Yang Jiao is wearing a bright red robe, and his parents are said to have built a grass hut when they got married, and they drank a glass of water together.

After all, they didn't swear to the sky, which is equivalent to not registering copyright, so it is not a wedding, it can only be said that the eldest princess of the enchantress has seen a strange way of getting along, and she is noble enough to make no jokes.

If they really created the wedding ceremony and achieved the heavenly marriage, then the heavenly rule that human immortals cannot have children.

For them, it may be nothing, this can be regarded as making people, one step is a world of difference.

Houtu Zuwu didn't understand anything, but she felt very strange, and she vaguely felt that she was right to do this.

Yang Jiao used a red silk cloth to weave a big red flower rope, and pulled Houtu to a ninety-one-zhang high altar.

It's just that the picture is a little incongruous, Yang Jiao, the size of a soybean, pulling the three-zhang size of the back soil, the picture is really beautiful.

The ancestral witch is the highest combat power of the Protoss, so he must be on guard at all times, and his body must remain at least three feet, otherwise the fighter may be delayed.

Fortunately, the sound can control the size, the two stood on the high platform, Yang Jiao picked up a stick of incense made by himself, lit it and plugged it.

began the oath between the two, and Yang Jiao took the lead and said, "Disciple Yang Jiao, I am willing to marry the ancestor of the Protoss Wu Houtu, share blessings and misfortunes, and never give up." ”

After speaking, he signaled Houtu to draw a gourd in the same way, Houtu with a bead curtain and a curtain, and the pearl and jade reflect each other, which is beautiful and beautiful.

He glared at Yang Jiao with some doubts, but he still said it according to Yang Jiao's oath, which shows that Houtu Zuwu is a gentle and virtuous wife.

The oath between the two was completed, and the Heavenly Dao instantly had an induction, the purple qi came from the east for 30,000 miles, the glow rose to 10 million Dao, and thousands of miles gathered auspicious, and the mighty power of the Heavenly Dao, with the boundless color of Xuanhuang, hovered above the heads of Yang Jiao and Houtu.

Yang Jiao couldn't help but be a little worried, he was not the protagonist of the heavenly marriage, the old man Hongjun was angry, and he was sad.

Houtu and other witch clans don't know what Heavenly Dao means, so they should just watch the excitement, but Yang Jiao's constipated expression made them realize that this matter didn't seem to be so simple.

Moreover, the cultivation of the Houtu Ancestor Wu is unfathomable, even if the Wu clan does not have a primordial god and cannot sense the Heavenly Dao, he also knows that Yang Jiao seems to have done something that makes the Heavenly Dao difficult.

Of course, the saddest thing is not them, but the 10,000-year-old single demon emperor Jun of the demon world, who was originally dealing with the affairs of the demon world, suddenly felt that he had lost something important.

However, no matter how he calculated, he got nothing, and the demon clan Wa Emperor Nuwa Niangniang frowned even more, and she didn't know why.

On this side, it seems to have whetted Yang Jiao's appetite, more like an elder giving a dismount to a junior.

The boundless merit has descended, and Yang Jiao accounts for seventy percent, and Hou Tu Zu Wu accounts for thirty percent, which shows that the Heavenly Dao is just talking, and there is no ancestral god who is in harmony with the Tao, and he is still partial to his own family.

Houtu watched the merit enter the body, and couldn't help but be surprised, the Wu clan lacks nothing, just lack merit, you let a group of muscular people engage in greening, to promote peace, neurotic.

At this moment, with merit, although it is just a drizzle for the entire divine realm, there is always a hope, isn't it?

Therefore, the way she looked at Yang Jiao at the moment was simply "vicious", like a little female leopard seeing a little lamb.

On this side, Yang Jiao didn't realize it, the merit entered the body, and his Yuanshen Zifu instantly began to move, and after becoming an immortal, his brain had already fused with the newly formed Yuanshen, so that he could use the Yuanshen as the center and achieve the Yuanshen and Earth Immortals.

Merit can be called one of the most precious things in the desolate world, with it, you just want to be a mascot and live to old age, no problem.

At this moment, Yang Jiao felt that his merits should be more than the merits of the legendary Emperor Jun's heavenly marriage, after all, fertilizer and water do not flow into the fields of outsiders, and this truth is the same in ancient and modern times.

Not to mention that the merits are slowly digested in the body, how can Yang Jiao, who plucks his feathers and is three feet high, let go of the biggest rich man in the world.

Seeing that Tianwei was about to dissipate, he hurriedly said, "Thank you for the love of Tiandao, but the disciple is newly married, please be sure to drink a glass of water to show your mood." ”

After saying that, he really picked up a clay cup and poured it full of water, and looked at the sky respectfully, Tianwei, who was about to disperse, suddenly froze.

The auspicious clouds in the sky seemed to show a face, looking at how thick someone's face was, but there was really no other look except for the sincerity and respect on the face, and even admiration.

The water in Yang Jiao's cup was gone in an instant, Yang Jiao was overjoyed, the drink was soft-mouthed, you old man can't, don't give red envelopes to juniors when you participate in the banquet.

So, he looked at the sky with his eyes blank, but until the auspicious clouds were about to dissipate, there was nothing unusual, Yang Jiao couldn't help but slander: I don't give red envelopes to attend the wedding, it's too stingy.

Just when everyone was inexplicable, three streamers fell from the sky, two fell into Yang Jiao's hands, and one fell into the hands of Houtu Ancestor Wu.

Yang Jiao was overjoyed and hurriedly checked, and his face suddenly collapsed when he saw it, how can a man use this thing?

However, when Pangu opened the earth, the purple qi of heaven and earth was mixed with the Xuanhuang qi of the merit of opening the sky, and it was condensed into the acquired attack merit treasure, killing without touching cause and effect, and it also had the effect of suppressing luck.

People have to die more than people, and money has to be thrown away. Yang Jiao looked envious, looking at the treasure in the hands of his newlywed wife, and then at the treasure in his hand that could make him vomit blood.

I saw that he was holding a red and very festive baby in his hand - red hydrangea, that's right, it is the red hydrangea that should belong to Nuwa Niangniang.

Originally, the red hydrangea was an innate spiritual treasure, which could not be found, but this is a treasure that determines the fate of marriage in the world.

Looking at this god-level baby that cannot be separated and cannot be traded, Yang Jiao wants to cry without tears, and the baby in the other hand is even more nonsense, it is a bottle with the same effect as "lewdness cannot be moved".

However, the function is more than 10,000 times that of the entertainment items, in addition to this thing, when people see the flower thief who fights people, there is a fart, and there is a wife who beats women in the world, Yang Jiao is absolutely heartless.

For a while, the Hou Tu was overjoyed, Yang Jiao was like a mourner, one joy and one sorrow were in contrast to each other, the so-called "joy and sorrow are accompanied, but that's it." ”

On the majestic and glorious Kunlun Mountain in the distance, an old Taoist looked at the two junior disciples beside him, and his face was light and light.

However, his old face was lost by a certain disciple who was out of tune, thinking that he had always been highly respected, and at this moment, the eyes of the junior disciples who couldn't help but smile made him itch at the root of his teeth.