On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, there is only one day left before getting married.

In life, the closer to getting married, the more leisurely Zhuge Canglan will be, and the calmer his heart will be.

The whole Lingxu Island is immersed in red, and everyone who sees her will say congratulations affectionately, as if they are all very happy for him, but Zhuge Canglan can feel that there are not many people who are really happy for her .

Perhaps just as True Monarch Gu Sang said, in these people's hearts, they always feel that humans and demons cannot coexist.It's possible that while they were congratulating her, they were saying in their hearts: Don't be complacent, when you are abandoned, let's see how you cry...

But this doesn't affect Zhuge Canglan, she only lives for herself and doesn't need to be entangled in other people's eyes, so she is looking forward to tomorrow's wedding.

On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, just in time for the traditional Laba Festival, the entire Lingxu Island woke up very early. They seemed to be more concerned about the Laba Festival than preparing for her wedding.

Zhuge Canglan pushed open the window, and there was a faint aroma of Laba porridge in the air. Seeing the busy people outside, an indifferent smile rose from the corner of his lips.

These people are irrelevant. The person who is important to her will prepare a grand wedding for her tomorrow.

Zhuge Canglan had no doubts about Yutian Xuanhuang's promise. He said that their wedding would be more spectacular than Tianjun's ascension to the throne, so it must be.

However, today's sky seems a little gloomy, like it's going to be cloudy.

Zhuge Canglan was a little worried, if it was going to snow, it would be all snow today, and for her wedding tomorrow, it must not be snowed.

After washing and tidying up, Zhuge Canglan went up to Yunmiao Peak again.

From the second day she came back, she went there almost every day.

Although, I haven't seen Xianzun every time...,

But Zhuge Canglan still goes there every morning.

Today is the last time. When I leave Lingxu Island tomorrow, I'm afraid I won't have the chance to go there again...

Stepping on Yunmiao Peak again, Zhuge Canglan didn't immediately wait outside the gate of Xianzun, but slowly turned around. This might be the last time, she wanted to look back on the days when she lived here .

The scenery of Yunmiao Peak has not changed a bit from before, even the half-old futon in the pavilion in the water center has not moved!

The golden lotuses on the water surface spread out one by one, but this time, not many bloomed, and most of them will not bloom...

Zhuge Canglan woke up the little flower essence in a golden lotus: "Did the Immortal come out today?"

Xiao Huajing lay on the flower heart, lacking in interest, and said listlessly: "No... It's been a long time since I saw the Immortal Venerable, alas... I can't see the Immortal Venerable, I'm so exhausted..."

Zhuge Canglan frowned slightly, she had never seen the Immortal Venerable, and her cultivation could not feel him, she even felt that maybe... the Immortal Venerable had already left here.

However, Zhuge Canglan knew that the Immortal Venerable would not leave Lingxu Island...

She came to Xianzun's door, stood there for a while, and said, "Master...this disciple has come to disturb your cultivation again."

She paused for a moment, then said again: "Master, this disciple is going to get married tomorrow..."

"Perhaps you know who the other party is, that is... the Demon Emperor. In the future, I'm afraid this disciple will never be able to come back again. Master... take care!"

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