Chapter 879: Where's Your Gift?

Heavenly Dragon Kingdom.

Palace.

Canglei Dragon Court.

This is the residence of the great prince Yuan Canglei, and it is also the place where he retreats and cultivates on weekdays, with three dragon emperors and more than ten dragon saints stationed inside and out.

"Xue Ling, in your heart, are you still thinking about that kid?"

A 'young man' with skin like clotted fat, no less beautiful than Xue Ling, and extremely neutral, unable to distinguish between men and women, looked at Xue Ling with a smile.

He is the strongest Tianjiao of the Yuanlong clan, the half-step Dou Emperor, and Yuan Canglei!

The dragon clan of his generation was all pressed by Yuan Canglei and couldn't raise their heads, and the strongest was only just sanctified, but Yuan Canglei was already a half-step Dou Emperor.

Xue Ling looked at Yuan Canglei coldly and did not speak.

"Hehe, Yuan Yi has already told me, that kid has a humble status in the land of Dongxuan, and his cultivation is even more humble, why do you fall in love with him and never forget him?

Yuan Canglei continued to laugh.

Xue Ling still didn't speak.

Yuan Canglei's eyes changed slightly, and he smiled lightly: "Today we are going to get married, your cultivation has been all sealed by me, even if you want to escape, you can't escape from the palace, I came, just to tell you, there are many guests today, I hope you can be sensible, don't make trouble for me, if I lose someone, my Yuanlong clan will definitely wash your snow dragon clan with blood!"

Hearing this, Xue Ling finally couldn't help but speak, her tone carried a hint of mockery: "Yuan Canglei, in fact, you don't need to get my heart at all, what you need is just the origin Yuan Yin of my Snow Dragon Clan, if it weren't for it, the time for you to break through to the Dragon Emperor would have to be pushed back for about a hundred years, right?"

"Hehe, whatever you want. ”

Yuan Canglei laughed lightly, not at all angry.

.........

"Are the people from the Snow Dragon Clan here?"

"Over there. ”

The Imperial Palace, Longtai, those who can come to participate in this wedding celebration, in addition to the top sects in the Northern Xuan Land, powerful existences, and the Sacrifice God Sect of the Heavenly Dynasty, the rest are the Yuanlong clan, and several other powerful dragon clans, sitting at hundreds of tables!

Ning Qi did not maintain his incognito all the time, there were thousands of people here, and the camps were different, he randomly selected a table and sat down, no one would ask about his origin, after all, everyone thought that the guests who could enter this place had already been reviewed by Yuan Yi, and there would be no troublemakers.

The one who spoke was the guest at his table, all of whom were Dou Di.

Everyone looked in the direction pointed by one of the Dou Emperors, and saw that on a table near the Dragon Platform, there were more than a dozen shape-shifting dragon clans.

Both men and women, young and old, all have one thing in common, their skin is snow-white and their hair is also white.

The man is handsome and the woman is beautiful, if there is a trace of chill on the body, the ground within a radius of several feet is covered with a layer of thin ice!

"The one with the strongest aura should be the contemporary patriarch of the Snow Dragon Clan, right?"

"Well, it's him. ”

"The Holy Maiden is his daughter, she was swept to the Eastern Xuan Land by the devouring wind of the Endless Sea when she was a teenager, otherwise, even if her current strength is not comparable to the Great Prince, it is impossible for her to still be a seventh-order dragon clan. ”

"It's a pity, how many years of time have been wasted, but it's okay, after she marries the eldest prince, her cultivation will definitely improve by leaps and bounds. ”

"Can you see how far Emperor Yuanlong's cultivation has reached?

"I can't see it. ”

Not far from the table where the Snow Dragon clan was sitting, there was a table, and in the center sat an expressionless middle-aged man, wearing a purple and gold crown and a dark robe, exuding a sense of pride all over his body.

At the same table with him, each one is the Dragon Emperor, and the breath is stronger than the Dou Emperor at Ning Qi's table, I don't know how many times stronger, Zhao Danxin of the Divine Sacrifice Sect is also at this table, Ning Qi can conclude from this, this table should be the strongest person of the Yuanlong clan, he wants to take Xue Ling away today, the only thing to pay attention to is the guy who wears a purple and gold crown.

"Hey, this brother, why have I never seen you?"

A Dou Emperor beside Ning Qi looked at him with some surprise and said.

"In the next session of casual practice, I rarely walk the rivers and lakes. ”

Ning Qi laughed lightly.

"Oh, I see. ”

Everyone glanced at Ning Qi in unison, and a hint of surprise flashed in their eyes.

They didn't suspect that Ning Qi was not the Dou Emperor, because among the people present, none of the gods were stronger than Ning Qi, and they couldn't see his depth at all.

"Why is he here?"

Beside Emperor Guan, the female disciple suddenly saw Ning Qi, her expression was slightly stunned, and she was a little shocked in her heart.

"What's wrong?"

Emperor Guan said lightly.

"It's okay, it's okay. ”

The female disciple hurriedly shook her head.

A hint of suspicion flashed in Emperor Guan's eyes, and at this time, several Dou Emperors happened to ask him about something, so they put this suspicion behind him and chatted with those Dou Emperors.

Not long after, it suddenly rained flowers over Longtai.

The pale pink petals condensed by the fighting spirit slowly fell, and everyone's eyes were suddenly attracted by this scene, they knew that the eldest prince Yuan Canglei and the holy maiden Xue Ling should be on the scene.

Sure enough, a chariot pulled by more than a dozen giant dragons appeared in the sky, slowly stepped into the air, and landed on the dragon platform.

Yuan Canglei walked out of the dragon chariot, and then took a woman from the dragon chariot, the two of them were wearing red gold-inlaid robes, and the woman's head was covered with a red cloth.

"This wedding is not much like our Terrans. ”

A Dou Emperor beside Ning Qi nodded slowly.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today my son Yuan Canglei is married, and the guests who come here are all friends!"

The Yuan Dragon Emperor, who was wearing a purple and gold crown, slowly got up and glanced at everyone.

"Yi Zheng Qiankun, the beginning of the couple's humanity!"

"Poetry Zhou Zhao, marriage is the source of kinghood!"

"Yes, the phoenix is strong, Bu Qichang is in the fifth generation, the peach is scorching, and the song is good for ten thousand years!"

The voice of Emperor Yuanlong was thick and upright, like clouds and thunder, and it resounded in everyone's hearts.

Even outside the palace, you can hear it!

"Good!"

"The eldest prince and the holy daughter are a natural pair! I will sacrifice to the Divine Sect to present a pair of congratulatory gifts 'Ten Thousand Years Purple Cicada Fruit'!"

"Shhh...... The God Sacrifice Sect is such a big deal, are they going to ally with the Yuanlong clan?"

Immediately afterwards, the guests who came here one by one offered congratulatory gifts.

These congratulatory gifts were received by Yuan Yi, and Yuan Canglei only changed his face slightly when he heard the Ten Thousand Years Purple Cicada Fruit, and the rest of the time was very indifferent.

After a while, everyone gave congratulatory gifts, but they found that there was a guy who did not move at all, and did not seem to have the intention of giving congratulatory gifts.

"Brother Beixuan, it's your turn, don't be stunned, where is your congratulatory gift?"

The Dou Emperor beside Ning Qi kindly reminded.

Emperor Yuanlong, Yuan Canglei, Yuan Yi, and everyone subconsciously looked at Ning Qi.

"Is that him?"

Yuan Yi's face changed suddenly.

At this time, Ning Qi stood up, ignored everyone, and looked directly at Xue Ling, who was covered with a red hijab: "Xue Ling, I'll take you back." ”

Xue Ling's body froze suddenly, she directly took off the red hijab, and looked at Ning Qi with shocked eyes.