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Chapter 200: How Much Love Is Deep

The hall was full of guests, and laughter and laughter could be heard all the time.

In the center of the hall hangs the hibiscus jade that Cang Xuan personally found from the deep sea. The soft and brilliant light is scattered in the hall, illuminating the faces of everyone in the hall and their bodies are all swaying with red light, making them happy.

Although it was a big wedding, Cang Xuan always wore white clothes, which had not changed for tens of thousands of years.

Today, he was still wearing a silver-white cloud-patterned robe, but the dancing butterflies on the corners and sleeves revealed his thoughts.

At this moment, he was standing in the palace, staring fixedly at the door of the palace, waiting for her to walk into Fengyu Palace and into his world.

The waiting process is always long.

He put his hands behind his back, feeling slightly nervous and even a little anxious.

In fact, this was not his first marriage. Before her, he had married two wives in order to win over the various ethnic groups who had left the country and consolidate his status.

One of them is Qingwan, the princess of the Water Tribe. Her father, Qingze, is the leader of the Departure Water Tribe, commanding tens of thousands of Water Tribes in the Sea of ​​Forgotten Souls. Since Qingwan married into the Yunshui Palace, Qingze has been fortunate enough to hand over all the elites of the Water Tribe.

It has been more than two thousand years since I left it to him to take charge.

On the surface, Princess Qingwan is docile and virtuous, and he is very kind to her. Over the years, he has always treated the people of the Shui Tribe with many rewards and never harshly.

In fact, the two of them were just a couple in name. Qingwan only pursued the path of immortality and had no interest in the love of her children. She devoted herself to cultivation every day and was married to Yunshui Palace for nearly three thousand years. She never ate at the same table or slept on the same bed as Cangxuan.

Even though she knew yesterday that he was going to marry Simeng, Qingwan didn't complain at all. She just said that her practice was at a critical moment and she didn't want to be disturbed. Today, before midnight, Qingze, who had not been to sea for many years, actually picked her up personally.

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He was originally worried that the Shui tribe would be disloyal because of this, but Qingze seemed to have known what his daughter wanted, so he did not feel unhappy when he left. Instead, he gave him many treasures as a gift for his wedding today.

If the Shui tribe is safe, he will have no worries.

As for the other wife he once married, she was Wen Ge, the You Epiphyllum Flower Demon whose life span was only over a thousand years. Wen Ge was the former owner of the flower who had left the country and had passed away three hundred years ago.

Back then, You Epiphyllum flowers were spread all over Departure. Although their lifespan was short, they were once the masters of Departure flower demons. However, with the death of the last flower master, Wen Ge, the You Epiphyllum clan has since declined.

There were also several flower demons with relatively low level of cultivation who admired his origins in the demon clan and being the Lord of Lijing. They took the initiative to send them to his door, so he kept them in the palace to play and relieve his boredom.

But since he agreed to get married in a dream last night, he sent all these people away.

Outside the palace, a gun salute sounded, waking him up from his meditation. His palms were slightly wet, but his nervousness had not eased.

Seeing the ceremony officer in a dark red robe slowly enter the palace, he smiled broadly and looked at the bride who was slowly approaching at the entrance of the palace, surrounded by Yin'er and Rouge.

This wedding dress had been prepared for her a long time ago. At that time, he was quite confident about the relationship between men and women, thinking that with his status as Lord, it would only be a matter of time for her to marry into Yunshui Palace.

Unexpectedly, it took him decades to wait for this day.

Not to mention everything in the past, today she was going to be his wife, and he felt happy from the bottom of his heart.

"The auspicious time has come!"

As the ceremony officer shouted, the hall suddenly became quiet. Everyone looked up at Cangxuan. Yin'er had already handed over the red silk in Shi Meng's hand, but he was slightly lost in thought and did not reach out to take it.

A wind blew through the palace, almost blowing away the dream-like wedding veil, and the faint cold fragrance dispersed. Already sharp-eyed people saw the bride's stunning appearance and secretly marveled.

Seeing that the auspicious moment was about to pass, everyone held their breath, wondering what the Lord meant by this.

Seeing this, the ceremony officer who retreated to the side was the most anxious. He turned his eyes to the outside of the palace, only to see the blue sky and the shining sun. It was already time.

Seeing that the auspicious moment was about to pass, the ceremony officer had no choice but to ignore the arrogance, walked quickly to Cang Xuan, and murmured in a low voice, "Honored Lord, the auspicious moment has arrived, don't delay it!"

Hearing this, Cang Xuan woke up from a dream and was startled for a moment. He then slowly took the red silk ribbon handed by Yin'er. Although there was a smile in his eyes, as he walked towards Simeng, he glanced sideways at the guard guarding the door of the palace.

After taking one look, the guard nodded immediately, raised the hand holding the sword suddenly, and the guards hidden among the guests suddenly rushed to the palace door.

Everyone was surprised and didn't know why.

But Cang Xuan shouted coldly, "Come out! Since you are here to watch the ceremony, there is no need to be sneaky!"

Everyone followed his gaze and looked towards the palace door.

Surrounded by guards, there was a light blue figure standing silently, it was Mu Zili.

Mu Zili's black hair was untied and hung loosely around her waist. There was a touch of sadness on her handsome white face.

"Meng'er, come with me!"

A soft word is like the sound of nature.

With a flick of her wide sleeves, the bride's wedding handkerchief fell in the wind in front of her, revealing a enchanting and beautiful face. But at this moment, she was holding the red damask in her hand tightly, with affection in her eyes, staring at the man in white on the other end of the red damask.

The guards all showed their dazzling swords, waiting for Cang Xuan's order to stab Mu Zili.

But Cang Xuan just smiled, shook his head slightly, and pulled the red silk in his hand closer and closer inch by inch, and the bride on the other side of the red silk was also taken into his arms.

Then, the bride turned her eyes towards Mu Zili, her lips parted slightly, and she said softly: "Since Brother Mu has come to watch the ceremony, the Lord must greet him well. On the big day, how can we let the guards attack each other with swords?"

Woolen cloth?"

Although her eyes were fixed on Mu Zili, her words were addressed to Cang Xuan.

"Meng'er is absolutely right! I was negligent! Come on! Give me a seat!" Cang Xuan put one hand on her waist and raised the other hand gently to signal the attendants to greet the distinguished guests.

At this moment, the guards who had originally surrounded Mu Zili had dispersed. However, when the guards stepped forward to help him sit down, they were not even three feet away when they were shocked by an invisible energy that caused bleeding from the mouth and ears. He fell to the ground and died.

"Meng'er, come with me!"

It's the same sentence. He just condensed his spiritual energy to say it. The little demon with a shallow way of doing things couldn't stand even his shouting.

The little demons in front of him, whose spiritual veins had been broken by his spiritual power, were hit twice in a row. At this moment, their bones had turned into blood, flowing freely in the hall.

Suddenly, the originally joyful Fengyu Palace fell into a state of solemnity and coldness.

The guests watching the ceremony in the hall, in addition to the old members of the demon world, there were also many demons who had left the country and relied on Cangxuan to survive. Seeing that on the day of Cangxuan's wedding, the man in blue shirt suddenly appeared and caused blood to splash in the hall, they were already on guard.

However, all the magical weapons were taken away when they entered the palace, and now they have to rely on their own spiritual power to prepare to fight for Cangxuan.

Maybe it was carelessness, or maybe it was underestimating the enemy.

Cang Xuan never expected that Mu Zili would be so ignorant and disrupt his happy event.

The hand around Xi Meng's waist suddenly tightened, the smile in his eyes condensed, his body stiffened, and his murderous intention was already present.

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