"We've arrived at the mansion."

Under the gaze of everyone, Zhao Cuo walked up to the sedan chair where the bride was riding with a smile on his face, gently lifted the curtain, whispered something to his fiancée who was about to come to the church to get married, and at the same time passed his hand forward.

"Um……"

It was an understatement, but it seemed to have some mysterious color, making people unconsciously indulge in it. It was as clear as the autumn water flowing in the mountain stream, and it was like the voice of a woman singing softly in an oriole that came to his ears.

'Why does her voice sound so nice? Is she actually a nightingale? Wouldn't it be a good idea to lock this witch in a cage and listen to her sing every day?'

This bad idea flashed through Zhao Cuo's mind subconsciously.

Nightingale - the bird with the most beautiful song.

What brought him back to his senses were the slender white hands that he had held once, and the increasingly heated discussions around him.

"careful."

Zhao Cuo whispered without changing his expression, and helped Xia Bailuan out of the sedan chair. The next moment, the original noise suddenly disappeared, and the whole world became quiet, followed by exclamations one after another!

Listening to the compliments rang out from around him, Zhao Cuo stared at the witch dressed in red who was standing in front of him for a few more times, sighing secretly in his heart.

This face hasn't even been revealed yet, but just standing here with that cold and independent temperament is enough to make people look at her.

'Actually, he's a vixen, right?'

Zhao Cuo had this idea in his mind again.

"Sir, young madam, please."

The maid who had been waiting for a long time came forward, holding a large red satin in her hand, and tied both ends to their wrists.

Zhao Cuo just wanted to end the wedding quickly, raised his head and smiled at the guests, and then walked towards the brightly lit Duke's Mansion.

Xia Bailuan also cooperated specially, holding the red ribbon with him and walking side by side with light steps. He scattered grains, stepped across the brazier, and crossed the saddle.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

The wedding, which was too classical for Zhao Cuo, was carried out in an orderly manner. All the way to the grand main hall of the Duke's Mansion, his parents in this life were already sitting at the main seat, both of them looking happy.

Sitting with them was a middle-aged man with a kind face. Zhao Cuo found information about him in his memory. He was the uncle of the Xia family.

Following the singing of the emcee, Zhao Cuo, a little tired, worshiped the heaven and earth with the demon girl, and then worshiped the high hall.

"Couple greetings!"

Zhao Cuo turned around consciously and set his sights on Xia Bailuan, who was also facing him. Although he couldn't see her face through the red hijab, he could feel that the witch was not in a good mood through her increasingly deserted temperament.

.

'Are you still impatient?'

He muttered something in his mind, bent forward to salute, and accidentally bumped his head against Xia Bailuan. Of course, it was only a slight touch, and few people present noticed.

‘When I finish the work, the Zhao family will all be beheaded by that woman, right? This will prevent me from getting my hands dirty.’

Under the wedding veil, there was no emotion on Boluan Banxia's cold and beautiful face, and her beautiful eyes, which were as blue as the sky, were frighteningly cold.

"Please let the two newlyweds have their hair tied!"

The master of ceremonies shouted again, and immediately a maid came forward with scissors and a brocade bag. Boluan Banxia's face was expressionless.

Of course, Zhao Cuo didn't know what kind of grace there was under the red hijab. He couldn't wait to tie Xia Yaonv up with chains and torture her. He picked up the scissors and cut off a few strands of black hair.

Boluan Banxia remained indifferent and followed Zhao Cuo's example in cutting off half of her black hair. Up to this point, she could still keep her expression calm. Unfortunately, the red hijab could not block her gaze. When she saw the maid pulling their hair

When they were tied together and put into the red brocade bag solemnly, the corners of her eyes twitched again.

"Send it to the bridal chamber!"

The last singing made Zhao Cuo tremble, his eyes suddenly became solemn, and his body became a little stiff.

'Going into heat immediately?'

Boluan Banxia could naturally notice the physical changes of the boy next to him, and a trace of contempt flashed in Lan Yangyang's eyes. The heirs of this generation of the Zhao family were so weak that she couldn't even get up, and Zhao Cuo's Taoist skills were only so good.

Is it the first level?

Not to mention a weakling in Qi training, if it weren't for the Dayu Sheji artifact hanging above her head in this capital city, she could kill even the contemporary Duke of Zheng, Zhao Gan, who is at the sixth level of martial arts, with one finger.

She, His Highness Boluan Banxia, ​​is the new great sage of the demon clan!

'Before entering the Demon Locking City, you still have to act patiently. Even if you have the means to escape unscathed, it's not time to make a big fuss. If you attract the fire-raisers from the human race, especially the one in the palace and the Yutianjian

Old Niubi, years of planning have come to nothing.'

Boluan Banxia took a deep breath, and her eyes soon became as calm as a silent ancient well. She followed Zhao Cuo to the wedding room side by side. As the applause gradually became inaudible, she knew it was about to end.

…

'Finally it's about to begin.'

Zhao Cuo thought silently in his mind, and walked into the wedding room illuminated by red candles with his newlywed wife, who was still connected to him with a red ribbon, and the maid who followed behind him also walked in.

"Please let the young master and madam perform the ceremony of union."

The soft-looking maid helped Xia Bailuan to sit down at the round table covered with red cushions in the room. Zhao Cuo sat opposite her with breathless concentration. Without professional training, it was difficult for him to act as if nothing had happened.

He could hardly control the tension in his heart now. In order not to look strange, he deliberately stared at the enchantress's delicate white hands, showing an expression of fascination. In fact, this was his true character.

Zhao Cuo could not imagine how disgusted the bride in front of him looked at him at this moment. Boluan Banxia was a little fed up. If the door of the wedding room was not still open, many maids were waiting outside with their heads down.

One look from her had already made this obscene creature fall to the ground and twitch.

"It's time for the young master to lift the hijab for the bride."

Zhao Cuo looked at the jade Ruyi placed on the red plate that a maid lowered her head and brought up. He knew that this was also something special and was taken from the word "wishful thinking".

'The appearance of this witch is definitely fake, right? Maybe her original appearance is that of an ugly monster? It must be...'

Zhao Cuo thought this in his mind, warned himself not to waver later, and then picked up Yu Ruyi.

Gently probe into the Xipa room.

provoke.

"Rustling~"

The thin sound of the red hijab falling off reached Zhao Cuo's ears, but he could no longer hear it. His eyes widened as he stared at that beautiful face that was as smokey as a dream, with skin so fair that it seemed transparent and illusive, making people doubt whether it really existed.

'The real person is much prettier than the portrait...'

This idea came to his mind subconsciously. Because he had never met Miss Xia Bailuan a few times in his previous life, the few pictures in his mind were not enough for him to resist this charm. To put it bluntly, Mr. Zhao

Just now I really had the idea of ​​"I don't want to do it anymore".

When you first look at her cold and fair face, you will feel as if you are looking at something fragile, so ethereal and dreamy that it is unreal.

Thin and curved willow-leaf eyebrows, pupils as dark as grapes, exuding lightness and calmness, rouged red lips with moist highlights, lips so thin that they are so beautiful that even with a hint of meanness and coldness, they look...
Chapter completed!