Unrivaled Miracle Doctor and the God-Defying Demonic Consort

"This is your childish idea. What parents are looking forward to is the day when their children get married. The bigger the scene, the more the woman to be married is favored by her husband. "Sang Lanruo corrected Mu Qingge's desire to be lazy.

"A major event in life will only happen once in a lifetime. Of course, it is not sloppy." Mu Liancheng also said.

Mu Xiong and King Sang Shun nodded again and again.

Mu Qingge had no choice but to compromise.

In Jiuzhong Heaven, Mu Qingge's wedding is making the final preparations. In the Demon Realm, Si Mo was also waiting nervously.

Shanhai Palace has been given a brand new look, waiting for its mistress to move in, up and down the magic palace, up and down the magic domain, follow the king's will, carnival for a year!

Mu Qingge and Si Mo had already negotiated, and after they got married, Jiuzhongtian and Shanhai Palace would live together for half a year.

"My lord, it's still early, your dress is too early."

Looking at Si Mo in the red robe, Guya couldn't help but remind. There are still four or five hours left until the time of departure to Jiuzhong. Does my master plan to stand and wait like this?

"So peace of mind." Si Mo gave his answer.

Peace of mind, yes.

Since setting the wedding time, he was full of anxiety. That feeling is like the more beautiful and full of expectations, the more fearful there will be changes, and the more worried that it will not be implemented in the end.

He has never experienced the feeling of anxiety for tens of thousands of years, but during this time, he has experienced the essence.

Si Mo's reply left Guya speechless.

Not only were their masters waiting for the auspicious time to arrive, the members of the Demon Race who were going to the Nine Heavens, but also the demon guards carrying the betrothal gifts, all waited silently outside the Zichen Hall.

These people are symbolically tied with red belts on their waists, which look very festive.

Si Mo was standing in the main hall of Zichen Hall, looking at the team outside the hall, counting the time passing by in his heart. At this time, there was the sound of footsteps, which attracted Guya's attention.

He turned his eyes and saw that he was left behind in the ancient palace of the Great Desolation and could not go to the Jiuzhongtian halberd and walked in.

Gu Ya thought for a while, then stepped back, only Si Mo and the halberd were left in the hall.

"The king." The halberd symbol walked behind Si Mo and said.

Si Mo did not turn around, nor did he speak.

The halberd talisman continued: "The king, the halberd talisman can't go to the nine heavens with the king. You can only congratulate the king and the princess here first."

Si Mo slowly turned around, looked at him and said, "You can stay at the devil's domain, so I can rest assured."

"King, please rest assured, the halberd will never let the demon domain make any mistakes." the halberd promised.

"Well, over there by the Menglan River, you have to watch more." Si Mo reminded.

The halberd talisman's eyes flashed, and he nodded with a pursed lips.

He is the great feudal lord who followed Si Mo to fight all the way, is Si Mo's confidant, how can he not understand his lord's worries? His king was worried that the foreigners would take the opportunity to make trouble. Therefore, he must stabilize the Demon Realm, guard against foreign invasions, and let the king complete the wedding with peace of mind!

"The king..." After a while, the halberd talisman hesitated and made up his mind to speak. "You have taken the Supreme Pill King, you have seen the divine strategy, and you have entered the highest level of Daoguang, don't these record the secrets of entering the Shizun realm?"

The halberd was very puzzled, and some were unwilling for Si Mo.

His king is already unmatched in the Continent of Gods and Demons, and the goal is naturally that step in the legend. Is it really necessary to stop here?

Si Mo smiled faintly, his eyes were calm, and he looked at the halberd and said: "Before, I couldn't. Now, I don't want to."

Halberd looked at him in shock, dumbfounded.

The meaning of this sentence is not difficult to understand!

And Gu Ya, who was waiting outside, also heard Si Mo's words. He also understood this, so he frowned.

In the hall, there was a long silence.

After a long while, Ji Fu said: "Subordinates understand." Then, he saluted Si Mo and bowed back.

...

Nine Heavens.

Tonight’s nine-layer sky is exceptionally brightly lit.

Those lights are as bright or dark as the stars in the sky.

From the sub-city attached to the Nine Heavens, from a distance, it has long been unclear where the real starry sky is.

On the nine-layer sky, it is as bright as day, everyone is busy, but there is joy and expectation on their faces.

Although busy, everyone is still performing their duties, without a trace of slack or confusion.

In the Palace of Gods, it has long been adorned with red.

It was originally a wedding that was so concise and exhausted. After the insistence of Mu Qingge's family members, it finally gained some scale and posture.

Otherwise, if the whole wedding is over according to her own thinking, I am afraid that it will fall into the eyes of others, and only two words remain-shabby!

In the Palace of Gods, the maids in the direction of Youhe, Huayue, Xuanya, and Xuanya, coming in and out, holding everything for the wedding.

In the depths of the palace, Chu Nian and Mu Xuewu accompanied Mu Qingge to arrange her wedding clothes.

Sang Lanruo combed her hair personally.

"In my life, I can be called happy, but not happy. I found the love of my life, but I am ashamed of my child. According to the custom, I shouldn't comb your hair for you. But, you have a temper, let I'll comb it." Sang Lanruo said with a complicated tone, holding the comb in his hand, gently swiping on Mu Qingge's ink-like hair.

She should find the most blessed old woman to comb her child's hair.

Mu Qingge sat in front of the dressing table, looked at the mirror in front of him, saw the entanglement in his mother’s eyes, and smiled without mind: “I don’t believe this. Qingge will be very happy."

The Mu Qingge she was talking about was the original owner who had long since passed away, and she was also herself.

However, Sang Lanruo would never understand the meaning of this.

"You child." Sang Lanruo shook her head helplessly, her heart warmed by her daughter's words, no longer tangled, and she combed her hair wholeheartedly.

Even if it was married, Mu Qingge still did not choose which cumbersome and cumbersome wedding dress.

Her wedding gown continues her usual style, simple, generous, unrestrained, and wanton. Of course, this seemingly simple wedding dress, the materials used are really not simple!

It can be said that Mu Qingge's wedding dress is the only one in heaven and on earth.

The thread that is woven into the wedding dress is the phoenix feathers collected from the phoenix forest by Chu Nian, and the fabric is woven from silk spit out by Xingyue Silkworm. This Xingyue silkworm, but a great treasure, absorbs the essence of Xingyue to give birth to silk, and only spit out one or two every thousand years.

The decorations on the wedding gown are all precious refining materials collected by the Sang people for tens of thousands of years. After repeated beatings, they form a spirit, which is refined by Mu Xuewu and incorporated into the wedding gown.

Mu Qingge had already finished her hair bun, embellished it with the headdress made by King Sang Shun, and walked to the wedding dress.

Looking at the wedding gown on the shelf, Mu Qingge felt an inexplicable feeling.

marry?

She hadn't thought about it in her last life. In this life, I never thought about it.

But now, she still puts on a wedding dress for her beloved man...