The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

Chapter 1385: Demon King, apex 38

The sedan chair finally stopped, the curtain was pulled open, the light entered, and Ling Qingxuan was taken out by Xi Po.

The music and the voices of the roadside were suddenly quiet, and only their footsteps could be heard.

Ling Qingxuan looked down at the ground, the soil was soft, and there was a strange touch when stepping on it.

Entering the hall, Ling Qingxuan's hand was stuffed with red satin, but the owner on the other end did not appear.

"Master, this... where is the groom's official?" Mrs. Xi asked in confusion.

The man waved his hand, "You don't need to ask any further questions, the marriage ceremony will be completed as soon as possible."

Hearing this, Ling Qingxuan frowned lightly, what did he want to do in such a hurry.

Hao's wrist trembled slightly, her cold eyes condensed lightly, and under the flow of spiritual power, her hand was able to move.

Ling Qingxuan let go of the red satin.

"What's the matter?" The man stepped forward to check, but as soon as he got close to Ling Qingxuan, the little girl lifted her hijab with one hand, and turned into an ice blade with the other hand and placed it on the man's neck.

The spirit sword could not be summoned, so she could only use part of the power of the ice crystal grass.

The man's face was sloppy and his beard was unshaven, but he was wearing the clothes of a big family. Seeing Ling Qingxuan's actions, he stepped back.

"Grass, what are you doing to Dad!" The man looked in his forties, his tone was full of accusations, and he was even shocked by Ling Qingxuan's free movement.

Ling Qingxuan looked around, her cold eyes narrowed slightly.

What kind of wife, maid, and guests, there are skulls all around their necks. Of all the people present, only Ling Qingxuan and the man have complete bodies.

"We don't know each other well." Ling Qingxuan's body was still stiff, but she didn't show any flaws for the other party to see.

The man was deeply saddened, and squeezed the front of his shirt, "It was Dad who rescued you from the monster, how can you be ungrateful, I spent my spiritual power on you just to transform you and marry my son. ."

Having said that, after the Ice Crystal Grass was taken from Ouyang, it was coveted by the monster again, but was rescued by this man and put into the storage ring.

During the period of storage ring, this man used a lot of natural resources to support her, just to be his son's daughter-in-law.

Unexpectedly, when he and his companions were preparing to set a trap for the demon king, they were intercepted by Baihua.

This is what happened later.

"I don't want to, and we have nothing to do with it." The ice blade cracked, forming small ice needles and shooting at the man.

The man took out the rune paper and formed a barrier in front of him, blocking the ice needle.

"Abba expected that you would be taught badly by those monsters." The man threw off the ice needle, took out the bag from his arms, and pulled out a gold thread from it.

However, only a small part of the gold wire remained, and there were traces of damage on the head.

"Oops, I can't spend any more."

As he said so, the golden thread wrapped around his hand, pierced into his skin, and sucked blood.

A layer of red light was rendered on the golden thread, and the red light shot towards Ling Qingxuan, passed through the ice wall, scattered light, and enveloped Ling Qingxuan.

Aya Qingxuan couldn't move again.

This body... is always restrained.

"Grass, darling, my dad won't make you suffer." The man breathed a sigh of relief, walked in front of her, bent down and picked up the red silk, wrapped her hand around and tied it in a knot.

Everyone else in the hall stopped and looked at them with empty eyes.

Because of the rush, there was no worship in this hall, Ling Qingxuan's spiritual power was imprisoned, and he had to be pulled by the man to the wedding room at the back.

Although it is a happy house, it is actually a spacious house without any superfluous decorations.

The man opened the door, revealing the groom inside sitting beside the bed.

The big red wedding dress hangs on a skeleton frame, and the skeleton has been placed before, sitting upright.

The man stepped forward and helped the groom's clothes to be levelled. He touched the skull's head, "You'er, this is the daughter-in-law that Dad prepared for you. She's beautiful."

After the man finished speaking, he took out a bottle of medicine and poured it into the skeleton's mouth.

The skeleton actually began to absorb the medicine, and his body was slowly recovering.

After the man finished this, he returned to Ling Qingxuan. He took out a medicine, kneaded it into powder, and sprinkled it on Ling Qingxuan's body. Then, he covered Ling Qingxuan's hijab again on his own.

"You'll have to lift this hijab, and Dad will go out to consolidate the barrier, and you can have a bridal chamber with her at ease."

He said in a more serious tone, "Be sure to hurry up and take her to the wedding! After the wedding, take her!"

Aya Qingxuan: ? ? ?

It means that as soon as she has a tool of grass, she will eat it immediately after the wedding.

Seeing that the skeleton was about to recover, the man said nothing, took back the mask on Ling Qingxuan's body, closed the door, and locked it.

Ling Qingxuan stood on the spot, always vigilant about the surroundings.

After a while, there was a rustling from the bed, and the sound of skeletons colliding.

Ling Qingxuan frowned when she felt someone walking in front of her.

The man was very tall, and his breath was a little far away from him. Ling Qingxuan was running his spiritual power, and pain came from his body.

She can't marry someone else here.

Just as she was thinking, her hand was held by the other party, and the broad palm wrapped her hand in one fell swoop.

The red silk on the wrist was untied, and the wounded place was gently rubbed by the other party.

A shivering and numb feeling came from the skin, and the feeling of scratching the heart and the lungs spread up from the soles of the feet, and Aya Qingxuan was slightly startled.

That man, the powder he used just now, could it be...

The man walked forward and brought Ling Qingxuan to the bed.

He started to untie the clothes on Aya Qingxuan's body.

Hot and anxious.

Aya Qingxuan felt like a fire was burning in his heart.

The grass is melting!

Dahong's wedding dress was thrown on the ground, and the wind from some unknown source gently blew the red hijab to a corner.

...

After being fed a lot of blood, the dry flowers on Bai Hua's body were all revived.

"Enough." The petals scratched the last drop of blood and pushed Ou Yangyang's hand away.

"Baihua, there is one more point." Because of the hundreds of kinds of demon blood in his body, Ou Yangyang's wound recovered very quickly, and there was still a layer of blood on his hand. He stretched out and poked Baihua's 'face'.

Adhering to the creed of no waste, Hundred Flowers rubbed for a while with peace of mind.

Anyway, he often gave Ou Yangyang nectar to drink, what happened to him eating a little blood.

"Are there any better ones?" Ou Yangyang touched his petals and was slapped open by Hundred Flowers, "Don't take the opportunity to sneak on me again and play while you play."

The petals didn't hurt at all, Ou Yangyang pursed his lips and muttered, 'You haven't kissed me, why can't I touch you. ’

He still remembers the touch on his lips.

He wiped his face and found that his face was still hot.

"Are you catching a cold?" Baihua asked when she saw his blushing face.

"no."

The fire had been completely extinguished, and the cave smelled of ashes and flowers.

Ou Yangyang likes the smell of Baihua very much, even more than he likes flowers.

The rain outside became lighter, and it was dripping with the fragrance of soil.

Ou Yangyang was a little drowsy, but he kept his spirits strong.

He heard footsteps in his ears, Ou Yangyang immediately stretched out his hand to hide Baihua in his arms, and looked at the hole with vigilance.

Baihua was just tidied up when she was stuffed. He was very depressed, "What's going on?"

"Shh, Hundred Blossoms, don't make a sound." Ou Yangyang patted his chest.