How can one become an immortal with such laziness?

The horse, with its smooth coat, tall stature, piercing eyes, and powerful presence, responded with its head held high and chest out.

To be honest, we are both really handsome!

"hey-hey."

Black Sun raised its head and waved to the sky.

"Record it! It'll be great!"

"Wuhu~"

In the sky, Hei Hui and Hei Xiaoqi, holding the image-recording spirit stone, lay on Xiao Huo's back, their faces flushed with excitement, cheering as they filmed the magnificent procession below from the sky.

A gentle breeze ruffled the two girls' hair. The clouds were thick today, and the weather was clear. Through the clouds, one could vaguely see something moving.

As they descended, amidst gasps of surprise, three enormous airships emerged from the clouds and slowly circled above Five-Colored City.

"Swish!"

Two enormous banners hung down from the airship, their unfurling neatly with the support of spiritual energy, revealing the blessings above.

The mystical sword can reach ten thousand miles to the heavens, and its crimson tassel has once been stained by a demonic dragon.

[Yet I yearn for companionship in this mortal world, willing to be a pair of lovebirds rather than immortals.]

Although some people did not understand its meaning, seeing the red banner fluttering like a waterfall, rustling in the wind yet remaining motionless, and feeling the joyful and encouraging emotions it conveyed, everyone's mood became cheerful, and they showed genuine smiles, as if the world were their home and they were traveling together.

Another airship emerged, and dozens of fire cranes flew out in a row, their bright red plumage echoing in the sky.

"hold head high!"

As Xiao Huo, who was recording a video from the sky with Hei Hui and Hei Xiaoqi, saw so many companions, it couldn't help but let out a loud chirp to greet them.

A cluster of flames flew from her body, heading towards the flock of fire-breathing cranes, burning in the wind, and instantly turning into a raging inferno.

The fire cranes responded joyfully to the young girl in their tribe, stepping back slightly and spitting out clusters of flames. Guided by the blazing fire, the flames gradually twisted and distorted, as if forming characters.

"Haha, keep it up, Heiyang!"

Hei Xiaolong suddenly burst into laughter, and the flying fish that had been curled up into a small blue ball behind him inside the hood suddenly spread its wings.

"Whatever you do, well, I'll support you! Here comes the cold wave!"

Hei Xiaolong jumped onto Han Liu's back and flew towards the last airship. What greeted them were more ice-blue flying fish. Streams of water intertwined and converged in the air, and cold and hot air currents slowly rose, gradually forming some kind of image.

As people looked up in awe, the fiery writing finally became clear with the first gasp of surprise.

[Happy Wedding, Hei Yang Hong Li!]

On the other side, Hei Xiaolong smiled, lowered his head slightly, and raised his hands in a gesture: "Rise!"

The interwoven pattern of water slowly solidifies, the icy blue not like heavy ice, but like frost and snowflakes, adorning two smiling faces.

Those were cute versions of Hei Xiaoyang and Hong Xiaoli's profile pictures, with a slight upturn at the corners of their mouths, but their eyes had a dead fish-like look of indifference, as if it were none of their business.

Those who don't understand might just think something's odd, but close friends and family will smile knowingly.

Ice and fire intertwined in the sky.

Cheers and applause reached into the unseen clouds. Several elders of the Medicine King Sect, along with the former and current sect leaders, heard the laughter and smiled slightly. They waved their hands, sending down specks of light that were swept away by the wind.

Suddenly, a fragrant breeze wafted over, and everyone below felt refreshed and invigorated. The pent-up emotions in their chests and lungs were swept away, and the hidden ailments that had been treated by the local Medicine King Sect disciples in Five Colors City were finally cured. They felt relieved to be rid of their chronic illnesses!

"tread"

Hei Yang dismounted and stood excitedly in front of Xiao Li's mother's house.

He knew this place intimately, having visited countless times, but none of those visits could compare to the joy and excitement he felt today.

Behind the gate were the elders of Xiao Li's family, all smiling as they watched the young man, but subtly obscuring the door to the room where the bride was.

Hei Yang smiled. This wasn't a difficult situation; it was simply a matter of having the elders greet each one individually, but they had to be addressed with the correct titles.

For example, if you used to call Hongli "Mom" or "Auntie," you have to call her "Mom" now. Hei Yang had already done his homework on how to change his address.

He rushed past calling out "Grandma," "Auntie," and "Grandpa," making the group of elders laugh and make way for him, finally allowing Heiyang to reach the front door.

He gently turned the handle, pushed the door open, paused, and stretched out his right hand.

"Da da"

Two embroidered shoes fell off the door frame and landed squarely in Hei Yang's hands.

You still want to plot against him?

Hei Yang chuckled inwardly. He had already said he had studied for a long time and came prepared!

However, when he looked up into the room, he was momentarily stunned.

Apart from Hei Yang, only the girl remained in the room.

She wore a red dress, a silver headdress, and the silver necklace her lover had given her still adorned her snow-white neck.

Then came the familiar face that haunted his dreams. The girl sat quietly on the bed, her eyes filled with tender affection as she looked at the boy.

A hint of tears welled up in Hong Li's eyes, not from sadness, but from overwhelming joy.

Her groom finally came to her bedside.

Hongli wanted to jump off the bed and hug him tightly, but Heiyang smiled and raised his hand to stop her.

Under Hongli's somewhat panicked gaze, the boy lowered his head and bent down in front of her, reaching out to gently pinch the girl's small feet covered in white socks, and took out the embroidered shoes he was holding in his arms.

Under the girl's bloodshot gaze, the beloved boy carefully and gently put on her shoes.

"do you miss me?"

Hei Yang raised his head slightly and smiled at Hong Li.

"Black Sun, I, I..."

Hongli felt instantly overwhelmed by endless happiness and sweetness. Her legs went weak, and she wanted to jump out of bed and go with Heiyang, anywhere was fine with her!

Before Hongli's feet touched the ground, she cried out as Heiyang pulled her into his arms, her pupils dilating violently before regaining focus after a long while.

Hongli looked up and saw Heiyang looking down at her with a smile.

"Hey..."

Hong Li's heart felt like it was about to jump out of her chest. She reached out and wrapped her arms around Hei Yang's neck, closing her eyes tightly. She could feel Hei Yang carrying her out of the house.

"Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh!!!"

A tidal wave of cheers erupted in her ears, startling Hongli so much that she couldn't help but hug Heiyang even tighter, wishing she could bury her head in his arms.

Hei Yang gently held the soft girl in his arms, smiling and gesturing to the elders beside him as he walked outside.

"Xiao Li, open your eyes and look at your aunts and uncles..."

Hei Yang said gently, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

"Well……"

Complete trust made Hongli obediently open her eyes slightly, and she looked out from Heiyang's arms.

No one wore a mocking expression; everyone smiled sincerely at them and offered their blessings to the newlyweds.

"Hmm, heh..."

Hongli rested her head on Heiyang's chest again, a sweet smile on her face.

The moment she stepped out of her mother's home, the approaching flames and ice in the sky finally collided.

As steam rises, double happiness reflects the fluttering butterflies.

As the curtain of the bridal sedan chair was lifted, Hei Yang slowly carried Hong Li inside.

"Black Sun!"

Hongli suddenly spoke up, looking at Heiyang with eyes full of dependence, her arms still wrapped around Heiyang, seemingly unwilling to let go.

"Don't worry, I'm right here."

Hei Yang said softly, "We're getting ready to go home."

"Hmm, I see..."

Hongli slowly came back to her senses, smiled somewhat embarrassedly, then suddenly paused, looking in a certain direction.

Hei Yang followed her gaze and was equally stunned.

In the crowd, an elderly woman was waving and smiling in their direction, waving the invitation in her hand with a cheerful expression.

"Grandma Meng?!"

Hei Yang and Hong Li looked at Meng Po with surprise. They hadn't been able to contact each other a few days before their wedding, and they both thought that Grandma Meng had either been tricked by Yama or had forgotten about them.

Unexpectedly, Grandma Meng actually escaped—no, she retired, um, legally retired!

The two wanted to go there to ask Grandma Meng where she had been lately, but she smiled and waved her hand repeatedly, stopping the two impetuous people as if she had expected it.

"what!"

Hei Yang and Hong Li came to their senses, exchanged a knowing smile, and Hong Li slowly released her arms, sat in her bridal sedan chair, and waved with a smile.

"Shall we go home?"

Hongli held the curtain in place with her hand to prevent it from falling.