Chapter 338: Flower wedding? Attend the wedding? (two-in-one)
"Xunjiang, when you get to the palace, don't be too restrained. Treat it as your own home.
Come, try that, those Dublin prawns, very smoked fish..."
In the evening, at Cecilia's place, I warmly invited Dong Zhongchuan Yongzheng to have dinner with her. It was a Western-style candlelight dinner.
I have to say, the scene of two elegant and noble beauties having a candlelight dinner together is so beautiful!
During dinner, Cecilia seemed extremely enthusiastic and kept introducing dishes to Nakagawa.
"Xiaojiang, do I know which dish I should try the most when I come to Britain?"
"Hey, tell me, it's the Scottish round-faced chicken stew!"
"What? What did I say about the round-faced fat chicken? It's a kind of short-legged chicken that eats meat. It's one of their palace dishes. It's very delicious. Come and try it..."
Faced with Cecilia's enthusiasm, Nakagawa Yung felt a little uncomfortable.
It would be fine if Noumei-chan was so enthusiastic, but Cecilia was different.
After all, she believed that her relationship with Cecilia was not as good as "good sisters" like No and Liu Mei.
Since they are not good sisters, why are they so enthusiastic?
Is it just out of politeness?
If he had not come to Britain before, Zhongchuan Yong might have thought so.
But after she learned that the British princess was not a thief, and even discovered contraceptive pills just now, she didn't think so.
That British princess must have some agenda...
While Nakagawa showed a false smile and dealt with Cecilia, was he thinking about what exactly Cecilia wanted to do?
Did she want to please him and make him approve of her pursuit of Haoren?
Humph, wishful thinking!
I want to know, if Mingguang had only one master, it would have prevented her very strong competition, and if the two of them had been involved in Haoren before, they would have been like this.
There was a Xue Ji who seemed to misunderstand Haoren's closeness and had to guard against it...
As for studying in the United States...well, you can ignore it for the time being!
In short, Haoren already has enough women. If more people can't get involved, wouldn't they be seeking death?
So, don't let that sneaky cat succeed no matter what you say.
While Nakagawa was thinking this silently, he and Cecilia were making excuses.
The two of them laughed constantly, and seemed to be having a good time, until Winnie, who was waiting on the side to add dishes and pour wine, sighed secretly.
"Oh, how can the Princess Palace Master successfully implement her plan to take revenge on the fox demon? She endures all the hardships and hardships. Not only does she forcefully smile in front of the fox demon, but she also asks for such a woman to please the fox demon. Isn't it really too humiliating..."
Winnie secretly felt sorry for her princess.
Could it be that she had no better way and could just silently cooperate with her princess's plan?
After thinking about it, she carefully added a glass of wine to Zhongchuan Yong.
"Miss Xun, try their blueberry wine, a specialty of Britain. It's sweet, fragrant, and very delicious..."
"Thanks!"
"Come on, Yung-chan, he's going to give me a toast and welcome me to their Britain!"
Seeing Winnie's cooperation, Cecilia was naturally happy. She even raised her glass and had a drink with Zhongchuan Yu.
The fact is that both women had their own guesses about Cecilia's enthusiasm, but none of them were wrong.
because……
Tsk, I almost forgot that Nakagawa Yuya is a fox demon woman!
Although Ru Ming's plan went well, it would be difficult to convince Wei Ni to sleep with him.
In this case, it would be better to prepare a way out.
Therefore, we must establish a good relationship with Zhongchuan Yong. If Wei Ni’s persuasion fails, we can probably work with Zhongchuan Yong...
Cecilia was thinking about it and started to think about it again.
The tall and handsome figure of the fox demon suddenly appeared in my mind, and I saw that he was holding an Eastern beauty with his left leg, and a Western beauty with his right leg. Both women were not stunning in the world, but they were different because of the differences between Eastern and Western races.
Each has its own style...
Then, under the coercion and inducement of the fox demon, the Eastern beauty took advantage of her first, while the Western beauty deliberately lied in front of the Eastern beauty.
The two stood shoulder to shoulder, mouth to mouth, forming a hamburger on top of each other.
Just waiting for the fox demon to come and pick...
Ah, what a wicked fox demon!
Isn’t it too evil!
Thinking of being high and happy, Cecilia straightened her long legs and curled her toes slightly, but Zhongchuan Yun didn't notice anything strange.
"Princess Cecilia, my face seems a little red, are you okay?"
"Ah, it's okay...it's too hot!"
Just like that, a candlelight dinner ended with the laughter of the three women, each with different thoughts.
"Xiaojiang, don't be too nervous before the exam. Take some time to relax during the three days, eat well and have fun!"
After dinner, Cecilia bid farewell to Zhongchuan and arrived at the entrance of the palace.
When parting, she seemed to suddenly remember something, pulled Zhongchuan's leg and said with a smile:
"Wrong. Two days later, their royal family will have a big happy event. The palace paladin captain Parsha will marry Miss Leila. Their wedding banquet will happen to be at noon that day.
At that time, he will go to watch the ceremony on behalf of his father. If nothing happens, please ask Hao Renjun to come with him to see if their wedding in Western Europe is different from the one in our island country!
Hehe, Miss Leila will be a bride by then, and she will wear a pure red wedding dress. Bride, wedding dress, in the words of our island country, it will be a 'flower wedding'..."
"Wedding banquet? Flower wedding? Hmm...Okay, he will go and have a look when he has time..."
A girl in love naturally has a longing and curious attitude when it comes to marriage, wedding dresses, etc. So Zhongchuan Yong hesitated for a while, thinking that nothing happened that day, and quickly agreed to Donglai.
But when the two of them said goodbye to each other and Zhongchuan Yong was about to leave the palace, there was suddenly a violent roar outside the palace gate.
Boom——!
A building not far away collapsed suddenly, and a crack that was more than ten meters wide opened across it. Like the judgment sickle swung by the judge of hell, the entire road was split into two with a roar.
A large amount of light and heat burst out of the ground like lava erupting, and like a bomb containing terrifying amounts of energy suddenly exploded, releasing a terrifying amount of pure golden energy.
A dazzling golden light rose into the sky, and the accompanying powerful spiritual energy fluctuations were like a tsunami, raging wantonly.
"What happened there?"
"Golden? Wait...is that aura?"
The sudden change naturally alarmed Zhongchuan Yong and Cecilia.
And Cecilia even felt a familiar aura, clearly the aura of the Holy Sword, or the Holy Sword she once used.
"what happened?"
"There are assassins to protect the palace!"
Such a big movement not only attracted the attention of Cecilia and Nakagawa Yong, but also alerted the attention of the palace guards and the royal high-legs hidden in the palace.
Soon, a group of palace guards, led by a saint-level high-legged man, quickly dispatched and surrounded the scene of the incident.
However, by that time the golden light had completely dissipated, and the fluctuations in spiritual power had also disappeared.
The scene of the incident was a mess, but except for a charred corpse, there was no trace of another person.
…
"Princess Cecilia, what do I ask for?"
Outside the palace gate, Zhongchuan Zong stretched out his legs to stop Cecilia, who seemed to be planning to observe.
Although I don't know what happened, with such a huge fluctuation in spiritual energy, the front must be very dangerous.
The cat that steals fish is the cat that steals fish, and the competition for the wrong leg is the competition for the wrong leg. After all, Nakagawa Yu is a noble witch and does not want Cecilia to be in danger.
"Put your legs, Xunjiang, that is the Holy Sword, the breath of the Holy Sword..."
"Holy Sword?" Zhongchuan Yu was puzzled.
"The Holy Sword is not Merlin..."
Just when Cecilia was about to say whether it was Haoren's holy sword, suddenly, an arm was put on her shoulder.
"Cecilia, it's very dangerous over there, so I won't go there!"
A familiar voice came from behind, making the two women slightly stunned.
"Haoren?!"
Turning around, the two women discovered that Haoren had appeared behind them at some point.
…
"Did I really do it just now?"
"Wrong, if you want to avoid trouble, please don't tell those guards the reason and details. He will talk to me later. I'll go back first. He will escort Xunjiang away..."
A quarter of an hour later, after a brief chat with Cecilia, Hao Renque sent her back.
"Haoren, what happened just now?"
After Cecilia left, Zhongchuan couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked.
"He just killed a person who was watching me at the gate of the palace. His strength is not weaker than mine. He seems to be a quasi-spiritual general with high legs?"
"General Zhao Ling? Why does he want to monitor him?"
"That matter is a long story, let's talk about it when we get back..."
"good!"
Seeing Haoren's serious face, Zhongchuan Yong nodded obediently and didn't ask any more questions.
"That's wrong. I have been with Dong for three days. I beg you to stay by his side every step of the way..."
As Haoren spoke, he hugged Zhongchuan Yu forcefully and said in an unquestionable tone.
Zhongchuan Yong's expression was slightly dazed, as if he was shocked by Haoren's sudden domineering behavior.
"Well~just listen to me..."
After a while, she lowered her head, pressed her face against Haoren's chest, and responded softly.
Then she seemed to remember something and added another sentence.
"Wrong, Haoren, Cecilia invited him to attend a wedding two days later. He wanted to go and see it, but he declined..."
"Wedding? It's okay, he will go with me!"
After saying that, Haoren's body lit up with silver light, and as the silver light flickered, the two figures disappeared in an instant.
…
At night, an ancient alien temple stands on the desolate and dilapidated land.
The lonely moon, black clouds, and howling wind, this is a wilderness that is different from human metropolises.
In other words, in the modern human society, it is difficult to see such a wilderness.
It is only in the Demon Rift or forbidden places that such a large area of wasteland appears.
An unusually tall and muscular figure dressed in a black robe and a black hood covering his face crossed the desolate wilderness and arrived at the ancient temple located in the center of the wilderness.
The walls of the dark and lightless temple are inlaid with broken and twisted sculptures of gods, like a group of jubilant demons in hell. The wind blowing in the corridor of the temple is like a ghost crying.
At the end of the darkness, there is a huge silver cross, and on the cross stands a strange and twisted sarcophagus.
The sarcophagus is simple and old, with many strange patterns carved on it. It looks very old, but there is no dust on the inside.
There are many gorgeous ornaments around the sarcophagus, including many jewelry necklaces, including a gorgeous silver leg bracelet.
The man in black robe came all the way to the sarcophagus, stretched out his legs and gently clicked the sarcophagus.
Thump thump thump——!
"No, Boris, Lady Lilith, he brought the latest news."
After a crisp clicking sound, the lid of the sarcophagus began to move slowly with a roar and gradually opened.
As the sarcophagus opened, a burst of blood-red smoke floated out from outside the coffin, and then a delicate jade arm like a lotus root slowly stretched out from the sarcophagus, and ten crystal clear jade fingers looked like works of art.
Shaking...
Then, a tall figure quickly appeared from the sarcophagus.
That's a woman wearing a black dress.
The woman has a small goat horn on her head, and long blood-red hair falling down her shoulders. Her red hair is like the blazing sun, her long and thick eyelashes, her charming facial features, and her delicate and beautiful facial contours as if from the past.
As if stepping out of the painting wall, there is a layer of dark, hazy color.
Such a stunning beauty would be considered a beauty and a disaster in any country.
However, if there are no Western European magic masters here, if you look closely, you can find that the woman's face is pale, her lips are as red as blood, and her straight nose is breathless.
He is clearly not a human being, much like the famous Vampires in Western Europe, but the Vampires don't have goat horns on their heads.
In other words, it should be a hybrid monster.
After the red-haired woman appeared, the man in black robe had seen the woman's appearance several times, and he was stunned at that moment.
The woman stood there quietly without showing any expression, but her pretty face seemed to have a kind of enchantment and charm that moved people's hearts.
Her figure is weak, like the wind supporting a weak willow, indescribably charming and gentle.
Her beautiful body was half-covered and half-exposed in her evening gown, which made her shy and charming, fragrant and tender.
Strong desire washed over the black-robed man's reason, and the urge to pounce on him and ravage him was as surging as the tide.
In an instant, the man in black robe's muscles tensed up, and his blood seemed to be boiling.
Oops, no charm!
The man in black robe was startled, but it was too late to react. He felt his head was dizzy, and his spirit seemed to have collapsed.
However, just when he was about to lose his mind completely, a charming smile sounded out of thin air, finally making him wake up.
"Grrrr~ Boris, am I always so unruly? If you don't give me a long memory, I won't be able to remember his rules!"
When he came back to his senses, the man in black robe was lying on his back, revealing the huge wolf head in the hood.
It is a monster with a wolf head and body, also known as a werewolf in Western Europe.
Before the werewolf Boris could shut up, he felt a heartbreaking pain coming from his huge wolf face.
Only then did he realize that at some point, the sharp heel of Gauguin's shoe had trampled hard on his wolf face.
There seemed to be some blood-red smell attached to the heels of the high-heeled shoes, which made Boris instantly let out a scream.
"Ah! Spare me, Lady Lilith, spare him!"
However, the red-haired woman turned a deaf ear to it. After trampling it with her high heels, she raised her jade-like little feet with satisfaction.
Immediately, she hugged her plump breasts with her legs, leaned against the sarcophagus, and chuckled:
"Tell me, what's the new news?"
After being tortured, the werewolf who had lost half of his hair seemed to be a little scared. He covered his face and knelt down on the ground. Although his body was unusually tall, he did not dare to stand up, so he said cautiously: