Nangong Xiaoxiao picked a basket of wild flowers and ran to Wu Yi in a hurry, with a complex expression of excitement and surprise: "Wu Yi! Wu Yi! My eyelids have been dancing since early in the morning. Hey, is something big going to happen?"
Wu Yi knew that today was a happy day when the demon world and the heaven world were sealed together on the same day, but: "What else can happen in this world? No matter how big the issue is, it has nothing to do with us."
Xiaoxiao was thrown cold water by Wuyi's indifference, and she used a bamboo raft to cross to the center of the lake to exchange the flowers around her for Nan Liyue. However, she suddenly discovered that there was nothing on the cold jade except the delicate and charming one. Surrounded by hundreds of flowers, there is nothing!
Xiaoxiao was so shocked that she dropped a basket of flowers and almost fell into the lake: "The Demon King is missing!"
With a cry, Wu Yi suddenly turned around, Ling Bo came over slightly, and saw that Nan Li Yue, who had been lying on the cold jade for five hundred years without any sign of survival, had disappeared!
"Lord Wolf!?" Wu Yi's panicked eyes swept across every corner of the Lishang Realm, helplessly escaping into a blank void, and murmured to Xiao Xiao, "Lord Wolf Cang Yan is also missing..."
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The sun sets in the west, the moon rises above the willow branches, the lanterns first come on, and the stars are lonely.
There was a scene of joy in the Nine Heavens, with hundreds of flowers blooming and vying for beauty.
The demon world was also shrouded in a smoky atmosphere of steaming clouds and rosy clouds. All the demons raised their glasses, sang songs to each other, and drank until they were drunk. Therefore, no one noticed that there was a thin ray of light isolated on the distant sea of hopelessness. The figure looked at the bright full moon under the vast sky, covering half of the sky, and the shining Sirius in the sky that dispersed the shrouded clouds and mist, facing the wind proudly, with a surging heart.
She was none other than someone else. At this moment, she should have been wearing a phoenix crown and harem, being affectionately held by Demon Lord Kuangze, walking across the red carpet supported by thousands of people, and entering the palace of the Demon Queen.
But that kind of devil is not the devil she wants. She does not hesitate to push her lovely master into the clutches of Kuangze, and she comes here alone, facing the stormy waves and windy clouds, waiting for the devil in her heart who has never died!
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Cang Yan's snow-white fur glowed silver in the moonlight, and the sweat from his rapid running added a gorgeous brilliance to the silver. But despite this, Nan Liyue on his back still thought he was running too slow. .
"Are you sure it's her?" Ever since Nan Liyue suddenly woke up from a five-hundred-year-long dream and drove herself to take him to the Demon Realm to get married, this was the only question Cang Yan asked along the way.
At that time, Nan Liyue's skin was as pure as snow, and her silver hair was shining like the moon. Her whole body was gleaming with a faint blue, which was looming, which was the price of sacrificing her body in order to gather her soul.
Two immortal grasses of resurrection entered his belly, condensing his scattered soul. Coupled with five hundred years of accumulation, he suddenly woke up from his dream and told Cang Yan that there was a big wedding and he needed to steal the bride.
Wu Yi and Xiao Xiao were both asleep at that time. Although Cang Yan expected that he would wake up in the next few years, she was surprised and still felt ashamed that he made such a decision as soon as he woke up.
Five hundred years ago, Luo Qianhua, whose appearance had changed, came to see him. At that time, no one knew her true face, only Cang Yan could see it! Since that day, Cang Yan, who has the same wolf spirit as Nan Liyue, has increasingly felt that he is waking up little by little from his deep sleep. Although the sword pierced into the heart by Qixing Longyuan almost left him shaken, but he His will to survive has never been eliminated, especially after Luo Qianhua came, and there was an undercurrent surging in his flesh and blood soul that was almost collapsed and scattered. He didn't want to die because his woman didn't die!
Cang Yan could feel it completely, but he never told Wu Yi and others that Nan Liyue's injury was too serious and no one could help him. The hopes of others were of no use, and the anxiety of others could only cause trouble. Five Hundred After years of forbearance, Cang Yan just waited silently for Nan Liyue to rely on her own strength to gather her soul bit by bit, build bones and blood, and repair her broken body and soul one by one. The day when she wakes up is not far away!
But Cang Yan didn't expect that he would wake up early. Although it had the nourishing effect of the Resurrection Immortal Grass, the ultimate excitement was that his woman was getting married again!
So as soon as Nan Liyue woke up, she threatened to steal the marriage!
It's just that he insisted on setting off immediately regardless of his recovering body, which undoubtedly failed him. The time he should have spent sleeping and recuperating for a few more years was ignored by him. In order to keep his soul as strong as possible, he did not hesitate to use his body to make up for it, so he ran wildly all the way under the moon. His skin and hair all faded to white!
But Cang Yan knows that he is very happy! Although he was being carried by himself, his restless heart was running as fast as his own. Robbery was his specialty, and he was bound to win it, not to mention that the one he snatched was the woman who had maintained his will to survive for five hundred years!
"Luo Qianhua..."
Nan Liyue, who was riding on Cang Yan's back, opened her blood-red lips slightly, and spoke the first clear words after five hundred years of sleep...
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"Ali?!"
Qianhua's heart suddenly clenched, with heartbreaking pain. After the pain, there was violent trembling and inexplicable ecstasy. She raised her eyes suddenly, the person who came on the moon like a wolf was not Nan Liyue. Who else? !
Qianhua's heart was beating wildly, almost bursting out of her throat. She really wanted to escape into the rolling waves, but she really didn't dare to face him who was unfamiliar to her five hundred years later, but she didn't want to escape at all. She had been looking forward to it for five hundred years. Years ago, during the cultivation process, I was tempted to go crazy and even had a breakdown, but I never gave up. Isn’t it just for today
The appearance is easy to change, but the heart remains unchanged!
When Nan Liyue jumped down from Cang Yan's back and walked slowly and calmly towards her, Qianhua almost stopped her heartbeat and took a breath, fearing that with just one breath, the perfect dream-like encounter before her eyes would be blown away by the wind. go.
Nan Liyue looked at her indifferently, and smiled softly, distant yet friendly, her handsome face that was unparalleled in the world was still the same as before, but her sweet and sweet voice was not unfamiliar: "Excuse me, is there a ceremony between the Demon Lord and the Demon Queen in the Demon Realm at the moment? wedding?"
Suddenly a gust of cold wind passed by, and Qianhua's trembling but fragile heart like glass suddenly fell like snow. He didn't recognize himself... He really didn't recognize himself... He actually didn't recognize himself!
"...Yes..." I could only hear my depressed and hoarse voice floating in the cold night wind, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"
"Come to steal the marriage!" Nan Liyue whispered the words, the sword eyebrows flying into the temples overflowing with sharp energy, and the light in the deep black eyes was completely different from the first, exuding unquestionable confidence and Ling Ran's strong domineering, as if to steal the marriage If he is determined to win, the bride is his prize! (To be continued)