Her lips suddenly pressed tighter. Under the sudden invasion, Leng Yanji woke up from her shyness, with her beautiful eyes wide open, staring at Shen Lang tightly, as if threatening him.

Shen Lang looked back at her without any timidity, and the smile in his eyes was a bit bad.

Leng Yanji's eyes were filled with an endless hatred. She was as powerful as hers, so how could she have ever feared anyone?

As cold and arrogant as she was, how could she ever bow to others? Today she had already tolerated Shen Lang, but that guy was still trying harder?

Thinking of this, Leng Yanji did not retreat but advanced, and she boldly moved forward. Then she opened her teeth lightly, biting the fruit with a crack and biting Shen Lang's lips.

Shen Lang cried out in pain, and never expected that this little girl was so cruel, and she couldn't help but look at her with annoyance.

The guests did not know that in this short moment, the young couple had a psychological conflict. They just saw Shen Lang's bleeding lips and couldn't help laughing: "Groom, don't mind, our women in Buzhou Mountain are so unrestrained and have a bit of a stingy temper."

Leng Yanji chewed the fruit and swallowed it, then licked the blood on the corner of her mouth, and said innocently: "I was too nervous just now and accidentally hurt my husband. I am really embarrassed. I will serve you well at night and use this as a plea."

Her voice sounded very soft, as if it was apologetic. But Shen Lang clearly felt that Leng Yanji was just gritting her teeth and talking, afraid that she would be so angry that she would feel itchy when she was in her heart. And what she called serving or apologizing was definitely not that simple.

At this time, the high priest also announced directly: "The ceremony is over! Send it to the bridal chamber!"

According to the rules, after the gift is completed, the bride will not leave the room again on the happy day. However, the groom has to be much more free and has to drink with the guests and finally send the guests out.

So, Shen Lang didn't have to worry about what Leng Yanji would do to him for the time being, so he smiled proudly and said, "My wife, don't be sorry. I have worked hard all the way, so please go to the bridal chamber to rest first. When you see off the guests for your husband, I will come to accompany you."

Buzhou Mountain is hidden in a secluded place overseas. It has always been peaceful in the past and rarely has any major or happy events.

The devil's path has an extra holy son, which is a great joy. The holy son and the saint are married and love each other together is a joyful joy.

Therefore, there were many people attending the wedding banquet on this day, and no matter whether the high priest or many Shura were present, many people who were not involved in it wanted to come and enjoy the joy.

Fortunately, Xiaoyaoju's backyard is large enough to accommodate more than a thousand people. The tables and chairs were already arranged at the same time as the wedding ceremony, but almost no one dared to sit down at this time.

Because the Prophet High Priest and the most honorable guests such as Shura have not yet taken their seats, who dares to take their seats first?

However, since it is almost said, it is actually said that someone has already entered the seat.

It was a middle-aged man wearing a black uniform with sword-eyed eyebrows and starry eyes. At this time, the sun was warm at noon and the fragrance of flowers was rising. Although there was not enough time to put dishes on the table, there were three jars of old wine. The middle-aged man was extremely free and easy to bask in the sun, smelling the fragrance of flowers, and drinking wine.

Perhaps because of this person's extraordinary temperament, no one dared to chase him out for a moment. After the high priest and others came, they couldn't help but frown quietly, because they all felt that this person was a little jealous. They couldn't help but start thinking, why is this guy so brave?

At this moment, the middle-aged man raised his head and couldn't help but smile when he saw Shen Lang, "Come on! Come on! Boy Chen sits next to me and have a few drinks with me."

Shen Lang naturally knew who the middle-aged man was, so he naturally sat over and looked at the empty table and said, "I said, Senior Wuming, you are so good at drinking, you don't even have a dish, just drink so urgently."

"Stop sarcastic remarks? If you don't drink for ten thousand years, will you be greedy?" the middle-aged man cursed with a smile.

When the high priest and a group of Shura powerful men heard these conversations, they suddenly came to their senses. Looking at the cold face of the middle-aged man, they finally recognized the profound unrestrained intention in the stone statue and said in shock: "Demon...Demon Lord!"

This shock was really extraordinary, because the old demon at this moment was not a stone statue or a body of a holy demon weapon, but a living person who could laugh, speak, eat and drink! And he was a living person who was so young and did not look old at all!

What's going on?

Could it be that the Demon Lord has been resurrected?

Can the dead really be resurrected? Can the insurmountable threshold between heaven and earth really pass through?

When he was not resurrected, a shout of thunder could shake the Cave Void Realm! If he was really resurrected, how many people in the world would dare to compete with him?

The old demon smiled slightly, looked at the scared look of the guys and was in a very good mood. At the same time, he couldn't help but sigh at the magic of Kunlun Art again.

Many of the methods of the Demonic Way are indeed powerful, but there are many aspects that are indeed inferior to Kunlun Immortal Art. The body of the demonic weapon occupied by a wisp of residual soul can almost live like a normal person with the help of Kunlun Immortal Art.

So if one day, Shen Lang's cultivation level is higher and truly achieves the level of integration of immortals and demons, and passes the last threshold between heaven and earth. If Shen Lang helps him, will he really become a living person? At that time, he will have a real body to nurture his soul, and he will no longer have to work hard to preserve his soul power, nor will he have to be afraid of any yin and yang time. The world's greatness can be used everywhere, so wouldn't it be carefree and happy!

Thinking of these questions, he had spent nearly 30,000 years in the dark, and suddenly saw the dawn and was very happy. He also felt more and more that he had met Shen Lang, which was actually a kind of luck.

"Don't stand there! There are no demon lords, seniors, no high priests or holy sons, Shuras today. They all sit here and have a few drinks." The nameless old demon laughed.

"This..." The high priest, Kuiwu Shura and others were still a little hesitant.

However, when they saw Shen Lang and the old demon drank happily, they even called each other brothers, without any restraint at all, they gradually felt relieved.

The old demon was very happy. He kept drinking a big bowl during the meal. When the delicious food was served, he feasted regardless of his image. The smile on his face never disappeared for a moment.

If others didn't know about that kind of happy look, I would probably think that today was his happy day.

Shen Lang smiled much less, but he drank no less than the old demon, and even more than the old demon.

Because he was still thinking that the sun was setting and it would be dark soon. Leng Yanji was waiting for him in the wedding room, so how should he pass tonight?

As for the love and lingering things on the wedding night, he would definitely not do it. After all, he did not really like Leng Yanji. Moreover, even if he wanted to do it, Leng Yanji would probably kick him off the bed.

After all, the marriage between him and her is more of a battle with each other than a marriage.

Since it is a contest, the first battle in the wedding room is naturally the most important contest, which determines the future family status.

If he kneeled down the first night and was soft-willed at Leng Yanji, he could imagine that the woman would ride on his head and bully him every day in the future. Even if he followed Leng Yanji to the mainland in the future and participated in the Netherworld Fire Diamond, it would be difficult to get a trace of decision.

If he could use some methods to gain some advantage, Leng Yanji would probably be afraid of him, and at least he would not dare to provoke him easily in a short period of time, and his voice would be more powerful.

But, how can I gain the upper hand? It seems that I can't beat it. Can Haoran Yutian Finger really restrain her? After I practiced it for Mao, I think this kind of exercise is not too strong?

Shen Lang couldn't think of a good idea for a moment, so he had to drink. Because he wanted to make the cowards brave, he could drink more, and at least he could show more momentum, which would scare her even if he was scared.

Time passed slowly, and before he knew it, Shen Lang had drunk more than a dozen jars of wine alone, and even with his strong body, he felt a little dizzy at this time.

"Haha! I have seen the groom's generousness today." Kuai Shura opened another jar of wine and laughed: "I have never been convinced of anyone when drinking, today the Holy Son is counted as one!"

But Duo Eshura said, "You barbarian still drinks wine. Chunxiao is worth a thousand gold in one moment. Wouldn't it delay the good things for Xiaozi Shen tonight?"

Hearing this, everyone burst into laughter. But Shen Lang's smile was a little fake.

The nameless old demon knew what Shen Lang was thinking, and suddenly showed a strange smile and said to everyone: "The old demon wants to tell a joke, would you like to listen?"

"The Demon Lord is rare to be interested, of course we would like to hear it carefully!" Everyone said in unison.

"If it's not funny, please don't mind." The old demon said: "That's right, this happened in that era 30,000 years ago. At that time, the Temple of Haotian existed and was respected by thousands of ways. The goddess in the temple was even the most sacred and noble person on the continent. Her status was no less than that of the Demon Lord in the Demonic Way. Even under the praise of some charlatans, everyone respected her like a real god."

"One day, three temple guards in the temple got drunk, and then they had to compare who was more courageous."

"The first temple guard said that in the future, he dared to break the rule of five steps away from the temple, take one more step, and get one step closer to the goddess."

"The second temple guard scoffed and said disdainfully that he would dare to steal a goddess's close-fitting dress now."

Perhaps as a man in the devil, he was born with a strong interest in the rumors of blasphemy. So everyone couldn't help but ask, "Where is the last guard?"

The old demon laughed: "The last guard suddenly stood up."

At this moment, Shen Lang, who was already drunk, stood up from his seat, looked like he was 25 years old and said loudly: "Where is that woman? I'm going to get to her!"

The old demon laughed even more happily, pointed at Shen Lang and laughed: "Yes! That's what the third guard said! And your expression and tone are exactly the same as his!"

This joke itself is not ridiculous, but with Shen Lang's high cooperation, it made everyone laugh.

Because they all knew that the temple guards in the joke were definitely cowards who dared not approach the goddess.

Shen Lang must be a little afraid of the saint Leng Yanji. After all, his strength is far less than Leng Yanji. For any man, marrying a wife who is stronger than him is a headache, not to mention that wife is a witch with a bad temper.

Looking at someone with a headache is an interesting thing for the audience, and it is also a good joke, so this matter becomes even more interesting.

What’s even more interesting is that after Shen Lang said this, he really stood up and walked towards the wedding room with the courage of the drunkard.
Chapter completed!