The Ghost Emperor of Zhaoyang sat on the throne with an indifferent expression, without any joy to accept the new concubine, he only stretched out his hand, and immediately two beautiful maids knelt in front of him and began to beat their legs.

But this is normal, after all, he is a ghost emperor of the same level as the Great Cultivator of the Transformation God, even if he is like the mortal world, but no one dares to regard him as an ordinary emperor in the mortal world.

Since the appearance of the Zhaoyang Ghost Emperor, the entire square in front of the palace has become silent, only the sound of the wind can be heard, and the flags planted on both sides of the palace are stretched and fluttering.

Liu Qinghuan looked up, the hall of their scattered cultivation of the Yuan Infant was on the left side of the second layer, and the right side should be the people in the major ghost gates, and the first layer had a lot fewer people, and several ghost emperors' subordinates were listed on this layer.

Judging from Liu Qinghuan's known situation in the Netherworld, there are currently five ghost emperors in this world, namely Luo Yu Mountain Luo Tu Ghost Emperor, Youdu Zhaoyang Ghost Emperor, Yin Tian Palace Xuanji Niangniang, Senluo City Shenghong Linggong, and Xuanqiu Wang Zhenren, all of whom sent people to participate in the ceremony this time.

He quietly searched among these people, but found no trace of the red dress, but he saw a person he knew, who was the lonely night when he had several encounters on the drunken sword wall. At this time, he buried his head and couldn't see the look on his face clearly.

At this time, I only heard the master of ceremonies shouting "The auspicious time has arrived", and I heard the gate of the palace in the distance rumbling open, and the cheerful music immediately sounded, and a long column drove in, and in the middle was a salute carried by sixteen people.

Seeing the ceremony, all kinds of praise in the crowd have resounded, and the atmosphere is finally warm.

Liu Qinghuan's eyes darkened, and he finally found the woman named Hongsheng in a crowd of people, and walked slowly to this side of the sedan chair. However, she didn't buy a bright red color today, but a colorful dark flower Yunjin palace dress, with towering temples and a noble and atmospheric temperament.

At this time, Wen Zhen, who was listening to the left, suddenly lowered his voice and said with a little dissatisfaction: "It's simply unseemly, this Suluo side concubine is not a ghost queen, how can she enter the gate of the middle palace?"

Feng Xian laughed secretly and said: "Quickly put away your sour and rotten pedantic qi, those red tape are almost the same, besides, the power of Sen Luo City is not much smaller than that of Youdu, plus the sister of Su Luo's side concubine is the most favored side concubine of Emperor Luo Di, let her enter through the corner gate? ”

"Then what if Emperor Zhaoyang marries a ghost queen in the future?"

"Ghost queen, think too much! Which of the five ghost emperors really married a wife, not to mention the Zhaoyang Emperor of our Youdu, Wang Zhenren of Xuanqiu doesn't even have a concubine, and the Shenghong Linggong of Senluo City doesn't know if he is still alive, not to mention the Xuanji Niangniang of the Yin Tian Palace, she is said to have a lot of male favorites, and it is impossible to marry a wife, even ......"

Feng Xian carefully looked around, and said with a low smile: "Even the most lascivious Emperor Luo Di has no intention of marrying a ghost queen at all." ”

Liu Qinghuan secretly paid attention to the red clothes coming this way, and listened to the gossip of these ghost emperors who had cultivated the highest in the first realm, and couldn't help but be amazed. Compared with the ghost cultivators and demon cultivators who indulge in their temperament, Taoist cultivators are much more pure-hearted and less lustful in terms of the relationship between men and women.

During the chat, Liyu had reached the bottom of the high stairs from the separated crowd, the sedan door opened, and a woman in a red palace dress walked out.

This is the concubine of Nasu Luo, I saw that she was wearing a phoenix crown, but she did not cover her head, her facial features were delicate and small, her eyes were as bright as the autumn moon, her body was like a weak willow supporting the wind, and she had a beautiful and moving posture, and her beautiful sister Red Dress was a beauty with two completely different styles.

Emperor Zhaoyang had waved away the waiting maids, and finally stood up and stood on the top of the long stone steps and waited.

Concubine Su Luo took the lead, glanced up at her face, and walked up the stairs in the more and more joyful music.

The long curtain dragged the ground, and as she moved, countless spirit flower petals fluttered down, dancing like a light veil, making this scene look gorgeous and beautiful.

There were all kinds of admiration on the halls on both sides, and under everyone's attention, this delicate woman gradually walked towards the Zhaoyang Ghost Emperor, getting closer and closer.

Liu Qinghuan's mind was not on this scene, but his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his eyes looked behind him.

Seeing Hongshang again, the momentum on the other party's body is much stronger than back then, and the cultivation is also in the late Yuan Infant period, I'm afraid it is not far from the Great Perfection.

Liu Qinghuan thinks that he can also fight as an ordinary monk in the middle of the Yuan Infant, this is the confidence of him after practicing the "Sitting and Forgetting the Sutra of Eternal Life" and successfully forming two infants, but the difference between the late and middle Yuan Infant is only one order, and the difference in strength is extremely huge, which he can't catch up with even if he tries hard.

This meant that in addition to spending hundreds of years improving his cultivation and trying to catch up, he also had to pray that the other party would not break through to the gods so quickly. If one's own cultivation suddenly encounters a bottleneck and is stuck in the early stage of the Yuan Infant and cannot move, then everything said is in vain.

He also thought about whether he could take advantage of the situation, borrow a knife to kill people, and so on, but after knowing the identity of the other party and the forces behind it, for him, a human monk who had been exiled to the netherworld from the outside world, this possibility was simply minimal.

Alas, it's really a hot potato!

Liu Qinghuan was secretly having a headache, and was suddenly interrupted by an exclamation, and when she raised her eyes, she saw that the bride, who was still about to reach the top of the stone steps a short distance, stopped, and in front of her, a figure blocked her way!

Feng Xian had an expression on his face that was about to faint: "Lonely and lonely night brother! Why did he jump out at this time......

Liu Qinghuan took a look: The people in the way are really lonely nights!

I saw that he still had a little bit of the loneliness and arrogance he once had, but he was full of pathos and determination, and walked towards Concubine Suluo step by step: "Cousin, don't marry him, I'll take you away......"

The audience was in an uproar!

Countless people watched this scene in amazement, and someone dared to run to the ghost emperor's concubine ceremony to snatch the marriage, this is a bad death!

Liu Qinghuan had a sense of absurdity, snatching marriage, a drama that can only be seen on the stage, actually appeared in front of his eyes, it was simply ......

He turned his head to look at the concubine Nasura, and saw that her face was so white that she couldn't even hide her makeup, and she retreated in fear as she approached step by step in the lonely night, and almost fell down the steps.

A little tear slowly appeared in her eyes, and she said in horror: "Cousin, cousin, no, no...... Why are you ...... here?"

Looking at the Zhaoyang Ghost Emperor at the top of the stone steps, Liu Qinghuan was surprised to find that he was slightly surprised, and soon recovered his unfathomable expressionless face.

At this time, an angry shout came from the first floor of the hall, and a middle-aged man came out of the crowd, slapped his palm at the lonely night, and shouted: "Son, son, what are you crazy, are you crazy! Get back to me!"

But this middle-aged man only has Jin Dan cultivation, and Gu Yesheng received this palm, his body only shook, and he hissed: "I'm crazy, I've been crazy for a long time, and I've been driven crazy by you!" Obviously, I have a love affair with my cousin, but you forced her to marry into the hidden capital, I will never allow this to happen!"

The middle-aged man jumped to his feet and pulled him, but he couldn't pull it at all, so he had to slap him one by one, and shouted bitterly: "The sky has no eyes, how could my frustrated family give birth to you as a son, do you want to hurt the whole family to bury you with you before you are willing!"

"No, I just want to take my cousin. Lonely Night let his father beat him, walked to Su Luo step by step, stretched out a hand, and said sadly: "Cousin......"

Su Luo had fallen on the steps at this time, shaking his head and bursting into tears, but his mouth was muttering, "No, no, I can't ......"

At this time, Diali stretched out a hand, and before everyone could see it, Lonely Night was slapped out and slammed on the ground!

But it was Su Luo's own sister Hongsheng who had already caught up, her face was calm, but her black eyes were quenched with a blade-like coldness, and the cold killing intent spread out without any scruples.

"Frustrated, Liang! Shao! On weekdays, for my aunt's sake, I tolerate you for three points, but you dare to destroy Su Luo's concubine ceremony and make the entire Senluo City a laughing stock!"

She glanced up, a trace of awe flashed in her eyes, and shouted towards the temple on the side: "Are the people in Senluo City all dead, why don't you fork him down for me and throw him directly into the blood prison!"

Her momentum was astonishing and shocking to the audience, and under her angry shouts, someone finally reacted and rushed out of the temple four or five people.

Even if Gu Ye was injured, he was also a monk in the middle of the Yuan Infant Period, and he was also a sword cultivator, so he naturally refused to be captured, and while going to fight with those few people, he also shouted: "Cousin, please! I am sincere to my cousin, you can let us go!"

"No, no, sister!" On the other side, Su Luo grabbed her sleeve and begged: "Don't, sister, my cousin is clearly confused, I persuade him, he will definitely leave, don't throw him into the blood prison, it's hard to get out if you go in there......"

Seeing that she didn't understand what she looked like, she said hatefully and angrily: "Shut up for me! If you weren't too pampered since childhood, how could you dare to be so bold? Those people around you can't escape when they turn around!"

Su Luo only grabbed her hand, crying and pleading.

Hongshang closed her eyes tiredly, pulled her up, and said with a disappointed expression: "When I asked you if you were willing, how did you answer me? If you want to show the slightest reluctance at that time, I will agree to the clan marrying you into the hidden capital?"

"Huh, but sister, you're not at home at all, even if I don't want to, the message I sent to you has been intercepted by the clan, and I really can't ...... it."

"So, do you blame me?" Hongshang was simply laughed angrily, and his expression became cold: "There is no turning back from the bow, you should also learn to take responsibility." ”

Turning his head, he saw that those people couldn't catch the lonely night, and said angrily: "It's all rubbish!"

She looked up at Emperor Zhaoyang who was standing at the top of the stone steps, knelt down on one knee, but said in a voice that was neither humble nor arrogant: "Emperor, my Senluo family will definitely give Youdu an explanation for today's affairs, and please ask the emperor to give us a little time for the sake of the past." ”

Emperor Zhaoyang, who had been expressionless, smiled faintly and only nodded slightly.

Hongshang took a deep breath, stood up, waved away his sister, pulled out a golden hairpin from his head, turned into a long sword, and flew towards the lonely night!

Lonely Night forced back the entangled few people with a sword, and with a sword together, they flew into the air when the sword light slashed.

All of a sudden, I saw the sword intent rushing into the sky, and the sky was full of sword light.

......

This farce made people tremble, but many people secretly became addicted. I believe that in less than a day, what happened today will spread throughout the entire Nine Shadows Domain, and Senluo City will be embarrassed this time!

What puzzled everyone was that the Zhaoyang Ghost Emperor, who was supposed to shoot the other party to death as soon as he appeared in the lonely night, did not say a word from beginning to end, nor did he call people to stop.

At this moment, he beckoned, and a tall male cultivator in armor immediately walked up to him.

After whispering a few words, the Zhaoyang Ghost Emperor turned around and left surrounded by a group of maids and under the eyes of everyone.

The male cultivator walked to the front of the stage, and his cold gaze swept over the monks with different expressions below, and all the people who looked at him couldn't help but look away.

No one expected this kind of thing to happen, and now people from all over the world have gathered in Youdu, originally to congratulate, but they watched a good show for free. Now not only Senluo City, but also Youdu's face has been lost, because of the relationship between the red clothes, Luo Yushan is also involved.

If it weren't for the fact that there were too many people watching the ceremony, Emperor Zhaoyang, who was cuckolded for no reason, would probably order the palace gate to be closed and the hall washed in blood, so as to prevent such a shame from spreading.

Everyone's desire to watch the play was suppressed, and the male cultivator said coldly: "This is the end of the ceremony, please leave the Great Shadow Palace in order." ”

Naturally, no one dared to raise objections at this time, and soon an attendant came to lead the way and took the crowd outside the palace.

When Liu Qinghuan followed the crowd out, his attention was still on the top of his head.

The sword of the lonely night is as lonely and arrogant as himself, a sword is slashed out, unstoppable, and the red dress that duels with him makes a very domineering sword intent, opening and closing, as if the king is in the world, which makes people feel sincere and frightened at first sight.

Liu Qinghuan's heart was awe-inspiring, it was the first time he had seen someone with a sword so domineering, and the other party was still a woman, which was even more incredible.

He couldn't help but think: If it were himself, I am afraid that he would not be able to stop the other party's move at all. In comparison, if he fights against Lonely Night now, he is probably only between the two of them.

And Lonely Night can support under Hongsheng's hands for so long, it is entirely because the other party's subordinates are merciful and there is no killer.

However, when he walked out of the palace gate, the last thing he saw was Lonely Night falling from mid-air like a kite with a broken string.

"Tsk, it's really today!"

When he returned to Feng Xian's residence, he immediately couldn't help jumping up excitedly, and sighed greatly: "It's okay now, I dare to say that the whole Youdu is boiling now, and every teahouse and restaurant is probably talking about it." ”

Liu Qinghuan thought for a while, and said thoughtfully: "Two fellow Daoists, what do you say will happen in the follow-up of this matter, is it possible for Youdu to make enemies with Senluo City?"