Chi Yao's eyes widened slightly, looking at the face in front of him that was getting closer, and looked at him with fluttering eyelashes.

He slowly pulled away and looked at her with dissatisfaction, a hint of grievance flashed in his eyes.

Chi Yao pursed her lips slightly, looking at him like a child, her soft voice was not at all like the coldness she had just in front of the prince.

"Okay, aren't we getting married tomorrow, I'll let the prince come early tomorrow to watch the ceremony."

"Really?"

The dissatisfaction in his eyes slowly dissipated, and he said with a hint of doubt in his tone.

Chi Yao nodded slightly, with a hint of tenderness on the smile on her face, took the initiative to hug his waist, and said softly: "Ah Yan, don't laugh if you don't want to laugh in the future, no matter what you are, I love you." ”

It wasn't until the moment when Song Wei pushed open the door and appeared in front of Chi Yao that she realized who the prince's gentleness looked like.

No!

It should be said that Song Wei's gentle temperament sometimes resembles the prince, and he is imitating the prince.

The smile on Song Xuan's face was a little stiff, the smile on his face faded a little, and he looked at Chi Yao with a hint of astringency and said, "You know." ”

"The Song Wei I like has never been a substitute for anyone, he is him, and he has nothing to do with others."

"No matter what kind of Song Wei he is, he is the person I will marry tomorrow."

The sincerity and firmness in Chi Yao's eyes made Song Wei couldn't help but panic, and he was a little helpless in the face of Chi Yao's love for the first time.

"Tomorrow, I've got everything arranged."

Song Wei whispered in her ear.

Chi Yao thought he was talking about the arrangement of tomorrow's wedding, so she didn't make a sound, just quietly enjoyed this moment of silence.

But the madness in his eyes was infected with evil spirits for him, and this temperament somewhat coincided with Chi Yao's appearance when he first saw him.

It's just that Chi Yao can't see his emotional abnormality in his arms.

Day 2.

Under the noisy sound of gongs and drums is the silence of the mountain.

There is a strong and solemn atmosphere in the rivers and lakes, and everyone is in danger, but they have to hold their breath to explore all this.

A noisy guard of honor came to the door of the cult and left it open, as if welcoming someone.

Everyone looked at Lin Mu, waiting for his decision.

After the incident with Song Wei, the selection of the leader of the martial arts alliance had to end early, but everyone knew in their hearts who was the real winner, and everyone had already identified his identity.

Lin Mu thought for a moment, and said with the momentum of a broken cauldron: "Go!" ”

The sword in his hand couldn't help but be in his hand, and everyone also became vigilant and entered this evil sect.

I thought there would be a very bloody picture, or some other unacceptable picture, or some kind of conspiracy.

But I didn't expect that it was very ordinary here, and it was just a luxury and low-key atmosphere with other weddings.

They are invited to sit at the table, waiting for the newcomer to appear like guests invited by the protagonist.

The usual wedding banquet process, sumptuous dishes, but no one dared to move the chopsticks, they all looked around with a defensive face, just waiting for the "devil" to appear.

The sound of gongs and drums and suona suddenly came to mind, attracting everyone's attention to the lobby.

Song Wei was dressed in a bright red wedding dress, and the bright red color not only did not suppress his gorgeousness, but instead made his demonic facial features more evil and inexplicably upright.

The joy in the eyes can't suppress the coldness at the end of the eyes, and while it looks demonic, it has a little restrained abstinence.

The mixture of the two temperaments does not have any abruptness, but makes people even more obsessed with his appearance, and the bewitching and lustful appearance has made some people lose their souls for a while.