Forcing the Demon to Be Good: The Demonic Highness knocks on the door

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The sedan chair finally stopped and stopped in front of the main hall of Yunfu Palace.

The car curtain was lifted, and a white and slender hand stretched in.

With a clean breath, a gentle voice said in a low voice, "Luoer." It was Master Yun Hua who hadn't seen him for three days.

Qi Luoer's heart trembled, and she put her hand in his palm. [

His palm was warm and dry, but her little hand was a little wet, obviously very nervous.

"Luoer, don't be afraid, I'm here for everything."

Yun Hua whispered, his usually cold eyes were now full of tenderness.

Qi Luoer's heart trembled, and she lowered her eyes.

I don't know what it feels like in my heart, it seems sour and sweet, and there is a ray of bitterness coming up...

Yun Hua held her little hand and helped her out of the sedan chair.

Immediately, the celestial music rang together, and the sounds of nature were clear.

Countless smallpox fell from the sky, dancing to each other's cranes...

Qi Luoer and Yun Hua stood side by side.

Looking at him through Xipa, I saw that he finally took off the white clothes and was wearing a brand-new scarlet gown, with picturesque eyebrows, elegant face, and a faint luster like pearls.

Just standing there so lightly, it is in stark contrast to the noisy and colorful decorations around it.

Like a drop of morning dew among thousands of flowers, it sticks to its pure heart and is not stained by the surroundings at all.

He took her hand and walked all the way to the head of the hall through the immortals from the six realms who came to watch the ceremony.

Along the way, there are several tables on both sides of the center of the hall with various fruits, pears and peaches and sumptuous banquets.

The gathering of gods from all walks of life can be compared to the peach festival held by the Queen Mother in the sky.

Under the gaze of all the guests, the two walked up the hall step by step,

Ling Xuzi sat at the head of the hall, wearing a golden crown and cloud robe, with a solemn expression.

His eyebrows lowered slightly, and he smiled slightly when he saw Qi Luoer and Yun Hua holding hands tightly.

Finally, the two stood in front of an incense table. [

Qi Luoer held one hand in Yun Hua's.

The other hand was clenched into a fist in the sleeve, and the knuckles were all pale white.