The whole world thought I was a victim of [Quick Transmigration]

Jiang Mian is not in a hurry to have a bridal chamber.

He took off the hair tie, stuffed it into Yan Wugui's hands, and then hid in the room to change clothes.

Only a soft "wait" was left.

In the holiday world before, Jiang Mian took off his hijab and ran out. At that time, he just got angry and thought it didn't matter.

But now that I think about it... how could I miss this link in getting married!

Since Yan Wugui didn't let him wear skirts for others to see, then he would wear them for Yan Wugui to see alone.

The world of cultivating immortals is really convenient. With the help of Elder Hua, this seemingly complicated wedding dress has also been refined into a complete set of robes.At least it won't make Jiang Mian confused with a pile of robes like when she was the princess, always needing help from others.

He painted himself casually, tied up part of his black hair with a gold hairpin, and fixed it with a heavy and gorgeous phoenix crown.Wear layers of red skirts, a wide-sleeved gown, and a brocade scarf that stretches to the floor.

The Xiapei ribbon that Jiang Mian deliberately tied into a bow was also hung with a beautiful gold and jade pendant, dangling gently on his chest.

Then he turned around in front of the water mirror, took out the red hijab happily, touched the soft fabric, and sighed in his heart.

It's a pity that the Zizai Immortal in this world has a great desire to survive, and he will do whatever Yan Wugui says.It's not like in the original book, moved by Luo Yifan's two or three sentences, and agreed to participate in the sealing plan against Yan Wugui.

Otherwise... the sentence "Use your blood to dye the hijab red" interrupted by Yan Wugui was not a joke by Jiang Mian.

He really thought so.

At this time, Yan Wugui who was standing in the main hall was a little nervous.

Holding Jiang Mian's hairband, he looked down at the two tablets placed on the chair.

Only his parents', but not Jiang Mian's.

Yan Wugui is not a fool, of course he knows that Jiang Mian is not the spoiled young master of the rich businessman's family.But other than that, he couldn't even have a half-knowledge about Jiang Mian's origins.

Occasionally, he was also afraid that this ancestor would disappear suddenly, and he would never be able to find it after searching all over the world.

For this reason, Yan Wugui once carefully asked who Jiang Mian's parents were.

At that time, Jiang Mian just bent her lips and smiled, and wrote lightly, "No."

He didn't understand what Jiang Mian was laughing at, and what the phrase "no" meant.

But Jiang Mian didn't want to mention it again, and pestered him like a fool to kiss him, and after a long time, she whispered in his ear, "You are enough for me."

OK, that's enough.Yan has nothing to return to.

Putting on the red hijab, Jiang Mian stretched out his hand from the wide-sleeved robe, lifted the hem of the skirt, and walked to the main hall step by step.

Yan Wugui immediately turned around following the sound of footsteps, watching the well-dressed Jiang Mian walking towards him, the hair tie in his hand slipped to the ground unconsciously, and even his breathing slowed down a little.

When trying on the wedding dress earlier, Jiang Mian just wore a skirt, which already shocked him.

Now it is paired with a gorgeous Xiapei embroidered with colorful auspicious clouds... Even if Jiang Mian forbids him to use his consciousness and forbids him to spy on the scenery under the red hijab in advance, Yan Wugui can't help but feel lucky.

Thankfully he didn't let Jiang Mian go out dressed like this.

Otherwise he would want to kill all those guests.

Yan Wugui closed his eyes and forced himself to calm down.

He walked up to hold Jiang Mian's arm firmly, and led him to kneel on the soft cushion in the main hall, earnestly worshiping the tablet of his parents.

Do not worship heaven and earth, only worship high hall.

Then they turned to face each other.

Ever since Yan Wugui "betrayed from the sect", he never bent his knees to any living person again.

But at this moment, when he heard the crisp sound of jewelry clashing next to his ears, when he tried to put his forehead on the cushion, but accidentally knocked on the phoenix crown hidden under the red hijab, when he heard Jiang Mian laughing softly.

Husband and wife pray to each other, it is very necessary.

After the worship, it is the bridal chamber.

No one in this world would dare to disturb Yan Wugui's bridal chamber.

Jiang Mian didn't need to be supported, she couldn't wait to run into the bedroom, sat obediently on the side of the bed which had been replaced with a red bedding, and immediately fell silent.

Yan Wugui lowered his eyes and smiled, walked in behind him, turned around and closed the palace door tightly.

Looking back, Jiang Mian was still quiet, except that her white and slender hands tightened the loose sleeves, looking extremely nervous.

This ancestor still loves acting very much.

The smile in Yan Wugui's eyes was even bigger, holding a jade ruyi, as Jiang Mian wished, he slowly lifted the hijab.

After that, his smile froze on his face for an instant, and he was a little stunned.

Jiang Mian blushed and looked up at him.The slightly curved eyes traced the phoenix tips, the delicate pearls and pearls stuck to the sideburns, and the lips were pursed with rouge and bright red.The beautiful face is covered with a thin layer of face powder, and against the backdrop of the luxurious phoenix crown and the red wedding dress, it looks like a piece of smooth and delicate suet jade.

The dragon and phoenix candles on the table swayed with the wind, because Yan Wugui's heart beat like a drum.

He almost crushed the jade ruyi handle, and it took him a long time to recover, and raised his hand to caress Jiang Mian's side face.Pressing the soft lips with her fingertips, she refused to let go of the rouge, and the red eyes that were on the verge of boiling became deeper and deeper.

Jiang Mian obediently raised her white neck, let his hands go all the way down, pulled off the two jade ribbons, and then softly called, "Husband."

Yan Wugui paused, his Adam's apple rolled slightly: "Yes."

"do I look good?"

"It looks good." He responded hoarsely, his gaze never turning away, as if welded to Jiang Mian's body, the suppressed emotion in his chest was almost uncontrollable.

Jiang Mian curled the corners of her lips knowingly, and said softly, "Then what are you waiting for, go and get the wine."

Yan Wugui was stunned for a moment, then forced himself to turn around stiffly, and couldn't wait to fetch a full glass of Hebei wine.

In the quiet hall, there was only the soft sound of the beating candlelight, and the burning throbbing flowed into the limbs and bones.Sitting on the bedside, he handed the white jade cup to Jiang Mian, touching his fingertips, his heartbeat suddenly became very noisy.

At the same time, the outside of the hall was extremely lively.

The decent monks who originally wanted to run away quickly were fascinated by the craftsmanship of the chef in Tianxue City, and their hearts were extremely shaken.

They wanted to find this person to talk to and make friends with, but they found that this master chef was madly chasing a fat man who had just entered Jindan, crying and shouting to accept him as his personal heir, which aroused everyone's attention.

Not only that, Lord Mozun's blessing from heaven when he formed the bond also made Luo Yifan accidentally promoted to the fusion stage.He endured it for a long time, but he couldn't suppress his realm, so he flew to the back mountain to ride through the thunder disaster with great momentum.

And Ji Yuheng stood by obediently, wanting to help his wife protect the law.But a thousand-year-old tortoise whose lair had been overthrown by Yan Wugui rushed forward and knocked Ji Yuheng to the ground, biting his sleeve frantically and refusing to let go.

The guests who heard the movement and went to watch were greatly shocked.

Since when did the head of their comprehension world, who was so famous this year, actually live in the demon world with the patriarch of the Feng clan? !

This is not over yet, Zizai Immortal Venerable made the most noise.He didn't care about his face and status at all, he half-kneeled and hugged his bamboo spirit lover to examine carefully.That's right, in the eyes of others, it is a golden emerald jade bamboo pole.

As a result, he suddenly discovered that the apprentice's ass was suspected to have been gnawed by the iron-eating beast, and after a moment of slow choking, he actually started crying, which stunned the crowd.

And on Wuwang Peak, the great elder who raised his apprentice face to face was soaking in the pool of blood with two beautiful young men in his arms.She raised her eyes to appreciate the Zijin Thunder Tribulation piercing the sky, and let out a sigh of satisfaction.

"As expected of your lord...this is what the devil world should look like."

Yan Wugui didn't know that the loyalty of his family members to him suddenly increased by 100%.

He has been pushed down on the bed.

Jiang Mian was so beautiful tonight that his brain was burnt into a mess, and he was reluctant to resist.

Bewitched by Jiang Mian's gentle voice, he raised his hand to remove the pair of golden hairpins and phoenix crowns, kissed his black hair that was smelling of powder, and even took the initiative to lift the hem of the red skirt, and fastened his fair and beautiful ankle.

After completely losing vigilance, Yan Wugui was tortured terribly.

The layers of red skirts were tightly held in his hands, and the soft cloth was soaked with tears and sweat, dyed into crimson swirls that continued to spread outward.

Yan Wugui was almost out of breath, and was forced to say intermittently: "Don't dare to run away."

"I really...don't dare to run away."

Jiang Mian was so beautiful, but also so powerful that she had never seen before.

He didn't understand what Jiang Mian was talking about at all, he could only repeat obediently, and then he was given a little space to breathe.

Of course, Jiang Mian would not let Yan Wugui go easily, and let him curl up to rest for less than half a moment, then suddenly laughed lightly, coaxing him gently, and asked him to take out the jade hidden in the treasure house of the magic palace. Bodhi.

Ever since he was besieged by the Phoenix, Yan Wugui used his body to unleash that devastating sword... that body that was left unused could already become one with him.

Previously, Yan Wugui just pretended not to know, and had been deliberately avoiding this topic.

Because he still wants to stay here.

But now he had to do it, his red eyes were full of grievances, and his voice was hoarse: "I am not allowed to escape, and I am forced to ascend... What do you mean..."

Jiang Mian smiled and kissed his eyelashes, coaxing patiently: "My husband is so good."

Yan Wugui took a tight breath, pursed his lips and obeyed obediently.He summoned Yu Bodhi to enter his dantian, and his aura rose suddenly amidst the radiance, his body was filled with an unprecedented powerful pressure, and his trembling fingertips stopped.

In an instant, the sky above the Demon Realm was once again clouded.

But Jiang Mian gently pushed him back on the bed again.

"... Mianmian?"

"I'll help you to block it, the thunder calamity will only hit me, not you." Jiang Mian said with curved lips, her eyes covered by thick eyelashes were extraordinarily dark.

"Mianmian, you, what do you want to do..."

Yan Wugui spoke in a daze, but dared not refuse.

So what if the ascension is approaching?Wasn't Jiang Mian clenched his wrist tightly and pressed it against the head of the bed, making his heart palpitate and his legs weak, and he couldn't stop trembling.

Yan Wugui didn't know what he looked like now, let alone why Jiang Mian treated him like this.

The soft silver hair was moistly attached to the forehead, the thin lips were dyed red and beautiful with rouge, and even the tip of the nose was pink, but Jiang Mian could only hold Jiang Mian in the misty eyes.

How could Jiang Mian bear it?

He tried his best to restrain the urge to make people dizzy, and under the roar of thunder that was approaching fury, he firmly held the Demon Lord who was about to ascend, lowered his eyes and said softly: "Yan Wugui."

"...um." The low response was full of tears.

"You are not allowed to run again."

How dare Yan Wugui escape?

[Beep—leaving the small world, the countdown is 3, 2, 1. 】

Jiang Mian opened her eyes, stared at the familiar ceiling, and smiled softly as if waking up from a dream.

He was not in a hurry, he stood up unhurriedly, and looked up at the concealed door.

But after a while, light and slow footsteps came from outside the house, paused for a moment, and then sounded again hesitantly.

The door was carefully pushed open a small gap, and after a few seconds of silence, the gap continued to widen.

His dear team leader seemed to be afraid to go back to his home at this moment, clasped his hands on the side of the door frame, lowered his head, and hid half of his body behind the door.

He was completely gone from his usual calm and composed appearance.

The arc of Jiang Mian's lips gradually widened, but she didn't move. She just called softly, "Team leader."

The bony hand pressing on the door frame tightened visibly.

Jiang Mian raised her eyebrows slightly, and tried to say, "Come in."

Like a mechanical puppet, Yan Han followed the instructions sternly, and moved in slowly.

He stood at the door, his eyes lowered, not daring to look at Jiang Mian.The sharp jaw was tense, and it might be able to bluff many people as usual.But this time, his soft and neat black hair couldn't hide anything.

The tip of the ear was exposed to the slightly cool air, completely red.