Nangong Xiangyun saw her sweetheart leave with a big face, and the guests began to talk about it, and she was so aggrieved that her nose was sour and she almost shed tears. Dead guy, stinky guy, you can't run away, what is it to leave someone alone like this, Nangong Xiangyun said with hatred in her heart. But she knew that the lover was not running away, there must be something important to be born, even if she was wronged at this moment, she had to wait for him to come back, after all, she and Long Yi had worshiped heaven and earth, and they were already a legitimate husband and wife. "Distinguished guests, welcome to Boiling #a Thank you very much for coming to our wedding, just now my husband is going to leave in advance, but you don't have to spoil the fun, I hope you can eat and drink to your heart's content, and have fun." Nangong Xiangyun took a deep breath, suddenly broke free from the maid's support and walked to the center of the hall, and said to all the guests with a smile. Nangong Xiangyun's downfall and generosity immediately made everyone feel good, thinking that she really deserved to be the young lady of the big family, and this open-mindedness was worthy of applause. At this time, Ximen Nu, who was the head of the family, also said a few polite words to Nangong Changfeng, and then announced the start of the banquet. Nangong Xiangyun walked to the backyard accompanied by Dongfang Wan and Mrs. Nangong, and as soon as she came out of the hall, Nangong Xiangyun's grievances in her heart burst out, and her eyes fluttered down. "Xiangyun, I know you are wronged, when that stinky boy comes back, I have to discipline him, you behaved well just now, Yu'er married you is his blessing." Dongfang Wan comforted, she never thought that Nangong Xiangyun would be able to endure this grievance and excuse her son in front of the guests, she knew before that this girl didn't love red makeup and arms, and she was also a master who caused trouble everywhere, but now it seems that she has lost her eyes. "Mother-in-law, don't blame him, I believe he really has some urgent matters, but these tears always don't listen." Nangong Xiangyun smiled with tears in her eyes, but she still couldn't help but cry. "Silly boy. Don't cry, no one will want to bully you with me in the future, my mother-in-law will always be on your side. Dongfang Wan took Nangong Xiangyun's little hand, and this girl's performance won her heart. Mrs. Nangong was happy when she heard this, and her daughter would definitely not be able to stand the grievances with Dongfang Wan's support in the future. Today, this son-in-law seems to have something to do, so he spares him. Anyway, his daughter worshipped heaven and earth with him, and the marriage was finally not messed up, if the man in black rushed out before the ceremony, this matter would be terrible. Long Ichi flew anxiously towards the west of Dragon City, and the letter from the man in black made him believe that his heart was completely confused.

As soon as he flew quickly, Long Yi stopped in a remote courtyard, he looked around regretfully, and now there was no one, and he faintly felt that something was wrong. The letterhead in the arms of the man in black just now was written by Leng Youyou's own handwriting. The handwriting is unusually sloppy, and it looks like it was written because of the urgency of time. It says that she was forced to marry the Son of the Dark Pope today, in this courtyard, and asked him to come and save her. At that time, Long Yi's heart was in chaos, and when he saw that his beloved woman was forced to marry someone else, how could he take care of it so much, so he rushed out directly. Now that there seemed to be something strange in this courtyard, Long Yi slowly calmed down. If Leng Youyou really had an accident and was forced to marry the son of the Dark Pope, would it really be so coincidental that she would be on the same day as him? Besides, he would deliberately go to Tenglong City to marry so that he could go to the rescue, which seems very unreasonable. Long Yi guessed in his heart that if someone hadn't set a trap by pretending to be Youyou's notes, it must have been a prank made by Youyou, the Holy Maiden of the Netherworld. Careful to make the Ten Thousand Year Ship, Long Yi entered the house vigilantly, looked around, and did not see a ghost. But when Long Yi came to the backyard, he suddenly faintly heard a noisy sound, and he felt it carefully, and the sound came from under the rockery in the yard. The dragon fumbled for a while, and for a while he couldn't find where the mechanism was. "No...... Don't ......" Just here, Long Yi suddenly faintly heard a cold and faint scream, his heart tightened, and he couldn't care what was going on, and the two compressed magic balls were thrown over. Hearing only an earth-shattering explosion, the rockery didn't know where the explosion went, and a big hole was exposed in the ground, and red light was transmitted from the hole. Long Yi rushed over in a single motion, and just opened his mouth to exhale coldly and gloomily, but the situation in front of him made him open his mouth wide and freeze in place, only to see that this underground secret room was full of rows of red magic lamps, and there were big happy words pasted on the walls. A table has two red candles with fruit pastries on top. To Long Yi's consternation, there were only two people in this secret room. One is Leng Youyou, who is wearing a delicate wedding dress and happens to smile at him, and the other is the wind chime who returned to the dark church with Leng Youyou, she is still dressed in men's clothes, and her eyes are a little excited when she looks at him. Now that Ryuichi is a fool, he knows what is going on, and he wants to blame two sentences, but now he can't say anything in the face of a cold smile and the longing in his eyes.

......At this time, an anxious call came from outside, a faint fragrance of jasmine hit, and a white shadow rushed into the basement. Long Yi's body shook suddenly, and his face showed an expression of ecstasy, Sibi, it was Sibi, this voice, in the fragrance, he couldn't forget it until he died. "Silk ...... Sibi. Long Yi trembled a little with excitement, and strode forward to grab Sibi's little hand, but was dodged by Sibi. I'm not Sibi, you're wrong. Sibi said in a panic, and was about to fly away. But Long Yi finally saw Sibi, how could he let her leave like this, his figure flashed quickly and hugged Sibi's slender waist, and his big hand lifted her cloak, revealing a face that was half angelic and half demonic, her beautiful big eyes were full of tears, and her small mouth seemed to have a thousand words unspoken. Seeing this face that made him miss for two and a half years again, Long Yi didn't show a trace of discoloration, he stretched out his big hand to caress the red birthmark on the right side of Sibi's face, and as soon as he made contact, Sibi struggled as if he was being burned by fire. Long Yi didn't let her leave, held Sibi's face with both hands, and kissed it as soon as he lowered his head. The four lips met, and the struggling Sibi Jiao's body stiffened, and then softened, and the two small hands tightly grasped the placket of Long Yi's chest, and the whole person melted into a pool of spring water. There were only cold and quiet and wind chimes, and the two of them didn't seem to come back to their senses in shock.