The welcoming procession descended from the top of the Genting Heavenly Palace, stepping down the 10,000 steps. From a distance, it looks like a long red dragon, and I can't see its head but its tail.

Finally, in the eager eyes of everyone, a giant sedan chair carried by the forty-eight gods flew down from the Genting Heavenly Palace.

The forty-eight divine generals are also dressed in red power suits, full of energy and mighty.

The sedan chair is also red, particularly festive, the hanging veil dances in the wind, and the people sitting in it loom, and a sense of the emperor pours out, showing the glory.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but flow with a hot look.

There is no doubt that the person sitting in this sedan chair is no one else, but the most powerful Young Palace Master of the Yunding Heavenly Palace in the entire Cloud Realm!

"My God, I finally have the honor to see the honor of the Young Palace Master!"

"I'm really curious, which young lady has such luck to marry such an amazing person as the young palace master?"

"That's it, the young palace master condescended to be noble and greeted him personally, he was simply envious of others!"

......

The procession of greeting relatives slowly marched into the distance, and the ceremonial music played by the honor guard team soared upwards and echoed in the sky of the entire Cloud City.

In the sedan chair, Long Junmo, who is unparalleled and powerful in the eyes of everyone, is actually not as calm as others imagined.

Even, he was a little nervous.

His eyes flickered brightly, and the hand on his side clenched as he thought, and then let go...

No one knew that he had such a side. Whether it was the many gods and generals of the Genting Heavenly Palace, or the Cloud Lower Realm, his subordinates in the Night Empire had never seen him like this.

"More than 100,000 years ... His thin lips moved slightly, and he muttered softly, his tone stained with a touch of vicissitudes.

He rolled his throat and then whispered, "I won't let you escape this time!"

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew.

In the sedan chair, Long Junmo's eyebrows were raised, a touch of essence crossed his eyes, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but hook up.

"There are assassins!"

A shrill shout pierced the void.

The entire team of greeting relatives stopped when they heard this, their expressions sharp and defensive.

An attack was caught off guard, and the people in front of the sedan hurriedly flew to dodge, so the space was vacant, and a figure fell from the sky and landed in front of the sedan chair.

The person who came, dressed in black, looked particularly abrupt in this bright red team.

She was wearing a black hat, and a black gauze tent hung down around her, obscuring her appearance, but looking at the bumpy and graceful figure, there was no doubt that she was a woman.

Everyone blinked, as if they couldn't believe that someone dared to make trouble in the welcoming team of Genting Heavenly Palace.

"Tsk, did this woman eat the bear's heart and leopard gall? Dare to stop the young palace master's sedan chair, I'm afraid I'm tired of it, right?"

"Who knows! I think she looks very strong!"

"Could it be that the young palace master... ”

......

"Who's coming?"

Mo Feijian stood in front of the sedan chair and shouted loudly.

At this time, a fresh breeze blew and blew up the black gauze tent in front of the woman, revealing a beautiful face hidden underneath.

Although it was only a glimpse, Mo Feijian's eyes widened, and he was shocked beyond measure.

"How could it be... "How could it be Ye Qingchen?!

Isn't she still in the Nether Realm?

How did it come to the cloud?

Ye Qingchen's gaze fell on Mo Feijian's body, and the kind of light in his eyes had long since disappeared.

"Mo Feijian, you get out of the way, I'll ask him a question. She spoke lightly, neither humble nor arrogant.

Mo Feijian opened his mouth, revealing a look of embarrassment.

He thought that since the young master was already planning to marry another woman, he must have let go of Ye Qingchen, and as a qualified subordinate, he should not agree.

However, he has known Ye Qingchen for so many years, and the young master was also pleased with her back then, as an old man, he wanted to agree.

"Flying sword, get out of the way. "Before Mo Feijian was entangled for long, an order came from the sedan chair.

This familiar voice to the bones, many years ago, also whispered so gently in her ear, saying touching love words.

Time has passed, and when I hear it again, it is so indifferent and alienated.

An indescribable sourness filled his heart, and Ye Qingchen only felt bitter in his throat.

Mo Feijian stepped aside. She and him were separated only by a thin veil.

She could see through the red veil that the figure inside was still as majestic as it had been back then. Compared to that year, it seems to be even more unattainable.

He was dressed in bright red clothes, and he was in high spirits and in good spirits. He was going to meet his bride, but the bride was not her.

Those lost times seem to be going backwards at this moment, and how beautiful the past is, the more it sets off the sadness and irony of the moment.

She took a deep breath, then slowly reached out and removed the hat from her head.

In an instant, her stunning face, which was enough to make the heavens and the earth lose color, was unreservedly displayed in everyone's field of vision, attracting countless amazing eyes.

Ye Qingchen stared at the figure in the sedan chair and asked in a loud voice, "Long Junmo, have you ever been... Have you liked me?"

As soon as these words came out, countless people around them gasped.

This fairy-like person turns out to be really the old friend of the young palace master!

Long Jue, who was not in the team to greet relatives, but secretly rubbed and mixed in the crowd because of curiosity, also stared at his eyes.

"This stinky boy!" he gritted his teeth, and he scolded angrily.

"I thought you were a dedicated species, followed me with Lao Tzu, I never thought that you were a romantic person!

Long Jue looked at Ye Qingchen, his expression gradually became kind, and the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he felt. I thought to myself, what a good girl, at first glance, she is different from those vulgar fans! Is Long Junmo blind? Don't let such a good girl go, but actually empathize and don't fall in love, and plan to marry her?

"I haven't ever liked you. After waiting for nearly ten seconds, Long Junmo's faint voice came from the sedan chair.

In front of so many people, saying such hurtful words can be said to be quite ruthless.

Everyone couldn't help but complain a little about Long Junmo in their hearts, blaming him for not knowing how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade.

The girl is in the dust, and she wants to come from far away, even if she really doesn't like it, she can't hurt the girl's heart like this.

The eyes of everyone who fell on Ye Qingchen were full of pity.

Such a beautiful girl, I want to have a deep love for the young palace master, who would have thought that in the end, the goddess has a heart to the king and has no dreams, but after all, she still paid by mistake.

I have never liked you ...

This faint voice was obviously as light as a feather, but here in Ye Qingchen, it was as heavy as a mountain, and word by word struck her heart, leaving her eyes full of devastation.

(End of chapter)