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The king of Longling married the palace master of Xuanyue Palace, the marriage between the rivers and lakes and the court, in the thirty-seventh year of the Xianglong of the Yanlong Empire, caused a sensation in the entire court and the field, on this day, the capital was full of red brocade, the city was full of celebrations, the emperor gave amnesty to the world for this, and held this marriage with the royal family ceremony.

The procession to welcome relatives did not go to the Ethereal Peak, but entered the imperial city, because Ye Wuning and the disciples of the Xuanyue Palace had lived in Jingxiu Palace a few days earlier, which was the dormitory when Ye Wuning had not gone to the Ethereal Peak to cultivate. When the king of Longling thanked the emperor and married Ye Wuning and returned home, the lights came on, and the night also fell, and the marriage was also kicked off.

In the cold night of autumn, the people in the capital only care about the joy under the lights, but they don't know that there are ghosts everywhere. Zongyang and several people came to the Longling Palace, and entered the mansion smoothly as guests of Xuanyue Palace, and saw what the real wealthy style was, and then sat at the same table with several disciples of Xuanyue Palace.

This table looked out of place in the banquet because of the difference in identity, the eldest disciple Fang Jinyuan and Zong Yang greeted warmly, and several senior sisters and sisters were no strangers to Zong Yang, and they all said hello, except for Su Ying, who was sitting quietly, as if Zong Yang did not exist. Because Xiao Xiangxiang was not there, the atmosphere at this table was getting colder, and at this time, Jiang Wuxiong, who was sitting next to Zong Yang, leaned on the table with one hand, two large balls on his chest squeezed on the edge of the table, held his chin and looked at the shadow, and asked Zong Yang: "What is your relationship with her?"

"Guess." Zong Yang smiled slightly.

Jiang Wuxiong laughed, and it was not difficult for anyone with a discerning eye to see that these two people had love debts, but she replied indifferently: "I'm too lazy to guess." ”

In fact, Su Ying is just a cold fairy style on the surface, although she didn't look at Zong Yang, but Zong Yang's figure is more and more in her mind, recalling the picture of that kiss makes her feel warm, her heart is like a deer bumping, and her eyes look at Jiang Wuxiong intentionally or unintentionally, thinking about who this woman is, but when she thinks that she actually gave birth to that little bit of vinegar ripples absurdly, her thumb nails are deeply pinched into her index finger, and she sits very unnaturally.

At this moment, the corner of Su Ying's eyes just swept to Zong Yang, who was looking at him, and he was a thief for a while, feeling that Xiao Jiujiu was seen by this guy in his heart, and it was difficult to hide the panic on his face.

Zong Yang tugged at the corners of his mouth and drank the wine in the cup with a wicked smile.

"What are you looking at," Su Ying asked coldly.

"Look at how beautiful you look." Since Zong Yang inherited the character of Litian, he is very wild about the woman in front of him.

Su Ying turned her head with a cold face and ignored it, but there was beauty flowing in her beautiful eyes.

"Hey." The worm kicked Yuan Ben, who was cleaning the refreshments on the table, and quietly asked, "Who do you say she looks good with?"

Yuan Ben's mouth was full of sesame seeds, and he wiped it with his hand, hehe thief smiled with a cheap expression, and said without thinking: "She." ”

The insect was wondering which one Yuan Ben was referring to, and saw Yuan Ben's finger sneakily pointing at Jiang Wuxiong.

"Why?" the bug asked curiously.

"Hey, hey." Yuan Ben still had the same expression, but replied very seriously: "Because her ass is the best-looking." ”

"Alas," the insect laxed and sighed.

After drinking a glass, Zong Yang felt that drinking with this kind of glass cup was not enjoyable, so he asked Yuan Ben to call the maids of the palace to come over and replace it with a big bowl, Yuan Ben had a loud voice, this shout made the surrounding civil and military ministers hear, and the color of disdain came one after another, and the reckless and vulgar words of the rivers and lakes were endless, and there were even those important ministers who complained about today

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It is to succumb to the great dignity and sit with such recklessness. The disciples of Xuanyue Palace were a little embarrassed, Zong Yang didn't care, took a big bowl and continued to pour wine for himself, Jiang Wuxiong was also arrogant, and also drank wine with a big bowl.

In the midst of boredom and noise, the royal musicians of the palace began to play, and the couple who used each other finally appeared, and suddenly the night sky was full of fireworks, the first beautiful maid was sprinkled with a hundred flower petals, and the king of Longling walked along the red carpet with the hand of the night restless. If there is no conspiracy, the two people in the big red newcomer clothes really want to envy others, the king of Longling is magnificent, has the atmosphere of the king of the battlefield, although the night is covered with a red head cover, but a fairy charm is charming, under the attention of the civil and military ministers and the disciples and distinguished guests of the Xuanyue Palace, they walked into the Taiwu Palace, which is more magnificent than the palace hall.

The old eunuch who had the celebrant department read out the emperor's decree and presented the imperial treasures, because the Taoist priest kneeling to the sky did not kneel to the Son of Heaven, and all the important ministers knelt skillfully, bowing their eyebrows and bowing their heads, completely without the arrogant posture of the talent. After reading the decree, the old eunuch said a few congratulatory words before presiding over the wedding ceremony. The old saying is to worship the hall to get married, that is, to get married after worshipping the hall, the king of Longling and Ye Wuning after the three bows of the complicated etiquette, there is only the last wine left, but the person who should come has not yet appeared.

"Why hasn't Uncle Mu come yet" Jiang Wuxiong drank a little too much, and his cheeks were crimson, adding a bit of chivalrous atmosphere.

"I took your murderous aura first." Zong Yang reminded.

Jiang Wuxiong smiled with hatred, his eyes were like two sword intents, and his murderous aura increased, and he said in a suppressed voice: "He is my biggest enemy." ”

Zong Yang didn't care if Jiang Wuxiong's murderous aura would startle the ghost hidden in the shadows, and now he couldn't startle the snake even if he hit the grass, but he was also a little anxious about why Mu Tian hadn't appeared yet, but at the moment of this thought, he saw a large area of vitality exploding in the far sky, blue and pink, almost covering half of the capital. The next moment, a figure swept down from the sky, just in front of the Taiwu Palace, Zong Yang didn't know who came, only heard Fang Jinyuan exclaim: "Purple Spirit Master"

The person who came was none other than the Heavenly Daoist of the Yanlong Empire, the head of the purple spirit, and the god of the gods. At this time, his whole body was sealed and imprisoned by the peach-colored runes, and he couldn't move except for being able to stand, and raised his head and shouted at the night sky: "Mu Tian, I can not blame you for bullying me in the past when you deceived me in the Purple Spirit Sect, but if you dare to make trouble in the capital, I, as the Imperial Heavenly Master, will never allow you to be presumptuous."

Zong Yang grinned, because a peach blossom fluttered down in the night sky, ignoring the panic of these imperial courtiers at the banquet, who were really ordinary people, he sighed at the gods: "What imperial heavenly master, if you don't cultivate well, you are all the watchdogs of the adult family." ”

Shen Jizi was immediately angry when he heard this, but even if he fought to the death, he would never be able to break free from the seal on his body, and he only scolded one word you angrily.

Mu Tian carried the Fu Soul Dao on his shoulder, passed by Shen Jizi in a chic manner, and said seriously: "Keep your eyes open and see how presumptuous I am, don't think about stopping me, otherwise you will be a joke." ”

Mu Tian stepped into the Taiwu Palace, and the King of Longling, who had already turned to greet him, retreated from the guards who drew their swords and faced each other, still holding the cup of wine in his hand, he did not have any surprise or anger, but poured the wine in the cup directly into his throat with a cruel smile.

Ye Wuning ripped off the red hijab, his face was illuminated with a hollow phoenix feather gold face, and he looked at Mu Tian who was walking step by step, his expression was calm.

Mu Tian stood still in the center of the main hall, because he took a bath and was entangled by the gods for a while, so he came late.

"The Divine Decree Has Arrived"

Waves of unsettled waves rose again and again, just when Mu Tiancai had just interrupted the wedding, Princess Yanlong Zichen appeared, and behind him was a bloody path killed by Chen Ao and Su Nu.

How could the courtiers present not know the princess, seeing that she was holding a scroll with a yellow brocade dragon pattern in her hand, saying that the holy decree would be false, and immediately knelt down again like a wheat wave in the field.

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sp; After Zichen and Zong Yang glanced at each other, they spread out the holy decree and read aloud: "Fengtian carrier, the emperor said, Zhao Tai, the king of Longling, does not feel the grace of the king, colludes with the demon sect in a vain attempt to steal the country, I give the princess Zichen Yanlong sword punishment, you can cut it first and then play, Qin this"

This holy decree was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, so that the kneeling courtiers were shocked and inevitably had suspicions and doubts, Zichen handed the holy decree to the old eunuch of the celebrant division, and took a dragon pattern sword from Chen Ao's hand, and shouted: "The Yanlong Sword is here, all of you will quickly kill the rebellious ministers and thieves with me."

The holy decree and the sword of the town country, how can the courtiers all over the land have any doubts, those adults who do not have much friendship with the king of Longling in the court or do not have a deep friendship immediately clear the king's side, and the adults who are the party of the king of Longling are sweating and swaying at this time, only those generals who are loyal to the king of Longling stand up and call for their own soldiers to kill without hesitation and turn against the princess.

The Taiwu Hall was extraordinarily calm, and the King of Longling looked playful, as if he was an outsider watching a good show, and Ye Wuning walked towards Mu Tian, his face was displeased, and he only scolded two words: "Coward"

Mu Tian smiled bitterly, he knew that such a result was not what Ye Wuning wanted.

"Since you think he's a coward, then be my woman with peace of mind." King Longling took the opportunity to interject.

"Shut up," Ye Wuning shouted.

"Brother, serve the wine," Mu Tian turned his back and shouted at Zong Yang.

Zong Yang poured a bowl, just threw it into the hall, the wine bowl did not spill a little wine in the air, Mu Tian handed over the Fu Soul Road to his left hand, his right hand stretched out to catch the wine bowl, and poured it down, and after drinking, he threw the wine bowl back to Zong Yang, and threw a look at Zong Yang with a side face, which had a decisive meaning, the peach blossoms flew without wind, Mu Tian walked silently towards Ye Wuning, suddenly took her hand, and walked out of the hall like a big husband holding a little daughter-in-law, Ye Wuning was stunned and asked: "Where to go"

"Naturally, you can do what you have to do." Mu Tian replied domineeringly, and this colored sword immortal finally made a choice between heart and dao.

"You're finally a man." Ye Wuning's eyes were moist, but his heart was full of joy.

Ye Wuning suddenly broke free from Mu Tian's hand, took a few steps forward and flew into the air, and said to the disciples of Xuanyue Palace: "The disciples of Xuanyue Palace obey orders, and from now on, I will pass on the position of head to Jin Yuan." ”

While the disciples of Xuanyue Palace below were stunned, Ye Wuning murmured: "Since the testament stipulates that the palace master of Xuanyue Palace must not have anything to do with the head of the Chiyang Sect, then I will give an explanation to the testament." ”

Ye Wuning opened her arms, dancing in red, her hands pinched the trick suddenly, and there was a cold ice energy swirling around her arms, Mu Tian, who had been watching her, suddenly realized something, but Ye Wuning had already put his palms on his shoulders, and his whole person was instantly frozen by the ice, including the sea of qi in his lower abdomen.

"Drink"

Several rays of cold ice vitality rushed out of Ye Wuning's body, and they were gone.

She wasted her cultivation

The red clothes fell from the sky, and Mu Tian stepped forward to catch her and hugged her into his arms.

At this time, Zong Yang held a bowl of wine in his hand and saluted Mu Tian, "Big brother, grow old together"

Mu Tian smiled and nodded, and flew into the starry sky with Ye Wuning turning into a streamer.

After Zong Yang drank this bowl of wine, he walked to the Taiwu Hall alone, Yuan Ben took out the black halberd and the magic knife from the god machine box, threw the magic knife to the crow, inserted the black halberd into the ground himself, and then took out the red essence gold hanging bead, grinned and put it on.

In the Taiwu Palace, there is a thick dark green vitality permeating out. 00 collected and organized, the copyright belongs to the author or publisher.