"Then let's stand farther away and watch. Aren't you tired with your head raised like this?" Kuangze also saw Qianhua struggling to appreciate the flowers, then his evil eyes lit up and he became lustful, "How about you go to the lake and lie in my arms and watch? ?”
Qianhua has already scolded him hundreds of times in her heart, but she still has a charming and shy face on her face, "This flower is small, you can't see it clearly when you stand far away, and it grows taller. It's a pity..." Bi lowered his head sadly, a maddening anger flashing in his eyes.
A gust of cool wind came, and Qianhua couldn't help but sneeze again and again.
Kuangze was anxious and hurriedly tightened the wind robe for her: "Why don't you go back to the house?"
Qianhua nodded, and before leaving, she still reluctantly glanced at the flowers on the rock. I didn’t believe that Kuangze couldn’t realize how much she liked this purple flower that was surprisingly similar to the crescent moon on her face, so she spent so much time on it. The contrived hint is that I hope he can dig his own grave!
Sure enough, when Qianhua woke up the next morning and opened the door of Xunfang Palace, all she could see were clusters of enchanting purple flowers! The mountains and plains are swaying like waves in the wind, and they are unbridled and stunning in every corner of the devil world.
Yan's lips parted slightly, revealing a strange smile.
Soon after, when Kuangze stood in this sea of demon-like flowers and laughed wildly, he must have never imagined that his enthusiasm to please the beauty today had single-handedly ruined his ambition!
But at this moment, after Qianhua's good show has gone to the end, she still has to patiently pretend to be full of surprises, rush to Yaoze Palace, throw herself into Kuangze's arms, and shed a few flattered tears to express her gratitude for his love.
Kuangze was so happy that he cried when he saw the beauty, so he was naturally happy and felt pity for her. He took her with him to visit the garden for another morning, and after lunch, he had to give up the beauty because he had given away the magic talisman for her. , went to the Magic Mountain Training Ground in person to make plans.
Qianhua had free time and played with Fengyao in Xunfang Palace in private. When she mentioned her next plan, Qianhua said matter-of-factly: "Marry him!"
"What!?" Fengyao was so shocked that she fell from her chair without being able to sit still, "Who are you marrying?"
"Kuanze."
"Why?" Although Fengyao never asked what the purpose of Qianhua's incarnation as Lishang was to sneak into the demon world, but judging from her deceitful behavior in the past few days, she also knew that her ultimate goal was to kill the Kuangze Demon Lord. The corpse was broken into thousands of pieces, but he didn't understand why she said "marry him" lightly at the moment. He was stunned for a moment and couldn't accept it, "My disciple, what kind of medicine are you selling in your gourd?"
Qianhua had a look of helplessness on her face and smiled quite self-deprecatingly: "I don't want to either, but according to how obsessed he is with me now, it seems that it will be a matter of time before he marries me." With such bold words, Qianhua didn't forget to use the corner of his eyes. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Feng Yao's expression.
Fengyao was really reluctant to let go: "No, my disciple, although you have no father or mother, you have me as your master! You can't make your own decisions about your marriage without my consent!"
"Master is reluctant to let go of his disciple?"
"Of course! You grew up with me pooping on you, how can you just marry me?"
"Actually... Actually, there is a good way to keep your disciple unmarried and to act according to the plan, but... it's just..."
"Just what?" Fengyao couldn't help but become anxious when she saw that Qianhua Qiqi Ai Ai couldn't figure out the reason for a long time. She simply left the stool and went to Qianhua's concubine's couch, looking at her as if waiting for her to dig a trap for him to jump.
"I just need Master's help, but I don't know if Master is willing or not." After Qianhua finished speaking, she looked at him with a look of pity in her eyes.
Fengyao disagreed: "Aren't you always polite when calling me as my master? This time, if you need my help with some trivial matter, just ask!"
"This time is not a trivial matter, it is a life-long event!" Qianhua Ming's eyes flashed, with evil intentions.
Feng Yao was secretly frightened, and immediately felt that something was wrong: "You... you don't want to... want to marry me as your master, do you?"
Qianhua smiled slyly and praised Master Fengyao for being truly charming!
"Don't do it!" Fengyao shouted sharply, tears welling up in his eyes and full of grievance.
Qianhua then smiled sadly and bitterly: "I knew that Master would not agree, so he had already made a wedding dress for me." Yanbi walked to the bedside table and took out a piece of red silk cloth from the drawer.
Fengyao felt a clear pain in her heart, and her grievance was even worse: "You are not allowed to marry!"
"If you don't succeed, you will be punished!" Qianhua looked serious, "Marrying is also part of my plan!"
"What exactly do you want?" Feng Yao was anxious, "If you want to kill Kuang Ze, I will kill him for you right now!"
"Don't blame me for underestimating the master, but the master is really no match for him."
Fengyao was furious, and for the first time he felt extremely frustrated that he was unable to do what he wanted. That day, he refused to share dinner with Qianhua, and angrily returned to Taoyao Valley alone, thinking that if his precious disciple got married, he would get married. Quan When the water is thrown out, it is out of sight but out of sight.
But three days later, when Douhua Baba came to tell him that Morning Glory was really going to marry Kuangze, Fengyao suddenly felt that the sky was about to collapse...
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Qianhua expected it to be true. Kuangze really proposed to her within three days after a romantic confession in front of flowers and under the moon. Qianhua naturally pretended to be reserved and thought about it for a moment before agreeing. Kuangze hugged the beauty and was eager to marry him. , believing in the secular view that choosing a day is worse than hitting it, decided to marry "Li Shang" as the devil queen with great fanfare the next day.
The demon world immediately fell into a hectic celebration.
On the same day that Kuangze and Qianhua got married, it was also the auspicious day for Heavenly Lord Mo Yunye to officially marry Luo Qian, the Flower Goddess.
Luo Qian had just escaped from the imprisonment in the heavenly prison not long ago. According to the customs of the heavenly world, it is not appropriate to rejoice immediately after being imprisoned. Therefore, on the day he was released from prison, Mo Yunye just brought him into the Yunqi Palace, while watching the stars at night with Taibaijin Star, he pinched his fingers. The wedding day planned for this happened to coincide with the wedding in the devil world.
According to the star official: On this day, Sirius wakes up and shines in the sky, which is a good omen!
As a high official, the heavenly father had cut off all contact with his adopted son Kuangze a few days ago, so the only wedding wine he could drink was the one offered by his biological son Mo Yunye. At that time, he heard how spectacular the ceremony of conferring the title of Queen of the Demon Realm was. Even more so in heaven, Fang regretted that he had cultivated great hidden dangers around him.
On this day, two of the four realms were overjoyed, almost universally celebrating and shocking with splendor.
The overt and covert grievances and conflicts were temporarily concealed under the intertwining situation, and they could only be ready to move in the undercurrent of drunkenness and wealth. And equally ready to move, there is a wolf heart in the Thirteen Hells of the Ghost Realm, who loves to steal marriages!
The origin of the favorite thing about wedding snatching is not the wedding itself, but the wedding bride, the beloved that some rogue wolf is unwilling to give up...
The scoundrel has abandoned all love and hatred and has been lying there for five hundred years. It's time to wake up! (To be continued)