The world doesn't need succubi to save it.

This is really strange...

Calm down, my child;

That was the sound of wind blowing through withered leaves.

Looking at the guests filling the room, each with a smile of blessing on their face, Song Yi instantly stopped thinking about the absurd illusion she had just had and also revealed a genuine smile.

We can't afford to be careless anymore. These are some of the most important times in his life, so we absolutely can't afford to make any mistakes!

This is his wedding ceremony!

Yes, he and Xiaomeng got married in a flash.

Well, maybe it can't be considered a whirlwind marriage?

After a long courtship, they were both approaching the age of late marriage.

He hadn't intended to make such a big fuss, but with the help of Tataka, this busybody uncle who loved excitement, everything fell into place naturally.

Tataka actually invited every single one of his relatives and friends from childhood to adulthood!

What a generous gesture he made!

He must be exhausted to have all his classmates and friends, who live in Fencheng and work in various industries, appearing in such a neat and orderly fashion.

Everyone offered their blessings to Song Yishun, celebrating the perfect ending that the couple had achieved after a long-distance relationship.

That's really touching.

To Song Yishun's surprise, the one who cried the most among everyone was actually the usually carefree and irresponsible Uncle Tataka.

This guy with dwarven blood, who called himself the god of wine, actually got drunk.

He wailed in a rough voice while chugging down his liquor, crying amidst the crowd.

"Why are you crying? Really, hahaha..."

But that's really his style!

Song Yishun had always been well aware of Tataka's true nature and was grateful that he had treated him that way, allowing him to comply with Tataka's request to stay in the world of the extraordinary.

Without Tataka's tacit approval and consent back then, there would be no Song Yishun as we know her today, and no such wonderful life.

Song Yishun was always very grateful to Tataka and respected him greatly.

He was his guide, and in a sense, Tataka was like an elder or even a father to him.

The wedding must have been quite expensive, but I've saved up a lot of money over the years, so it shouldn't be a problem.

Correct!

Money and wealth are not important; they are all external things. The most important thing is to leave Xiaomeng with a beautiful memory.

He turned to look at Xiaomeng, who was about to become his wife. Her expression was just as he had imagined—full of happiness, with tears of joy welling up in her eyes.

So beautiful...

"It's almost a waste to be paired with me... No, that's not right."

No, how could I think of myself like that?

With her chest puffed out, Song Yishun, dressed in a formal gown, cheered herself on.

"No matter how I look at him, he should be a handsome young man with a good appearance."

He smiled confidently, then raised his glass to continue toasting with others and receiving their blessings.

Suddenly, he noticed a gaze that was completely different from the others.

There was no congratulation or warmth in his gaze; it seemed exceptionally cold compared to the others…

who is it?

She turned around curiously, but Song Yishun saw nothing behind her.

But then a somewhat indistinct voice sounded in my ear again:

"Clever child, would you like to travel with me?"

My daughters will serve you very attentively;

My daughters dance in the park every night.

I'll jump, sing, and rock you until you fall asleep.

This time, the sound seemed clearer.

We're even closer now!

"Dad, Dad, didn't you see over there?"

Are the Demon King's daughters standing in a dark place?

My son, my son, I see clearly;

Those were several old, gray poplar trees.

Swaying slightly, Song Yi shook her head vigorously, finally managing to shake the jumbled sounds out of her mind.

"Am I too tired? Why am I even hallucinating?"

Registration was simple, but Song Yishun spent a lot of energy organizing the wedding and hadn't slept well for several days.

"Let's relax and have a proper rest during our honeymoon, shall we?"

Honeymoon!

Xiaomeng has never traveled before, so this time I'm going to take her to see the world.

If... if she's willing to accept, I can even take her to see the world of the Awakened.

"As a relative of someone who knows the inside story, shouldn't I be able to know some things after a confidentiality agreement is required? I remember there should be such a clause."

She hadn't said anything before because she didn't want them to worry, but now she didn't care anymore.

He actually had his own little scheme in mind, wanting his wife to look at him with admiration.

He wanted her to know how difficult it was for an ordinary person like him to get to this point in the world of awakened beings!

However, just as he was envisioning a bright future, that annoying voice rang out once again.

And it's getting louder and louder!

"I love you, I love your beauty."

If you refuse, I will resort to violence.

annoying!

So annoying!

"Dad, Dad, he's coming to get me!"

The demon king's grip is causing me unbearable pain!

Stop arguing!

!

After the voice became so high-pitched that it sounded like a roar, Song Yishun finally couldn't hold back any longer.

"Shut up!

! ”

Song roared in anger:

"Shut up!"

He knew it was incredibly undignified to do such a thing at his own wedding, but he simply couldn't hold on any longer.

If he continued to endure it, he felt he was going to go crazy...

He turned around abruptly and, sure enough, saw the culprit that had been causing trouble in his ear!

Despite the festive occasion, the figure was dressed in an ominous black robe, the shadow of the hood obscuring his face.

Although he didn't speak, just looking at him, one could feel the calamity and misfortune emanating from him.

Are they here to cause trouble?

With a furrowed brow, Song Yishun angrily addressed the silent, uninvited guest:

"Who are you?! If you're not here to wish us a happy birthday, then get out..."

The man in front of her looked at Song Yishun with a complicated expression and sighed softly.

"finally……"

Ok?

He raised his hand and lifted his hood, revealing a handsome face that seemed familiar.

Where is it?

Ning Feng's eyes were filled with sorrow as he looked at the pitiful person who had been toyed with by a tragic fate to the point of collapse, and he sighed softly:

"You've finally looked at me."

People who are unwilling to accept reality.

Looking at all the guests at the banquet, and at the way they were all looking at him, Ning Feng sighed softly.

At the same time, they are people who reject fate.

Chapter 333 The Man Who Bears a Soul

What are you saying?

Frowning, Song Yishun didn't understand what the other person was saying.

Why are you looking at me? Who are you?

"Who I am is no longer important. Now... do you really know who you are?"

Who could I be? I'm Song Yishun...