Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Changshengzhou, Hongming Fairy City.

This fairy city is also full of red.

The trees in the city are hung with red silk, and the leaves are like sunset clouds.

In a courtyard in this city, there is a woman with a gentle expression, and beside her, a girl quietly holds the woman's arm.

"Mother!"

Qin Qinglan looked at Luo Fuxian, with an unsolvable sorrow in her eyes.

Luo Fuxian smiled gently, and she gently patted the back of Qin Qinglan's hand, "Don't worry about mother, mother has long been calm, your father is about to get married, you should go."

Qin Qinglan's eyes were red, and there was even a sense of grievance.

She knew what happened in the past, but in this world, emotions are hard to control.

Even if mother was wrong, was father really so heartless that he didn't give her any chance?

Wedding, but this wedding was her father marrying a woman from another family, and her mother had nothing to do with it.

Luo Fuxian looked at Qin Qinglan and whispered, "Qinglan, some things are wrong if they are wrong!"

"Your father has left room for mother."

"This time, I may be able to marry your father and fulfill your wish, but Qinglan..."

Luo Fuxian gently stroked Qin Qinglan's temples, "Mother's feelings have already ended, why should we stir up trouble again?"

"Some things, if you make a mistake, are irreversible."

"Now, he and I are not in debt, which is the best result. , this is the best destination. "

Qin Qinglan looked at Luo Fuxian, she gently held Luo Fuxian's arm, "Mother, do you really have no hope at all?"

Luo Fuxian smiled and said, "Lan'er, mother knows your worries and your grievances."

"Being his daughter to me is something you cannot choose, but this life does not necessarily mean that everything is regretless."

"Having one or two regrets is not necessarily a bad thing, nor is it necessarily a flaw!"

Luo Fuxian turned her head and looked at the city of red makeup, but it had nothing to do with her.

For many years, she had been in the fairy world, and she had expectations and hopes.

But now, Luo Fuxian has a real sense of relaxation.

Qin Xuan kept the position of the wedding for her, but Luo Fuxian knew very well that this was for Lan'er's sake.

After all, she made a wrong step, time is hard to reverse, and years cannot be returned. This step also missed the two of them.

Even if there is some affection, this is not the affection of hand in hand for a lifetime.

Qin Qinglan wanted to speak, but Luo Fuxian smiled and said, "My heart is satisfied. Be good, Lan'er. No need to persuade me anymore!"

...

After half a month, the wedding venue on the Qingdi Palace has been completed.

The Golden Garden of Heaven and Earth, the Palace of Treasure Records, the Jade Buildings, and the thousands of immortals are holding music, waiting to be played.

Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine immortal jades are used as steps, and each piece of jade is flawless, taken from the entire fairy world.

On both sides are the ice fairy trees, with ice flowers and jade branches, and red silk hanging on them.

The ground is covered with red flowers, taken from all over the fairy world, and covered with thousands of red flowers.

There are 100,000 immortal tables, carefully carved, with dragons and phoenixes engraved.

The sky is full of auspicious clouds, and the fairy beasts are jumping...

Tai Shi Futian stands at the highest point. She looks at every detail, not allowing any negligence.

In the distance, eight million immortals are waiting, and none of them dares to be anxious.

With immortal soldiers as carriages and immortal beasts as mounts, carrying millions of immortals, they came from the five states, circling this place 30,000 feet away, and dared not approach.

Suddenly, immortal music started, led by Xu Bing'er, and her music moved the heaven and earth.

"Guests, please take your seats!"

Yuan Yang, wearing a red robe, was guarding under the jade platform and shouted loudly.

Eight million immortals moved, one after another, extraordinary figures, entering the immortal table, there were too many immortals coming.

Until the 100,000 immortal tables were full, most of the immortals still could not approach.

They waited outside the immortal table, standing respectfully, not daring to complain at all.

Yuan Yang smiled, holding a pen and writing eight million gifts.

He recorded every stroke clearly.

Even though there were immortals here, there was no noise at all during the entire wedding banquet.

The immortals sat upright, looking at the end of the jade steps, on the golden garden, where five figures were standing tall.

Each figure performed the ritual of fanning back, and covered their shame with immortal cloth.

On both sides of the five figures, Qin Hao and Jiu Youyan stood with smiles, just like a golden boy and a jade girl.

The immortals looked at them, the men showed respect, and the women had respectful and envious expressions.

The immortal music was long and leisurely, playing the joy of heaven and earth.

Suddenly, there was a long roar of thousands of beasts, and the auspicious clouds in the sky suddenly dispersed.

Qin Xuan came from the sky and entered the jade steps. Qin Xuan was dressed in red and looked at the five women at the end of the 9,999 jade steps.

There was a faint smile on his face.

The immortals looked at Qin Xuan's appearance, and many of them stood up immediately.

On the jade steps, the music suddenly changed, like the sound of heaven and earth, and the sound was like the sound of nature.

Qin Xuan stepped slowly, and with one step, the immortals on the jade steps lined up.

Qin Xuan never took any leaps with each step. He stepped on each step.Steps.

His eyes, looking at the five women from afar, had a touch of vicissitudes in them.

No one knew what Qin Xuan was thinking at this moment.

At the end of the jade steps, the five women holding hands could not help but exert a little force.

They had waited for this day for many days and nights.

They had fantasized about this day for many years.

Some people had been following from China, waiting and looking forward to it, as if they were looking forward to an illusory future.

Some people met in the vast starry sky in the world of cultivation, as if they were chasing a dream like a mirror flower and water moon.

At this moment, there was a dream in the hearts of the five women, and no one could have thought that this moment would actually come.

Qin Xuan walked slowly, and every step he took was almost equal.

Even if it was a long wait, in the whole world, except for the harmony of heaven and earth, there was no other sound.

Until Qin Xuan walked through the nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps of fairy jade, his eyes were looking at the five women in front of him.

The music stopped, the world was quiet, the immortals were silent, and everything was silent.

Qin Xuan looked at the five women, wearing his wedding clothes, and his thin lips opened slightly.

"Xiao Wu!"

Xiao Wu's delicate body trembled slightly, and she heard the familiar voice.

In Qin Xuan's eyes, he seemed to see the boy and girl who had been under a tree on the campus in Jingshui City.

"Mo Qinglian!"

Mo Qinglian's palm exerted force gently, and she seemed to see Qin Xuan through the red silk.

Both of them seemed to see the companionship in the city, and even saw the mystery in the world of cultivation.

"Tu Xian!"

Qin Xuan said softly, he looked at Tu Xian.

He had seen the two whispering on the top of the Demon Mountain, and he also saw the time when Tu Xian would rather die than block his way.

"He Yun!"

Qin Xuan looked at He Yun, the woman who used to care about him every day in the city. If he didn't come back, she would be worried, and if he achieved something, she would be happy. Even if he entered the immortal path, he seemed to still be like this.

"Wushuang!"

Qin Xuan said the last name, and Jun Wushuang hummed lightly in response.

He had married her, but that time, the two were as far apart as heaven and earth.

She had been wronged, angry, sad, and worried...

Even Qin Xuan, at this moment, his heart was like a thousand thoughts churning.

Years have changed, like flowing water, and the past is like dust.