What if Kuai Chuan's Old Attack is an NPC?

The person who spoke was not the princess of the Demon Race who married him today. The moment Du Yunian pushed the door open, he was stunned at the door.

"..."

Du Jinian was silent, looking at Xiao Chuyun, who was dressed in a bright red wedding dress that was the same as his own, sitting on the marriage bed, Du Jinian helplessly pursed his lips.

Good guy, I said, why are you so quiet? You have been waiting here for a long time.

"Why doesn't His Royal Highness speak?" Xiao Chuyun stood up, holding the Sui Yujian that Mu Hongjue used to have in his hand.

I didn't say, big brother, you have come to force a marriage, and you still have this sword. How much obsession do you have?

Du Yunian pursed his lips, the drunkenness that was not there at first dissipated most of it now, Du Yunian was completely awake.

"Why are you?" Du Qinian said coldly, and closed the door behind him.

Du Quinian didn't go inside, but stood at the door with a very cautious expression.

"Why can't it be me?" Xiao Quyun's expression didn't change much, but he just looked at Mu Hongjue's unknowingly retreating steps and tightly clenched the Sui Yujian in his hand, feeling very uncomfortable in his heart.

"Xiao Quyun, do you know that it is a serious crime for the demons to trespass on the heavens, and trespassing on the Prince's Palace is an even worse crime."

Du Yunian put his hand on the door bolt to see the situation, but if there was something wrong with Xiao Quyun, he would immediately open the door and run away.

"The felony is the felony, and the felony I have committed is not limited to trespassing on the Prince's Palace." Holding the Sui Yujian in his hand, Xiao Quyun approached Mu Hongjue who was standing at the door in a red wedding dress step by step.

Xiao Quyun approached step by step, although Du Quinian was not afraid in his heart, but because of Mu Hongjue, he could not be ooced by him.

Du Quinian still tried his best to suppress a trace of panic and worry, Xiao Quyun looked at Mu Hongjue's terrified appearance, gritted his teeth, and suppressed the displeasure in his heart.

"You don't have to be so afraid of me. I've done a lot of big mistakes, so there's nothing to be afraid of."

Xiao Yuyun's whispers were in Du Yunian's ears, and Du Yunian rolled his eyes when he heard Du Yunian's meeting reminded him of some of the unbearable meetings in the past.

The two were deadlocked, and the princess Xiao Ling, who was standing like a bonsai, couldn't stand it any longer.

"Your Majesty, Your Highness, the personal grievances between the two of you can be resolved slowly, but can you let me out first?"

Xiao Ling said impatiently, the quarrel between you two is the quarrel, and the quarrel at the head of the bed is about the bed.But can you block the door!

Today's wedding has gone through a whole day, and I'm almost exhausted. When I get back, I have to watch the two of you flashing here. I'm not in the mood, please let me go.

"Little Ling, why are you so unruly." Xiao Chuyun put his arm around Du Yunian's shoulder, pulled him to his side, and gave Xiao Ling the way to go out, and said by the way.

"Cut." Xiao Ling rolled his eyes, pushed the door open and went out.

Brother, you don't even look at yourself, you still have the right to say that I have no rules, the one who really has no rules is yourself, right?

As soon as Xiao Ling left the door of the inner room, the door was closed heavily behind him, and he could vaguely hear the two people in the room, lowering their voices, saying what you said to each other, and no one would let anyone else.

Looking at the pitch-black night, Xiao Ling stretched himself out, sighed, and went to sleep in a guest room at random.

As for you two, quarrel as much as you like.

Xiao Ling, the demon princess, was gone, only Du Jinian and Xiao Chuyun were left in the wedding room arranged by Dahong, the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

"Tell me, why did you break into the Prince's Palace tonight?" Du Jinian leaned on the door, shook off Xiao Quyun's hand holding his arm, and said with a cold expression.

"Of course it's for you." Xiao Chuyun's words almost made Du Yunian not hold back his laughter, brother, you are a demon king, you are a big villain, you say this kind of earthy love talk to go along with your own character design ?

"If you came to see my jokes, you can leave right now. Xiao Chuyun, I remember you and I told you that we will never see each other again in this lifetime."

Du Yunian's eyebrows were downcast, and Mu Hongjue's fair and soft face, called Mu Hongjue's in the bright red wedding dress, was too weak.

The cold words were not like the words of the gentle Mu Hongjue, and there was a bit of determination in the ruthlessness.

"You're right, but I didn't agree."

Before Du Quinian opened his mouth to refute, Xiao Quyun continued: "Mu Hongjue, I have done many wrong things in the past. I made mistakes and went on the wrong path. But, have you ever thought about me?"

As Xiao Quyun spoke, his emotions gradually became agitated. For safety, Du Yunian reached out and pushed Xiao Quyun's chest, who was too close to him, without saying a word.

"Hongjue..." Xiao Quyun was a little sad, and called Mu Hongjue's name in a low voice.

Du Jinian smiled bleakly, pointed at Xiao Quyun's shoulder, and asked with a smile, "Mistake?"

"What did Xiao Ling call you just now? My lord." Du Jinian poked Xiao Chuyun's shoulder fiercely with his index finger, and the sneer on his face became more and more obvious.

"Xiao Chuyun, you chose the path yourself, why do you need others to forgive your mistakes!"

Du Quinian was in a hurry, he grabbed Xiao Quyun's collar with both hands, and asked.

"Mu Hongjue, I am all for you, I am for you from the beginning to the end!" Xiao Chuyun's eyes were reddish, and his hands were raised in mid-air, trembling slightly, but he couldn't exert any strength To tear off Du Jinian's hands that were holding onto his collar.

"For me?" Du Jinian patted Xiao Chuyun's chest and asked with a smile.

"You said you said it was for me?"

"Is it because of me that the people of the Three Realms are ruined? Is it because of me that I am imprisoned in the devil world? Is it because of me that I am forced? Is it because of me to destroy my immortal clan and kill my parents!"

Every question and every growl were all Mu Hongjue's unspoken words in the desperate situation.

Du Yunian's tears could not be restrained drop by drop from the eye sockets, Xiao Quyun looked at Mu Hongjue who was in tears, and anxiously stretched out his hand to wipe Mu Hongjue's tears at a loss.

"Don't touch me." Du Jinian said coldly, and waved away Xiao Chuyun's hand.

"I was reincarnated in three lives, three souls and seven souls, you took me one soul and two souls. Xiao Chuyun, you touch your own conscience, the love and guilt you keep saying are somewhat true!"

Du Jinian's sneer echoed in the cold wedding room, and the red wedding dress was very dazzling.

Xiao Quyun choked up several times, wanted to speak but couldn't say anything, just looked at Mu Hongjue, who was spiritually and soundly in front of him, and felt a little lucky in his heart.

Fortunately, fortunately, again, fortunately, the current Mu Hongjue is still an incomparably noble little prince in the fairy world, fortunately, he is still mentally sound.

Fortunately, everything is still in time.