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406 His Royal Highness's Wedding + Demon Mother's Extra Story (5000+)

Beiming Liancheng paced over and said with a light smile, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

"Where is this? I can still drink." Nangong Baiye stepped on the soft carpet with bare feet in order to prove himself. After taking two steps, he hugged a beam: "Senior brother, I can still drink .”

Beiming Liancheng: ...

"Look carefully at what you are holding." A certain Highness propped his forehead with his fingers, helplessly.

Nangong Baiye stretched out his hand to touch it, and suddenly realized: "Wrong hug." Then he walked to Beiming Liancheng's arms, raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly.

"Go take a bath." Beiming Liancheng took a soft blanket and wrapped her up.

Nangong Baiye hummed, and walked into the hot spring pool next door with long legs. He didn't know what he was laughing at, and he still had plausible words in his mouth: "Cook yourself, dumplings that can walk."

"Don't move around." Beiming Liancheng also walked in, hugged her from behind, and put his chin on top of her head.

Nangong Baiye was finally quiet, she hooked her lips with a slight smile, and leaned back, a demonic aura leaked from the corners of her eyes, her loose black hair revealed her elegant neck, slender and soft waist, every time she twisted It's all terrible...

Beiming Liancheng gave a low laugh, lowered his body slightly, trapped her in the middle, and slowly tightened his arms...

He lowered his head and kissed the corner of her mouth. The soft lips became more mellow because of the aroma of the wine...

Nangong Baiye looked over the man's shoulder to see the fully transparent bronze mirror behind him.

The surface of the mirror has been covered with a layer of water vapor. She can see Beiming Liancheng rubbing her chest with one hand, turning his face to kiss her, and clasping her whole body in his arms with the other hand. His body was pressed against her tightly, his thin lips that seemed to be smiling but not smiling were bewitching...

Beiming Liancheng likes the drunken appearance of this person in his arms. At this time, she will always be very good. She will listen to whatever he says, just like an obedient pet, allowing him to bully.

It's just that the more obedient you are, the more people want to destroy it.

Beiming Liancheng hooked his thin lips, wrapped his arms around the slender waist, and pressed hard from behind. The tenderness seemed to have found his own master, and he continued to cooperate with his movements. The tightness made people crazy !

The water in the hot spring pool splashed outside and dripped on the marble, making a crisp sound,

He leaned her whole body against the edge of the pool, and looked at those cold and extremely black pupils, which were stained with a faint mist due to his actions, and the amber pupils became extremely deep.

He suddenly exerted strength, and that kind of cruel and predatory expression almost made all the women admire him.

Nangong Baiye wanted him to be lighter, but because of the numbness, he just wanted to get closer to him, closer...

This sweet torture didn't end until dawn, and when he opened his eyes, she was already in his arms.

He brushed her hair, squeezed her palms and ears from time to time, and took great pleasure in raising her as a cat or a dog, not a human being anyway.

She was used to it, so she just leaned in his arms and let him serve her. She didn't find it strange until she was wrapped around her in a long black dress with elaborate workmanship.

It's no wonder that Nangong Baiye would be surprised, how many days have passed, his senior brother has always used the saying "Anyway, you have to take it off if you wear it" as an excuse, and just let her wear a fur casually and nestle in his arms.

What a surprise today.

Probably aware of her doubts, her senior brother picked her up and put her on the carriage, with a half-smile: "Let's find someone to witness."

"Witness what?" Nangong Baiye tugged on his sleeve, and there were so many black pearls on it that made people very happy.

Beiming Liancheng glanced at her casually: "Wedding."

Nangong Baiye: ...

"Respectfully send off Your Highness and Madam." The black-clothed servant seemed to have heard nothing, with his right hand on his left shoulder. After saluting in a very gentlemanly manner, he turned his head to look at the witch who was invited out of the hall last night, and said in an uneven tone: "Wei Miss Si, give up."

"Don't you know, Your Highness? As long as you have me, you can suppress those disobedient demons." The witch frowned unwillingly.

The black-clothed servant gave a low laugh: "Miss Weiss, what are you talking about? Even without you, His Highness can still suppress those disobedient demons. He is Lucifer." Having said that, the black-clothed servant paused. Paused: "By the way, I would like to remind you again, go and see how many people you have ambushed in the Temple of Demons are left..."

"You, you..." The witch's eyes widened in disbelief, how did he know!

The black-clothed servant curled his thin lips: "When His Highness was dealing with the Heaven Realm, he sorted out the Demon Realm by the way. It seems that His Highness just woke up and didn't want to make it too ostentatious. Miss Ke Weiss, you are too stupid."

The Witch lay limp on the ground, her throat seemed to be pinched in the palm of an invisible hand.

What did she do wrong?

His Highness wants to deal with her like this.

Just because she swears badly in front of that "pet" who can't do anything?

"Thinking to threaten His Highness? Hehe, who do you think Lucifer will be threatened by?" The black-clothed servant left this sentence, turned and entered the hall.

These nobles in the demon world are all stupid.

His Highness's thing, even if it is a pet, shouldn't be so blatantly provocative.

What's more, that person was never just a pet to His Highness...

The sun sets.

On the carriage, Nangong Baiye was looking forward to the wedding that her senior brother said...

"It's here." Beiming Liancheng hugged him in his arms, and smiled evilly: "Knock on the door."

Nangong Baiye looked at the bronze door in front of him, there were two horns hanging on it, and someone could vaguely hear someone roaring inside: "Do you know where your mistake is!"

"I don't know." The baby's voice was soft and soft: "Father, you have asked this question more than ten times, are you tired?"

Bang! !

The thick-headed Hades rose up against the table: "You little bastard!"

"If I'm a little brat, you're an old brat." The little man had a pacifier in his mouth and two horns on his head.

Yan Wang was so angry that he was about to vomit blood: "Why did I give birth to you, such a pissed off thing!"

"You can't control your lower body, who is to blame." The little man sat on the sandalwood table and shrugged.

The master who was following Hades floated back and forth, with a sad expression on his face: Seventh Prince, for the sake of my old ghost, can you say a few words less, and where did you learn the word lower body? come!

Yan Wang suppressed the anger in front of his chest again and again, and finally couldn't hold it anymore, he said angrily: "Casuo, get the hell out of here! What have you taught Xiaoqi!"

"Huh? My lord is looking for me?" Ka Suo stretched his waist, carried the sickle, and suddenly froze, looking at the back of Hades: "Why are you here?"

who?

Yan Wang followed his gaze and saw a familiar face smiling and laughing in front of him.

"Lucifer!" He couldn't help becoming vigilant: "What are you doing here!"

Beiming Liancheng circled Nangong Baiye and walked over with graceful steps: "Just to inform you that I'm getting married, how much money do you plan to pay?"

"Huh? Get married, you?" Yan Wang snorted coldly: "How dare you have a woman marry you?"

Beiming Liancheng ignored him and whispered into Nangong Baiye's ear: "He has been proposing marriage all his life?"

"Huh? What's the result?" Nangong Liancheng glanced at the darkened Hades.

Beiming Liancheng smiled slightly: "As a result, seven sons have been born, and the man has not promised him yet."

Nangong Baiye: ...

So you come to show off to others that you are getting married o(□)o

Brother, you did this to hurt others on purpose, it's too shameless, okay?

"Lucifer!" Hades squeezed the table wood in his hand, his face flushed red with anger.

The kid would add fuel to the fire: "What a shame."

"nnd! Yan Xiaoqi, sooner or later you will be like me, don't let me be arrogant here!" Yan Wang pinched the little man and threw him directly into the refining fire of hell!

The child tossed and tossed there for a while, then jumped out, stood in front of Nangong Baiye, and took her hand very gentlemanly: "This beautiful little girl, can you tell me,

What is your name?Your eyes are like stars in the sky, with just one glance, I'll... wait, I'll see what comes next. "The child quickly opened a book called "The Record of the King of Hell Chasing His Wife", and continued: "I was completely sunk in it. I would not love lovesickness in my life, but I would suffer from lovesickness..."

Nangong Baiye looked at the child's movement of turning the pages of the book, and there was only one thought in his mind, this is the words proposed by Hades, no wonder he couldn't catch up with his wife...

"Yan Xiaoqi!!!" Yan Wang ran away violently, his body swelled more than ten times than usual, straight up the hell.

Beiming Liancheng didn't pay attention to his anger at all, kicked the child away nonchalantly, and then slowly wiped Nangong Baiye's hand: "Let's go to the next place."

next place?

Nangong Baiye looked at the black water flowing in front of him, and when he walked in, there was a large expanse of bright red and enchanting roses.

They bloom extremely vigorously, with crystal water drops, even if the nutrient underground is sweet blood, it can't conceal the shocking beauty.

In the endless sea of ​​flowers, there is a tall platform, on which is quietly placed a carved black wooden coffin.

On the low-key and gorgeous coffin, a huge upside-down cross is painted, symbolizing Jehovah's forgiveness and curse.

The body of the coffin is wide and the bottom is narrow, which seems to be tailor-made, and the black lacquer glows with traces of brilliance under the dim candlelight, which makes everyone sigh the owner's taste.

Inside the black coffin was a man lying horizontally. He was wearing a set of ancient British black swallowtails. His slender hands were wrapped in snow-white gloves. The piping cuffs and neckline were exquisite and elegant, which perfectly set off his tall and straight body.

That's... Cain.

With one hand in the windbreaker pocket, Beiming Liancheng looked down at the person in the coffin, with a bit of evil in the corner of his mouth: "Junior Sister, don't you think he looks very flat like this? Forget it, I'm going to get married, just His coffin will not be dismantled."

Nangong Baiye: ...

"Envy me?" Beiming Liancheng picked a rose with an evil smile, put it on the tip of his nose gracefully and sniffed it, then crushed it and sprinkled it on the translucent coffin.

Nangong Baiye: ...

His senior brother really came here to show off.

and so……

The so-called testimony in his mouth is to take her around and tell the people who have a delicate relationship with him that he is getting married?

This is really...incomparably special...witness o(□)o

The last witness was quite normal, at least not King Yama, nor the blood-sucking ancestor sleeping in the coffin.

It was the boss of the Pei family, who raised his head from his abacus with a smile on his face, and only asked, "When will the divorce be?"

Nangong Baiye: ...

She took back what she said before, none of these people is normal at all!

……

In this way, a wedding kicked off as darkness fell.

It was night, amidst the white mist, the huge magic palace was filled with oil lamps, and the oil lamps were supported by mandala flowers, blooming one after another on the stone steps, like a fire, inlaid on it, spreading to the top The throne formed a strange and grand scene, full of nobility, magnificence and elegance that cannot be described in words.

In particular, the man sitting on the throne is the right wing of the gods... Lucifer.

His long and slender legs were slightly slack, and his chin was lightly supported by his fingers. The black robe was scattered on the ground, and the long sleeves fluttered, but it did not stir up a trace of dust.

Abstinence, evil charm.

He showed the beauty of these two extremes to the fullest.

That long curly hair, like mercury, hangs straight on the ground, like broken moonlight, under the light of the flickering oil lamp, rippling with unpredictable light, exuding a bewitching evil charm and a high and lonely world Cold and proud.

His royal aura almost shocked the entire hall!

Clang.

The heavy iron door was pushed open.

Under the bright moonlight, Nangong Baiye, who was wearing a black veil, walked towards him slowly, with a corolla made of black pearls on top of his head, and long curly black chestnut hair hanging on both sides, resting on the silver white On her fur, she looks like an aristocratic queen who came out of a movie. The difference is that she has the unique profundity of oriental people. There are tear moles flying under the corners of her eyes, which are so bright that people can't move her eyes. The eyes are several meters long. The hem of the skirt was hanging down behind her, and she was carried by Nangong Xiaomiao in black mink fur. She was extremely beautiful.

Different from human weddings, they all wear black dresses, and the only red is the mandala dotted along the way.

Flaming red and sinful black collided to form a breathtaking wedding scene.

There are not many guests, only a few people standing in the dark...

Beiming Liancheng stood up from the throne, stretching his slender fingers with black gloves forward.

Yahweh's curse, no blessing.

He is inherently evil and cunning, playing with people's hearts and applauding, he is a devil that everyone can't avoid.

However, she crossed the millennium, put her hand in his palm, and told him: "She is willing to..."

Clap!

Large tufts of feathers soar up along with the enchanting red flowers, rendering the sky all over the place.

The demon girl holding an umbrella looked at this scene from a distance, her thin lips slightly raised an arc.

Little thief night, I wish you happiness...

Blood flowed out from the corner of her mouth, and Mo Niang wiped it away with a smile, her back was straight and graceful, just as she stepped out of the palace gate, she saw the most favored young master of the Hei family, half-bending his knees, and put on Nangong Xiaomiao's clothes again. cotton shoes.

Nangong Xiaomiao stretched out her small arms to support his shoulders, dressed expensively, and sighed decently: "I finally married my mother, it's really not easy."

The young master of the Hei family didn't say anything, he just took off the fur around his neck and wrapped it around the little man.

Heh, looking at it this way, Xiao Miao's child is more like a delicate puppet, wearing thick clothes, staggering, and about to fall down.

The young master of the Hei family supported the little man, his voice was not clear and not weak: "How many times have I said, don't just stare at the front when you walk, look at your feet more." The little man's hand led him forward.

Mo Niang looked at the two little people and the heavy snow, but her smile gradually faded.

"How many times have I said, don't just stare at the front when you walk, look at your feet more."

Someone said this to her a long time ago, without a trace of impatience, without the airs of the young master in front of other people at all...

At that time, Nangong Rongguang was still very young, he was not the son of the Nangong family, but the only mage

He was appreciated by the Holy Spirit at a young age.

Compared with the other young masters, he always looks cool and indifferent, but also very calm, as if anything can be solved lightly and delicately as long as it is in his hands.

Contrary to him, when she was a child, she seemed to live too arrogantly and learned etiquette, but she couldn't change the rebelliousness in her blood.

The Mo family is an aristocratic family on horseback. She has been a child without a father and mother since she was a child. If anyone bullies her, she will fight back immediately. For this reason, she has made many enemies in the capital.

Every time he looked at her, he would take her hand very gently and put it in the basin to wash, as if he was extremely pampered: "How many times have I said, don't hurt yourself when you hit someone."

She raised her face and said nonchalantly, "They bullied me."

To be bullied is to bully the past.

She used to be so naive, she didn't understand that sometimes even if she was wronged, she had to endure it.

Because in this world, no one will really love you.

Right and wrong are black and white, how can it be said clearly and plainly.

She is not convinced.

Can't listen to his advice.

Finally, after many, many years, she suffered...

"Sister Mo, why did you do this?" Qu Chuxiao leaned against the man's arms weakly, and questioned her aggrievedly because of a dead cat.

Mo Niang felt dizzy, the sky in the north would be extremely hot in midsummer, and the sun was also strong, when it hit her body, it could almost burn off a layer of skin, but she felt cold, bitingly cold.

"Girl, Xiaoxiao's body is not good, let her order, okay?" Nangong Rongguang seemed very tired, patted Qu Chuxiao's shoulder, and his voice faded: "I've been busy with the Mo family recently. I can't get out of my hometown to see you, you are older than Xiao Xiao, you should be more sensible."

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