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"Senior Sister Leng, come out and see."

From afar, Chu Yue's voice was heard.

Leng Qingshuang raised her eyelids in a daze, opened her thin lips slightly, and then slowly walked to the door of the reception hall to look up at mid-air.

Everyone in the room looked at each other in surprise when they heard the sound and followed Leng Qingshuang and looked out.

But I saw red silk coming from the sky, hanging down and being blown away by the wind, and three thousand red colors hung over the Imperial Army Division, adding a hint of warmth that was different from usual.

Chu Yue used up all the red silk in the Imperial Army Division just for the festive moment.

Then the sound of the dragon roar sounded.

As the sound came, she turned into a purple dragon and whistled by. She pulled a handful of Vermilion Bird's red feathers in the Yuanshen space to burn into fire. The auspicious dragon swung its tail and soared in the sky. She wrote a huge word "囍" with the fire of Vermilion Bird's feathers.

The purple dragon flew over the Imperial Army Department several times, leaving behind countless large and small red "四" with the squeak fur he pulled.

The "囍" in the sky emits a crystal clear purple light, and the rippling look like a flash in the pan makes people say it is amazing.

Then, Chu Yue transformed into a human and threw a fan of scales in the air. The original energy surged out, forming transparent covers, covering all the characters "囍" in order to temporarily seal them and disperse them less quickly.

Chu Yue pulled some ghost spirit from Xuanyuan Xiu and gave it to Yan Nanji, making the color of the corpse puppet no longer look dark and more vivid.

The old lady came with a pair of ebony plates with her hands, and two wedding robes were placed on the sandalwood.

Leng Qingshuang looked at the wedding robe dullly, and her faint white lips opened slightly.

"Qingshuang, I am Xiaoyue's grandmother, that is, your grandmother. This is the wedding dress that grandmother wore when she got married. After many years, grandmother has been kept by her in the storage space. If you don't dislike it, use this wedding dress." The lady said kindly and kindly.

"Don't dislike it, don't dislike it." Leng Qingshuang shook her head: "Qingshuang is too honorable, how can she dislike it?"

"It just so happens that today's reunion is also your day of great joy. Come and grandma dress up for you to see if the wedding dress fits well." The grandma smiled very much.

Leng Qingshuang looked at the old man in front of her, her cold fingertips trembled and trembled, and her eyes were so red.

She has never been loved by her loved ones.

The old brother and father only loved his later family and sister.

She thought she never longed for family affection.

And only then did she realize that she longed for a harmonious family and family.

"Okay, grandma." Leng Qingshuang forced a smile.

The lady looked at Leng Qingshuang with distress.

She handed the ebony plate to the maid beside her, took Leng Qingshuang's hand and walked to another room, and ordered the maid to send the groom's wedding dress to Chu Yue.

Chu Yue's spiritual sense brought the wedding costume into Shennong space, asking Xuanyuan Xiu and Rabo to help Yan Nanji put on the wedding costume.

Xuanyuan Xiu knew the importance of this matter, so he took the wedding dress and walked to Yan Nanji.

After a while.

Xuanyuan Xiu: "Little leaves can't be worn."

Chu Yue turned around and frowned, "Why can't you wear it?"

Xuanyuan Xiu shook his head, "It's too stiff to wear."

Chu Yue was quite confused. It is important to know that Yan Nanji was willing to protect her among the corpse puppets, which shows that the limbs of the corpse puppets are very flexible, not as stiff as ordinary corpses, so why can't they be worn?

She walked over and took the wedding dress and wanted to put it on Yan Nanji's body, but Yan Nanji's corpse was as angry as the wind, which expelled the bright wedding dress.

"Senior Brother Yan." Chu Yue understood, "You don't want to delay Senior Sister. You think you are dead or a fallen corpse puppet. You don't deserve Senior Sister Leng. You want other young talents in the world who are outstanding enough to wear wedding clothes to marry Senior Sister. But have you ever thought that no matter how many outstanding people there are in this world, they are not Yan Nanji who Leng Qingshuang wants to marry. No matter whether you are a lively and vital person or a corpse puppet, she just wants to marry you. As long as she can marry you, she will no longer have regrets. Senior Brother, be obedient, can we put on wedding clothes? Do you still owe her a marriage, have you forgotten?"

The lifeless corpse puppet was not seen at all, like a piece of wood or an ice sculpture, without any warmth.

But when Chu Yue put the corpse puppet on the wedding robe again, Yan Nanji no longer resisted.

Xuanyuan Xiu and ragged Yan Nanji's arm into the sleeve robe, one on the left and one on the right.

Xuanyuan Xiu said in surprise: "The arms are not as stiff as before."

The rag was confused, "Master, why do corpse puppets have consciousness? If they are conscious, why not speak?"

"He has no consciousness." Chu Yue closed her eyes, "but his feelings transcend the so-called consciousness."

Yan Nanji's feelings are fierce and hot, warming the cold frost like the sun. Even if he becomes a corpse puppet, his body will fulfill his mission of guarding, and even ignore Wei Meng's control.

"Senior Brother." Chu Yue tied the waist seal for Yan Nanji and hugged Yan Nanji's cold body, "Happy wedding."

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Above the eaves.

Ye Mohan said: "Blood Protector, go and get my emperor's piano."

"Okay." The Blood Protector twisted his butt and was about to leave. He quickly turned back to his original state and looked at Ye Mohan in confusion, "Your Highness, isn't Qin on your own?" Where did he go to get the Qin?

"So that's it." Ye Mohan nodded lightly, and with a long hand, he took out a blood-colored piano and placed it on his knees.

Blood Protector: "..." He seriously suspected that his highness had done so much to pretend to be handsome.

The sound of the piano suddenly rose.

Melodious and long, bringing joy.

Tu Weiwei and Xiao Li stood on the high wall with war drums, and beat the war drums.

The wedding of Leng Qingshuang did not have the noise of gongs and drums, nor did the joyful firecrackers, but there were the war drums of the Imperial Army and the piano sound of the sword emperor.

Seeing this, Mu Jingyun took out his own Xiao.

The sound of the piano sounds and sounds, and the joy of the newlyweds is played.

The war drums thundered into the depths of the soul.

Leng Qingfrost covered with red silk, and gently pulled the Grandma's hand and walked out.

The door of the courtyard outside the hall is half open, and a red figure stands at the end of the night and the wind.

Qin Tieniu saw Yan Nanji and bit his sleeve and a fierce man came to tears.

Although Yan Nanji's body is no longer dark and has a lot of vitality, it can still be seen at a glance that he is no longer the young man who was wearing a bright clothes and angry horse.

He is the corpse puppet of Dawn City.

He came from the void.

Chu Yue hid in the dark and tried her best to control Yan Nanji's corpse puppet.

She left the original energy and Shennong power on Yan Nanji's limbs and eight points to control Yan Nanji's movement.

The corpse puppet in the wedding robe walked slowly, although his movements were stiff, but he kept moving forward, gradually moving towards the bride and his junior sister whom he had been looking forward to for a long time.
Chapter completed!