Dijun's black moonlight is back

The convoy that picked up the bride slowly swam through the main road of Jichuan City, leaving countless copper coins and colored candies wherever it went.

The discussions of the people on the street were drowned out by the continuous sound of salutes. Although everyone was whispering to each other, they had to speak loudly.

On the back of the horse at the head of the procession sat the groom of this wedding.

There was no mortal who knew him in Jichuan City, but it was difficult for Wen Jingchan, who was hiding in the dark, not to recognize him.

He hid the demon aura in himself so well that if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes at this moment, Wen Jingchan would never have imagined that the groom would be him.

Yanzhao imitated the behavior of ordinary people, pretending to be proud of hugging the beauty, sitting on the horse and throwing golden melon seeds.

He was good-looking, had a good family background under his false identity, and was very generous with his actions. People on the streets praised him and Du Huan as a perfect match.

Of course Wen Jingchan didn't really think that this Demon Lord would be interested in mortals. He could only have other motives for doing so.

For some reason, Wen Jingchan felt a little uneasy.

Because of this uneasiness, he followed the wedding team all the way to the city lord's mansion.

This wedding ignited the entire Jichuan City, and everyone was immersed in joy.

When they saw the groom, the people in front of the city lord's mansion didn't do much to stop him. They just pretended to let the groom in.

Yanzhao was very polite and generously scattered the golden melon seeds and let the people around him grab them.

And he crossed the sea of ​​people and headed towards Du Huanyi's boudoir.

If it weren't for hypocrisy, who could look at his behavior at this moment and not sigh that he has deep roots in love.

Demons are good at love, but he is determined to show off.

No matter who looks at his eyes, they can see the look in his eyes that is filled with love, cautious and unable to conceal expectation.

Wen Jingchan sighed softly. He felt that the Demon Lord was a bit too pretentious.

Speaking from his own experience, he wished he could simply put on a mask to avoid being seen through his inner thoughts.

How could someone be so arrogant and want the whole world to know who they love?

However, after thinking about it in his mind, he still couldn't delay the business at hand. Wen Jingchan followed Xingzhi into the city lord's mansion.

The bride had been waiting under the eaves for a long time. The moment they saw her, all the people following her were stunned for a moment.

Logically speaking, the bride should be in the room, waiting for the groom to carry her out and into the sedan chair.

Why would anyone stand waiting at the door?
Xingzhi obviously didn't expect it. Du Huanyi was really not like this on weekdays. Could it be that his acting was too realistic?

Make her eager to marry him?
Wen Jingchan looked at the bride's standing posture and felt an indescribable strangeness.

It stands to reason that Du Kuanyi is a lady of the family. At this moment, she should be supported by the maid with her green hands, and she should be standing with her knees and ankles drawn.

But she just folded her arms and took a step forward with one leg, slightly bending one knee.

The other one was straight, but her whole body's weight was turned sideways, making her stand very sloppily.

And very impatient.

Even the eldest lady of the Du family, who pretended not to shed tears, held up her handkerchief and forgot about acting when she saw her.

Fortunately, Du Wenqing was knowledgeable and responded promptly, urging the groom to accept the marriage.

Xingzhi walked up the steps without changing his expression, turned his back to Du Huanyi and squatted down.

Xipo helped Du Huanyi lie on Xingzhi's back, and 36 fireworks were sprayed out in an instant.

Xingzhi carried Du Huanyi on his back and walked towards the sedan chair, but before he took two steps, he realized something was wrong.

Du Huanyi was as light as a piece of paper. He could pick it up with one finger. Why was it getting more and more difficult to walk today?

What's more, Lihuo's original body was a long bow, which weighed more than [-] kilograms. He had never seen such a heavy bow when he used to draw arrows.The people around him were busy having fun, and no one except Wen Jingchan paid attention to Xingzhi's feet.

Seeing that his footprints were getting deeper and deeper as he walked, cracking the paving stones with every step, Wen Jingchan lowered his head and smiled lightly.

Although I knew it was her just by looking at her stance, I really didn't expect that she would dare to deal with the Demon Lord.

"Don't force me to do anything to you when you are so happy." Xingzhi couldn't bear it anymore and whispered to Lingyu through gritted teeth.

Ling Yu removed the spell, but quietly tightened his arm around Xing Mandrill's neck.

"Go your way," Ling Yu said, "stop talking nonsense."

Hearing her voice, the suffocating feeling in Xingzhi's heart instantly dissipated, and instead he laughed shamelessly.

"Why are you?" Although he was asking, there was more surprise in his words.

Lingyu was being carried on his back, so naturally he couldn't see the expression on Yanzhao's face.

In the direction she couldn't see, Xingzhi's false smile turned into a sincere surprise.

This subtle change fell into Wen Jingchan's eyes, and his thoughts immediately became knotted.

what happened?Did you see it wrong?

Why did the Demon Lord suddenly smile so happily?
It can't be because the person on your back suddenly becomes lighter, right?
Or does he know who is behind it?
But he knew who it was and why he was laughing like this?

Could it be that he had seen Ling Yu before?
……

There were so many doubts in his mind that Wen Jingchan almost didn't catch up with the team.

The teams picking up and seeing off relatives were united together and started marching in Jichuan City from the city lord's palace.

Ling Yu sat in the sedan chair, tugging at the tassel on his body with some boredom.

According to what Du Huanyi said, they would be sent to the Du family ancestral hall to worship their relatives in heaven and earth, and then activate the formations under the ancestral hall to offer sacrifices.

The prisoner ox bone is under the Du family ancestral hall, and it will appear when the formation is activated. This is the best opportunity to steal it.

She had searched many times in the city before, but could not find any scent of prisoner ox bones. It was actually buried in the formation.

Although Ling Yu knew that his formation skills were not very good, it was unusual for a Demon Lord and a True Lord to be unaware of the people entering the formation.

A flying firefly got into the sedan chair through the gap in the red silk and swayed in front of Ling Yu's eyes.

She raised her palm to catch the phantom of the little insect, and a row of words appeared:
What are your plans?

Ling Yu stared at the insect, as if staring into Wen Jingchan's eyes.

She could imagine Wen Jingchan's expression and actions when he said these words.

"The main purpose of Jichuan City is to sacrifice Du Kuanyi," Lingyu said, "and to maintain the maze formation outside the city."

After saying that, she threw Liuying out. She knew that Wen Jingchan would receive her message within a few moments.

She didn't quite understand what was wrong with her. It seemed that when she faced Wen Jingchan recently, her psychology was always a little twisted and dark.

I even imagined that if he gave up himself for the sake of the world's righteousness, I would just strangle him to death.

But Wen Jingchan was not Hedifeng, let alone Gongli Quan. He had been protecting her since they met.

But then again, the god who cut out her flesh and removed her bones also pretended to be like this at first.

Ling Yu's heart was confused. She hoped that Wen Jingchan would be as ruthless as his predecessors, so that she could simply wait for an opportunity to kill him.

But why, she seemed a little unwilling.