【Monster Clan Chapter (1)】

"Actually...I don't want to marry..."

A graceful woman sitting quietly on the bed seemed to whisper to herself. The sound was extremely low; however, even though it was as faint as a mosquito buzzing, he still heard it.

The hand holding the incense shook slightly uncontrollably, and the incense body almost fell.

He tried his best to steady his body, held his breath and concentrated not to think about all the trivial matters, and moved his eyes elsewhere with a nonchalant expression.

"But what can be done? Everyone has his own destiny and things he has to do." The woman's tone was gentle but with a hint of resentment, like the breeze under the drizzle, soft and misty. "Master.

My mother wanted to win over them, so I came." The woman laughed and laughed at herself, "But this is what it should be, since ancient times, how many aristocratic families have entered into marriages for the sake of good relations between the two families?"

The man's sword eyebrows had been twisted into two knots, and there was an uneasy restlessness in his steady breathing. However, his hand still held Mi Xiang firmly, so firmly that he almost pinched the incense body.

Did she discover herself? Or didn't she?

If she found herself, then what did she want to express to herself in a subtle way? If she didn't find it, then was she very sad and aggrieved at the moment?

Suddenly, the feeling of heartache was mixed with a scorching fire; he wiped the water stains on his face with his other hand, and then realized that before he knew it, the rain stopped.

He turned his attention to the location of the main building not far away, so that he could no longer hear the woman's muttering clearly.

I don't know how long it took, but when his fingertips felt hot, he hurriedly turned around. The incense had long been burnt down to only a small tail. He threw the incense aside and then lay down.

The black eyes rested on the small hole and looked into the room; the scorching red dress was already lying on the bed, like a butterfly melting into the gorgeous red flowers.

The man seemed to be relieved and wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead with his sleeve. Then, he turned around and jumped towards the main room, which was still brightly lit.

————Reading demarcation————

The emotionless congratulations in the hall were conveyed mechanically and numbly, but this did not affect the groom's interest.

While holding a cup, he went from table to door praising his great achievements, and at the same time he kept asking the waiter to fill up his drink.

"Tell me, am I a great hero of the Rao family?! I dare to do things that my ancestors did not dare to do!" The rosy-cheeked groom shouted excitedly to a group of people.

"Yes, yes, yes... a great hero, a great hero." Everyone smiled and agreed.

"They have always looked down on me! They think our family is disgraceful and just an inconspicuous side branch!" The groom waved his hand and took a sip of wine with a smile on his face. His steps were a little frivolous. "Today, I will let them see! Who is it that spared me?"

The family will prosper!"

"Yes, yes, Rao Tianjun is absolutely right. You are unprecedented and unprecedented!"

"Hahahaha...you! You have a vision!" The groom slapped the person who praised him hard and said incoherently: "When I become rich in the future, if you have my meat to eat, you will have your soup to drink!"

, his legs no longer obeyed his orders and he stepped forward, feeling dizzy and not knowing where he was going.

The expression on the face of the person who was just pushing cups and changing cups turned cold.

"Look at how proud he is!" A man put down his wine glass and glanced at the people who were showing off at other tables. "He thought he had received some huge benefit."

"Isn't it a big enough benefit to be pre-confessed as the 'Right Envoy' by the current Lord of the Demon Realm?" The man who had been sitting on his seat without getting up sighed, "I don't know what measurement he used.

The jewel in the Lord's eye has been abducted. With both power and beauty, it is natural to be happy."

"Haha, anyone with eyes knows that this is probably another idea of ​​the Lord suppressing Zuo Quan.

What kind of trick is this?" Another person looked at the proud groom in the distance and said, "It's obvious that he can't get the 'Nine-Headed Golden Wing Talisman', so he just wants to find a way to attack these guardians. Looking at it this way, Rao

The descendants of our family have already been reduced to this generation."

"That's not necessarily true. One of his branches cannot represent the entire Rao family."

…

One of the people at the same table saw that the conversation between several people was becoming more and more clear, and he quickly raised his wine and clinked glasses to interrupt the deepening of the topic. "Whether the demon clan is good or bad, what does it have to do with us who is in power today? As long as the brothers live freely,

Don’t say anything unnecessary.”

The person who was still planning to express his emotion seemed to have realized the inappropriateness of his words, and immediately shut up angrily. He toasted with the others and drank, and continued to sit down and eat the food.

Inside the house, the sounds of congratulations intertwined into a noisy and noisy music.

Just as the groom walked towards the last table of people sitting in front of the window, intending to show off his achievements in a high-profile manner, a bright aerial thunder illuminated the blurry scenery outside the window. And he, from the closed window,

I saw a black, motionless afterimage on the window.

The sudden appearance of a long shadow startled him, and he hurriedly stabilized his swaying body and focused his attention. However, when the second thunder struck again, the long shadow disappeared again.

The groom rubbed his eyes, shook his head three times, looked again, and then laughed suddenly - maybe he was drunk and dazzled. He walked forward again with a full smile, but this time, his feet were not up yet.

Before he could take two steps, all the lights in the room were extinguished.

Everyone who was talking, laughing, eating and drinking was shocked when they encountered this sudden change. They raised their heads and looked around in the pitch-black space, as if they wanted to see something clearly. However, in addition to the whispers of inquiries,

, no one shouted out in a fuss; maybe the people here have really seen the world, or maybe everyone had expected such a bizarre thing to happen.

"Lamp slave! Where is the lamp slave! Why don't you light the lamp for me!" The groom, who subconsciously sensed something was wrong, quickly called the lamp slave, but at this moment his wine bug had already caught up with him, so where is the so-called "alertness"? It's just...

A thoughtful thought in a trance was swallowed up by the drunkenness in an instant, and then began to shake in chaos.

The lamp slave came and hurriedly relit all the lights in the room.

The moment the house was lit up, everyone gasped. On a column supporting the beams in the center of the main house, there was a line of large, scrawled words "Leave if you are not a member of the Rao family" carved in large and neat letters.

"Who carved it?"

"I do not know!"

The people present looked at each other in confusion, the lights were turned off and words were left, but they did not hear the slightest sound of a sharp instrument scratching wood.

"Who!" In the midst of whispers, the groom slammed his cup, emboldening himself with a sound that echoed throughout the world. At this time, the wine had already sobered up by five or six minutes. He looked around and shouted: "Here

I get out of here!"

But the people around him were not as restless as the owner of this house. They just stared at the words on the pillars with frowns, as if they were thinking about some issue that had been left through the ages.

"I just don't think this wedding wine is that delicious." A rather old man said while stroking his long beard and squinting his eyes.

"Then... Master, let's... go?" The white-faced boy beside the old man whispered softly.

Obviously, there are many people who have this idea. No one wants to get involved and cause trouble between the two major powers of the demon clan.

The groom, who was still looking around angrily, saw the guests running away from the main house one after another, and he became very angry. He pointed at people and cursed. When he saw that no one was left in the house,

After a few seconds, the furious expressions began to turn into amiable ones, and the people who were trying to stop them and turned away began to assure others that they would never forget their benefits if they became prosperous in the future; as long as they were willing to stay, they would be their life-savers.

Benefactor, friend in need!

"Rao Tianjun, we are just insignificant common people.

It’s different. Whether it’s the leftist envoy or the Lord, we can’t afford to offend you. Let’s take our leave.”

"I remembered that I still have something to do at home, brother Rao. Let's take one step first, one step first!"

"Well, Rao Tianjun, I just remembered that my mother-in-law is about to give birth and she is still waiting for me at home..."

"Oh, I just remembered that the fire under the kang at home is still burning. I don't know if the kang has been burned through. I have to go back and take a look!"

"Rao Tianjun, I'm not very good at it. I won't hold you back anymore. You... take care of yourself."

…

After everyone fled with various excuses, Rao Tian spit on the ground viciously and then called a slave to call the nursing home.

What is he afraid of? He is afraid of nothing! The saying "the greater the risk, the greater the gain" is his lifelong belief. He is not a fool, of course he will be ready to offend the left power envoy by clinging to the demon clan leader; it's just that

He didn't expect that this marriage was held in such a low-key manner, why did the news flow into the ears of the leftist envoy so quickly? However, after thinking about it for a while, he got the answer: it must be a few of his gang of friends.

Those who curry favor with leftist power officials have stabbed themselves.

"The people are gone."

Rao Tian was just thinking to himself when a ghostly person stood at the door and made a sound that was not warm at all.

"Who?!" Rao Tian couldn't help but take a few steps back; the word "not afraid" was just to embolden himself, but his legs and feet still couldn't stop shaking when things happened.

The man strode forward in a cloak and a moonlight, reflecting the flickering firelight, giving people a deep and cold feeling. Most of his face was buried in the shadows and could not be seen clearly; and there was an inexplicable depression emanating from his whole body.

The smell is very uncomfortable.

"Who am I?" The man with his lowered head chuckled, as if mocking himself, "I don't know either."

"Wufeng? Wufeng sent you here?!" Rao Tian's hand fumbled around his waist, and then he remembered that he had never brought his sword over.

"Wufeng? You mean the 'Zuo Quan Envoy'?" The man raised his head slightly and stepped out of the shadows.

Rao Tian couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the man's face clearly, and instantly forgot about his dangerous situation.

"This person has been burned by the soul shadow?! This person has been burned by the soul shadow and can still be alive?!"

In a panic and surprise, Rao Tian began to try hard to recall all the information about the Zuo Quanshi that the Lord had handed over to him; however, after turning over and over, there was no record of this person; and he was convinced that his memory would be correct.

Moreover, this man has such a large dark red mark of red mist on his right face. Even if his memory is extremely poor, there is no way he will not have the slightest impression of this kind of person with obvious marks. Then...could it be the Lord?

Is there an oversight there?

The person in front of him stared at his face unblinkingly. The man lowered his head again as if he was uncomfortable, and whether intentionally or unintentionally, he moved the left side of his body slightly outward, and the right side of his body.

He retreated slightly.

"Perhaps, he should be my mortal enemy." He stared at his shaking shadow and said an astonishing sentence lightly.

Rao Tian, ​​who was already a good drinker, was already seventy-eight percent drunk at this moment. He knew that his ears had not gone astray just now. He frowned and looked at the tall man in black, and he began to feel confused.

If this person is not from Zuo Quanzhi, then he is from the Lord? Then which part of the song did he use to drive people away? Could it be that the Lord has some secret decree to declare? However, when he asked if the person who came was Huo Quanlian's

Behind the scenes, the man still shook his head frankly.

Rao Tian was completely stunned but his arrogance also grew a bit: "You are not from the Lord, nor from Zuoquan...Then what are you doing here? Are you here specifically to cause trouble?!"

However, before his arrogance reached his head, he was dampened down by a cold and low-pitched reply from the other party.
Chapter completed!