The Return of the Phoenix

They didn't bring their gods with them, and went to the square of the ceremony at the first time. Instead, they took their gods, circled several times in the high altitude, and then slowly landed on the square of the ceremony. Jun Moyuan was very angry.

But now it was the ceremony of the bond again, and it was hard for him to get angry, so he could only look at the elders with a pair of warning eyes.

As soon as Leng Wuyou appeared, he immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

The crimson phoenix robe, taking advantage of Dieli's figure as if walking out of a painting, made everyone feel dazzled, they just felt as if they saw the only light in the world, then The dazzling bright.

At this time, many people understood why the Demon Zun was so eager to hurry up and reject the God Zun as his own.

If it were theirs, they would think so too.

But they have self-knowledge, so they know that they are not worthy.

And the corners of the mouths of the Moyu people laughed almost to the back of the ears.

It's so embarrassing.

When Leng Wuyou got down from the phoenix chair, Jun Moyuan couldn't wait to walk over, wanting to take the little girl's hand back from his uncle's hand.

Even though Jun Moyuan had already got the exact answer from the little girl, he still felt a little nervous unconsciously when he heard the question from his uncle at this moment, and looked closely at his little girl.

The tension on Jun Moyuan's face disappeared in an instant, and the smile on the corner of his mouth made Leng Wushang feel a little glaring.

As for the people around, whoever was directly ignored by him.

"Welcome everyone today to participate in the bond ceremony between the gods of the Wutong Realm and the Demon Lord of the Demon Realm. The ceremony begins now."

"Cough cough..."

Colorful auspicious signs descend from the sky.

There were also some noisy environments that were suddenly silent, and everyone's faces were serious.

"I would."

Imagery.

"I won't give you that chance."

"Okay, if he bullies you or dares to bully you in the future, brother will never let him go."

Leng Wushang raised his hand and handed him over to Jun Moyuan.

Jun Moyuan's eyes were always on Leng Wuyou's body, and he never left them for a moment.

"The Dao is paramount, order is the principle, and the law is the rule. Now there are Leng Wuyou, the God Venerable of Wutong Realm, and Moyu Demon Venerable, who intend to become Taoist couples and make the truth. I hope everyone will check it out."

After Leng Wushang's words fell, Jun Moyuan immediately picked up.

"Devil Lord Mo Yuan, are you willing to become a Taoist partner with God Lord Leng Wuyou?"

"God Venerable Leng Wuyou, are you willing to become a Taoist partner with Demon Venerable Lord Mo Yuan?"

When Leng Wuyou said these words, he didn't look at Leng Wushang, but at Jun Moyuan. It was obvious that these words were not only addressed to Leng Wushang, but also to Jun Moyuan.

"I hope you remember what you said yourself."

The way of heaven opened his mouth, and brilliant lotus flowers fell in the air, circling around Leng Wuyou and Jun Moyuan.

Tiandao stood on the high platform and looked at the two pairs of people, coughed twice and cleared his throat.

That is called without hesitation.

But Leng Wushang was on guard against him, so when he approached, he led Leng Wuyou back, looking sideways at Xiao Qi and asked very seriously.

"Xiaoqi, you are willing to become a Daolu with him. If you don't want to just say a word, the elder brother will take you away."

Jun Moyuan brought Leng Wuyou with him, and the two came to the central round platform in the center of the square.

"If one day you lose Xiaoqi, no matter what price you pay, I will not make it easier for you, and I will take Xiaoqi away."

High above the sky, the phoenix dances and the golden dragon circles around.

He walked towards Jun Moyuan step by step with Leng Wuyou, seeing that tall man, there was a bit of coldness in those dark red eyes.

Bonding is a serious matter.

Leng Wushang stretched out his hand to rub Leng Wuyou's hair, feeling pampered.

"Brother, I am willing."

"So do I."

The two clasped their hands and clasped their fingers tightly, looking at each other closely.

Especially Jun Moyuan, with that posture, as if he was afraid that Leng Wuyou would run away.

"Today, the two voluntarily become Taoist friends, please share the same heart and life together."

A demon came up with a tray.