The spring rain in March fell all night and finally stopped.
There is still a bit of moisture in the morning breeze, and the water in the canal is gurgling among the bluestone paths. The flowers that have been watered down by the sudden rain and wind all night are blooming more and more unyieldingly in the early morning.
The red stickers that had blown off were re-pasted by the palace staff who got up early.
When the morning bell rings, the geese and cranes return from afar.
In the ancient royal capital, the formations rise up in response to the sound of the bells, and countless rivers, mountains, rivers, and weather conditions rise around the city. The bells ring continuously, and they ring again with a lingering sound like solemnity, majestic and solemn. Solemn, majestic, stretching for hundreds of miles.
In the ancient temple of Shinto, thousands of demons come to visit.
At the end of the Shinto, there are thousands of steps paved with white jade. Every hundred steps, there are ancient pillars standing on the left and right. However, there are golden dragons coiling around the pillars, slowly swallowing clouds and spitting mist, and their scales and claws are pointing up to the sky. The carvings on the pillars are not dead. There is a vivid golden dragon hovering on the pillar, with its huge dragon body undulating continuously.
During the war between gods and demons, during the Great Rebellion, the true dragon perished. Among the six realms, the true dragon has become a legend of the past.
And on the sky pillar of the Demon Palace, you can actually see the remains of the real dragon. This wedding can be described as grand and majestic.
The demon clan is still black, and the demon king A'luo is wearing a luxurious black dress with gold trim. The golden phoenix crown swaying echoes the golden phoenix pattern embroidery on the cloak on the back of the thick phoenix robe.
The face hidden under the golden beads is like snow, with black hair like ink, and is lined with black and gold. She is solemn and majestic. Just from one side, she is as beautiful as a god.
The bells on both sides of the Shinto reverberated heavily, and the horns buzzed. Under the long white jade steps, a thousand female chamberlains lined up on the left and right, holding flower lamps to see each other off. The one at the front was naturally Fengjun today. .
Your great gift, congratulations from all directions.
On both sides of the Shinto, a dark mass of demonic ministers, kings and generals were kneeling, and even Demonic River Burial Heart was one of them.
The black gilt-edged ceremonial robe swept through the three thousand long steps, and Balian came to the top of the mountain and stood side by side with the Demon Lord.
Thousands of female officials following behind him bowed and knelt on the ground in an orderly manner under the jade steps. Only the female official who had been serving His Majesty the Demon King all year round was qualified not to kneel, and she served behind Balian with her head tucked in trousers. Hold an umbrella to protect him from the sun.
She suddenly lowered her shoulders by three points and spoke in a soft voice: "Your Highness Fengjun, the person in front of you is Your Majesty, the most powerful monarch in the world. From today's wedding to the end of the ceremony, where will you stand? The throne requires the next step by Your Majesty, and etiquette stipulates that you cannot stand side by side with Your Majesty."
Bailian's eyes moved slightly, and he glanced at the female officer slightly. Not wanting to embarrass a little female officer, he lightly lifted his robe and took a step back.
But A'luo said calmly: "I welcome this Fengjun tonight with half of the mountains and rivers as my betrothal, that is, one person and half of the world, so naturally there is no distinction between superiority and inferiority. We salute side by side. I think there is nothing wrong with it." .”
The female officer quickly raised her eyebrows and said respectfully: "Your Majesty is absolutely right."
Balian also stopped moving, and was about to straighten the tangled marks on his clothes with his hands, but his knuckles suddenly felt warm, and the Demon Lord held half of his fingers.
A'luo, who was wearing a golden tasseled hijab, smiled slightly and looked at the sky pillar that went straight up to the clouds. His eyes were bright and charming: "The sun spreads across the stars, and the piano and the harp are willing to play with each other. Once this evening is over, you and I will be like dragons of gold and jade in this life, and we will enjoy the eternal life together." , okay?"
Balian calmly withdrew his hand and continued to arrange the hem of his clothes. He also followed her gaze to look at Tianyu, and said calmly: "I'm afraid that gold and jade are cages, and thousands of years are prisoners. Why do you have to look for trouble and clean yourself up?" interest."
A'luo's fingers hanging in the air froze slightly, and he murmured self-deprecating words on the tip of his slightly bitter tongue: "What a cage of gold and jade, and a prisoner of thousands of years..."
She retracted her palm, raised her eyes, smiled, and said, "Bailian, how about I imprison you for two lifetimes?"
Don't worry about me losing my temper, you are my greatest interest in this life.
Balian rubbed his eyebrows and said angrily: "From what you said, you actually don't even plan to let me go in the next life."
Aluo Xin said that not only in the next life, but also in the next life, the next life, and eternity, she would have to deal with the bright red disease in his life chart that could not be wiped away.
Even if they die and return to Chaos, she will turn their bones into ashes and be inextricably entangled forever, falling into the abyss forever.
She lowered her head and smiled, and while the tassel golden beads were shaking, A'rao suddenly seemed to have discovered something. He let out a light sigh, and couldn't help but raise his fingers to touch the blood stain between Bai Lian's eyebrows, and asked curiously: "What are you talking about?"
This time, Balian did not avoid her touch and let her fingertips fall.
He lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the gold-plated embroidery on her sleeves. He smiled faintly and said, "When I was getting dressed this morning, the female officer next to you made a big decision and insisted on dotting my face with something like this. She said It goes well with the redness of your eyebrows, Your Majesty the Demon Lord, but it seems to me that it’s all nonsense, it’s all painted on my face, and I’m not a girl, painting these things is really nondescript.”
Balian said it looked ugly, but he raised his eyes relaxedly and said, "If you think it looks ugly, I'll just wipe it off."
Hearing the many complaints and displeasure in Balian's words, the chambermaid's eyes widened in horror, and she was about to kneel down: "This slave is unjustly accused!"
When did she put makeup on His Highness Feng Jun?
No one in the Demon Realm Palace knows how possessive Your Majesty is towards this young master. After His Majesty heard this, a little female official in her realm dared to touch the future Feng Jun’s face. Your Majesty would have to chop her alive. .
"Erase for what?"
Unexpectedly, not only did His Majesty the Demon Lord show no anger on his face, but his smile was actually joyful. He even seemed afraid of really rubbing off the red mark between Balian's eyebrows, which she just touched and removed like a dragonfly.
"With this blush on your eyebrows, you look a little more handsome and charming. I'm very happy when I see it. Xingmi has a good eye and a skillful hand, so I should reward you."
Being able to be awarded the word "reward" on the day of the Demon Lord's wedding, even if you don't have to think about it, you know that it will be a great gift from heaven.
The female official Xing Mi who survived the catastrophe but was blessed was stunned for a few times. After pondering for a long time, she realized that it was probably Feng Jun's words "the red line between your eyebrows complements the scene" that pleased His Majesty, and this made the King happy.
Thinking of this, the female officer couldn't help but feel deep admiration for Balian.
This seemingly serious young master turned out to be a clever master. He obviously wanted to impress His Majesty by being popular, but he didn't want to lose his dignity, so he pushed this good thing onto her.
In this way, I not only preserved my reserve, but also won His Majesty's favor.
Tsk, tsk, tsk, what the Historian recorded is indeed correct. This person really has the potential to bring disaster to the country, and his every move will closely control His Majesty's mood and preferences.
Your Majesty is afraid that he will completely fall into male lust and never get ahead in this life.
"There's no need to be a demon, but since you said it looks good, let's use the red color to add joy."
A'luo looked at him carefully and thought, "Isn't it nice to look at?"
He looks particularly good-looking today.
She never expected that one day he would be able to put on their demon clan's wedding robe and stand side by side with her under the sky.
Thinking of this, A'rao couldn't help but smile, her eyebrows curved up, her deep eyes were filled with brilliance, and the skylight passed through her hair and fell on her shoulders, making this smile even more charming.
She took a few steps closer and whispered: "I remember the custom in the world. On the day of marriage, men and women must wear bright red clothes, so the red wedding dress that I tried on last night is now layered under the emperor's robe until the ceremony is completed. After returning to the palace, I will take off this robe and show you how the wedding dress on me looks."
When he said this, A'luo's brows were filled with a hint of innocent expectation that looked like a different scenery from the devil's world. Balian couldn't help but feel a little soft in his heart.
He thought, if she had not been the ambitious devil, but just a little devil who dared to love and hate, she wouldn't be as annoying as she is now.
Balian pursed his lips and didn't know how to answer for a moment.
Because he knew that he would not wait until he returned to the palace at night, and he would definitely go a different path with her.
There wasn't much time left for the two of them to chat. After Balian came on stage, the Master of Ceremonies stood up loudly:
"Be prepared to save money, three stars are in the sky."
"Today or later, I will see this holy ceremony."
"Two parties marry, and one party makes a contract."
"A good relationship will last forever, and the relationship will be clear."
"Give me red leaves! Give me a cup of fertile water!"
The two internal officials presented two red leaves and a jade pot of clear water respectively, and the next step was the ceremony of washing the red leaves with fertile water.
It means that we will form an alliance with red leaves and a promise with white heads.
A'rao looked slightly uneasy and glanced at Bailian. Surprisingly, Bailian was very cooperative and polite along the way.
As a man, he first took the initiative to wash his hands and dust, took a red leaf, leaned forward and placed it between her collar.
Seeing that his expression was as calm as before, A'luo couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. She also imitated his actions, washed her hands with water, and went to pick up the remaining red leaf.
The red leaves had not yet settled into his collar. At this moment, a strong wind blew away the heavy clouds and heavy morning fog, and also shattered the red leaves in A-Rao's hands.
coming.
Balian's eyes narrowed slightly.
Today's Demon King's feast is indeed not that easy to get through safely.
A'luo looked at the broken maple leaves scattering like butterflies, raised his cold eyes, looked at the figure slowly walking out of the fog, and raised a cold arc on his lips: "Seeking death!"
Burying Heart, who was kneeling on the side of the Shinto, suddenly exclaimed, as if extremely shocked, and turned pale and murmured: "Is...is it you?"
The demon ministers all looked surprised and looked at the uninvited guest in the fog with confusion.
I am very curious about who this person is. He dares to disturb the order of His Majesty's wedding, and even allows Master Erhe Zhanxin to address you as a respectful person.
The uninvited guest was very strange. There was no trace of the demon clan on his body. He had no demon horns on his head. His stature was the same as that of a mortal. His entire body exuded the aura of the worldly world. .
But it was this ordinary aura that made him look particularly extraordinary at this moment.
The guest who looked like a mortal could definitely not be a mortal, because Zhan Xin had never addressed a mortal as "you" and showed such a look of shock and awe.
At this time, several old demon ministers slowly walked out of the crowd. The shock in their eyes was no less than that of Xian Xin. They held their crutches tremblingly: "King Daoman..."
The trembling old man spat out three trembling words, and suddenly the whole palace became noisy like a frying pan.
"King Daoman?! Is he that King Daoman?!"
"He's still alive?! He's actually still alive?!"
"Oh my god, how is that possible? Could it be that she raised a corpse like the Demon Queen?!"
"What nonsense are you talking about? There is not a trace of corpse spirit in Daoman Wang Zhou's body. He is clearly still alive."
Bailian asked in confusion: "King Daoman? Who is he?"
A'luo's expression was terrifyingly gloomy: "In the demon world, one is the king as the master, and the other is the king as the assistant. The king is the demon king, and the king is the demon king. In the early years when the old demon king was in power, there was a dearest prince and younger brother who was granted the title of I think this is the king of the foreign land."
Want to come?
Balian frowned: "You never knew him?"
Aluo said: "In my memory, King Daoman has been dead since I was born. He died in the regicide rebellion. He is a character living in the history books of the devil world. I have never seen him. How do we get to know each other?”
Balian said: "But he's not dead." And judging from his appearance, it was obvious that he was here for her.
A'luo sneered and said, "If he's not dead, then just send him back to hell again!"
It could be seen that she was in a very bad mood at the moment.
"You traitor and traitor! He doesn't know whether to live or die! Take him down quickly and send him to the devil's hell!"
"How dare you! Let's see who dares to touch me!" Before the demon minister could get close, a violent roar arose, and a huge black demon king's appearance appeared behind Daoman.
The king's pressure forced no one to dare to get close easily.
Daoman smiled coldly and said: "It's true that I, Daoman, usurped the throne and forced the palace, but even back then your father didn't dare to kill me. How dare you, a bunch of ants, show your claws and claws at will?!"
Dao Man is a descendant of a pure-blood monarch, and he is also a demon king of the same generation as the old demon king. In terms of identity, he is even more noble and powerful than the demon queen Zhi Yuyan.
Even though he was a guilty person, the old demon king did not fall down to death. How could they, the little demon officials, dare to act rashly.
Erhe Zangxin weighed it for a moment, then stood up and asked in a tentative tone: "Lord Daoman, you have been born and appeared in the world recently. I don't know why?"
All the demons were aware of this, secretly thinking that a demon king who had died in history suddenly returned. What else could it do besides snatching the throne?
Why didn’t the old monarch cut the grass and root out the problem in the first place?
Daoman's Dharma will not be destroyed after his death. The sneer on his face deepened. He smiled blankly and said: "I came here in response to fate. Naturally, I want to wipe out the rebellious ministers and traitors, and restore peace and tranquility to my country!"
"This..." Could it be that King Daoman lost his mind and went crazy?
He did something rude to His Majesty the Demon Lord. It was clear who this treacherous minister and traitor was talking about.
Balian smiled and said: "It is said that beating the young ones will attract the old ones. Before I saw which kid you bullied, these old pickles jumped out one by one to cause trouble for you. It seems that this devil You are not that easy to be a person."
As he spoke, his peripheral vision was secretly locked on Zang Xin's body.
This man is really capable, he can even hire such a person.
It seems that the night meeting that night was just a small test of one's skills, a deliberate show of weakness.
The methods that are truly known to the world are just the tip of the iceberg.
Bailian had to admit that Burial Heart might not be the strongest among the Six Rivers, but he was undoubtedly the most dangerous one.
