682 Finale 8
A month later
The guests who came to the wedding banquet left one after another, and Genting Heavenly Palace returned to its former tranquility.
Long Jue sat in the hall and sipped tea comfortably, and after listening to the report of his subordinates, he squinted his eyes with a smile, "It's been a month, and it hasn't come out yet? Hey, hey, hey~" Thinking that he would be able to hug his white fat grandson immediately, Long Jue was so beautiful that his smile gradually became obscene.
Seeing this, Mo Feijian, who walked in from the outside, couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, don't open his eyes, and simply can't see it.
When Long Jue saw Mo Feijian, he was not happy at the moment, put down the teacup, and asked very unexpectedly, "Feijian, why are you here?" Could it be that his son came out?
"The young master has come out. Mo Feijian replied in a mechanical voice.
Really!
Long Jue frowned, "So fast?"
Mo Feijian rolled his eyes in his heart.
It's been a month, where's the hurry?
Someone else has a cave room for one night, and the young master of his family is really powerful, and he goes straight to the whole month. I just don't know the young lady, are you okay now?
Long Jue pondered for a moment, raised his steps and rushed out, he was going to ask his son if he had taken care of his grandson's affairs.
Only then did he rush out of the door, and saw Long Junmo walking over refreshed.
Long Jue was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "What about my daughter-in-law?"
Long Junmo replied, "I'm resting." ”
At rest ...
For some reason, Mo Feijian felt that this sentence was very informative...
The huge room is full of festive red colors.
The huge bed made of agarwood, covered with festive bedding, is a little messy, silently telling the 'war situation' of the past month.
In the center of the big bed, the woman fell asleep on her side, most of her body was covered under the red quilt, except for the jade arm that was exposed and stained with bruises.
She seemed to be having a nightmare and shook her head uneasily.
"Repair!"
She let out a low cry and woke up.
She sat up, a face the size of a palm, a little weak white. Feeling the tearing pain on his body, he couldn't help but curse.
Thinking that she is the uncrowned king of the Demon Domain, the great demon lord of the Endless Demon Domain, who is subservient to all the demons, she was actually slept with for a whole month one day, forget it, she can't even get out of bed...
Damn!
If it spreads, will it damage her image of being mighty and unyielding among the people of the Demon Domain?
Yes, as early as Long Junmo handed over the last section of the broken sword to Ye Qingchen, and the broken sword was completely repaired, Ye Qingchen recovered all his memories of the past.
She is the Great Demon Lord of the Endless Demon Domain of the Overworld, an existence that no one dares to provoke in the Overworld. That broken sword was originally the Dao Slashing Sword --- the Supreme Dao Divine Soldier that she never left her hand.
Until one day, she saw the true god of the Nine Heavens for the first time...
It was the Chishui River at the junction of the Demon Domain and the Demon Clan.
Dressed in white, he stood above the void, with the roaring waves of the Chishui River like a giant beast under his feet, and the warm sun above his head that made people unable to open their eyes.
No dust, no fireworks.
He is white-clad and noble, and seems to be a world of his own, in stark contrast to the dirty, bloody, and all the unpleasant below.
A glimpse, a glance for ten thousand years.
Rao is Ye Qingchen, who has read countless beautiful men, and for a while, it is amazing. How amazing is he? He is the only one in the world.
Ye Qingchen knew that there was such an existence in this world, independent of many races in the world, not in the Seven Realms, not in the Five Elements.
After many years in this world, she had heard countless rumors about him, but she had never had the privilege of seeing it with her own eyes.
It is rumored that he is the only true god of the Nine Heavens, and he is not the same as those of the God Clan. No one knows his name, only that he is the supreme being of this world.
No matter what race in this world, no matter how strong the person is, he is called a god emperor.
The light of the sun is not as dazzling as the man's elegance. He stood there, handsome, dignified, and incomparably small.
He is so clean, it seems to be the only pure land in this world.