[Chapter 627: Holding the Hand of the Son, Growing Old with the Son]

"What just happened?"

Feng Ziyue naturally discovered the actions of the Shuihu sisters a long time ago, he remained silent, took a moment, walked to the sisters, and asked in a low voice.

Shuihu spread his hands and showed helplessness, "A kid is too weak, as soon as our sisters made a move, we killed him, and we didn't have time to ask about the origin." ”

"Oh?"

Feng Ziyue frowned slightly, now that Wanjian Villa is cooking oil on fire, like the sun is rising, who dares to come to the door to provoke?

The person just now, in terms of strength, is indeed insignificant, but on the Tianwu Continent, he can be regarded as a top master - after all, he has already stepped into the realm of breaking the void, so it is naturally different.

Sister Shuihu made a move, he thought it must be a hand, and he didn't want to kill someone.

"I'm sorry," Shui Hu smiled bitterly and shook his hand, "As soon as that guy made a move, it was the trick of the Six Desires Demon Prison, we thought it was a strong enemy, and we couldn't help but shoot with all our might, and we didn't want to ......"

Unexpectedly, it was a silver-like pewter gun head, this black handprint, although it made it look similar, but the power was so small that it also made the Shuihu sisters dumbfounded.

The divine needle and ghost thread passed through his body without hindrance, killing him in an instant.

It's too late to even rescue.

The Shuihu sisters have been sealed for 10,000 years, to be honest, after walking out of the seal, they haven't done much with others, although their strength is strong, they have always been cautious, at first glance when they see this black handprint, they naturally do not hesitate, the lion fights the rabbit, and they do their best.

"The trick of the Six Desires Demon Prison?"

After listening to Sister Shuihu, Feng Ziyue's brows furrowed tightly.

Sure enough, there was no moment to stop, and the mountain rain was about to come and the wind was full of buildings.

There are still so many troubles that have not been solved, and there is actually another Six Desires Demon Prison, Feng Ziyue thought about it, and he didn't know what had offended this organization.

Is it to kill the demon master Yigo, or to seal the demon suppression stele?

Are these people in the Six Desires Demon Prison originally in the Tianwu Continent, or did they follow from the Outer World?

It's a pity that this sneaky person on the side was killed by the Shuihu sisters with a blow, and there was no way to ask, so I had to give up for the time being.

The world is changing, the sediment is rising, all kinds of new opponents will surface sooner or later, and Feng Ziyue has already been mentally prepared.

Since he has been reborn, no matter what the difficulty is, he will carry it on his shoulders.

Anyway, for him, the current enemy is strong enough, and if there are a few more, he doesn't have to take it to heart!

The moonlight is shining, the night is low, and this Mid-Autumn Festival night, after a killing that no one noticed, seemed more peaceful.

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It's March again.

Feng Ziyue and Fluttershy's wedding is finally officially held after intensive preparations.

Now Feng Ziyue has already passed the age of the weak crown, and he is heroic, and it is the time when he is full of manliness;

Anyway, after the demon beast humanoid incarnated, it has a long lifespan, and it can always maintain its youthful beauty, with Qi Xiaodie's cultivation, even if it is another thousand years, it will still be like this.

If the cultivation can reach the height of the Shuihu sisters, although they can't be born divine beasts and have a lifespan of 10,000 years, it will far exceed the lifespan of Fengziyue's peak of breaking the void, in comparison, it is easier to age than Hongyan.

But no matter what, the two of them are married today, but they still have a long time to spend together.

The marriage of the world's number one master, the sword god, and the lord of the Ten Thousand Swords Villa, naturally triggered the craze of the entire Tianwu Continent.

All sects and factions, top figures, all rushed to Wuyang City to congratulate the Feng family, and even the current emperor Zhu Yunzhao also went out of Beijing in person to say goodbye.

He is familiar with the way, anyway, when he was the little prince, he has been coming and going often, and now that he has arrived, he has a feeling of revisiting the old place, drinking and having fun with Hu Xiaodao and others, and he does not dare to take the emperor's shelf.

It is indeed the same, on the Tianwu Continent, martial arts are respected, although the royal family is noble, but for the major innate secret realms, it is only an equal at most, and Feng Ziyue, the Ten Thousand Swords Villa, is the first in the innate world, and even I have broken through the incredible Broken Void Realm.

And Zhu Yunzhao's throne was also won by Feng Ziyue before the Shenshui Tribulation.

In front of him, Zhu Yunzhao dared to put the emperor's score anywhere.

One after another, the major congenital masters are also coming in an endless stream, one of the strange people Long Buyang, who has broken through the realm of breaking through the void, and also broke through, and personally brought congratulatory gifts, Wuyang City as a guest.

Huhe of the Northern Hun King's Tent, Master Qiankun Yuanyuan, the head of the Four Innate Secret Realms, the fairy of Yunhu Jincheng, and Wei Yaozu, the fat man of the Heluo Wei family, all rushed over, and they didn't dare to be rude.

At this time, the scene is very different from the previous Wanjian Villa, although it was famous, but it was a cold appearance.

If Feng Ziyue had such a communication in the previous life, he would never have been besieged and died at the top of Changming Tower.

However, now he is worthy of the name of the first person in the Tianwu Continent, and his prestige is so high, how can he compare with the reputation of the sword god of that day!

"Congratulations, Brother Feng!"

"Congratulations to the Wind Sword God!"

"A hundred years of good together, grow old together!"

"Have a big fat doll early!"

In the midst of loud congratulations, a couple of newlyweds dressed in red, worshiped heaven and earth, and were sent into the cave room in the midst of laughter and frolic.

Although it is a human being in two lives, this marriage is also the first experience for Feng Ziyue, peeking at it, I saw Qi Xiaodie's face under the hijab, bright and bright, and it made people intoxicated.

Feng Ziyue's heart was pounding, even though he was the number one sword god in the world, even in the face of a strong master, he was not afraid at all, but at this moment, he still couldn't help himself.

"Little Wind ......"

Qi Xiaodie is also dizzy, although she has a lifespan of more than 1,000 years, this marriage is also the first time.

From the first time I saw Feng Ziyue in the forest, I had a sense of familiarity, and until today, despite the difficulty, in retrospect, it is still very sweet.

"You should change your tune......"

Feng Ziyue smiled lightly and held her soft.

"Hmph, I don't want to ......" Qi Xiaodie shook her head like a rattle, "Don't call it a sour Xianggong, I'll call you Xiaofeng, I have called you that since I met you, I will ...... in the future"

“...... How about calling you that for the rest of your life?"

Feng Ziyue laughed loudly, squeezed Qi Xiaodie's hand, and gently placed it next to his cheek, the warmth that came from him told him that all this was real, not a dream.

"Hold the hand of the son, grow old with the son. ”

He spat out these words softly, but it was the most important promise of his life.

Reborn in a lifetime, I will never turn my back!