She felt that she was completely crazy, and there was a small voice in her heart. When she was about to greet Cangxuan's ancestors one by one, she heard the wind blowing outside the window, the leaves rustling, and the shadows whirling through the window.
, printed diagonally on the red gauze curtain, swaying in the wind.
Senior Brother Mu, is that you?
Every time the wind blew and the shadows of the trees moved, she always thought it was him.
However, if it were really him, how could he let her lean into someone else's arms like this?
Drunk, she was really drunk.
She was unwilling in every possible way, but it was difficult for her mouth to take the wrong medicine tonight and keep talking nonsense.
Cang Xuan naturally didn't know what she was thinking, but when she shyly said "Everything depends on the Lord" in such a confused and drunken state, the joy on his face could not be concealed.
The original suspicions and doubts about her were all dispelled at this moment, and she only thought about this trip to the human world. She had experienced a lot, and she had probably made a clear plan. She knew that the position after this Lord was not ordinary and comparable.
I just remembered that that night, Gu Huai, the God of Martial Arts, brought her back to the bamboo house, but for some reason he abandoned her. Could it be that as she said, she also became a disciple of Wangyou?
The relationship between the demon world and Wangyou has been forged since tens of thousands of years ago when Your Majesty led millions of demon troops into the ninth heaven.
In the war between immortals and demons more than ten thousand years ago, if the Emperor of Heaven and Mo Li had not joined forces, Your Majesty would not have died in Tianhe, and the demon world would not have been destroyed. He would not have fled all the way from Beiming, and would not have dared to hide in Li for ten thousand years.
Take half a step.
He was not originally a person who coveted beauty, but the woman in his arms was indeed the only woman who made his heart move in these long years.
Hence, the adventure into the human world took place the day before yesterday.
Fortunately, that day in the clouds, the Demon-Subduing Army wanted to kill her after she revealed her true form, and did not recognize who he was. Furthermore, Que Hentian was willing to die, which delayed the Demon-Subduing Army and failed to catch her.
Departure.
But if she really is a disciple of Gu Huai, I'm afraid Gu Huai will come looking for her sooner or later.
At that time, it is unknown whether the departure barrier can block the powerful demon-suppressing army.
Perhaps, he shouldn't forget about restoring the demon world and avenging the demon king just because of his personal feelings.
However, the person in his arms was the woman he had longed for for thirty-seven years. The entanglement and guilt that originally lingered in his heart were instantly overturned by her low moan.
"Well..." Shi Meng was blown away by the cold wind, her drunkenness became more and more intense, her eyes showed deep drunkenness, and she slumped powerlessly in his arms.
When she uttered the word "no" like a babble, but a pair of hands tightly grabbed his neck and refused to let go, Cang Xuan laughed silently.
He lowered his head and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, and flicked his wide sleeves. The pearl that originally shone with blue light gradually dimmed, leaving only a faint light flickering in the darkness.
Hearing her breathing smoothly, as if she was sleeping peacefully, he was about to get up and lie down, but found that his sleeve had been grabbed by her at some point. He wanted to brush her hand away, but saw her turn around and bury her head in his sleeve.
During the period, the pressure was tight.
"Menger..."
Cang Xuan called softly.
But the stunning woman on the couch had her eyes slightly closed, as if she had fallen asleep leisurely.
In desperation, he had no choice but to lie down next to her. After letting out a deep sigh, he looked out of the hall and saw an evil smile flashing through his eyes.
After a long time, the woman who was sleeping peacefully on his sleeve suddenly opened her eyes. The eyes that should have been filled with purple rhyme were dark and dark, the corners of her eyes were slightly raised, and a heart-stopping sneer appeared on her lips.
The silence in the middle of the night is the easiest to induce people to fall asleep.
But outside the Hanchen Palace, the cold moonlight poured down, and under the broad-leaved sycamore tree, a light blue figure stood impressively, with a look of sadness in his handsome and indifferent black eyes.
Is that the woman sleeping peacefully in someone else's arms in the palace?
He has always been smarter and sharper than others, but now, he feels that everything in front of him seems to be shrouded in layers of clouds, making it difficult for him to understand and see clearly.
When he left Jiuchongtian that day, he secretly swore that he would never be sentimental or cultivate immortality in this life.
But when Wu Xi met her for the first time that day, he was already in love.
But what about her? If she really had feelings for him, why would she be mumbling in Cang Xuan's arms at this moment? But the sentimental scene with her in the cave that day was still vivid in his mind, but in just a few days, he was still immersed in that love.
I can't extricate myself from the tenderness.
But the person beside her has turned into Cang Xuan.
He became more and more confused. That day, she took the risk and fled to the human world because she wanted to escape from her marriage to Cang Xuan, but why was she like this tonight?
Just now, she said she was afraid of the dark and actually took the initiative to stay with Cang Xuan.
In her memory, she was indeed afraid of the dark.
But the person guarding her should not be Cang Xuan.
Tonight, when he left Lihua Forest, he hurried to Yunshui Palace. However, Cangxuan had already prepared, and the guards outside the palace were several times more than before.
Thanks to Yifeng's cover, he was able to enter the palace smoothly.
In the Yunshui Palace, eye-catching red words of joy were posted everywhere, and he easily found out from the water monsters that this was Cang Xuan preparing for the upcoming wedding.
I heard that everything has been prepared long ago, and all I have to do is wait for the person from Hanchen Hall to nod before bowing.
Therefore, he felt slightly relieved.
Because he knew that his Meng'er would never compromise or agree to the marriage.
What he has to do is to take her away from Yunshui Palace even if he gives his last breath.
But what he saw before him made his original persistence seem a bit ridiculous.
There is no doubt that the woman in red in the palace is like a dream. Ever since she came out of the Xuanyin Formation, the demonic aura around her has become increasingly heavy. If not for this, he would not be so sure that she is in the Yunshui Palace.
But the tone of her voice, the red clothes on her body, and her attitude towards Cang Xuan all made him feel strange.
He originally wanted to stay under the sycamore tree and wait until Cang Xuan left, then take the opportunity to ask questions.
But she took the initiative to leave Cang Xuan behind, leaving him no chance to take advantage of her.
With his current level of cultivation, if he wanted to deal with Cang Xuan on his own, he would have no chance of winning.
He was hiding in the shadow of the trees, and while he was deep in thought, a red shadow flashed out of the Hanchen Palace.
"Meng'er!" His voice was extremely low, almost silent, but the red figure at the door of the hall still stopped and looked around under the moonlight.
He didn't hesitate at all and already showed his figure.
By the time she noticed, he was already standing beside her, and they were no more than three feet apart.
"Meng'er, come with me!" Mu Zili took her hand and whispered.
But she brushed his hand away, raised her head and looked at him coldly, with a purple light in her eyes, and then said lightly: "Brother Mu, Meng'er has agreed to marry the Lord, and she will marry him tomorrow."
Mu Zili's expression was gloomy, and the emotions she had just deliberately tried to avoid filled her heart. The hand she brushed away froze in the air, and finally lowered it for a long time.