The God-defying girl, the world-defeating onmyoji

Chapter 51 Hanging Palace Lantern 2
However, just as she took a few steps towards the iceberg, she froze.

Out of the corner of his eye, he landed on the flourishing and festive flowers on the Pangu Square at the main entrance of the main hall.

——That is obviously a happy hall.

It turns out that gods are as vulgar as ordinary people, she thought sarcastically, the so-called nobility of gods turned out to be just the most clumsy lie.

In the next second, her eyes came into contact with the newlyweds surrounded by the congratulatory crowd.

The blood congealed immediately.

That woman, delicate and charming, wearing layers upon layers of complicated and gorgeous beaded crowns, lest no one will see the light of the pearls—it is Lanyan, the niece of the Emperor of Heaven.

That man, with his wedding gown and silver hair shining brightly, had no expression on his indifferent face, as if the external things were completely out of his mind, and it didn't matter who he married—not Mo Yanqing, but who else?
Bai Su only felt a blockage in his heart, followed by a fishy throat!
Embarrassingly, a mouthful of blood fell on her skirt!
Tonight and Hexi...

You are a stranger...

Did I actually bump into your wedding hall?

She felt sad and turned her head to leave.

But there was a wave of humiliation and anger rising into the air!

--Do not!

—I can't go!
——I haven’t yet, let me ask you that sentence!

At this time, the gods from all walks of life are like spring breeze blowing on their faces, smiling all over the garden.

Recently, good things have happened.

Not only was the demon king broken up by the seal, his soul flew away, and the heavens turned from danger to safety, but the chief patron saint of glory and meritorious deeds, Mo Yanqing, the most beautiful man in the heavens, even agreed to marry the heavenly emperor's beloved niece, Princess Lanyan, the most beautiful woman in the heavens, What a joy!
Heavenly Emperor Longyan Dayue not only raised the rank of all the gods to one level, but even the human world was honored, extending the spring for an extra month in the past ten years.

The wedding hall is extremely luxuriously furnished. It has been 1000 years, and there has never been such a grand event in the heavens.

It is only said that the pearl on Princess Lanyan's phoenix crown is the treasure of Zhenhai in the East China Sea, and the light can be seen from [-] miles away.

...today is a good day...

However, when the cups were mixed and everyone was flattering the newlyweds, a red shadow, like a flame, descended from the sky!

Everyone turned pale.

Especially Daoist Taiyi, Emperor Donghua, and Daoist Yuqing.

The emperor's face is not very good-looking.

But the bride, Princess Lanyan, couldn't see clearly because she was caged in the hipa.

The red dress was fluttering, and it stopped at the corner of the eaves of the Yuhua Palace, its silver hair raised sharply!
Everyone was shocked - when did this woman also have gray hair!

Bai Su showed that pale face, it was a beautiful but broken face, with monstrous waves in his eyes!

Her voice was gentle but with indestructible power, blowing like a hurricane in the wedding hall: "Master, why did you marry someone else?"

Mo Yanqing raised her head quietly, without any emotion in her eyes, said lightly: "I am not your master, you remember wrongly, and, I have already told you not to follow me, didn't you hear me?" ?”

"So you really don't want Bai Su anymore." She smiled miserably.

The wind blows her three thousand silver threads.

Blowing up her fiery red dress.

Blowing her cold heart.

She smiled like a poppy in full bloom.

Poignant and gorgeous.

With a little relief.

Since there is nowhere to escape, it is better to be joyful.

Since there is no pure land, it is better to be meditation.

Since it is not what you wish, it is better to be relieved.

Suddenly, he clasped his hands together and hit his heart hard!
Brilliance burst! !
The world changes color! !
Many gods will never forget that scene in their entire lives.

In the sky full of clouds and clouds, the silver-haired and red-clothed woman waved a huge golden light with both hands, and struck towards her heart viciously. Spreading her fingers apart, she actually took out a golden ball of light from her heart alive!
"This..." The gods couldn't help gasping.

"Bai Su..." Bixia wanted to step forward to stop her, but Yuqing firmly held her back.

Those fairies trembled even more.

"Master, give it back to you—my heart, my love, I will give it back to you—" She laughed wildly, her silver hair blooming violently like a flower in the wind!
A ray of golden light came across with a bang, and stopped quietly at Mo Yanqing's feet.

His lips trembled slightly, and he bent down and picked it up.

It was a small flower, light yellow, like osmanthus.

But Bai Su never looked at him again, turned around, and rushed towards Zhuxiantai like a red cloud!
"Susu!!" Sensing Bai Su's aura, You Bao rushed over from afar, but was it a step too late?

It hurriedly urged Hong Ling to catch up, seeing the misty clouds, where was the red figure, Hong Ling gritted his teeth, and jumped with You Bao...

The body fell uncontrollably, falling, just like her broken heart.

No, she has no heart.

She had returned to him the "flower of soul" that she loved him.

Now she is a person who doesn't even have a heart, how can she still feel pain?

How can I feel pain again...

never again...

no……

any……

worried about...

The moment she jumped off the Zhuxian platform.

The heart is extremely peaceful.

There was even a smile on the corner of his mouth.

It's as if, my love has been wiped out with that "flower of soul"...

Farewell, Master...

In the next life, I will be a mortal, an ordinary mortal.

In the next life, I will never foolishly cultivate any kind of immortal again, only to get scars all over my body and mind.

In the next life, I only want to hold hands with a mortal, and I never want to face the wind and sand in the sky again!

——Master, farewell!

Emperor Xuanyuan has been on the throne for three years.

Chang'an City——

The current emperor is young and talented, smart and wise, and has always been prosperous and prosperous since he took the throne.

Today in Chang'an City is more lively than ever, because today is the Lantern Festival in the world.

There are many talents and beauties in Chang'an City. The lamps made by these people are very elegant, and they are no longer simply worshiping heavenly officials.There may be pictures or words on the lamp.There are even a few friends who hang out the lamps made by each other and ask people to comment on the quality. The winner laughs, and the loser treats them to wine.

There are also talented women who make poems and riddles on the lamps. If someone answers the next sentence or guesses the riddles, they will win the female celebrity that the talented women sew by themselves.The prizes are not precious, but they are very special, causing a lot of young men to scramble for the first.

When the lanterns first come on, the city is full of noise, and there is a peaceful atmosphere everywhere. A few children carry lanterns, chasing and beating groups. The Chang'an Lake is even more lively. The river lanterns are like long curved dragons, extending to the horizon.

Guessing lantern riddles, watching lanterns, releasing river lanterns, and wishing booths are crowded with people everywhere.

The roadside peddlers cleverly made all kinds of lanterns and interesting gadgets, which filled the only bluestone path leading to Chang'an Lake.

However, Xuanyuan Han felt a little dispirited and wanted to return to the palace.

Under the willow tree by the lake, a handsome-looking scholar came out with a box in his arms, opened it with great care, and brought out an octagonal palace lantern with hanging ribbons.

The style is not only lively and interesting, but the workmanship is more refined.The lamp bone is made of rare Lingnan white bamboo, and the eight sides of the lamp are made of Bingjiao yarn, with eight pictures embroidered on it, telling the story of Chang'e flying to the moon.The woman in the painting has a graceful figure and a beautiful appearance.Whether they are happy, sad, angry, or weeping, they are all lifelike and moving, even compared with the embroidery used by the imperial court, they are not inferior, on the contrary, they are more unique.

There was only a flash of amazement in Xuanyuanhan's deep starry eyes, but it was only for a moment.

"Sier, go back to the palace"

Crowds of people, lanterns all over the street, but he suddenly felt bored.

"Your Majesty... Lord, you just came out, don't you want to go shopping for a while?" After all, Xiao Si is the father-in-law who has been by his side all year round, and his words carry weight all the time, and only he can so boldly ask this man's opinion.

"Too many people, too boring." Xuanyuan Han rubbed his "acupoint" on the sun, feeling a little tired suddenly.

"Master, I'm going to prepare the carriage right now." Seeing Xuanyuanhan's tired face, Si'er didn't bother to persuade him to play longer.

Nodding quickly, he was submerged in the sea of ​​people.

"It has changed, this lamp is so magical"

"Wow, this woman is comparable to the Nine Heavens Profound Girl"

"Ignorant child, the woman in this painting is much more beautiful than the Nine Heavens Profound Girl..."

"Hey—but what a beauty and white hair..."

Xuanyuan Han, who was about to turn around and walk out of the crowd, heard this sentence, as if he was suddenly struck by lightning, and he floated out of the crowd like a gust of wind.

But I saw the octagonal hanging tape palace lantern with a single picture just now.At this time, the picture above has completely changed. On the lamp paper, there is a woman with long silver hair sitting cross-legged among them, holding a delicate white jade zither.

——Bright moon.

Xuanyuan Han frowned, and his deep eyes became even more bottomless.

According to legend, the bright moon is a zither made of phoenix bones. It is famous all over the world, and it actually appears in a painting, and the woman in this painting...

Xuanyuan Han was stunned, and suddenly a burst of excitement emerged from the bottom of his heart. He clenched his fists tightly, his slender knuckles sizzling, and finally his deep eyes were no longer dark, but a touch of uncontrollable excitement.

With silver hair and a poignant face, there are vicissitudes of life at the fingertips.

The willows are full, the green luan and the phoenix are singing,
Qingluan Fengming people listen,

Naruto listens and hears tears,
I heard that Liu Qingqing was full of tears.

"I bought this lamp"

A majestic and cold voice pierced through the crowd, and everyone looked around.

outside the crowd.

A man stands in a sky full of red lights.

The purple and luxurious gold-plated robe, covered with black flying dragon patterns, stared intently at the octagonal palace lantern in the hands of the scholar in Tsing Yi, like a god, wearing a brilliant morning glow descending from the sky, dazzling, beautiful, and domineering Nobility and nobility make people dare not look directly at it.

"My lord, this lamp is only for viewing and not for sale." The scholar smiled slightly and cupped his hands.

"Could it be that you think the master can't give you money?"

Xuanyuanhan was furious, and he gave Si'er who came after him a wink.

Si'er understood, quickly took out a pack of gold ingots and placed them in front of the table.

When everyone saw the gold that was as big as an egg, their eyes widened in shock.

Immediately whispered.

"This son must be a royal nobleman"

"It's either rich or expensive..."

"It's just a lantern, it's useful..."

"Poor scholars make a fortune..."

All of a sudden, a pot exploded in the crowd watching the excitement.

(End of this chapter)