Under the floating city, every household from the Three Kingdoms period in the past time and space is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations. There are red lanterns and red 囍 characters everywhere. The Dragon King marries a wife, which is more pleasing to them than marrying a wife and having a daughter.
There are also different ways of celebrating in other residential areas. Werewolves light bonfires in their tribes, and all the werewolves dance around the bonfire. Some werewolves even went berserk and competed in chopping firewood with their claws.
In the larger residential area of the night watchers, a large number of animals were slaughtered. They sacrificed their blood and lives to pray for Xia Lei's happy marriage and the birth of a son. The god they pray to is Medusa, the goddess who represents love and desire, but they don't know that the city they live in is flying to the legendary Medusa's territory, the Desire Canyon.
The most lively but also funniest thing is of course the Butterfly Tribe. The forest where the Butterfly Tribe lives is full of riddle-guessing activities, storytellers and acrobats. Walking into the forest where the butterfly people live, it feels like walking into a huge circus.
Dragon Palace is a different scene.
Diao Chan sat on the bedside, her head covered with a red gauze scarf. A pair of red candles burned quietly on the bedside, and the dancing candlelight illuminated the room. And her face, it was a peerless beauty that only appeared a few times in thousands of years. She is looming under the red gauze, giving her a hazy beauty.
"Why don't you come here, husband? I'm so worried." Diao Chan looked at the closed door through the red scarf. She longed for Xia Lei to open the door and walk in, but at the same time she was a little nervous. In such an anxious and nervous mood, she twisted a white silk scarf in her hand over and over again.
There was a soft creak, and the closed door opened. Xia Lei walked in from the door, and then closed the door behind his back. He was dressed in a bright red wedding robe and looked like a ripe chili pepper. His hat, clothes, and shoes were all hand-sewn by Diao Chan, stitch by stitch, just waiting for her to wear them on the day she got married to him. Why wouldn't he love and care for such a gentle and virtuous wife
"Madam, I'm back." Xia Lei walked towards Diao Chan with a gentle smile on his face, "I've actually thought about it for a long time. My father-in-law is forcing me to have a few drinks with me. I don't dare. Refuse my father-in-law’s kindness.”
Diao Chan said slightly angrily: "Father, it's true, today is a great day for us to get married. Why did he give you so much wine? Doesn't he want to have an affair..."
At this point, she suddenly stopped talking, and her face under the red gauze was filled with a shy blush.
Xia Lei came to her side, "What don't you want to hug?"
Diao Chan bit her cherry lips and said, "Do you want me to be embarrassed to death? You are embarrassed to death, but no one will give birth to you..."
"What's wrong?" Xia Lei asked knowingly. He didn't know why he always liked to tease her and Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao, because they were easily shy and were so gentle and sweet.
Diao Chan finally couldn't bear it anymore, and with a cry, she turned around and threw herself on the quilt, hiding her face under the quilt. She apparently forgot that she was wearing a red gauze on her head, which could hide her blushing cheeks from shyness.
Xia Lei smiled, "Okay, okay, I won't be ashamed of you, okay? Sit down quickly and I'll take off Madam's red hijab."
"I don't." Diao Chan's voice came out from under the quilt, very vague and trembling.
Xia Lei looked at Diao Chan's raised buttocks speechlessly, thinking of the time when Diao Chan, the famous beauty in history, looked so much like a little girl. However, her lying back is really sexy, with an A4 waist and dolphin buttocks, forming a curve like a wave.
Xia Lei stretched out his hand to pull her up, and then he saw a white silk handkerchief in her hand. He smiled and said, "Did you catch a cold, madam? Is this handkerchief used to wipe your nose?"
Diao Chan hurriedly hid the white silk handkerchief behind her back and said hesitantly: "I didn't catch a cold, and this silk handkerchief is not for wiping noses."
"What's that for wiping?"
"Case..." Diao Chan couldn't say anything. She had imagined her wedding night with Xia Lei. She felt that she could control the whole scene, make Xia Lei fascinated, and then dote on her in every possible way. But now that she looked so embarrassed, she realized that Xia Lei was not a fuel-efficient lamp.
Xia Lei couldn't bear to tease his newlywed wife anymore. He reached out and took off the red gauze scarf on her head, and then looked at her peerless beauty lovingly.
Xia Lei, who was full of bad words just now, suddenly became quiet and looked at her with such gentle and charming eyes. Diao Chan suddenly became nervous. She quietly asked herself, is he coming? What was he going to do, but she didn't dare to think about it. Some things made her feel shy just thinking about them. She lowered her head, not daring to look into Xia Lei's eyes, but she secretly glanced at him from the corner of her eye. There is nothing else in her heart except sweetness and happiness.
"Madam, thank you." Xia Lei suddenly broke the ambiguous silence between the two.
"Thank you, thank me for what?" Diao Chan mustered up her courage and looked up at Xia Lei.
Xia Lei said softly: "The milk you gave me, the love you gave me, the happiness and peace you gave me, everything."
Diao Chan blinked her dark eyes, looking a little confused.
"Are you serious?" Xia Lei said something again.
Diao Chan was stunned for a moment, "Husband, why do you say this?"
"Is this a dream?" Xia Lei asked himself.
Diao Chan stood up nervously, raised a catkin and placed it on Xia Lei's forehead, and said with concern: "Husband, are you afraid you drank a little too much? I'm going to make a bowl of ginger soup to sober you up." She He really wanted to make ginger soup for Xia Lei, so he left after saying that.
Xia Lei grabbed her hand and gently pulled her into his arms. Diao Chan let out a cry, and her whole body softened in his arms, her eyes closed, her cheeks full of shyness and nervousness. Compared to Xia Lei's fair and handsome face, her face actually looked like a drunk one.
"If all this is just a dream, then let me get drunk in this dream and never wake up." Xia Lei said.
Diao Chan felt that Xia Lei was a little strange tonight, but at this moment, she was so overwhelmed with happiness that she could not think of anything else. Amidst the tension and shyness, she felt her body lighten up, and then she lay in Xia Lei's arms.
"Madam, this little handkerchief is so delicate and cute, how about borrowing it from your husband?" Xia Lei carried her towards the happy terminal.
Diao Chan nodded, then shook her head, and said nervously: "No, no, no, that's for me."
"What do you use it for?"
Diao Chan bit her cherry lips and mustered up the courage to say: "I am here to catch... red." At this moment, she felt her back being cushioned by the soft quilt. She closed her eyes, the happy moment was finally coming...
Flowers bloom and fade, and no matter how beautiful the days are, they will eventually pass.
In the suspended city, a virtual sunrise rose from the east, glowing red. The upper city and the lower city came to life in this intoxicating morning sun. People from the Three Kingdoms from the past time and space walked out of their houses. The men went to work in the fields, and the women fetched water for cooking. Their lives were ordinary and happy.
"Congratulations, Mr. Wang!" A man dressed as a country squire greeted Wang Yun who came from the opposite side.
A farmer smiled and said: "Master Wang, you have to change your mind now. You should be called the head of the country."
"Hahaha... Yes, congratulations to the father-in-law." The man dressed as a country squire changed his title accordingly. There is actually no class distinction in the floating city, and the clothes he wears are just clothes. Everyone here is equal.
Wang Yun had a proud look on his face, "Haha, we're both happy."
"It would be great if Empress Diao Chan could be pregnant with Long Zi." said the man who looked like a squire.
"I can definitely get pregnant. The dragon king, the dragon, the spirit, the tiger, and the fierce man can't hit the bull's-eye with an arrow?" The farmer said with a smile: "Don't you think so? Master of the country?"
These words made Wang Yun a little embarrassed. He laughed twice and said, "Um... I'm going to go for a walk in the forest. You are busy, you are busy."
The three of them didn't see a man sitting on the edge of a cliff in the sky, holding a half-blood, half-black disk in his hands and looking down at them. He is the man who shoots the target with arrows, Xia Lei. The discussion between the three people from the Three Kingdoms also inexplicably brought up an issue that he had never thought about. He married Da Qiao, Xiao Qiao and Diao Chan from the Three Kingdoms time and space. He would later marry Heini and Cai, the aborigine wives from the dark world of death. Ling and Nightingale, then the question is, will he let his wife get pregnant and give birth to a child in this dark world of death
But what he was thinking about was not just the question of how to be a father, but a deeper question. If three wives from the Three Kingdoms gave birth to children for him, it means that he allowed life to multiply that should not exist. Doesn't it mean that he created life? However, the definition of creating life here is not simply the definition of husband and wife having children, but a definition that transcends the laws of the universe!
Another question is, if a woman who shouldn't exist gets pregnant and gives birth to a child, should this child be considered a child in the past time and space, or a child in the present time and space
These questions were so complicated that Xia Lei's head was swollen in the blink of an eye. He put away his thoughts and began to study the yin-yang rune blood crystal in his hand.
As the time spent in contact with this yin-yang rune blood crystal increased, his understanding of it gradually increased. He is familiar with every energy rune contained in the Yin-Yang Rune Blood Crystal. He analyzes them one by one and tries to decipher their secrets. He believed that it was not just a piece of rune blood crystal. Normal rune blood crystal represented life at the end of death, but it represented life and events at the same time, and it was so perfectly integrated to form The Tai Chi figure represents the unity of yin and yang. It is so extraordinary, how can the secret it contains be simple
"The mystery of life and death has troubled the entire human race, and even troubled the Spirit Race people who regard themselves as creators, but even the Spirit Race people have not solved this problem. Death, or destruction is inevitable, but if I can make Da Qiao Xiao Xiao If Qiao and Diao Chan become pregnant and give birth to a child, does this violate the law of death and create life? Maybe I should go back and work hard with Mrs. Diao Chan..." After thinking about it, the business went astray.
But no matter what, his understanding of this mysterious Yin-Yang rune blood crystal is getting deeper and deeper, and the secrets it contains will eventually surface.
For a moment, the master suddenly trembled, and then the voice of think tank Amido came out, "My master, there is a situation."
Xia Lei put the Yin-Yang Rune Blood Crystal into his lower abdomen. At that moment, thousands of energy roots emerged, tightly binding the Yin-Yang Rune Blood Crystal to his lower abdomen. He stood up and asked, "What's going on?"