Douluo’s Infinite Devouring

　　The faint candles burned in the room, and a crescent moon hung in the night sky outside the room, and the faint light shone, illuminating half of the girl's face, while the other half of the face was always in the dark.

　　The girl with the pale moonlight had a very deep face. She looked at Mosula lying on the bed and said in a calm tone:

　　 "Moviya, it's dead..."

　　 The old man on the bed heard it, his expression turned hideous, his head was full of messy hair, his horrible eyes opened, his fingers turned into claws, and he immediately came to Mingxue in the next instant, as if he was about to eat her whole person.

　　 Without any expression, Mingxue looked at Mosula, still indifferent.

　　 "Why?!!!"

　　 Heartbreakingly asked the girl in front of him, Mosula's pupils were covered with bloodshot eyes, and there was no trace of light anymore. Her dry fingers had fallen on top of Mingxue's head, and she seemed to lose control at any time and kill her.

"If I don’t kill her, she will kill me. You don’t know what she told me to do in the past? Isn’t that your plan? You want to get rid of me by this? Or you want to test my true strength. You should understand now."

"you you……"

　　 "I advise you not to move, I have poisoned your body, and it is the strongest poison, there is no cure."

　　 "What? Why? Why!!!"

　　 "Ming Yuzong, it shouldn't be a sect hidden in the dark underground. I will use its foundation to create a new religion, fight against Wuhun Hall, and build a new Holy Spirit."

　　 "Just like many years ago."

　　 "Sure enough, you are related to the Holy Spirit, can you tell me? Your true identity."

　　 "...Holy Spirit, Mingxue."

　　 "Daughter of Mingjue."

Mosula, who had chosen someone to eat, finally fell on the bed feebly. He knew that he would never change anything. The girl in front of him was beyond his control and cognition. She was just like Zhong Lisu at the beginning. In her, he saw a leader-like figure, about to be born.

　　 "My friend Mingjue, that's the case, what do you want to do next?"

　　 "Trouble my grandfather to continue presiding over the wedding, and fabricate a set of reasons so that Morvia's disappearance will not be suspected, nothing more."

　　 "Grandpa, I will take over Ming Yuzong, so that it will be famous in the future, and it will be heard throughout the mainland. It will definitely not be inferior to Wuhun Hall."

　　 "Stop, stop, stop..."

　　 "It's done, I have no way and energy to redeem anything. Actually, it's not far from my deadline. Even if you don't poison me, I won't live long."

　　 "After knowing the story between you and Uncle Zhong Li, I am sorry to use such a despicable method to you. As a junior, Mingxue is here to say sorry."

　　 After finishing speaking, Mingxue turned around and was about to leave, Mo Xiu stretched out her hand and stopped her.

"and many more!"

...

#　　 "Do you have anything else?"

　　 "Can you tell me, what is your martial soul?"

　　 "Infinite Martial Soul, I have many Martial Soul..."

　　 After saying this lightly, Mingxue never looked back and left, leaving only the old Mosula sitting on the bed, looking at the place where Mingxue stood before, where moonlight poured down.

　　 With a dry and hoarse voice, repeating the words just now, like thinking, like falling into a loop.

　　 "Infinite Martial Soul..."

　　…………

　　 After some discussion, the sect finally set a good day, so everyone started to get busy, sourcing materials, decorating the sect, buying ingredients, the whole Ming Yuzong was full of joy.

Busy people are always happy. Monson also has a smile on his face every day. Mingxue is beside him. He always holds her hand tightly wherever he goes, and Mingxue never speaks. She said hello. She always smiled, or nodded and said a few words.

Seeing the day of getting married, everything was so natural, and Monson was also very happy. The only thing that made him a little concerned was that his mother, Maviya, who had not seen him for many days, was gone. He asked his grandfather, and he only gave him something. By the way, Maviya couldn't bear his wedding with Mingxue, knowing that she could not stop her, she had left the sect and went to guard Menghe's tomb.

"My mother went to guard the tomb. I think she should still hate me. I didn't do both. After we got married, we also went back to the Youjie Basin, went to the father’s tomb to see our mother and give it to my father. Zhuxiang. If my father knows that we are about to get married, I think he will be happy. He will definitely bless us in heaven."

Seeing Monson a little melancholy, and a little nostalgic expression, Mingxue didn’t know what to say for a while. Under certain circumstances, Monson’s parents could be said to have died because of her, and Monson didn’t know everything. . He must also marry the man who killed his parents.

Now Mingxue is always kind-hearted, but it takes a sacrifice to make a big thing. Since she killed Feng Siming, her hands have been covered with blood, and she has already embarked on a path of no return. It's over.

　　 "Shaozong... Sect Master, everything is almost ready, tomorrow is the time."

　　 Mo Xiaonong came over with a spring breeze and said to Monson that in the whole family, he and Monson had a good relationship, and the two can be said to be close friends.

　　 "Okay! Thank you for your hard work, Brother Mo!"

　　 Monson patted Mo Xiaonong on the shoulder, and then said:

"Unexpectedly, my marriage date was earlier than you. I thought that Big Brother Mo could get married one step ahead of me, but this time I took the lead. You should hurry up anytime. You don't always treat Long... …"

　　 "Hey, shut up! Don't open the pot or lift the pot, I'll go first, and enjoy the last single day, the bridegroom."

　　 patted Monson's arm jokingly, Mo Xiaonong just strode away,...

Looking at Mo Xiaonong who was leaving, Mingxue thoughtfully asked Monson:

　　 "What you just wanted to say, is it Long Jinyue? Brother Mo and her..."

　　 "Hey, this is Big Brother Mo's own secret. In fact, Big Brother Mo has his unrequited love for Long Jinyue, and Long Jinyue doesn't know it. Ruming, you have to keep it secret."

　　 "That's it, I understand..."

　　 whispered, Mingxue's eyes were shining, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

The second day came soon. At the last step without the ceremony, she and Monson still slept in a separate room, but this time she would not sleep in the thatched cottage, but in the room where the bride slept. She took out the Zhu Chixuan dress. This dress was exquisitely made and was noble and bright red like a peony. It was very suitable for wedding dresses. Ming Xue had already thought about its origin and reason.

The clothes worn on her are actually a bit big, not perfectly fitting, the sleeves are a bit long, and the skirt is dangling on the floor. In the makeup mirror, she looks at herself today, and it is indeed somewhat different from the past, even completely different. , There is already a hint of heroism, brows and eyes are sharp, a pair of phoenix eyes are no longer angry and majestic, the blue silk is combed to the back of the head, and the head is raised, the neck is long and the skin is white and jade muscle, and it is really a bit allure. shadow.

　　 Looking at herself carefully, Mingxue also looks like a little woman, picking up the decorations in front of her and dressing up.

　　 For her, this is just a wedding, something that can be used, unlike those girls who look forward to the wedding, which is regarded as an important ceremony in their lives.

The groom is not the person she wants to marry the most. She has never seriously liked a person, and she is thinking about whom she will enter the rest of her life with. When others are already preparing to be a good wife and mother, she has already At the beginning of independence, there is only one idea. To do it, she will go up step by step and become the biggest king in the world.

　　 "Boom!! Is the bride ready? The ceremony has already begun."

　　 "Oh, well, here comes!"

　　 hurriedly sorted out her appearance, and when she saw it, she went out. She is truly amazing today. The woman in charge of her main marriage, Long Jinyue, saw it, and she smiled:

　　 "Tsk, the bridegroom has a really good vision, he really is a beauty, come on, put this on."

　　 "Huh? What is this?"

　　 "The crown, you wear it today, you are the most noble one."

　　The wedding crown was put on Mingxue's head, feeling the things on top of her head, Mingxue lowered her head, stuck out her tongue, and smiled:

"Good weight……"

　　 "Let's go ~ www.readwn.com~ This is more perfect."

Taken by Long Jinyue, Mingxue kept that dignity and restraint. They walked step by step to the place where the ceremony was finally held. Monson had already waited. Today, he seems to be majestic enough. Seurat sat in boredom.

　　 "The bride arrives--"

　　 loudly called...

In the sound, Mingxue was accompanied by Long Jinyue on the stage, and everyone was amazed by the red figure in the eyes of everyone.

　　 "Oh my God, Ruming, you are so beautiful..."

　　 Monson looked at Mingxue next to him and muttered.

　　 Mingxue smiled at him, unable to see whether it was true or false.

　　Mo Xiula on the high seat also moved his face. From then on, Ming Yuzong’s future was in the hands of this girl. How far can she lead Ming Yuzong?

　　 "Xue Ruming, would you like to be the wife of the person in front of you, and enjoy your life with him in the future?"

　　 "Yes."

　　 "Then, Lord Sovereign, you will probably spend your whole life with such a beautiful bride, and grow old together."

　　 "Of course, I would--"

"you are not willing!!!!!"

　　Monson looked at Mingxue. When he was about to speak, a woman's scream interrupted him. Outside, a woman exuded a monstrous spirit power, fell directly outside, and interrupted.

　　 "Who?! Who?!!!"

　　 "Monson, you won't want to."

　　 "Because, I'm back--".

　　 The woman raised her head and looked at the groom, with a successful smile.

　　 "Yan, Yan, Yan Qingxue?!!!"