When the protagonists and villains become bamboo horses

The tent was quiet for a long time, Yan Yu managed to suppress the astonishment in his heart, and barely maintained his composure.

He did not expect this development direction.

He had thought about the situation of Xianxiu's side negotiating a peace, but he didn't expect that the other party would directly propose a marriage and send Shenzi to the Demon Realm.

But the surprise is the surprise, these conditions are indeed very generous, which is not a loss for Moyu. Not only has he obtained a large number of cultivation resources, but he also has a beautiful Taoist companion.

Taoist companion... Yan Yu repeated these two words repeatedly in his mouth, that's all, anyway, the magic palace covers an area of ​​hundreds of miles, at worst, he can just find a place to place the son of God.

Thinking about this, he leaned back on the seat, raised his hand and squeezed the space between his brows, and asked his subordinate, "Did Xianxiu say when they will get married?"

"No, they said that we will decide," said the messenger Moxiu, and respectfully took out a stack of almanacs from his arms, and handed them to Yan Yu, "Please choose a good day and auspicious day."

Yan Yu reached out to take it, glanced at it briefly, picked up the brush, and sketched a day casually.

The messenger Moxiu took back the almanac, looked at it, and said happily: "The first day of next month? It's an auspicious day! This subordinate will go to arrange matters related to the bond ceremony."

Yan Yu didn't raise his head, and waved his hand to signal that he could step back.

As the tent curtain was raised and lowered, this subordinate quietly left, leaving Yan Yu alone in the tent.

He sat on the seat with a calm expression, looking at the peace agreement that fell on the ground and was not picked up, his mind was very confused.

The slender fingers took out a bloody hollow bell from his bosom. There was a jingling sound inside the bell, which was very clear in the empty and deserted tent.

Yan Yu clenched the bell tightly, closed his eyes, his heart seemed to be in a bush full of thorns, and every beat caused bursts of pain.

……

The wedding day is approaching in a blink of an eye.

The originally magnificent and deserted magic palace has become lively and festive, with red silk and satin hung everywhere, and the sound of bells and drums surrounds it.Many Demon Cultivators and Immortal Cultivators stood at two ends, neatly dressed, and bowed to the Demon Venerable standing at the highest point of the palace to congratulate, and their voices resounded throughout the Demon Palace.

Wearing a high crown on his head and a scarlet wedding gown, Yan Yu put one hand behind his back, quietly watching the other newcomer who got married today ascend the thousand-tiered jade steps, walking slowly towards him with fresh flower petals on his head Come.

Both of them were wearing men's wedding clothes, but because the demon cultivator had the upper hand in this marriage, and the son of God entered the demon realm to live, Xie Shi added a thin red gauze hijab on his head.

The hijab is exquisite in workmanship, and the edge is embroidered with gold thread to bless the rune pattern, and the light of spiritual power flows on it.This kind of indistinct decoration further brought out the clear and handsome beauty of the fair face under the red gauze.

In the eyes of everyone, the distance between the two newcomers gradually shortened until they stood opposite each other.

Both of them were dressed in red like fire, their bodies were as slender as jade, and they were handsome and handsome. Anyone who saw them would have to say something about their appearance.

Even the immortal cultivators who had lost their god son couldn't say a bad word when they saw the scene in front of them.

Through the red gauze hijab, Xie Shi boldly looked at Yan Yu in front of him, and a sweetness surged in his heart.Even though he knew it was an illusion, he was still very happy to experience the feeling of being married to Brother Xiu Ling.

Even if it's a dream, it's a sweet dream.

The Moxiu waiter held a piece of silk with big red stamens, came between the two, and handed the two ends of the red silk to the hands of the two newcomers.

Afterwards, Xie Shi and Yan Yu held the piece of red silk and began to pray to heaven and earth.

When he bowed for the first time, Yan Yu quietly turned his head and glanced at the young Xianxiu beside him, and raised his own doubts: "Master Shenzi?"

"Huh?" Xie Shi looked back at him through a piece of red gauze.

"Are you forced?" Yan Yu asked softly, "After all, we have never met before."

In Yan Yu's previous perception, the son of God is arrogant and cold, full of distinctions between good and evil, and the most jealous of evil.For such a person, marrying a Demon Lord is definitely an extremely shameful thing, and it is impossible to easily nod in agreement.

Reminiscent of the action of this man jumping into his arms on the battlefield before, Yan Yu was a little worried that the group of old-fashioned immortal cultivators thought that the Son of God had betrayed the enemy, regarded him as an abandoned son, and deliberately forced him to marry in the Demon Realm.

Maybe, the person in front of him can act so obediently according to the wedding procedure because he was drugged!

Xie Shi saw what Yan Yu was thinking, and a smile appeared on Qing Jun's face, and he responded softly: "No, I voluntarily."

At the beginning, Xianxiu saw that the fighting situation was not good for them, so he really wanted to negotiate a peace, but he didn't consider marriage.

Later, when they calculated the accounts carefully, they found that sending the Son of God to marry them could save a lot of compensation. Under the pressure of reality, they married in tears.

When the immortal cultivators suggested this matter, Xie Shi himself was taken aback, but after thinking about it, he didn't refuse.

He wants to create more opportunities to get along with Yan Yu in the illusion, wake up Yan Yu as soon as possible, and help him reverse the situation of failure.As for the issue of face, Xie Shi didn't care at all, he knew very well that this place was just an illusion.

From this point of view, Xie Shi did come to Demon Realm to marry voluntarily.

Hearing Xie Shi's answer, Yan Yu couldn't help but take a deep look at him, and said in a low voice, "Master Shenzi is really flexible."

He thought that Xie Shi took the initiative to get married because he endured the humiliation and took the overall situation into consideration.

Xie Shi heard the words and couldn't laugh or cry.

He didn't want Yan Yu to misunderstand his purpose, or he might think that he came to Demon Realm as an undercover agent, so he corrected him: "I came here because it was you, there is no other reason."

At this time, the instruction from the waiter Moxiu sounded, and Yan Yu straightened up, turned around, and bowed down for the second time.

The same is true for Xie Zhi.Through the red gauze, he looked at Yan Yu, who was with him at the newcomer's ceremony, and looked around again, his gaze passed over the surrounding palaces decorated with red silk, and the many guests under the stage who were silently watching them, and a sudden feeling surged in his heart. An impulse of joy.

In the final salutation session, the distance between the two was drawn extremely close, and their breaths almost blended when they got up.

And at this moment, Xie Shi looked into Yan Yu's eyes, relying on the fact that he was in an illusion and couldn't recognize himself, his rosy lips slightly raised, and said lightly in a voice that only two people could hear: " Lord Mozun, I am very happy to worship you."

——Brother Xiu Ling, I am very happy to visit you.

As soon as he finished speaking, his cheeks turned red. Fortunately, the red gauze hijab on his head blocked it, so others couldn't see clearly.

The digital magic cultivator held a flower basket and sprinkled a circle of flower petals around them, and the flowers rained in an instant.

Yan Yu's eyes passed through the colorful petals, and he looked at the handsome young man in red in front of him in astonishment.

After a long while, he came back to his senses, but at this time, Xie Shi had already turned around, and was guided by the waiter to walk down the high platform and walk towards the new house.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yan Yu couldn't call out to the other party suddenly, so he could only temporarily suppress the surprise and uncertainty in his heart.

……

In the new house, a pair of red candles were scorchingly burning, and tears of wax dripped and accumulated on the bronze candlesticks.

Xie Shi was wearing a red hijab, recalling his bold words in the palace, his heart was filled with shyness, and his hot cheeks did not cool down for a long time.

Fortunately, elder brother Xiu Ling treats him as a stranger now, otherwise he really wouldn't be able to say what he said just now.

Xie Zhiwei returned to the depths of the Sea of ​​Consciousness after Xie Shi entered the illusion, and when he just came out, he was startled when he saw Xie Shi in happy clothes.

"What's going on?" he asked.

Xie Shi rubbed his flushed face, and replied, "Brother Xiu Ling and I are married."

Xie Zhiwei: "..."

He was so shocked in his heart that his expression appeared calm instead.As the saying goes, the end of shock is numbness.

In the illusion, everything is false, Xie Zhiwei comforted herself like this.

"Is there any progress on Yan Yu's side?" He asked straight to the point.

Thinking about the business, the blush on Xie Shi's face faded slightly, a little sadness appeared in his eyes, he shook his head slightly, and said: "No, Brother Xiu Ling doesn't know why, but he can't recognize me when he sees me."

As he said that, he casually tugged at the red robe with wide sleeves on his body, "I came to Demon Realm to get in touch with Brother Xiu Ling more and find out the reason why he failed in proving the Dao."

Xie Zhiwei walked to the window, looked up at the sky that was no different from the outside world, and murmured to express his judgment.

"Yan Yu has advanced cultivation and is one of the best in the world. Immortal Wenyuan should not be able to defeat him. So I suspect that the reason why Yan Yu is trapped here is because he was trapped."

"Yanzhu?" Xie Shi murmured these two words softly, with a puzzled look on his face, as if he didn't understand.

Xie Zhiwei explained: "The so-called nightmare, in simple terms, is encountering something horrible, so frightened that you can't wake up."

Xie Shi nodded slightly when he heard the words, and immediately understood that he needed to find out what was holding Yan Yu back.

Benedict!Benedict!Benedict!

There was a knock on the door suddenly.

Xie Zhiwei and Xie Shi looked at each other, their figures disappeared in the dark, Xie Shi waited for a while, pretended to wake up after taking a nap, and shouted: "Come in!"

A maid of magic repair opened the door and walked in holding a red lacquered tray.

She placed the tray with food on the small table in the house, bent down to salute, and said to Xie Shi: "Master Shenzi, Your Majesty is tired today, and may not come to the new house. Here is some food, please use it slowly."

After all, the maid was about to turn around and leave.

Xie Shi stopped him, and asked sharply: "If your lord doesn't come today, will he come tomorrow?"

The maid looked back, with a look of pity for the young Xianxiu in front of her, "Master Hui Shenzi, Your Majesty may not be used to getting along with Taoist companions, so he probably won't come here often."

This is euphemistic, but the meaning is very clear.

Xie Zhiwei, who was hiding in the dark, suddenly realized: Yan Yu is letting Xie Shi hang out, and let him stay alone in the empty room in the future.

Xie Shi also understood.

Brother Xiu Ling doesn't really want to see him now.

Xie Shi stretched out his hand and pinched the corner of the red hijab on his head, trying to lift it off by himself.Although the red hijab is made of tulle, it will slightly block the vision in front of him, making it a little inconvenient for him to see people and things.

However, the moment his fingers touched the red gauze, he suddenly hesitated, put his hand down, and placed it squarely in front of him.

Xie Shi thought to himself: He may kiss and cover his head once in his life, so he should not just take it off so casually, let's wait and see.

The maid delivering the food hadn't left yet, she saw Xie Shi's little gestures, and realized that the son of God had ambiguous feelings for them, and the pity in his expression became more and more intense.

The maid thought that Xie Zhiyuan had "married" and was considered half a member of the Demon Realm, so she couldn't help comforting her, "Master Shenzi, you don't need to be too sentimental, respect him...he didn't mean to snub you."

Xie Shi raised his eyes, fixedly looked at the maid in front of him, and quickly asked, "How do you say that?"

"To be honest, our lord is a very affectionate person," the maid slowly opened her lips, her eyes showing sadness, "He used to have a sweetheart, but he was separated from her by an accident, and he has never been sad for many years." Come out."

"You immortal cultivators often say that there are two people in one lifetime, so you must understand this pain very well."

"Your Majesty formed a contract with you for the sake of the overall situation of Demon Realm and Immortal Sect, but he also has his own selfish intentions, so he can't treat you like a Taoist companion in a short time."

After finishing speaking, the maid bent her fingers and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

However, Xie Shi and Xie Zhiwei became ecstatic when they heard her words.

They seem to have found the reason why Yan Yu was trapped in the illusion.

However, looking at the sad maid, Xie Shi had no choice but to hold back his excitement, and sighed a few words in cooperation.

After doing the superficial work, he immediately asked: "Does the girl know where Xiu... Lord Mozun's sweetheart is buried? As the current Taoist companion of the Mozun, it is all right for me to pay homage to this senior." The etiquette of our fairy gate."

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