoke, she handed him the lip brush and the small box containing the lipstick.

After Mo Yinxing heard what she said, his brows were already furrowed so tight that he could trap a fly and insect.

He didn't reach out to take the things Yan Xiyue handed over, his eyes fell on her bridal makeup and bridal dress and glanced up and down, only to feel that it was eye-catching, and his voice was cold at this moment, as if it had been quenched with ice.

"Who told you that you are the one you are going to marry? And who allowed you to trespass on the deity's territory in such a way? Yan Xiyue, if you leave here now, I can still take care of the things you have saved my life in the past, and I won't pursue you, if not."

At this point, Mo Yin had already summoned his peach blossom folding fan, and it was rare for him to have some coldness in his eyes when facing Yan Xiyue.

Yan Xiyue was stunned: "Brother Mo, what does this mean?" ”

She was obviously listening to her father say that Mo Yinxing, the candidate for the demon queen has not yet been announced, and the entire demon world, including herself, almost feels that she is his demon queen, so she happily changed her clothes, put on heavy makeup, and waited for the moment to step into the big wedding ceremony with him.

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"It means that I already have a candidate for the Demon Queen, but I haven't had time to tell a few elders yet, do you understand?"

The young man's words were like a sharp blade, cruelly cutting Yan Xiyue's heart full of sweetness and happiness at the moment, leaving only severe pain and hardship.

"Who? If it's not me, who else could it be? Her expression was a little sluggish and numb, and then, as if she remembered something, she raised her voice as if questioning, and asked him, "Is it that Xiangning?" She's just a servant girl, how can she be worthy of being a demon queen?! Brother Mo, you can't treat me like this!! ”

Seeing that she was talking and still wanted to grab his sleeve, Mo Yinxing avoided her hand and opened the peach blossom folding fan in his hand, like a beast that had been annoyed, with terrifying eyes: "I'll give you one last chance, do you want to go by yourself, or do you want my peach blossom folding fan to give you a ride?" ”

For him, in the past, she may have been equivalent to the existence of his sister, but since he found out that she had made Ning Xiang in a fragrant vest many times without his knowledge, he no longer wanted to have any relationship with her except for saving his life.

Yan Xiyue looked at the peach blossom folding fan that was already in front of her, filled with a strong killing intent, and the face of the girl and the man was full of disbelief: "Brother Mo, you want to do it to me for that servant?" You"

Mo Yinxing didn't bother to listen to her nonsense anymore, waved the peach blossom folding fan in his hand, and struck a powerful blow at Yan Xiyue, just knocking her out of the enchantment range of his palace, and coldly watched her fall to the ground, vomiting a mouthful of blood.

There was no pity or sympathy in his eyes, but he strengthened the barrier she had broken in front of her, and without looking at her again, he turned around and walked towards the hall.

When he left, he had to say such a cruel word to her.

"Tell your father that the marriage candidate of the deity has been decided, let him tell the other elders, and prepare the things to be used in the Demon Queen Ceremony."

Yan Xiyue looked at the merciless back, and didn't care about wiping the blood spilling from the corner of her lips, but gradually retracted her palm, painted Danko's nails and buckled the palm flesh fiercely, until she saw the blood, she hated and muttered in a low voice: "Xiangning."

Yan Xiyue's trespassing, Mo Yinxing did not tell Ning Xiang in detail about the situation, so as not to disturb her mood.

After making the queen makeup for her, he took off his natal magic stone and used it as the last ornament to wear on her right hand as a bracelet.

"Okay, you can get on the wedding sedan in a while, I will let my people protect you, if there is any change in the way, just use my magic power, as for the brother, he is already waiting outside."

When the demon world gets married, there is no need to cover the bride's head, just take a wedding fan to cover her face.

But Ning Xiang wanted to see Ning Zhou's appearance of standing up again after many years, so she didn't have the rules to cover the happy fan in front of her eyes, but turned the happy fan to look at him.

The young man changed into a white shirt with gold and red embroidery, and his tall figure stood not far away, like an unbroken green pine.

There was a real smile between his eyebrows, and when a breeze blew across his face, driving his broken hair and green silk to fly, Ning Xiang was in a trance, as if she saw the high-spirited him back then.

She quickly walked in front of Ning Zhou, and her eyes became a little red at this moment.

I can't tell if it's because I saw him "stand" up again, or because I was happy to have him participate in the wedding.

"Xiaoxiang, you are a bride today, you can't cry on a happy day." Ning Zhou said softly, wiped the moist corners of Ning Xiang's eyes with a handkerchief, and then exposed her spacious back.

"Come on, don't miss the auspicious time."

Ning Xiang sniffed on her slightly sour nose, and after a "hmm" sound, she got on his warm back.

The surrounding peach blossoms were under the control of Mo Yinxing's demonic power, and they bloomed just right, and some scattered pink peach petals were scattered by the wind on Ning Xiang's side.

She looked at the pleasing scenery in front of her, and then at the fiery red wedding dress she was wearing, and at Mo Yinxing who was waiting not far away.

When the tip of his nose was sour again because of his movedness, he was secretly thinking.

Perhaps, this should be the happiest moment of her life, right?

Wuhu, the wedding flowers, is the earliest wedding couple in all the books I have written~

(End of chapter)