The Little Cutie is Taken Away by the Paranoid Male God

Demon Lord Ye Che looked in the direction of Qingxin Hall, his eyes were slightly soft, "Ye Che brought his dowry and entered the immortal sect, and married the little master Zu Luoci of the immortal sect."

The disciples of the Immortal Sect were in an uproar. Entering the Immortal Sect meant that there was another master in the Immortal Sect, rather than abducting the little master to the demon world.

Moreover, the other party is a Demon Venerable. Although it is stated that these gifts are on the surface, even the Demon Venerable is the Dao Companion of the little master, and the people of the Demon Race are naturally impossible to be enemies.

This is actually Ye Che's purpose.

He didn't want to use marriage as an excuse to announce in front of everyone in Xianmen, but was willing to marry her in a gesture of surrender.

He hopes that in the eyes of the world, the story of the storytelling teahouse is that the Demon Venerable is willing to join the family, rather than the Xianmen little master who agreed to marry because of the goodness of the two clans.

Even if it's just the words of others after dinner, I don't want any grievance to her.

Although the fifth senior brother is still a little dissatisfied with Ye Che, he will not show his face at this time, and his tone is light, "Come to the main hall."

Ye Che flew down from the back of the demon beast and walked towards the main hall, taking one step after another. From a distance, he saw his little partner wearing the clothes he prepared, slightly suppressing his turbulent mood.

It's not that he can't take off, it's just that he doesn't pay enough attention to it, and he doesn't want to lose half a point at such a time.

Until they walked to Luo Ci's side, they faced the Xianmen Patriarch and other virtuous elders together.

The sect master of Xianmen acted as the master of ceremonies, took out a blank and simple talisman, and walked in front of them with a serious face, "Drop a drop of blood on it, and you can form a concentric contract."

Luo Ci and Ye Che cut their fingers at the same time, and a drop of red blood fell on the talisman. The blank talisman glowed brightly, and a complicated silver rune quickly appeared, and a sentence slowly emerged above the talisman: "Heaven and earth serve as a guide. , the sun and the moon can be seen, Luo Ci and Ye Che are married, and they will always be of one mind and form a contract."

The sect master was a little surprised. This concentric linking talisman was handed down from ancient times. There was only one in stock, and there was only one less used.

The beautiful master has a smile in his eyes, it is normal for the talisman to have a vision through the love of the past.

Ye Che clearly felt that after this contract was reached, the relationship between him and his little partner became more and more close, and it was faintly approaching the state of fusion of spirit and soul.

They are not ordinary Taoist couples, naturally they are closer than ordinary Taoist couples, and even the spirit of the soul is in harmony, even more than when the dual cultivation of spirits and souls.

In addition to the Dao Companion Ceremony, there are also banquets. After all, there are demons visiting. This is the first time in hundreds of years that Xianmen and demons have a meal together.

But that has nothing to do with the two protagonists. Ye Che hugged Luo Ci and left. In order to prepare the dowry and wait for his little partner to grow up, he has waited for more than a year, and now he is eager to enter the bridal chamber.

The Mozu people were a little restrained at first. They were warned in advance not to make trouble or see blood. If the marriage of the Demon Venerable to Xianmen was delayed, the consequences would be very tragic, so they could only sit rigidly on the table and did not dare to Touching things randomly, for fear of bumping into something.

But then a Xianmen disciple who drank two more glasses came to this week dizzy and knocked to the corner of the table. The Xianmen disciple got drunk and was a little daring. He grabbed the shoulder of the demon and invited him to drink. The face was stunned, but after being suddenly drunk, one person and one demon drank it.

There are many such examples, and the disciples of Xianmen will fight with the demons.

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bridal chamber.

The Qingxin Temple is different from the simple and simple in the past. The inside and outside of the temple are dyed red, just like ordinary weddings in the secular world.

Worshiping the heavens and the earth, piecing yarn, drinking wine together, there are many of them.

Ye Che prepared two sets of clothes, one for the Dao Companion Ceremony and one for the wedding dress.

He first changed into a red robe, and then he casually tied the ink hairpin, then lowered his head and put on Luo Ci's heavy and splendid red wedding dress, from the inside out.

"I'll paint your eyebrows." Ye Che caressed her cheeks, and lowered her eyes to meticulously make up her face with meticulous attention to detail.

He has been practicing for a long time, just waiting for this night.

Not just this night, but every day in the future, he will dress and draw her eyebrows.

In the end, the phoenix crown was put on. The phoenix crown was blended with the blood of the phoenix, which was almost inaudible in the world. All the materials were rare.

Luo Ci looked at him with her eyes bent. At this moment, she was a little less immature, and her brows and eyes were a little more charming, like a blooming rose flower, which was indescribably beautiful. She was obediently shrouded in red gauze, covering her beautiful fairy face.

Ye Che, who was dressed in luxurious robes, reached out to her. He rarely wore red clothes. At this moment, his handsome face was a little more sinister. The cruelty and coldness of the past were melted, and his red eyes were soft, "Come."

She slowly put her hand on the palm of his broad palm, Ye Che clenched her little hand, and he said, "I don't kneel on the ground."

Because he does not believe in God, but only in himself.

"Second kneeling parents." Kneeling and bowing to the heart protection scale that belonged to his mother in front of him, his parents had stayed in it for many years.

Vaguely, he seemed to see the ghosts of his parents floating above the heart guard scales, looking at him and his little partner with a smile.

As if nodding, they recognized this daughter-in-law.

Ye Che's red eyes faintly collided with waves of light, and his lips couldn't help but lift, "Husband and wife worship each other."

He stroked Luo Ci and slowly turned around and bowed down face to face.

Because the red wedding dress is heavy and the phoenix crown is not light, even a monk is no different from an ordinary person in these respects.

So he supported his little partner as much as possible and didn't let her suffer too much.

After worshiping heaven and earth, he hugged Luo Ci horizontally, placed her gently in the red tent, slowly picked up the red gauze, leaned down and kissed her red lips lightly and gently, and tasted her lips. Taste, "Baby, I will remove the phoenix crown for you."

Luo Ci obediently let him move, and the weight on his head finally disappeared.

In fact, with so many planes, Fragment will give her the perfect wedding every time.

Even in the apocalypse, when the world is in a state of abysmal waste, he still does his best to create surprises for her, surrounded by flowers, and the power user uses his power to create tidbits. Although the world of beasts is simple, Fragment also worked hard to set up the wedding scene. There is no other person, only their wedding.

She quietly looked at the fragments and put the phoenix crown aside, picked up the wine from the table, and they drank it with each other.

"All right."

Ye Che's eyes were gentle, he gently unbuttoned her hair, clasped the back of her head, lowered his head and grabbed her lips, his spiritual consciousness slowly dipped into her sea of ​​consciousness, searching for her little consciousness, wrapping it domineeringly, but only Be gentler this time.

He hides all his paranoia, only being gentle and considerate.

His movements were not slow at all.

The clothes were all faded, and the red tents were brightly lit by candles.

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The hall was a feast for the two clans, and the hall of Qingxin belonged to Ye Che alone, a double feast from the body and the soul.