Butterfly Dream of Longevity Tribulation

Inside the hall, the guests were full of laughter and laughter.

In the center of the main hall hangs the hibiscus jade that Cang Xuan personally found from the deep sea. The soft and brilliant light scattered in the hall, illuminating the faces and bodies of everyone in the hall with red light swaying, full of joy.

Although it was a big wedding, Cang Xuan always liked to wear white clothes, which hadn't changed for tens of thousands of years.

Today he is still wearing a toga with silver and white cloud patterns, but the dancing butterflies between the sleeves of the clothes reveal his thoughts.

Right now, he was standing in the hall, staring fixedly at the door of the hall, waiting for her to enter Fengyu Hall and enter his world.

The waiting process is always long.

With his hands behind his back, he was slightly nervous, even a little anxious.

In fact, this is not the first time he got married. Before her, he had married his second wife seriously in order to win over all ethnic groups who left the country and consolidate his position.

One of them is Qing Wan, the Princess of the Water Clan. Her father, Qing Ze, is the patriarch of the Departing Water Clan, leading the tens of thousands of Aquariums in the Wanghun Sea. Let him take charge, and I am happy to be leisurely, hiding in the deep sea, not caring about world affairs, and it has been more than two thousand years.

On the surface, Princess Qingwan is docile and virtuous, and he also treats her with great favor. Over the years, he has always treated Shui people with many rewards and never harshly.

In fact, the two are just a nominal couple. Qingwan only seeks the way of immortality, and has no intention of caring about children. She devotes herself to practice every day. She has been married to Yunshui Palace for nearly 3000 years, and has never ate at the same table or slept with Cangxuan.

Even after knowing yesterday that he was going to marry Simeng, Qingwan didn't complain at all, she only said that her practice was at a critical moment and she didn't want to be disturbed by others. Today, Qingze, who hadn't gone to sea for many years, picked her up personally .

He was originally worried that the Shui tribe would have a different heart because of this, but Qingze seemed to have known what his daughter wanted, so he was not unhappy when he left, and instead gave him many treasures as a gift for his big wedding today.

If the aquarium is stable, he will have no worries.

As for the other wife he once married, Wen Ge, the Youephan flower demon, whose lifespan was less than a thousand years old, Wen Ge was the former flower owner who had left the country, and had passed away three hundred years ago.

Back then, You Epiphyllum spread all over Lijing, and although his lifespan was short, he was once the master of Lijing's Flower Demon.But with the death of Wen Ge, the last flower master, the You Epiphyllum family has since declined.

There are also a few flower demons who are not yet educated, admire him from the demon clan, and are also the lord of the departure.

But since Ximeng agreed to the marriage last night, he sent all these people away.

Outside the hall, a salute was fired, waking him up from his contemplation, his palms were slightly wet, and his nervousness had not been relieved.

Seeing the ceremonial officer in a dark red robe slowly stepping into the hall, there was a deep smile between his brows and eyes, and he looked at the bride who was approaching slowly surrounded by Yin'er and Rouge at the door of the hall.

This wedding dress has already been prepared for her. At that time, he was quite confident about the relationship between men and women, thinking that it was only a matter of time before she married into Yunshui Palace by virtue of his status as the lord.

Unexpectedly, it took decades for him to wait until this day.

Not to mention everything in the past, she is going to be his wife today, and he feels happy from the bottom of his heart.

"It's auspicious time!"

Following the ceremonial officer's shout, the hall suddenly fell silent, everyone raised their eyes to look at Cang Xuan, Yin'er had already handed over the red silk in Simeng's hand, but he was slightly distracted and did not reach out to pick it up.

A wind blew across the hall, almost blowing away the dreamlike happyra, and the faint and cold fragrance scattered around. Some sharp-eyed people have seen the stunning beauty of the bride and secretly marveled.

Seeing that the auspicious time was about to pass, everyone held their breath, not knowing what the lord meant.

Seeing this, the ceremonial officer who retreated to the side was the most anxious, his eyes turned to the outside of the hall, but he saw the blue sky, the sun was shining, it was already time.

Seeing that the auspicious time was about to pass, the ceremonial officer had no choice but to walk over to Cang Xuan's side in a hurry, and muttered in a low voice, "My lord, the auspicious time has come, don't delay it!"

Hearing this, Cang Xuan seemed to wake up from a dream, startled for a moment, then slowly took the red silk handed over by Yin'er, although there was a smile in his eyes, but when he was walking towards Li Meng, he squinted at the guard guarding the gate of the palace After glancing at it, the guard nodded immediately, and raised his sword-holding hand, and the guards hidden among the guests rushed towards the gate of the palace.

Everyone was surprised and didn't know why.

But Cang Xuan yelled coldly, "Come out! Since you are here to watch the ceremony, why sneak around!"

Everyone followed his gaze and looked at the gate of the palace.

Surrounded by the guards, there was a pale blue figure standing silently, it was Mu Zili.

Mu Zili's blue silk was untied, hanging loosely around his waist, and there was a hint of sadness on his handsome white face.

"Meng'er, follow me!"

A soft word, like the sound of nature.

With a flick of the wide sleeves, the bride's handkerchief in front of her fell down with the wind, revealing a charming and beautiful face, but at this moment, she was holding the red silk tightly in her hand, with affection in her eyes, staring at the man in white at the other end of the red silk.

The guards showed their bright swords, waiting for Cang Xuan's order, they were about to stab Mu Zili.

But Cang Xuan just smiled, shook his head slightly, and pulled the red silk closer and closer inch by inch, and the bride on the other end of the red silk was also embraced by him.

Then, the bride looked back at Mu Zili, her cherry lips slightly parted, and said softly: "Since brother Mu is here to watch the ceremony, the lord should greet you well. On the day of great joy, how can the guards face each other with swords?" Woolen cloth?"

Although her eyes stopped on Mu Zili, she was speaking to Cang Xuan.

"What Meng'er said is very true! I was negligent! Come on! Give me your seat!" Cang Xuan put one hand on her waist, and gently raised the other hand, signaling to the attendants to greet the distinguished guests.

At this moment, the guards who originally surrounded Mu Zili had already dispersed, but when the guards stepped forward to help him sit, they were not even three feet away from him, they were already bleeding from the mouth and ears due to the shock of an invisible energy, and they fell to the ground and died.

"Meng'er, follow me!"

It's the same sentence, but he condensed his spiritual power to say it, even the little demon with superficial knowledge can't stand this shout.

The little monsters in front of him whose spiritual veins had been broken by his spiritual power had been impacted twice in a row. At this moment, their bones had turned into blood, flowing freely in the hall.

Immediately, Fengyu Hall, which was originally beaming with joy, fell into a solemn and cold.

The guests watching the ceremony in the hall, apart from the old part of the demon world in the past, there are still many ghosts who survived by living in Cangxuan. Seeing Cangxuan's big wedding day, the man in blue shirt suddenly appeared and splashed blood into the hall, and they have already been on guard. It's just that the magical artifacts were taken away when they entered the palace, and now they have to rely on their respective spiritual powers to prepare for the battle for Cangxuan.

It may be careless, or it may be underestimating the enemy.

Cang Xuan never expected that Mu Zili would be so ignorant and disturb his happy event.

The hand around Simeng's waist tightened suddenly, the smile froze in his eyes, his body froze, and the killing intent appeared.

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