Xuan Hui turned to sit on the edge of the bed, crossing his arms and crossing his legs.
"You should know why I came to you!"
The God of Marriage covered his face with the God of Marriage and almost shook his crown off.
"I...I, I don't know."
Xuanhui showed his left little finger, and the red line on it was glowing.
"I'm telling you, this girl and I clashed and started arguing when we met. I don't want my lungs to explode at such a young age. Untie me!"
The God of Marriage revealed half of his face from behind the book and said, "Master Demon Judge, have you ever heard of that sentence? Hitting means kissing and scolding means loving. When you curse, you become a little baby..."
"Go away! What a fallacy! I'm not sick!"
Xuanhui stretched his finger forward again.
"You are not a lover, do you understand? I want you to untie me, now! Immediately!"
The God of Marriage trembled so hard that the booklet was frightened.
Xuan Hui took the book that was about to fall, opened the pages, grabbed a handful, and was about to tear it down.
"No! Master Demon Judge! I didn't say I was confused!"
The God of Marriage moved forward and pinched the red thread on Xuanhui's finger. However, he did not untie it immediately, but asked again:
"Master Demon Judge, please think about it carefully. This fate is something you can only meet but cannot seek. If you only have this marriage in your life, if you take the initiative to break it off, you will not be able to continue it in the future. Note! I will be alone! I will be born. !Have you heard of this word?”
"Cut the nonsense!"
Xuanhui pulled his hand without hesitation, and the red thread was torn open by the God of Marriage.
No matter why she sighs! No matter why she uses jade flame!
She is not Qingran!
No one can do it except Aoran!
The light of the red line gradually faded and finally disappeared.
"Snapped!"
Xuanhui threw the book into the hand of the God of Marriage and stepped out of the palace with satisfaction.
"well!"
The God of Marriage smoothes out the wrinkles in the marriage book little by little.
"Qing Ranshangshen, how charming you must be! It's been 30,000 years! The Demon Judge still misses you so much that no one can get into his heart anymore. You can die without any regrets! Poor, It’s a living person!”
Xuanhui walked to the marriage tree and looked at the red threads all over the tree. He could not ask for this eye-piercing red before, but now there is one ready-made, but he refuses to ask for it.
That was Qingran who belonged to him alone, the courageous girl who, even though she was blind, resolutely went down to the edge of fog and entered the wilderness to rescue him from there.
Not that trash!
Xuan Hui's eyelids twitched slightly, and he looked down at his fingers, which were empty.
Xuan Hui was in a daze for a moment, but immediately shook his head to wake himself up.
What a pity!
The God of Marriage was sitting in the hall holding the demon book and sighing, lamenting the impermanence of the world and the changes in things and people. The door of the hall was kicked open again.
"Uh-huh!"
The Demon Judge's sword was held in front of the God of Marriage's neck.
"Sir, my lord! What I do is mental work. Don't make your Fengming Sword shake! I'm thin-skinned!"
Xuan Hui curled his lips.
"Didn't you say that you can't untie this red thread? How dare you lie to me?!"
"No, no, no!" The God of Marriage shook his hands into flowers.
"I'm thinking about you. Think about it! Your father Xuan Ying was lonely all his life and had no children. In the end, he had no choice but to adopt you because he had no heirs."
Xuan Hui moved his sword forward, and the God of Marriage drew back his neck.
"Hold your sword high! Hold your sword high!"
The God of Marriage was on the verge of tears, "Master Demon Judge, I have no selfish motives! I just want to make your life easier. But since you don't want to, I can't help it. The red thread has been removed, and you are in the same situation." !I didn’t harm you!”
Xuan Hui thought about what the God of Marriage said and felt that there seemed to be nothing wrong with what he said, so he put away his sword.
"If you dare to pull the red thread for me again, I will nail you to the marriage tree with the Fengming Sword!"
"Yes, yes! I don't dare anymore! I don't dare anymore!"
It wasn't until he was sure that Xuan Hui was a hundred miles away that the God of Marriage became as decadent as a puddle of melted sugar.
"This job is too difficult! No one dares to offend me! I will never do this kind of thing again. If I had known that I would go to heaven to do such a thankless job, why would I have bothered to practice without sleep and food in the first place!"
Xuanhui didn't have the careful mind to eavesdrop on the God of Marriage's complaints. After solving the matter that had been tangled in his heart, Xuanhui was completely relieved. He happened to meet the God of Thunder who was laying mines in the human world and stopped.
"Why are you here? Is everything okay in your demon world? You caught the demon king who sneaked out so quickly?"
After asking three times in a row, Lei Shen was quite informed.
"Don't worry, you'll find it sooner or later."
Xuanhui looked at the human world and said, "Are you going a little too far? The people are waiting to dry the rice!"
"That's the rain god's thing."
The God of Thunder glanced at Xuan Hui. Xuan Hui looked up and saw the God of Rain making rain a hundred feet away. He was lying in the clouds and eating peaches. He was smiling like a fool and didn't notice Xuan Hui at all. Hui.
"Why are you so happy? Your front teeth are falling out of laughter." Xuanhui slapped the God of Thunder with his shoulder, "You should stay away from him, stupidity can be contagious."
Thor scratched his flat head and laughed.
"You don't come here often, so you don't know. He is getting married next month."
"You're not so happy, are you?" Xuan Hui couldn't understand.
"The person he wants to marry is the beloved son of the leader of the Feng Clan, Yinsu! You should know him. The one who is particularly good at making zahahuhu! She is the niece of the Queen of Heaven, and the Rain God is quite high..."
When Xuanhui heard Yinsu's name, he already started to feel pity for the Rain God, pitiful for this fool who didn't realize it.
That crazy girl Yinsu, and Weiyang's cunning old father-in-law, whoever marries her will be screwed up for the rest of their lives.
Seeing that the Rain God was still enjoying himself, Xuan Hui just shook his head and didn't say much.
They are not of the same race, and they have no friendship at all. Besides, the rain god might be eagerly waiting for him!
No matter what they do, the more chaotic the God Realm is, the better.
"I'm going to finish here soon. Let's fight again later, shall we?"
The God of Thunder pulled Xuanhui back.
"If you want to be beaten, you can just say so, but I don't have the time today."
"Are you going back to protect that little girl again? Are you really not going to let her meet my son? My son is as good-looking as his mother."
Mentioning the little waste made Xuan Hui's calm mood stir again.
He gets annoyed when he thinks about the little waste!
He could still think of the scene of the little waste hiding in Hua Niang's arms, crying and complaining to Hua Niang.
It’s really useless! Several years were wasted.
"Do your job!"
Xuan Hui said something coldly and went down to the human world again.
The Rain God was so happy that he kept confiscating his spells. The heavy rain kept falling. Xuanhui hated rain the most. The air was humid and his feet were muddy. It reminded him of the days when he was struggling to survive in the wilderness as a child.
He wanted to find a place to stay, and it was best to boil a pot of hot wine and eat two pig's trotters. Unknowingly, we arrived at Qingluo Pavilion.
So to control a man, it is best to control his stomach. Hua Nian spent so many years and spent so much food money to raise Xuan Hui that she would think of him whenever she was hungry.
It can be said that no pig can walk out of Qingluo Pavilion alive.
