Everyone has chosen the demon clan, who would still practice seriously?

As Chu Yang stepped out of the teleportation array, his head seemed to be on fire.

"You, the Celestial Clan, are really going too far! That is our king's servant beast. Why do you want to tie it up and marry it?"

When Qingliu heard Chu Yang's words, the veins on his forehead kept throbbing.

"Blade Yama, be careful what you say! The evil bird just knocked over our red silk!"

Chu Yang felt a little relieved when he heard this, and looked around with his arms folded across his chest.

Yun An then introduced: "These are the Blade Yama of the Demon Clan, the Demon King's Guards, and several guards of the Demon Clan."

He walked to Shu Yuan again, "This is Prince Yuan of the Demon Clan."

"Everyone has seen these people before."

Qingliu bowed to Shu Yuan.

Looking at Shu Yan's gloomy face, Qing Liu felt a little worried.

Why does Prince Yuan of the demon clan look so ugly? It’s as if someone has stolen his wife.

She turned around and asked Yun An, "Why are you here at this time? His Majesty didn't mention that you were coming when he came."

Yun An frowned and wanted to use his spiritual power to transmit his voice, but he felt that it would seem dishonest in front of Shu Yuan.

I had to lower my voice:

"Where's your majesty? We have something important to see your majesty about."

"Your Majesty has gone to the library to see Qingliu Tianzun."

Yun An nodded, made a "please" gesture to Prince Yuan, and walked in front to lead the way.

Fei Jiujiu glanced at Shu Yuan, chirped twice excitedly, then flapped its wings and flew to the red silk hanging outside the opposite tower.

It bit the silk with its little mouth and flew away with it.

"Oh my! That's the red silk for the wedding ceremony! Chase it! Chase it!"

A group of Celestial Clan monks chased after Fei Jiujiu and disappeared into the sky.

When Chu Yang heard this, he was so angry that his lungs almost exploded.

He kept repeating to himself "be patient, be patient, be patient", but his hand had already clenched the dagger.

If I meet the king later, it may be that the king is not doing this voluntarily but is forced.

He will definitely tear this place down today!

But when I think about your majesty's power, who can force her?

Maybe she really did it voluntarily, since the cultivators of the Celestial Clan all have delicate skin and tender flesh.

Chu Yang felt a bitter feeling in his heart, as if he was chewing an unripe apricot in his mouth.

Sour and astringent.

The pressure surrounding Shu Yuan kept decreasing. Although he had a smile on his face, the people around him felt extremely cold.

The way he remained silent was like a general facing a huge army, making people afraid to approach him.

Yun An's brows were knotted, "Wedding ceremony? How come I don't know about it?"

Qingliu didn't care: "In this chaotic world, let's just follow Xiaguang's instructions and do everything simply."

She smiled and patted Yun An's shoulder, "It's all over, just give me a gift."

Yun An's pupils suddenly shrank. It's already been done?

Or is it a ceremonial activity that Xiaguang Tianzun is in charge of?

"Yes, will it be too fast?" Yun An asked.

"Is it fast? They actually had signs of it a long time ago, and we all knew it."

Thinking of the demon cultivators following behind him, Qingliu could only say briefly:

"Okay, I'll tell you all this in detail later. Your Majesty and Du Rui are just ahead, so go ahead."

Yun An felt like his brain was not enough.

"Du Rui? Your Majesty chose Du Rui?"

Qingliu frowned: "It can't be considered a selection. It was Du Rui who took the initiative to fight for it. After all, there are so many people waiting to communicate with His Majesty."

Waiting in line...waiting...to communicate???

Qingliu pushed open the door of the Yunhai Council Chamber, and there were more than a dozen monks standing on both sides of the door.

And at the very front, Du Rui Tianzun was kneeling in front of Ren Yi.

Ren Yi also bent his knees slightly, as if he was about to kneel down to him.

Four words popped up in Yun An, Chu Yang and Shu Yuan's minds at the same time:

Husband and wife bow to each other.

Shu Yuan's body involuntarily released a wave of magic power.

With him as the center, the tables, chairs, benches, vases, ornaments, etc. around him were all blown away by the hurricane of the magic wave.

Everyone present raised their sleeves to block the strong wind.

Ren Yi turned and looked at Shu Yuan.

At this moment, he was no longer the boy in the dream.

The youthful face is now filled with deep brows and a high nose bridge.

But at this moment his face was frozen, without a trace of warmth.

Upon closer inspection, you can see the sadness in his eyes.

His sight collided with a random sight across the void.

The hall was silent.

He withdrew his gaze and continued the action of slightly bending his knees and reaching out to help Du Rui up.

"If there is an opportunity, I will send your master back to his hometown."

Du Rui bowed again: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Ren Yi turned around and said calmly: "Why are you here?"

Chu Yang looked at Ren Yi, then at Du Rui who was about to cry, and then at the solemn atmosphere in the entire hall.

Hey, this matter... seems to be a little wrong.