Quickly wear a little flirt and become a scumbag

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The Master Ziwei took the portrait and put it in his dantian, "Yes, don't worry, the emperor, I will go now."

After the Lord Ziwei left, the Lord of the Moon came late. This Lord of Marriage in the Three Realms was as young and handsome as Mo Fenghua.

Moon God and Mo Fenghua have known each other for a long time, apart from their status as subordinates, they are also friends.

The Lord Yuexia leaned lazily on the chair as soon as he entered the door, and asked lazily: "Fenghua, you came to talk to me! What's the matter if you're bored?"

Mo Fenghua took a deep breath, "Qingyue, help me write a wedding invitation and spread it everywhere. Before tomorrow's hour, even if the sky falls, I have to go to the Lingxu Realm."

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Mo Fenghua vomited in shock from the sip of water that Yuexia Shenjun just drank, "What did you say? Invitation card, who do you want to marry?"

Without waiting for Mo Fenghua to answer, the God of the Moon said to himself again: "It's not Qingyu, I've told you many times, that girl Qingyu is definitely not as simple as it looks on the show, don't be fooled by her." Lied to."

"How important is the position of Queen of Heaven today, among other things, just say that the wings of the Yu Clan are getting fuller day by day, and there is no one in their eyes. If you canonize Qingyu as Queen of Heaven, wouldn't the Yu Clan be even more powerful?"

"The Yu Clan is warlike. When the time comes, all beings in the six realms will suffer accordingly. This problem will become a big problem. You should think about it clearly!"

"I know." Mo Fenghua raised his hand to stop Yuexia Shenjun's chatter, "Bride, Xia Qianmo."

The God of the Moon was stunned for a moment, then suddenly opened his mouth and laughed so hard that he couldn't see his teeth, "Okay, I'll do it now."

The Lord of the Moon asked nothing, and happily wrote the invitation.

That girl Xia Qianmo is so bold that even Mo Fenghua dares to sleep.

The God of the Moon is quite fond of it, as long as it is not Qingyu, he will never interfere with Mo Fenghua's marriage.

Moreover, he can add oil and vinegar. Although the time is urgent, he has plenty of ways.

The arrangements are in place, Mo Fenghua adjusts his breath to heal his wounds.

After Uori Xinjun spread the stars all over the sky, the Tiangong gradually dimmed.

The master Ziwei also hurried back with Qiqi.

Qiqi patted the hand of Palace Master Ziwei all the way, "Oh, let it go, arrest people as soon as you come, and carry me all the way, why don't you tell me why?"

The shopkeeper of the pharmacy treated her like an ancestor. It was her first time as a human being, and she still hadn't played enough!

The master of Ziwei Hall said coldly, "The emperor wants to see you."

When I heard that it was Mo Fenghua, I hesitated for seven or seven seconds.

The Lord Ziwei left Qi Qi behind, and waited respectfully at the door, Qi Qi cautiously opened the door and entered, "Hey, Emperor... Dijun, long time no see, what are you doing?"

Mo Fenghua opened his eyes from meditation, "Qiqi, come here."

Qi Qi shivered, and tiptoed over.

Palace Master Ziwei couldn't hear what was being said inside.

After waiting for a long time, Qiqi came out from inside.

The beautiful little face was flushed, as if smoldering with anger.

Palace Master Ziwei saw that Qiqi was safe and sound, so he left, as long as he didn't die, he had to help Dijun take care of it, and he couldn't let Dijun see the corpse and be upset.

It was a long night, and everyone had their own thoughts.

The sky was twilight, and many people rushed to Lingxu Realm from all over the world one after another.

Mo Fenghua is absolutely satisfied with the results of Yuexia Shenjun's work.

Overnight, news that the emperor was going to get married spread all over the world, and everyone wondered why the bride on the invitation was not the princess of the Yu clan, but the Qianmo Shangshen who had died for thousands of years.

(End of this chapter)