The clouds are clear, and the smoke is clear.

The vast pressure spread out like a mist from the boundary gate, and instantly permeated the wedding hall. As the most famous pair of scourges in the Three Realms, the way they appear together is bound to be high-profile.

The gods are bright and clean, and the power is awe-inspiring. The surrounding auspicious phoenix beasts stopped dancing, and bowed their heads with flat wings from mid-air; the bells around them were windless and automatic, and the sound of the bells and chimes was pleasant and pleasant.

At the end of the corridor, a pair of beautiful people came side by side.

The purple robe is handsome, the black placket, and the gold and silver edges are enchanting inlaid on it, and the luxury is actually revealed, and the surrounding gold carvings and jasper are instantly discolored.

The white clothes are solemn, the color is extremely plain, the minimalist makeup, and the smooth that catches the eye, like the snow is close to the human eye.

The wide-sleeved robe is unfurled in the wind, and the long hem of the robe sways to the ground. White and purple, both cold colors, swaying in the red corridor, there is a kind of alienation and indifference that cuts through time and space, and touches people's hearts.

Closer, the face is peerless, noble and wanton, elegant and ethereal, fragrant and eternal.

The clear corridor is under the main hall, and the two of them have not moved their eyes lightly along the way, and their eyes are cold, more like standing on a high platform, peerless Yonghua, looking at the world.

All the voices of the wedding banquet were quiet at this moment, and everyone was breathing, looking forward to the moment when they really walked up to the high level and met the newcomer relatively, which must have been very exciting.

On the high platform of the main hall, Chi Sheng pursed his lips, his eyes moved slightly, under his long sleeves, his palms were slightly tight, but his face was still luxurious and dignified, cold and beautiful.

"Master, Ah Chu is late. Qingluo's voice seemed to float into everyone's ears, and Bai Chu smiled at the corner of his mouth and walked slowly.

"It's late, but it's not too late. Chi Shu looked at her with a faint smile, smiling gracefully, still clear and warm, "I still have to watch the last salute in a hurry." ”

"Master's wedding, Ah Chu deliberately did not drive the clouds, and came from the 10,000-mile-long steps, 99,099 steps, I wish Master and... The emperor and queen will last for a long time. Dai's eyebrows were raised slightly, and her clear eyes revealed a bit of agility and cunning, still the same senseless coquettish appearance that followed him when she was a teenager, "Master, such a big gift, after the ceremony is completed, the newcomer will be the first to drink the wine." ”

The tense atmosphere that had been in my heart for a long time dissipated and emptied, and the eyes of the whole audience were full of regret, Fox Emperor, you are really here to watch the ceremony?

On the high platform, there is still a scene of harmony between master and apprentice.

"The first glass of newcomer wine after the ceremony is indispensable to you. The emperor was gentle and smiled, "Master's wedding, the first glass of wine after the ceremony, shouldn't the apprentice honor the master?"

The tail of his eyes was frivolous, and he smiled brightly: "This is reasonable, then Ah Chu is waiting here, and no one can grab the first two glasses of wine after the ceremony." ”

Chi Shu smiled and nodded in agreement: "Yes." ”

When the words fell, she looked sideways at the person beside her, the smile on the corner of her lips was as usual, and when she saw the red mark on her neck, she smiled for a while, and the dark color flashed in her deep eyes, and then she smiled gently: "After a long time, the demeanor of the Demon Venerable is still the same." ”

Van Gogh's eyes narrowed, the corners of his lips were hooked in a good mood, and he smiled brightly: "When it comes to style, who can compare to the emperor of great joy?"

The two talked and laughed like a spring breeze, and for a while, they seemed to be friends who had been friends for many years.

Seeing Bai Chu's eyes, his expression was mysterious, and his eyes were full of strangeness.

"Demon Venerable, Your Majesty. ”

The two seats next to the Heavenly Monarch's seat were prepared for the Demon Venerable and the Fox Emperor at a glance. Van Gogh smiled lightly, and glanced at Chi Shu's guidance with horizontal eyes, and his phoenix eyes suddenly shone brightly. He looked back at Bai Chu, leaned over to her ear, and his intimate demeanor was exposed in front of everyone without scruples, obviously it should be a private voice, but the voice was not big or small, but anyone who was curious and wanted to hear it could hear it clearly: "After you're done, do you want to go to me, or go back to you?"

"Go to me. ”

"You?" Van Gogh hesitated, "didn't the foot of the bed in your temple collapse last night?"

"Isn't it better to sleep if one collapses?" Bai Chu looked at him, and said it was a matter of course.

Van Gogh seemed to think of something, and his eyes lit up, "It makes sense, after I go back, I will see another one, and it must be more comfortable to sleep with only two feet left." ”

Above board, he said very calmly, and every word of the ambiguous words couldn't help but make people think about it, and when he finished speaking, many people in the full seat lowered their eyes and blushed slightly, and glanced sideways, Chi Shu's face seemed to be darker than before.

Van Gogh bent his lips, flew to the main table in a very comfortable mood, and happily greeted the people sitting next to him: "Tianjun, I haven't seen you for a long time, and the beauty next to me has changed again." ”

Tianjun, who had just taken a sip of wine, choked in his throat.

The face of the queen next to her became dark.

What kind of beauty can be exchanged for the heavenly monarch? Except for the queen of heaven, isn't it still the queen of heaven? This queen of heaven is not the queen of heaven, everyone knows it. In the past 30,000 years since Xin Xi was the queen of heaven, she hated to hear this kind of thing the most, Bai Chu had an enmity with her, and it was just a matter of not waiting to see her, and now, being talked about by the Demon Venerable was another unpleasant.

After all, she is still the queen of heaven, and the noble cultivation cultivated in the past 30,000 years is there, so she frowned slightly and looked at Van Gogh: "I heard that His Royal Highness of my clan, the immortal root is blocked, and it is related to the Demon Venerable?"

Van Gogh leaned back in his chair lazily, reached out to take the wine handed by the attendant, smiled leisurely, and did not answer.

The queen of heaven was silent for an embarrassed moment, and her voice was weak: "Demon Venerable, Your Highness of my clan—"

In the middle of his sentence, he was interrupted by a leisurely voice.

"Heavenly Monarch, the deity has not asked about the world in recent years, because some things are not very clear. Deep eyes were raised, and the handsome beauty of the envious people was as cold as frost, "A mere inferior golden dragon, how can it be said that the bloodline of the heirs of the queen of heaven Dayi belongs to her clan?"

Xin Xi's face froze, and her eyes showed some disbelief.

"Heavenly Monarch, if it were in my demon realm, the concubines in the partial room would never be brought out to serve them. Van Gogh's jade-like face showed a polite and dignified smile, and he persuaded very casually: "This kind of miscellaneous person, the rules are light, and anyone dares to talk at will." The ...... next to you Tsk, it's not nice to say, it really hurts the prestige of the heavenly monarch, so don't bring it out next time. ”

The Demon Venerable has not asked about the world for many years, and he does not know that Xin Xi's feelings are forgivable, and the Heavenly Monarch frowned and was about to speak.

Van Gogh quickly took a sip of wine, and then said, "You must know that the deity has always been clean and self-conscious, except for the Fox Emperor, the girl next to him is not in his eyes." Now the woman on the side somehow came up to talk to the deity and ignored it, but if the fox emperor misunderstood, what should the deity do?"

The seats at the tables that were close to each other were immediately silent, and their heads hung down so that they didn't dare to glance this way. Obediently, he changed the law and said that the queen of heaven did not abide by the woman's way to seduce men, but he didn't name his name and didn't say a word of swearing, Tianjun's face was green, and he didn't open his mouth when he said it.

Van Gogh's voice was neither light nor heavy, and it was transmitted to the front of the high platform.

Bai Chu raised his eyebrows and glanced at him approvingly.

Van Gogh raised his glass to her, his eyes shining and his smile bright.

In the eyes of others, it is another autumn wave of frequent send-offs, eyebrows and affection. Ahem, this is someone else's wedding, can you two pay attention!

Speaking of the wedding, at this time, the master of ceremonies, who had been waiting for two hours, finally recovered his role, and his high-pitched voice waved in the air: "Newcomer, three bows." ”

The two people dressed in the stabbed gold crimson wedding dress saluted each other, the pearl and jade shook gently, without making a sound, the complicated phoenix patterns were dazzling, and every time the folds of the clothes on the wedding dress changed, they were clearly reflected in Bai Chu's eyes, she looked at it with a smile, smiled elegantly, and her clear eyes were as quiet as autumn.

"Reiching—"

After the ceremony, it is a toast.

The maid who had been waiting on the side came up with a lacquer plate, the jade pot was slightly poured, and the clear wine was slowly poured into the cup, the wine was mellow and fragrant.

Bai Chu stretched out his hand and took a cup from the lacquer plate, holding it with both hands, raising his arms straight, the noble goddess, with a solemn expression: "The first cup, the apprentice respects the master, and the master thanks for his careful teaching over the years." ”

When the words fell, he covered his head with his sleeves and drank it all.

An imperceptible gloom flashed in Chi Shu's eyes, he curled his lips, took a glass of wine as well, and dried it up.

At this point, everything seems to be going in order and as a matter of course. Van Gogh, who was seated at the main table, glanced over slightly, raised his eyebrows and smiled, and also drank a glass of wine.

Dressed in white with wide sleeves, he took another cup from the chessboard with his hands, his expression was still the same, but he smiled: "The second cup, it is still the apprentice to respect the master, and the apprentice has caused a lot of trouble to the master over the years, thank you here." ”

Drink it all again.

Chi Shu still smiled, the smile on the corner of his mouth was slightly stiff, and the glass of wine was exhausted.

Before the attendant could do anything, Bai Chu snatched the wine jug and refilled the cup by himself, his eyes were gloomy and profound: "The third cup is still a disciple to respect the master, thank the master for saving his life in the snowy mountains tens of thousands of years ago, and thank the master for his pity for the child." ”

The glass of wine is still gone.

After three glasses, the newlyweds toast.

Not only Chi Shu, but when Chi Sheng took the wine glass over, Bai Chu bent his lips, and in his delicate eyes, there was a shallow edge leisurely swinging under his eyes: "The deity wishes the emperor and the emperor a hundred years of good harmony, white heads and eyebrows, and never give up until death." ”

The voice is crisp, like a pearl falling on a jade plate, neat and distinct.

It was a lively banquet, but it suddenly quieted, and a strange and solemn silence was born out of thin air.

A hundred years, white head, until death.

The gods do not have a hundred years, they will not be white-headed, and they will not die easily. This is not a blessing, a provocation, a curse.

Chi Sheng's face changed greatly: "White-"

The voice that suddenly became angry was interrupted by a warm voice: "Thank you to the Fox Emperor." ”

She watched in amazement as Chi Shu drank up this glass of wine, and she looked at Bai Chu awe-inspiringly. The goddess is dressed in white, as if she has suddenly changed a person, there is no more cunning and charming on her face, she is cold and lonely between her eyebrows, and her eyes are indifferent, like glass under the moon, and the cold light is alienated and chilling.

Quiet and beautiful, out of the world.

It was clearly her, and it was clearly no longer her, Chi Sheng saw the obvious pale gold divine pattern on her forehead, and several unprecedented panics and tensions arose in her heart, she clenched the wine glass in her hand, and her delicate hands were white.

"The emperor doesn't drink?" Bai Chu stared at her lightly, and there was no joy or anger in his eyes, "The blessing of the deity, the emperor disdains it?"