Three days later, auspicious colors fell from the peaks, and drums and music rejoiced; white feathers covered the body, and the skin was fragrant. He was dressed in a snow-colored robe, spotless, with a handsome face, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, showing his free and easy style.
Behind him, a dozen demon cultivators who looked like maids, carrying incense baskets and scattering flower petals, gathered around a precious chariot pulled by a strange beast, making them dazzling.
Nianwei's wedding was so grand that it shocked the whole forest.
The big demon in the forest was vaguely worried. The marriage of two demon cultivators with cultivation levels above fifth level would be enough to dominate the Baimang Forest.
Nianwei had no reluctance in her heart, but she could only put on her dress at the table and step into the jeweled carriage.
Before leaving, Nianwei handed over a piece of ancient jade she was wearing to Peng Jiao, hoping that he could conquer the great road and gain freedom in the future.
When Nianwei got married, Pengjiao was heartbroken and had no intention of practicing. He often sat alone by the green lake in the middle of the forest, and still remembered the scene of the two of them practicing here.
You don’t know where the love comes from, but you are deeply attracted to it, searching for it to no avail, lingering on it, not thinking about it, and never forgetting it.
After half a year of being in a hazy state, it was another dusk when I saw Nianwei again.
The cliffs are towering, the golden light of the setting sun is dazzling, and the mountain wind is roaring, scratching on the face, leaving bursts of stinging pain.
After not seeing her for half a year, Nianwei looked haggard, her expression was sluggish, and she had almost lost weight. It seemed that she could be blown down by the wind at any time, and even her cultivation level was not advancing but retreating.
Pengjiao was surprised and asked: "Wei...Master, what's wrong with you?"
Nianwei remained silent until she saw the ancient jade on Pengjiao's chest, feeling sad and bursting into tears.
"Weier, so you are here!" Bai Yu came up through the air, his whole body was filled with light, his cultivation was much better than half a year ago, but the smile at the corner of his mouth looked extremely cold.
Hearing that Bai Yu was coming, Nian Wei hurriedly wiped away her tears and squeezed out a smile: "It's okay, it's okay."
Bai Yu came closer, took Nian Wei into his arms, and said in a gentle but undisobedient tone: "Since I have met your father, come back with me!"
Nianwei nodded lightly, but her body was trembling slightly.
"Stop!" Pengjiao's face was gloomy, and a wave of power continued to rise, pouring over like a tide: "What did you do to her?"
"Oh?" Bai Yu pushed Nianwei away, turned to face Peng Jiao, and stood with his hands behind his back. The path was a foot away in front of him, like a rock, and passed by: "She is my wife, do I have to report to you?
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Peng Jiao learned that Bai Yu had only the same level of cultivation as him before, but in just six months he had far surpassed him, which was really reasonable.
His eyes darkened, and Bai Yu's spiritual energy surged around his body, and a vast sea of Tao consciousness swept past him. As if he had been severely injured, Peng Jiao suddenly slumped to the ground, with a painful expression.
"Canopy Jiao!" Nian Wei exclaimed, tears blurring in her eyes.
Bai Yu's face was gloomy, and after sneering, he suddenly sent a message to Nianwei and said: "Don't think that I don't know, you have been thinking about him in your heart! But unfortunately, you two are destined to be destined to have no separation in this life. You know what to do, you must do it."
Watch out for your father’s life!”
Nianwei's expression was stagnant. She looked at the canopy dragon lying on the ground and her heart was as sharp as a knife.
Peng Jiao clenched his fists and his teeth were almost broken. He was now far different from Bai Yu in cultivation and had almost no chance of winning, but he would never back down for Nian Wei.
At this moment, Nianwei suddenly stepped forward and hit Peng Jiao on the shoulder with a palm, then the whole person flew out and hit the mountain wall.
"You don't need to worry about my affairs! Don't think that I saved you and brought you back because I thought highly of you. I just regarded you as a follower dog! Get out of here!"
Nianwei's voice was hoarse. Every time she spoke a word, her heart was broken into pieces. It wasn't until Bai Yu hugged her and left with a smile that her heart was completely broken.
"How can you be free and happy when you are in a cage? All thoughts are gone, but love cannot be thrown away!"
By the Qingming Lake, the Pengjiao was sitting on the stone. At this moment, he only had boundless hatred in his heart. He hated those big demons who decided their fate at will, hated Bai Yu for taking Nian Wei away, and even hated Nian Wei for deceiving him!
"I want to become strong enough to kill them all!"
"Jie Jie Jie," suddenly a burst of ghostly laughter broke the silence of the night: "I can help you with whatever you want!"
The canopy dragon looked for its reputation and went out. The demonic energy lingered on the lake, and a phantom gradually appeared.
"Demons!"
"Jiejiejie, be my slave, and I will give you everything you want and help you kill everyone, Jiejiejie..."
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Another half year passed by in a blink of an eye. He covered his body with a green robe and covered his body with a dragon. He stepped on the void and arrived at the mountain where Nianwei's father lived. At this moment, he was no longer afraid of anyone.
In the cave, Nian Wei's father had already passed away. He was so obsessed with the road that he did not hesitate to sacrifice his daughter in exchange for a chance to break through. Unexpectedly, he was plotted by Bai Zhuo, and when he broke through, the divine object was fake, and he was seriously injured and died.
Peng Jiao's face was expressionless, and a ray of demonic ghost suddenly appeared in his body, and he was very excited: "The blood and energy body of the fifth-level demon is really a good thing!"
As he spoke, the demonic energy penetrated into his body and almost instantly sucked all the flesh and blood from his body, leaving only a mummy.
The demonic energy was satisfied and floated back to Peng Jiao.
Peng Jiao said: "There is also the corpse of a sixth-level demon. Let the master enjoy it later!"
Mo Qi laughed loudly: "Okay, this will pass."
The great demon Bai Zhuo lives thousands of miles away from the Baimang Forest, among the jade peaks of the mountains.
In the Demon Mansion, Bai Yu and Nianwei met each other honestly, and the yin and yang merged to form the image of heaven and earth covering heaven and earth.
Nianwei's breath was weak, her face was haggard, and her spiritual power was like a receding tide, flowing into Bai Yu's body from the joint.
Bai Yu had to double cultivate the secret method, collect yin and replenish yang, and ingest Nianwei as a furnace, so his cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds.
Nianwei could have resisted and fled, but her father was plotting against Bai Zhuo and her life was in danger. In order to ask Bai Zhuo to save her father, she chose to sacrifice herself.
Bai Yu kept swinging his waist and smiled evilly. Today is the last time that Nianwei's cauldron will be used. After today, it will be discarded and it will no longer be of use. After Nianwei's spiritual power has been exhausted, only one person is left to die.
At this moment, Bai Yu had a thought in his mind, and an inexplicable sense of panic filled his heart, making him unable to move. He didn't know what went wrong.
In an instant, Peng Jiao appeared behind Bai Yu silently with an expressionless face, grabbed Bai Yu's neck with one hand and lifted him off the bed.
"It is not a pity for you to die!"
A claw penetrated Bai Yu's chest and captured a bright red beating heart in his hand.
That wisp of demonic ghost reappeared and ate Bai Yu's heart clean.
"The fresh demon heart is so delicious! Jie Jie Jie..."
Peng Jiao dropped Bai Yu's body, looked back at Nian Wei with a gloomy smile, turned and left, looking for the culprit, the sixth-order demon Bai Zhuo.
That wisp of demonic energy did not waste any blood and essence, but also sucked up Bai Yu's body, and then a humanoid shadow appeared again, looking at Nianwei.
"You are being used as a furnace for training, and your oil has run out, and your life will not last long. You might as well help me one last time!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the demonic ghost made a move with his big hand, pulling out a ray of light from Nianwei's sea of consciousness, and then it turned into a demonic ghost and floated out.
Peng Jiao carried a blood feud and killed everyone in all directions, slaughtering the entire mountain range. Many innocent demon cultivators were also implicated and were not spared.
"Jiejiejie, so much demon cultivator energy and blood, so delicious! Jiejiejiejiejie..."
The Pengjiao killed all the demon cultivators here and fell to the ground in an instant as if he had lost all strength, his expression was in a trance, as if he was lost.
Before the demonic ghost could finish sucking the blood of the demonic corpse, he came to look for Nianwei again.
At this moment, Nianwei's body was cold and breathless, and she had obviously passed away.
Tears fell, and the canopy dragon picked up Nian Wei's body and walked back to the forest: "Master... Wei - Wei'er, let's go home!"
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By the Qingming Lake, Pengjiao put Nianwei into the green skirt she usually wore, washed and dressed her up, and let her rest on his lap, as if she was sleeping soundly.
"Weier, why did you lie to me? Since you only treat me as a follower, why did you give me this piece of jade?"
"Weier, I have broken through to the sixth level, are you happy?"
"Weier, I have killed everyone who harmed you, please open your eyes and look!"
"Weier..."
"Jie Jie Jie," the demonic ghost in the lake reappeared, dragging a transparent ball in his hand: "Look at what this is?"
The canopy dragon looked around and saw a translucent figure in the ball, exactly like Nian Wei!
"This - this is..."
"This is her soul!" The demon ghost smiled ghostly: "There is a secret method in my demon clan that can make the dead alive, flesh and bones! As long as I can regain my strength, I can help you resurrect her!"
Hearing this, Peng Jiao seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw: "Master, I will agree to whatever you want me to do, as long as you can help me save Wei'er, even if it costs my life, I will not hesitate!
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"Jie, Jie, Jie, a person who is deeply in love, as long as you follow my instructions and help me regain my strength, I will naturally resurrect her. You have to keep this body well, I can teach you a way to bring her back to life."
Her physical body was sacrificed and turned into a Taoist weapon. In this way, you can still be with her all the time! Jie Jie Jie..."