Chapter 144: I Want to Seal the Demon (38)
The marriage of the two is in full swing.
Even in wartime.
Fan Qinghe did not follow the slightest simplicity, and countless people were busy for this grand wedding.
Bright and rare leisurely, peace of mind to get married.
The demon side also seems to know the news and did not go to war.
The atmosphere is eerily relaxed.
The day they got married.
Brightly dressed in red, her snow-white face is set against a strong red, the contrast is sharp and sharp, and her demeanor is peerless.
Fan Mo's hair is like jade, his starry eyes are red, the breeze gently raises his hair, and the youthful atmosphere in his prime is compelling.
He came with a sword, with thousands of thoughts and lovesickness.
Mingmei looked at him with a smile and slowly stretched out her hand.
Fan Mo held the pair of slender white hands tightly and sent himself into the sedan chair with his thoughts.
The people around him watched with bated breath as they watched the beautiful scene.
Some people, their every move seems to be in the painting, which makes people not have a trace of blasphemy, and even cheers are afraid of being disturbed.
Castle Lord's Mansion.
Everyone happily watched the wedding ceremony go on.
Mingmei was led by Fan Mo across the sword spirit array, the fire spirit basin, and worshiped the birth tree.
Xi Niang said loudly: "Worship heaven and earth!" β
Mingmei was in a trance in her heart, did she also want to worship heaven and earth?
Thinking wildly in my heart, I couldn't help but want to look up at the sky.
Suddenly, a haughty voice came.
"The Demon Emperor of the Demon Clan sent a congratulatory gift, wishing the two newlyweds a happy wedding and a hundred years of happiness."
A huge box flew towards the two of them.
Fan Qinghe flew to catch the box and saw what was insideβthe head of Fu Baotian.
Fan Mo looked at the visitor with a cold expression.
The man had an ugly appearance, and at first glance he was a low-level creature of the demon race.
This is not a congratulatory gift, this is clearly a smashing field.
Fan Qinghe's eyes sank slightly, and he immediately ordered someone to arrest the monster and lock it up first.
It is not advisable to see blood on the wedding day, and wait until the wedding is over to settle the account.
The monster already knew that he would die when he came, and sneered: "Qin Wusheng's wedding ceremony is naturally not just a human head, and the Demon Emperor of our clan has also prepared a big gift for the two of them, if the two of them don't go to see it, I'm afraid that they will regret it for the rest of their lives!" β
The monster was so arrogant that everyone felt very uncomfortable, and countless people blushed, eager to beat the monster with their own hands.
Fan Qinghe kicked the monster unconscious and pressed it down.
Fan Mo was very angry.
He wanted to give Mingmei a perfect wedding, but he was ruined by this evil way.
Mingmei: "You want to kill him?" β
Fan Mo said in a low voice: "You can't see blood today." β
Mingmei: "What if you see blood?" Are you scared? β
Fan Mo: "......"
He couldn't help laughing, he really wanted to kiss Mingmei.
How could there be such a girl with such an appetite in the world.
He said softly, "Don't be afraid! β
"That's good! When we are done, I will go with you. Mingmei said calmly.
Fan Mo tried hard to control himself, so he didn't take Mingmei into his arms and kiss him well.
The wedding continues.
Xi Niang shouted again: "Worship heaven and earth." β
Another gift box flew in from outside.
A monster proudly shouted: "The first beauty of the demon clan, Yu Xian'er, sends a congratulatory ceremony to the two of them, congratulations to the two ......"
Fan Mo stabbed the monster into a hole with a sword.
"People who are not messy are qualified to send congratulatory ceremonies."
Demon blood was spilled all over the ground.
Everyone was stunned.
invariably looked at Mingmei, and the matter of killing people depends on whether the bride cares or not.
Bright Sakura smiled lightly: "Good kill!" β
Everyone: "......" this bride is amazing.
Pink dumplings proudly faced: "Of course, my host!" β