The first thousand and forty-two chapters are full of friends
As soon as Feng Feiyun reached the gate, his eyes met with the Lord of the Holy Court of the Sixth Central Dynasty, and his footsteps suddenly stopped there.
"Cang Yue." Feng Feiyun had a somewhat complicated look on his face, and he was a little surprised, but the spiritual sense in his heart had already told him the identity of the leader of the Sixth Central Dynasty, so what he showed was a complicated look. look.
Long Cangyue was tall, with her hands behind her back, and was wearing a golden robe. She was full of nobility, with a bit of a smile in her eyes, and said: "Congratulations, congratulations, Brother Feng actually married a saint from the Water Moon Heaven Realm. Girl, this will make all the men in the world envious to death."
Her manners are elegant and possess an aura of majesty, an aura that can only be cultivated after being the master of others for a long time.
Feng Feiyun stood upright, staring at her closely, and with a smile on his face, he said: "Master Zhu has many things to do, and he also came to attend Feng's wedding in person. Feng is really flattered. I don't know Master Zhu." Could you please take a moment to speak?"
Long Cangyue raised her hand and said with a smile: "Please."
Mao Wugui looked back at the two retreating figures, his eyes a little complicated, and sighed, "The world is unpredictable, what an injustice."
Feng Feiyun and Long Cangyue walked side by side, silently all the way, and walked into a palace. Squeak, the door of the palace closed automatically, and they were the only two people left inside.
The light dimmed and it was quiet for a long time.
Feng Feiyun spoke first and said: "Long time no see, you have actually become the master of the Holy Court, managing the human race, which is extremely precious. The fate of life is really unpredictable. Can you tell me about your experiences in these years?"
"It's indescribably expensive. How can it be compared to you, the supreme king of the new generation of human race?"
Long Cangyue paused slightly, and then told Feng Feiyun everything that had happened to him over the years, without hiding anything, and also mentioned Lord Shentian.
"Master Shen Tian is dead," Feng Feiyun said.
Long Cangyue said: "He died just a year ago. He wanted to come to the Holy Court to dominate the palace to kill me, but he didn't expect that he would break into the trap set up by me and the Guardian God of War. The great trouble of the Sixth Central Dynasty is now also Dead."
"Then I'll be relieved. If he hadn't died, I would have killed him," Feng Feiyun said.
The former Shentian Lord was the supreme overlord of the Sixth Central King. He used the emperor to control the princes. He had the cultivation level of the eighth level peak, which made Feng Feiyun just beyond his reach. But now Feng Feiyun wants to kill him. , is not a difficult task.
Long Cangyue smiled and said: "Today is your happy day, but you are staying here alone with another woman. You are not afraid of causing gossip."
"Not afraid."
Feng Feiyun smiled and shook his head, then said: "You have changed."
"Has it changed?" Long Cangyue asked.
Feng Feiyun nodded and said: "If it were before, you would never be so indifferent, let alone smile as calmly as you do now."
"Before... maybe I was still too young, or maybe you are not as important in my heart as you think... you... what are you doing."
Feng Feiyun hugged her directly, pressed his palms between her hair, and kissed her deeply on the lips. Long Cangyue was still struggling at first, but in the end she indulged her heartlessly, as if she was venting her anger. The suppressed emotions in my heart.
If today hadn't been Feng Feiyun's wedding day, maybe they would have been lying on the bed by now.
A little farewell is better than a newlywed.
After a long time.
Lip parting.
Long Cangyue wiped her lips gently with her sleeves and stared at Feng Feiyun with some resentment. She couldn't help but think of the past and said: "People always have to grow up, and some things must be learned to hide in their hearts."
"So, you have really changed a lot." Feng Feiyun seemed to be fine, feeling the fragrance remaining in his mouth.
Long Cangyue said: "Stop saying these annoying words. I heard that the bride is as beautiful as a fairy. You have really made a lot of money this time."
"She is indeed beautiful and a very good woman. To be honest, I feel that I am not worthy of her." Feng Feiyun couldn't help but smile and became polite again.
"Bang."
The door of the main hall was shattered with a palm, and light and shadow were projected in, creating a slim projection on the ground.
"Why is it you again?" Feng Feiyun stared at the woman standing in front of the door and felt a headache.
Liu Suzi stared at Long Cangyue with a very unkind look, and said: "You Feng Feiyun, on your wedding day, you are still entangled with other women, I will tell Yiyi right now and expose you 's true face."
"Explain it to her. I will go and discuss with the other masters some matters after the human race becomes the Ancient Saint Clan." Long Cangyue walked to Liu Suzi's side, stopped slightly, and glanced at her. He smiled and said, "You must be the heir to the realm of Ye Hong Realm. Your character is still a little worse and you lack stability."
After saying this, Long Cangyue walked away with a puff of sleeves.
Liu Suzi was so angry that she gnashed her teeth and said, "You dare to say that I have a bad character. Who is that bitch?"
Feng Feiyun smiled and said: "She is the Lord of the Holy Court of the Sixth Central Dynasty. If you become the Lord of the Ye Hong Realm in the future, it is up to her to decide whether you can be knighted or not."
Liu Suzi suddenly lost her temper.
"We are discussing the distribution of benefits after the human race becomes the Ancient Saint Ancestor. This is a racial secret. Don't let it out casually." Feng Feiyun gently patted Liu Suzi's shoulder and inhaled deeply. He took a sip and said with a smile: "It smells so good, it's becoming more and more feminine."
"You are seeking death." Liu Suzi was very angry and pointed his jade finger at Feng Feiyun, but it failed. Feng Feiyun's body had already disappeared into the palace.
By noon, guests from all ethnic groups had arrived, all of them beings of the supreme level. There were even some messengers of the Holy Spirit. Such a grand wedding was extremely rare and had already shocked the world.
The elders of the Di family also came and entered the seats,
Some big figures from the Half-demon Alliance also came, including the half-demon gods from various central dynasties.
The two princesses from the tomb came to congratulate the two saint ancestors, but there was no expression of congratulation on their faces. They were like two little resentful women sitting in the corner, with only the holy fruits teasing them. Play,.
"The messenger from the Ghost City Emperor has arrived."
Mo Yaoyao was wearing a white fox fur and holding a white poodle. She was charming and stunning, attracting the attention of countless people, not only because of her beauty, but also because of her special status.
The messenger of the emperor in the ghost city.
Feng Feiyun wore a bright red dress and went to greet him in person. From a distance, he bowed his hands and said with a smile: "How can Feng Feiyun be so virtuous that he can alarm the old man Zun Huang?"
Mo Yaoyao's skin was whiter than snow. She smiled sweetly, was charming and charming, and said in a sweet voice: "The only son of the Great God Tianwu and the outstanding descendant of Emperor Xuanyuan are married. Such a big event is known to the whole world, and Zun Huangben also wants to come." Let’s have a glass of wedding wine, but he doesn’t like to be seen in public, so I can only send the congratulatory gifts.”
Feng Feiyun smiled and said, "Why didn't I see Miss Mo bringing a gift?"
"I will give myself to you, do you dare to ask for it?" Mo Yaoyao has red lips and white teeth, a jade face and peach cheeks, and a smile that makes many supreme beings in the room feel moved. This is truly stunning and enchanting.
She said such words on the groom's wedding day, which really made many people sweat. Judging from her expression, luckily she was not here to cause trouble.
Feng Feiyun always thought that Mo Yaoyao was the woman who respected the emperor in the ghost market. Naturally, he did not dare to make such a joke, so he did not continue to answer the conversation.
Mo Yaoyao smiled and said: "The emperor's gift is a word. His old man said that if you have trouble, you can go to him and he can help you solve the trouble that you can't solve by yourself."
"This gift is too heavy. Feng Feiyun would like to thank the Emperor for his love." Feng Feiyun naturally understood the meaning of this sentence. It is simply more valuable than thousands of gold and silver.
This is simply telling the world that Guishi Zunhuang will support Feng Feiyun. Those who want to influence Feng Feiyun have to consider whether they can withstand Guishi Zunhuang's holy power before taking action.
The weight of these words was indeed not light, and the big bosses of all races present once again felt the huge energy behind Feng Feiyun. Even the Ghost City Emperor was his backer.
Not long after, the true form of the Holy God Shuiyue descended, and a sacred and mighty power filled the entire Chaos Celestial City with the Ninth Chaos City Lord's Mansion as the center.
At this moment, the hundreds of millions of creatures in the Chaos Celestial City felt that their cultivation levels had improved a lot, and some of them had directly improved to a higher level.
Feng Feiyun's heart was slightly shocked. Shui Yueting's state was so terrifying. "When the holy thought comes out, all living beings become holy. Is this the legendary story of one person becoming a saint and chickens and dogs ascending to heaven?"
With just her power, the cultivation level of all the creatures in the Chaos Celestial City has been improved. This is the meaning of "universal celebration", and only the Holy Spirit can possess such heaven-defying means.
Mo Yaoyao slightly glanced at Shui Yueting above her, her red lips curled up slightly, revealing a smile, and she naturally said to herself, "I have reached the realm of the Infinite True Saint so quickly. It seems that this time The human race’s promotion to the Ancient Saint Ancestor is a sure thing.”
The supreme shock of those demon tribes was even greater. Many people knelt on the ground to worship, kowtowing to Shui Yueting, as if they were kneeling to worship a saint.
To be precise, this is kneeling down to worship the saint.
No matter how high your cultivation level is, even if you are a quasi-sage, you must kneel down and worship the Holy Spirit when you see it. This is a kind of etiquette, just like when you enter a temple and kneel down to worship the gods.
Of course, you can also choose not to kneel, and the Holy Spirit of ordinary people will not be angry because of this, but this will definitely leave a bad influence in the minds of others, who will think that you disrespect the saints and are arrogant.
The bride's elders have all arrived, and everyone is naturally looking forward to the groom's elders. In particular, many people are looking forward to whether the legendary witch god will appear.
Feng Feiyun helped an old man out and said: "This senior has watched Feiyun grow up, and he is enough to be the elder to witness the marriage."
Many people looked disappointed. Compared to the supreme status of Shuiyue Holy God, this old man seemed not qualified to be on an equal footing with her.