Chapter Ninety-Five: The Catastrophe of the Great Wedding

The sky of the demon race is extremely gray, and the ground is covered with a black army of demons! Demons and monsters, with hideous faces, all open their mouths. The Emperor of the Underworld was dressed in black armor, and his whole body exuded this majesty.

Hansheng put on his armor, walked to the side of the Immortal Emperor, and half-knelt on the ground: "Everything is ready. ”

Purple light flashed in the eyes of the Immortal Emperor: "Okay!" Yao'er is waiting for me......

The auspicious clouds are full of colorful clouds, the cranes are singing, the flowers are blooming, the heavenly court is busy everywhere, the fairy is holding the phoenix crown and the xiaxia, and the treasures and jewelry are hurriedly coming batch after batch.

"Yes, Miss Mo is really happy. A few fairies stopped outside the door couldn't help but sigh. "Yes, the second prince, he is really pampered, he is really envious of others. ”

Everywhere gathered gods or immortals of various sects, it is the first time in so many years that there is such a big happy event, and even those unknown little land immortals also come to congratulate, and it is very lively.

Looking at the dazzling rarities in front of him, Mo Yao was also a little surprised, she was really going to marry him. Somehow, I suddenly remembered the god of Poor Luo, and I don't know if he was very sad, although he didn't remember it at all, but when he heard that he was the person he loved in his last life, he was probably not in a good mood.

Pei'er and the others walked in and couldn't help but be stunned when they saw the bright Mo Yao: "This is also too beautiful......"

She usually doesn't use powder, but with a little depiction, she adds a charming charm, Mo Yao's skin in the mirror can be broken by blowing, white and snowy, red lips, and slightly hooked eyebrows, which is really amazing.

"You're here. ”

Guan Jing: "It seems that the second prince's vision is still good." The three laughed. There was also a slightly swaying figure at the door, Mo Yao turned his head, and the bead string on his head also swayed. "Long Xue'er?"

Long Xue'er walked in with a twist: "Eh, I'm here to congratulate you on your wedding." ”

Mo Yao smiled happily: "Okay, are you here with the gods?"

Long Xue'er was expressionless: "God he ......" what he wanted to say and swallowed again. Mo Yao's eyes were stunned: "God, what's wrong?"

Long Xue'er slowed down: "God, he asked me to tell you, I wish you happiness." Her words were not as fast as words, and she finished them in one breath. Mo Yao looked at Nizi's arrogance on weekdays, and she couldn't get along with herself, why was she so wilted today.

However, with the gods, Mo Yao can understand, it's better not to come, lest he remember that he will be hurt before. In my heart, the familiar tingling feeling came out again...... What's wrong with me?

Fan Gou was waiting in the hall, the red and gold interlaced wedding robe, the golden crown and red tassel bundled hair, handsome and bright, he was really a beautiful man in the world, and the extravagance exuded by his body was even more extraordinary.

Lu Ling walked in and waved at Fan Gou: "Second prince, Miss Mo Yao is almost ready." ”

"Good. There are a lot of etiquettes, and I don't know if Yao'er can bear it, go, go and pick up the concubine!" The robe is thrown up, full of Langhua, along the way, Mo Yao, you and I have a lot of things, but everything is fine, because today you will marry me. The fairy flowers scattered all over the sky, and the attendants held the salute flag and went away!

Mo Yao put on a red Xipa, these etiquettes were specially ordered by Fangou, and according to the etiquette of the mortal world, the phoenix crown was covered with a xia veil, and the Xipa covered his face.

Pei'er and the others took Mo Yao's hand and walked down, Fangou watched step by step, and his heart was surging, he finally waited for this day, Yao'er, I will not fail you in this life......

On the other side, the bleak and desolate Chanmeng was also wearing the white wedding clothes of the Heavenly Clan. was secretly sent into the Tai womb by a few immortals.

Mo Yao walked to Fan Gou's side, Fan Gou clenched her hand, envious of others, his satisfied doting seemed to overflow, Mo Yao clearly felt the palm that made her feel at ease, and there was a warm temperature.

Everyone applauded, Di Jiu was also among them, looking at the brother Fan Gou who she was thinking about, married someone else, she lowered her head and shook the root of her teeth, but Fan Gou loved her to the bone, and the oil and salt did not enter.

Mo Yao beat the drum in his heart, because the emperor summoned him that day, not because of anything else, but Chanmeng, under all kinds of choices, he still agreed to Chanmeng to join the Taiwo, this matter, only he knows, if Fangou knows, he must be like thunder, but he is the candidate for the future emperor's succession, how can he marry only himself. For him and for me, this is the best outcome.

Geng Zimo led the way, seeing that he was about to be polite, why was there no news at all, he was hidden anxious, and looked around. At the moment when Mo Yao walked out of the Zhaoyun Palace, a low voice suddenly came: "Slow!"

Fangou was shocked to see who was so bold as to ...... the "Emperor ......of the Underworld" at such an important moment Hearing Fan Gou's words, Mo Yao, who was under Xipa, was shocked, why did he come here, and what did he want to do.

The heavenly soldiers walked over: "Presumptuous, the prince's wedding, who is noisy!"

The corners of the Immortal Emperor's evil mouth hooked: "What is the prince's wedding? Oh? It turns out that you are now the prince, congratulations." ”

Fan Gou suppressed the anger in his heart: "I don't care about you today, it is reasonable for you to come to the wedding banquet, but if you do other trespassing, I am afraid it will not be good." Let's go!"

Fan Gou lightly clasped Mo Yao's hand and was about to leave, but who knew that the Emperor of the Underworld reached out in front of the two of them in a flash. Before the heavenly soldiers could react, Fan Gou pushed it with a palm! "Bang!"

The Emperor of the Underworld disappeared!Fan Gou was furious: "Catch him for me!" Geng Zimo saw the opportunity and pulled from behind Mo Yao, Fan Gou couldn't take care of it, so Geng Zimo brought Mo Yao into the illusion.

"Yao'er!!" Mo Yao had already disappeared in front of him! With an angry roar, everyone panicked! Lu Ling hurriedly ran to dispatch the heavenly soldiers!

"Hades Emperor......" Fan Gou trembled his hands, as if he was burning flames! Why did he hold her tightly in his arms! Anger! Remorse, his heart was like a knife!

Everyone was in a panic, looking around for Mo Yao's traces! Lu Ling hurriedly ran again: "Oh no! Prince." ”

"What else!"

Looking at the angry Fangou, the deer spirit couldn't say: "Demon ...... The demon army is besieging at the South Heavenly Gate!"

Fan Gou's eyes were blood-red, and resentment engulfed him, he hurriedly took a few steps back, but he didn't expect the Emperor of the Underworld to come prepared! He trembled: "Inform the Emperor Zun to exterminate the Demon Clan!!"

"Yes! Miss Mo Yao ......"

Fan Gou frowned, and the galaxy in his eyes was gray: "She is the concubine of heaven!

Lu Ling had never seen such a Van Gou, and hurriedly responded......

"Who the hell are you!Let go of me!" Mo Yao looked at Geng Zimo in front of him, he had been hiding by his side, hiding so deeply, could it be someone who had been arranged by the Emperor of the Underworld a long time ago, Mo Yao removed the veil. In his hand, he turned into Shura on the other side, and pointed angrily!

"King Charm!" "Genzimo's eyes were full of tears. "Did the Emperor of the Underworld send you?"

"No, I'm your old ministry, Your Highness the Dome Demon!" Gengzimo suddenly knelt on the ground......

But looking at his pious appearance, he didn't mean to hurt himself. "I know everything about you...... So you don't remember me, and it's not surprising, but you must not marry someone from the Celestial Clan!"

"Why!"

"The Celestial Clan and the Demon Clan have a hatred for each other!"

"What does this have to do with me!

Mo Yao's eyes were dizzy for a while, and his feet began to soften. "Let me go...... Go. "In the end, I fainted. Geng Zimo was at a loss, and hurriedly caught her, he didn't use any mana, how could she ......!

Outside the phantom realm, the Heavenly Palace has been in chaos, and the army of the demon clan is also on the verge of the heavenly clan, the emperor knew that the demon clan would make such a move, and the heavenly soldiers are overwhelming, starting a big war with the demon clan!

Shen Jun was still drinking in his cave mansion: "Has the show started?"

The attendant poured wine diligently: "The young master can sit and collect the fisherman......"

Poor Luo retreated and cultivated, sitting cross-legged, there was no trembling, just the sweat on his forehead was like rain, and the picture in his mind kept flashing, Mo Yao or the Dome Demon, he also felt his wisp of void soul, as if there was a throbbing! But he had already entered the realm of returning to the ruins, how could he say that he would let it go, once he forcibly got out, the light ones went mad, and the heavy ones disappeared!

Menzhu and everyone gathered on the top of the lotus cloud, protecting the hair of the poor Luo, and after three days of protecting the law, the poor Luo returned to the ruins.

Long Xue'er ran anxiously, and just about to open the door, she put it on a person: "Zhang Xianling, why are you here!"

Zhang Xianling looks indifferent, she is a cold and cold beauty, every time the two negotiate, she looks at Long Xue'er like a joke.

"Let's go, God is in retreat, and no one is allowed to come in or out. Long Xue'er looked like a master, clasped her arms, and leaned against the door very proudly.

"You!"

Zhang Xian Ling was annoyed, she was also from the Heavenly Clan just now, and she had already gathered all the immortals from all over the world, and at this moment, she came up with an idea, and those who fought with the Demon Clan were also eager to try, and the scene became uncontrollable.

So I want to ask for help and poor Luo, after all, the demon girl has disappeared!

Her indifferent appearance has a lot to do with her inner sin, but this character keeps all marriages out of the door, and another reason is that there is only this god in her heart. When he learned that Fan Gou's wife was the reincarnation of the witch dome demon, he was shocked, and even secretly wanted to do something, but he still let it go.

She didn't expect it, but she still couldn't help it. She was silent for a long time: "The Heavenly Clan is besieged by the Demon Clan, the whereabouts of the witch are unknown, it is necessary for Poor Luo to know, this is not the time for you and me to fight, get out of the way!"

Zhang Xianling pulled Long Xue'er away and broke in. Compared with Long Xue'er's naivety, her mind is also much more secure, poor Luo has endured the suffering of the world for five hundred years for this girl! Now he has to watch her marry someone else, his mood can naturally be understood, but if Miss Mo Yao has any accidents, how should he live!

Menzhu got up: "God retreats, no one will be seen!"

Zhang Xianling: "God, even if you are in retreat for the rest of your life, you still can't stop her from marrying into the Heavenly Palace, she doesn't even know who you are!" She didn't dare to get rid of Mo Yao's disappearance, she was afraid that it would be too much, and Qian Luo couldn't bear it.

Menzhu had a cold face, as if it was attached to frost: "Girl, if you do this again, Menzhu will cast a spell......"

Zhang Xianling knew that the actual cultivation of the bamboo, and her own cultivation was completely under her. "God!"

As soon as Zhang Xianling shouted, he saw a mixed qi barrier coming from the top of the steps! Zhang Xianling was knocked to the ground heavily.

Long Xueren couldn't have imagined that Menzhu had actually moved!"Fairy!Are you okay?!Menzhu!You're crazy!"

Menzhu's face was still cold, he didn't want to be like this, but he had to do it, once the gods could not return to the ruins, the consequences could be imagined!"Disturb the gods and retreaters!'' The cold words made Long Xue'er feel a chill to the bone.