This time, the Demon King and Lord Lanmuir played in the wild for three full days before returning.

They kiss and mingle under the weeds and stars, and sleep together at night. Originally, he said that he would leave the next morning, but Lanmuir was reluctant, and looked back at the lake three times before leaving, and finally stayed until noon before getting on the horse.

As soon as he returned to the royal court, Dusk Yao immediately began to prepare for the ceremony.

The news that the Demon King and the Holy Monarch were about to marry immediately spread throughout the abyss.

The demons were about to burst into tears.

God is pitiful, they were forced to watch the Demon King and the Holy Monarch kiss Mimi for many years, but only the two main masters still insist on hating, slaves, and enemies......

The onlookers are not to mention how sad and angry, if it weren't for the fear of the majesty of the Broken Horn Demon King, they would like to rush up and shake the two - wake up, is there an enemy like you in the world?

Now that everything is finally normal, the courtiers of the royal court are also comfortable.

And the demon king quickly entered the extreme excitement mode-

Dusk was busy from morning till night, not only the priests who were in charge of planning the ceremony, but also the royal craftsmen, musicians, dancers, and costumes of the entire royal court...... Almost all of them were caught by the demon king and personally lectured on the big stone hall.

"Yes, the leaders of the tribe will come to celebrate, and the specifications of the royal court are the bottom line. The clothes must be gorgeous enough, Lan Muir is a saint, and he does it shabbyly to lose the face of the demon clan. No blood is allowed throughout the wedding. The food should not be eaten raw, at least it must be roasted until it is medium-cooked; Don't arrange duels and wrestling, he doesn't like ......"

Dim sat down on the throne of beast bones, curling his fingerbones against his forehead, and making a critical list of requests. The group of demons below were dripping in cold sweat, and they each worked hard to write.

A priest grimaced: "Honorable king, if you really do what you are told, the specifications will be even grander than the celebration when you established the royal court!" ”

"Nonsense," the dim eyes were cold, "all these years have passed, and I still can't come up with anything better, so what's the use of building this broken royal court?" ”

The demons could only do so in fear.

I have to say that Dusk Yao is really an extremely energetic demon.

He went out to torment the priests and craftsmen during the day, and returned in the middle of the night beaming, rolling into bed with his beloved Ranmuir in his arms, kissing and discussing the details of the wedding.

Before dawn the next day, he went out even more happily, staring at everything from how many jewels had to be set on the necklace to what kind of monster fur the robe should be sewn.

Lanmuir couldn't laugh at this.

It was already late in the night, and the darkness made Lanmuir sit in his arms, and for a moment he played with the long silver hair of the Holy Monarch, and asked him to choose the style of the decoration for the ceremony.

"My king," said Ranmuir, yawning, "you have been so excited for the past two days, don't do this, just get married." ”

"Just?" Dissatisfied, Twilight slapped the floor with his scales and smacked his tail on the floor, accusing, "Ranmuir, this is a marriage!" Do you know that a thousand demons can't find a couple who can get married! ”

"But you must not be so excited that you can't sleep all night," Ranmuir gently pressed the flicking tail, "it's getting late today, go to bed at once, or I'll have to do something." ”

Dusk Yao said angrily: "You can see clearly, I don't have insomnia, I only."

is not sleepy. ”

Lanmuir: "...... This is called insomnia (),

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If you are too ostentatious, will it attract the opposition of some demons who still hate humans?

But to his surprise, congratulatory gifts from major tribes were delivered one after another. In the past few days, all I have reaped is blessings, not curses.

"Two reasons." Dusk Yao raised his index finger, his sharp nails dangling, "First, you gave everything for the abyss, the demons are not heartless creatures, they love you - I said it earlier." ”

"What about the second reason?" Lanmuir asked.

"Second," Dim Yao smiled wickedly, revealing the tips of his cold white teeth, "they know that those who don't bless will be taught a hard lesson by the royal court. ”

The days flew by like birds. Soon, the wedding dress was sewn, the ornaments were made, and the music and choreography for the celebration were completed.

As Dusk Yao said, weddings are a rare event for demons. Lan Muir has been in the abyss for seven years, and he has never seen the wedding of the demon clan with his own eyes.

As spring drew to a close, Dawn took Lanmuir to see their clothes.

To be honest, even the well-informed Saint Monarch couldn't help but show surprise at first glance when he saw the dozen or so dazzling gold plates.

The wild style of the demons is fully reflected in this outfit: eighteen bone bells are strung together with red agate to make a hair rope for braiding; There are sixteen silver wristbands set with pearls, which are to be worn on the wrists and ankles. The soft fabric undershirt is embroidered with the totem of the golden sun, which obviously refers to the style of human beings, but the animal hair on the outside is obviously a demon style.

Although the craftsmanship is not as exquisite as the royal goods in the world, at first glance, the shock of both wildness and beauty is rare in his kingdom.

Dusk put them on for him one by one.

"Huh?"

Lan Muir suddenly pinched a necklace on his chest, the center of which was a polished and smooth witch bone tiger tooth, and a huge quenched jade stone was inlaid in the center.

He recognized the meaning and frowned suspiciously: "Did the attendant take it wrong?" This is a Demon King specification accessory. ”

"That's right." Dusk held his ankle and carefully put it into the painted sheepskin boots, "Don't you think you're more of a demon than I am now?" ”

Lan Muir was helpless: "Don't make trouble, hurry up and change the accessories...... Didn't my king always want me to be the queen of the royal court? ”

"That was before."

Dusk raised his eyes: "As for now, how can the queen be enough?" ”

"There will be two demon kings in the royal court in the future. This is the land that you have redeemed with your own hands, and you will share with me the authority of Gasso. ”

Lan Muir was startled and stood up suddenly: "What? Wait, my king, if you're losing your breath—"

The boots were just put on, and the dim pressed him back: "No, you sit down." ”

Lanmuir sat back, and the bone ornament clanged. He watched Faint put on his boots for him, and couldn't help but reach out and stroke the broken horns.

The demon king didn't raise his head: "Obedient." ”

"Dim, you are the king of the demons. Even if it is only about the breaking of the barrier, it is because you led me to Gasuo and accepted me in this abyss that has the current result. ”

Ranmuir pursed his lips, "......

() I don't allow you to say who is more like a demon king than you. ”()

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Okay, Lanmuir laughed angrily, this is still a threat. Now is not the time to propose?

"What if I don't tie the knot?"

Dusk Yao said viciously: "You are not allowed to do nothing." Who said everything to me? ”

"It's a wedding that told you to arrange! Which wedding is preparing for an extra demon king? ”

"I can. Anyway, now that it's all ready, you don't have the right to object. ”

"What about the equal division of authority you just mentioned?"

"That's after we get married."

"You're ......!"

The Saint shook his head with a smile, the jewel refracting the broken light on his eyelashes.

When the Demon King got up, he kissed the corner of the beautiful eye by the way, pressed the shoulder of the Holy Monarch, and whispered, "Promise, Lanmuir, this is my wish." ”

—for those days of possession were enough for him to repent every late night.

His Ranmuir, the most beloved treasure of his life, the only light he has ever chased......

It shouldn't be anyone's slave, and it shouldn't be anyone's queen.

Lanmuir is to be the supreme king forever.

Dusk Yao picked up his clothes and put them on one by one.

It was almost identical to Ranmuir's, with only minor adjustments to their figure and temperament.

"How? If you are reluctant to wear the queen's garment," he said with a smile, "it is easy, ask the craftsman to make another one, and I will wear it with you." ”

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That night, Lanmuir handed something to Dusk.

The blade glowed with honey in his palm.

“…… Originally, I wanted to wait until a while later, when your old injuries were completely healed, and then I would give it to you. ”

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sp; Lanmuir pulled Dim's hand and placed the honey gold dagger into the Demon King's palm.

The latter raised his eyebrows: "Understood, the demon king gave the queen a reward." ”

"Be serious," Lanmuir patted him, "listen to me." When I was recuperating in the kingdom before, I sealed my mana inside. ”

"Demon breath and mana are originally of the same origin, and mana is much softer than magic breath, and it doesn't need the power of the horn to control."

Lan Muir shook his dim hand vigorously and looked at the Demon King's stunned gaze: "Since I can completely accept your demonic breath, in time, you will definitely be able to ...... Use my mana. ”

"My king is faint, and I also hope that you will always be strong and invincible."

"......" The Demon King's eyes gradually changed from astonishment to complexity, he looked at the Holy Monarch, and finally tightened his five fingers and held the dagger in his palm.

"Okay." Dusk closed his eyes and held the dagger, and stretched out his arms to embrace Lanmuir in his arms, "Okay, I promise you." ”

The gesture of their hug was very similar to that tragic night.

And this piece of honey gold, which condensed too much of their hatred, was finally repainted by love after the dust settled.

……

The biggest celebration in the history of the Abyss finally took place at the beginning of summer.

Before dawn, Dusk used a bone comb to comb Ranmuir's hair. The sulphur squire was halfway there

() Knock in,

Place a small porcelain jar and a rabbit quill in front of the table.

Inside the porcelain jar is vermilion ointment,

It was as thick as blood and like clouds.

"What is this?" Lanmuir asked.

Twilight cupped Lanmuir's cheek and said, "It's a symbol of the queen." Don't move, it'll be fine soon. ”

He dipped the tip of a soft brush in a little red paste and applied it to his beloved eyebrows, the tails of his eyes and the lips.

Lanmuir reached out to touch the corner of his eye, but was gently blocked.

Dusk Yao carefully looked at Lan Muir's bright face: "It's very beautiful...... Don't touch it, you have to wait a while before you can do it. ”

Sulfur Sand held the bronze mirror at the right time and sighed: "Oh my God, this is so beautiful." Your Excellency—No, Queen...... Ahem, that's not right, my king......? ”

Lanmuir smiled: "It's not good to call my king, and I won't be able to tell the difference in the future." ”

The tails of his eyes were softly curved, and the red color was like a sparkling wave of light, which was more vivid and moving.

I hadn't thought about this question before, but I really thought about it: "Otherwise, I will still call you His Majesty the Holy Monarch in the future?" ”

Lanmuir couldn't help but imagine himself calling 'my king' to Dusk, and Duyao returning 'Your Majesty' to himself.

…… Well, how to put it, there is a sense of absurdity and joy of "each calling his own".

He said euphemistically, "...... It's kind of weird. ”

"Forget it, it's all a trivial matter, and we'll discuss it later."

Dusk gave up thinking, and he handed the bone comb and rabbit quills to the Holy Monarch: "Come, it's for you." ”

So, next, he changed to the Holy Monarch to comb the hair of the demon king, coil his hair, and point red ointment.

When this was over, they walked out arm-in-arm, and their newly clad fur rattled in the wind, and the corners of their clothes tangle and part.

"Gone." Faint looked sideways at him.

"Let's go." Lanmuir replied warmly.

The old king and the new king of the abyss mounted their horses and galloped into the wilderness at sunrise.

In the kingdom of mankind, the wedding must be in a splendid palace, where the newlyweds will swear their love under the blessing of the Mother of Light, surrounded by candles and roses.

But this is the land of Gathol. So the leaders of the twenty-four tribes gathered on the grassland with their own congratulatory gifts, and the priests beat drums and bells and sang hymns to comfort the ancestors and bless the descendants.

Twilight and Ranmuir walked hand in hand to the tribal leaders, and together they accepted the kowtow of the representatives of the major chiefs.

They exchanged kisses in public, bathed in cheers and screams, and swore an oath in the ancient language.

"Divide our souls equally, blend our flesh and blood, be each other's backbones, and spend every famine and harvest together until death separates us—"

"—meet again in the underworld before we died."

The cheers all around them were loud again.

After that, of course, there was a lively moment of celebration. Music and dance, wine, meat and fresh fruit, everything that should have been brought up.

Mo Duo first poured the wooden cup in his hand full of spirits, and said with a smile: "Haha! It's a pity that this time my king really has no heirs. ”

Assain touched a glass with her and said calmly: "It doesn't matter, those two can continue to raise the young king." ”

"Asain! Even you don't have rules! Tianpo was annoyed and angry, and jumped to his feet again and again, "It's all Lanmuir's guy who brought the atmosphere of the royal court to be."

That's it! ”

Their voices drowned out the noise.

On the other side, Lanmuir struggled to fend off the group of leaders who tried to come forward to toast, and grabbed the dim hem of his clothes as he walked ahead.

"—My king, faint, drink less. Don't arrest me in front of my clansmen later, please. ”

"What do you think?" Dim helpless. Stretching his arm, he pulled Lanmuir into his arms, and lowered his head to his ear: "Don't worry, I'm not willing to let this group of guys look at you." ”

Lanmuir laughed. Then he whispered, "After that, can my king accompany me to the Barrier Cliff?" Just dress up like this. ”

The faint look moved slightly...... By the way, how did he forget.

He no longer had any relatives alive, but Ranmuir did. The world above the cliff of the enchantment is the homeland of the Holy Monarch. On such an important day as the wedding, I must go to it.

The next moment, Lanmuir's hand was pulled up.

"Of course." Faint raised an eyebrow.

"Don't wait for anything to end, we'll go now."

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A moment later, there was a sudden wail from the cliff of the enchantment in the world.

"Uh-ah, brother——!!!"

Brother...... Brother...... Elder brother......

The echo lingers.

Since the Holy Monarch re-entered the abyss, the guards of the Enchantment Cliff have been reorganized, and there are always elite knights patrolling twenty-four hours a day.

And today, the shocked guard wiped his eyes and immediately reported to Wang Cheng. Aiden, who rushed to hear the news, rushed up to the enchantment cliff, and was blinded by glory at the first sight-

The scene of the Holy Monarch and the Demon King standing side by side on the enchantment cliff, wearing the same costume, holding hands and kissing with their eyes closed, fell into Aiden's eyes.

Dry! Miscellaneous! Whatever!

Aiden was completely devastated, and that wail echoed across the Barrier Bluff.

"Oh, Your Majesty, the festival is changing - bah, bah, the minister means to say, look away."

General Gnard, who came with the monarch, was helpless: "At least, His Majesty the Holy Monarch looks very happy, isn't it good......"

"But this is obviously a wedding dress, he is married to the Demon King!"

Aiden was stubbornly confined to that space, his whole face was squeezed and deformed, and his eyes were bloodshot - the image of the monarch, what was that?

Gnard: "Ahem, on the bright side, His Majesty the Holy Monarch marrying the Demon King can't be said to be a kind of human victory......"

"Shut up, how do you know if you're marrying or not!?"

Aiden turned abruptly, grieved, "Oh no, it doesn't matter! ”

"The important thing is that brother, he has only been back in the abyss for a few months? Not for half a year! How can you get married so quickly!? ”

"Even if you get married, he won't come back! He didn't come back when he got married!! ”

Suddenly, Gnard's eyes widened. He saw that below the enchantment cliff, His Majesty the Holy Monarch raised his hand and pressed it on the space confinement, and a rich demonic breath gushed out......

Aiden didn't know: "If you don't come back, forget it, he's still holding a wedding for us at the Barrier Cliff, so that we can see and touch, he, he-"

Gnard was dumbfounded: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the back!" Look at the back! ”

"Back? What to ...... after" Aiden turned back.

Then he saw his brother, whom he was trying to accuse.

The Holy Monarch took the hand of the Demon King, separated the spatial confinement with a calm demeanor, and walked up along the enchantment cliff.

“…………”

Aiden's jaw dropped in a daze, and he turned into a gray statue.

"Aiden?" Lanmuir's eyebrows were gentle, "What's the matter?" ”

"I got married today and wanted to show you...... The other half of my soul. ”！