MTL - Within Ten Meters, Fly In Situ-Chapter 128 "I'm here to steal the marriage."

The torn paper was ignited by the fire, and quickly dissipated into ashes before my eyes.

Nighthawk didn't understand why the master was angry for no reason, tilted his head, and let out a grunting sound from his throat, until someone approached, then flapped his wings and flew into the night.

The hall was empty and silent, and the sound of footsteps echoed in the night from far to near.

The fire swayed on the woman's thin gauze skirt, with a slender waist and a slim figure. A head of waist-length hair is tied into a cloud temple, dotted with a delicate bead flower hairpin. She bowed gracefully to Mo Hua, her voice was also gentle and sweet: "My lord, everything has been done according to your instructions."

Three days later is the big wedding.

It was said to be a wedding banquet, but it was actually a Hongmen banquet set up by Mo Hua and Xie Tingyun. To prevent accidents, Mo Hua specially ordered Changxi to summon all the subordinates outside, as long as Xie Tingyun dared to step into the demon world, he would not let him go out alive.

"Keep an eye on Yun Wan, don't let her run away."

That woman has a lot of tricks.

Coupled with the fact that there is an ancient artifact spirit as his servant, Mo Hua has to be more careful, even if he uses puppet control techniques on her, he must be careful in every way, and he must not be sloppy in the slightest.

Chang Xi gave a "hmm", then carefully raised her eyes to stare at him.

Sitting in the upper seat, Mo Hua looked cold and aloof, his eyes were indifferent, as always flirtatious and indifferent.

While watching in a daze, he suddenly looked over, his pupils were as calm as a quiet lake, and Chang Xi was startled immediately, and she hurriedly lowered her head.

Mo Hua was obviously impatient: "If there is nothing wrong, just step back."

Chang Xi pursed her lips, and Shi Shiran saluted.

Ever since she dug her spiritual root that day, Changxi has not fully recovered. Mo Hua knew the injuries and sufferings she had suffered, but his eyes were only dim, and he didn't even give her a spare glance.

She concealed the sourness gushing from the bottom of her heart, turned and left in silence.

**

The demon world has been covered by evil mist all year round, and the land outside the window is always endlessly dark and endless. Yun Wan only uses the mysterious spirit to tell the time. At about Chen's time, the door of the palace opened from the outside, and several maidservants walked in in two rows. Before Yun Wan could figure out the situation, a familiar figure appeared at the end.

Her expression changed suddenly, and she kept a distance from the visitor vigilantly.

Changxi raised her hand as a signal, and the maidservants immediately surrounded her.

Before the words could be spoken, two hands forcibly supported her arms, one left and one right, ignoring Yun Wan's struggle, and shackled her towards the layman.

Yun Wan finally remained calm: "Changxi, what are you going to do?"

Chang Xi didn't say anything, and only left her a thin back.

There were many ghosts outside the hall, and Gong Yu was hidden in a thick miasma. This was the first time Yun Wan showed her face since she was captured. The guards on both sides looked up curiously at her.

A thin layer of light shrouded Yun Wan's body.

Different from the darkness and gloomyness of the demon world, it is faint, clear, and crystal clear. This is the spiritual power that only ascetics can have.

Yun Wan didn't wear a spiritual seal, and wherever she passed, her spiritual power was everywhere.

If it wasn't for knowing that she was the future Demon Queen, the Demon Soldiers and Beastmen lurking underground would have devoured her long ago.

After passing through several winding corridors, Yun Wan was taken to Mu Pavilion.

There is a soup pond in the pavilion, filled with hot mist, the next moment, the servant girl started to pull the clothes on her body.

Yun Wan's heart tightened, she tightly guarded her neckline and did not let go, with a strong desire to resist.

Changxi, who had been silent all this time, frowned slightly, and finally opened her mouth: "If you are more obedient, you will suffer less."

Yunwan's strength tightened, and she couldn't help yelling: "Changxi, are you sick? Sending other women to your sweetheart?!"

I don't know which word of this sentence touched her, her eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes were calm, "I just follow orders. Wanwan..."

Yun Wan was full of disgust: "Don't call me Wanwan..."

Chang Xi was not annoyed, instead she smiled and approached a few steps, her fingernails slowly passing over her smooth chin. Her fingertips were cold, causing Yun Wan to tremble all over, her hairs stood on end, and goose bumps covered her body.

"You and Mozun are about to get married, so naturally you need to dress up well." She said with a smile, then lowered her voice, "Even if you don't show it to Mo Hua, you have to show it to Xie Tingyun, are you right?"

Yun Wan looked at her in disbelief.

Changxi smiled gently, and ordered to the maidservant: "Please wait for Fairy Yunwan to take off her clothes and take a bath, don't be negligent."

"yes."

Several people started at the same time, and it seemed that they wanted to be stripped by force.

Yun Wan slammed them away, no longer being stubborn, and stared back angrily: "No, I'll do it myself."

Without further ado, she took off her clothes and sank into the pool.

The warm and soft spiritual spring water wrapped every pore, making it comfortable. Yun Wan didn't dare to be careless, carefully observing their every move. The maids lowered their eyebrows and were pleasing to the eye, one spread flower petals in the water; the other smeared dew on her back, soon, her body was flooded with various fragrances, the tip of her nose was so sweet that it made Yun Wan sneez heavily.

Yun Wan originally had an extremely yin physique, and coupled with the coldness of the demon world, her aura clashed with it. Changxi was afraid that her health would affect her next plan, so she casually ignited all the candles in the Mu Pavilion, and then sprinkled them all over her body. With spiritual breath, the huge soup pool suddenly turned into a steam room, and she was so hot that her whole body was on fire.

Yun Wan couldn't help but sneer: "I see you cooked it well."

Chang Xi glanced at her, then flicked out the candles on the wall with a flick of her sleeve.

"Since ancient times, evil has never suppressed righteousness. If you help the tyrant in this way, you will not get any good in the end."

Chang Xi remained silent.

Yun Wan pretended to be natural and persuaded: "Instead of following Mo Hua to seek the world's hatred; it's better to go back to the Kunlun School and continue to be your elder sister whom everyone loves." After saying this, Yun Wan observed Chang Xi calmly. complexion.

Her eyelashes were drooping, the water mist was diffuse, and her facial features were hazy and unrecognizable.

Yun Wan originally thought that Chang Xi would not be able to talk to her, but she never expected to hear her low voice: "I want to follow him and make the world hate me."

Yun Wanwu was stunned for a moment.

Chang Xi knew she was out of control, so don't look at her again at first.

How could she not know what she was doing, how could she not know that Mo Hua just regarded her as a dispensable tool. She knew it well, but she was happy to be used by him.

Recalling the past, Changxi was only a six-year-old child.

Due to an accidental relationship with Xue Bodhi, he became the target of public criticism. The ignorant civilians regard her as ominous; the monks who follow the Tao are even more deliberate. In the end, her parents sold her to the evil way for fifty taels of silver, making her the medicine storehouse of the entire small mountain gate.

She was too young then.

It is so small that it is difficult for one's own blood to support Blood Bodhi, let alone these people asking for it day after day.

Changxi is like a well. In the end, the well is drained dry, leaving only a dry and fragile body.

I only remember the deep snow that night.

Mo Hua came forward alone with a long sword in hand, killed more than a hundred disciples of the small mountain gate, and burned the entire mountain with a firework.

Chang Xi thought she was doomed, but never thought that he would wrap her in his arms and walk away step by step under the snow marks.

Ever since she was bound and bound by the blood bodhi, even her mother hadn't hugged her again.

He taught her to write and read; he taught her how the five elements work, how the heavens and the earth move, and occasionally takes her to the city of the world to watch lantern festivals and fly kites.

The ascetic's childhood was short, but that became her happiest and carefree time.

Later, even if Mo Hua ordered her to sneak into the Kunlun School, she went there without hesitation; Mo Hua asked her to seduce Xie Tingyun, and she followed suit. Now that Mohua wants to make Yunwan his concubine, she will naturally do so.

Her life was given by Mo Hua.

If he wants to practice Taoism, she will save the world; if he wants to follow the devil, she will become a Shura. It doesn't matter how Mohua treats her, he just wants to follow him.

"Okay, let's dress up Fairy Yunwan." Changxi walked out of the memories of the past with her eyelids drooping, and ordered coldly to the people behind her.

Changxi is determined to follow a dark road to the end.

Different ways do not conspire with each other, and she is too lazy to talk too much, just like a puppet, let the maidservants toss.

Time flies by, from makeup to clothing, everything is meticulous.

About a few hours later, when Yun Wan was dizzy and drowsy, she heard the maidservant respectfully say, "Lord Changxi, it's alright."

- that's it.

Yunwan shuddered and woke up instantly.

There was no sound from all around, and several pairs of eyes were firmly glued to her body, and the maidservants even breathed a lot easier.

In front of her stood a shimmering water mirror, in which her figure was clearly reflected.

The black and purple wedding dress was graceful and luxurious, with fine and delicate dark patterns on the hem. With black hair and cloudy temples, Huo Guan makeup, a drop of peach red flower tin is applied between the eyebrows, and the smoke is shining, making the already bright eyebrows and eyes even more blazing.

She stood there motionless, brilliant and brilliant, and the hall was ablaze with shock. Even Changxi, known as the "Goddess of Kunlun", became overshadowed by her.

—The concubine and the goddess are nothing more than that.

The maidservants stared at her in a daze, not daring to blink, let alone speak, for fear of offending the future queen.

Everyone once wondered how a little monk could replace Chang Xi in the eyes of the Demon Lord; from this point of view, they were a match made in heaven.

"The auspicious time has come. If Lord Changxi is ready, please take Fairy Yunwan to the main hall as soon as possible."

Urged by magic soldiers outside the door, Changxi raised her hand to straighten the tassel curtain for Yunwan, and whispered: "Let's go." She smiled, "Queen."

Yun Wan's expression suddenly changed.

Xu Shi felt her treasonous intent, the puppet thread wrapped around her heart tightened, her body walked forward uncontrollably, she couldn't even make a sound from her throat, her whole body was stiff, and she followed step by step. Changxi went to the main hall of the magic capital.

In the main hall, all the ministers kowtowed.

Not only people from the Demon Realm came, but also a group of youngsters headed by Wu Jizun.

Seeing her coming in, all the people present were shocked, and countless eyes followed her figure.

Standing among ten thousand people, Mo Hua looked at him high and high, and filled the entire hall with a thick devil's breath, suppressing everyone's breath under his aura.

Wearing a wedding gown of the same color, he slowly stretched out his hand towards Yunwan.

Yun Wan hated it, and stubbornly resisted the puppet thread in her body, but the more she struggled, the tighter the puppet thread tightened.

She could only watch helplessly as she and Mo Hua got closer and closer, and finally stretched out her hand, putting the plain white fingertips into his palm little by little.

Her hands are small, white and slender, and her nails are covered with thin red Kodan.

Just as the two hands were about to clasp, a beam of sword energy rushed over, only to hear two loud bangs, and the two guards were thrown a few feet by the sword energy, and their huge bodies overturned the people in the hall heavily. On the tall pillar.

The demon soldiers were shattered to pieces, and the **** smell filled the hall. The original peaceful atmosphere was instantly broken by this sudden change.

Mo Hua's palm froze, and he stared at the palace gate.

The guards who didn't know the truth surrounded the surrounding area and raised their knives: "Who dares to make a mistake?!"

Yun Wan couldn't move, only heard a familiar voice behind her—

"Thank you Tingyun." His voice was cold and calm, "I'm here to **** the marriage."