A scream had been heard from the wedding room before, and even though the high priest and others were far away, they could still hear it clearly. They thought that the couple might have had a quarrel, and they couldn't help but feel a little worried.

But they didn't expect that after they arrived at Xiaoyaoju, they happened to see Shen Lang running out with the saint.

The sunlight at this time was so clear and beautiful, the gentle breeze was warm and the fragrance of flowers was intoxicating, and the men and women running in the wind were so intimate, even sweet.

"this..."

The high priest and others were completely stunned, thinking that the young man's affairs could not be mixed up, otherwise they would be afraid that something would happen again at this time.

"Hi! I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence!" Shen Lang, who was jogging, stopped and greeted everyone.

"Damn, why don't you put me down quickly." Leng Yanji glared at him, and the feeling of being held in front of someone else's arms seemed to make her feel a little embarrassed.

Shen Lang gently let go of her, Leng Yanji stood beside Shen Lang. The two of them reached out and pulled each other's hands with each other's fingers tightly.

This kind of behavior is somewhat suspicious of pretending to be intimate in front of others, but perhaps because the two of them had too honest conversations in the room before, there was less estrangement between them. Therefore, the so-called pretended intimacy at this time really seemed a little intimate.

"The Holy Son and the Holy Maiden couple are in the same heart, so we old guys are relieved." The old priest smiled.

The others also smiled with gratitude and blessing.

Leng Yanji didn't understand why the old people in the Demonic Way were so happy to see her union with Shen Lang. Could it be that the original purpose of marriage was not to let her look at Shen Lang so as to avoid this guy making trouble everywhere?

While he was puzzled, Leng Yanji wanted to ask something more. But Yinyue Shura suddenly said, "We all have something to do, and we will leave Buzhou Mountain today. I guess the Holy Son and the Holy Maiden should be going to see the Demon Lord at this time?"

Kuiwu Shura also said: "The Demon Lord is waiting for you in the former residence of Leng Jun at the foot of Buzhou Mountain. The Holy Son and the Holy Maiden should not waste time. Don't let the Demon Lord wait in a hurry."

Poeh Shura said, "It was Kuiwu and I who brought you to Buzhou Mountain at the beginning. We will take you out later. Go quickly, we will wait here."

A few words interrupted Leng Yanji's question. She did not continue to ask the question she wanted to ask, because in her opinion, these old people would not have any malice towards her. If they did not mention it on purpose, there must be some reasons that they could not mention.

So she nodded and held Shen Lang's hand and walked towards Buzhou Mountain.

Everyone looked at the departure's back, but smiled with relief.

"This is a great blessing for the devil's way!" said the high priest: "The Demon Lord has such a profound vision. In fact, if he said that Shen Lang is the most likely person in the history of the devil's way to reach the realm of the devil's god, this matter would definitely not be false."

"Yes! If the Holy Son and the Holy Maiden are in love, no matter whether a demon god or a female demon king appears in the Demonic Way, they will always be many times greater than before." Zixu Shura said: "But I still didn't expect that this kid would get together with the Holy Maiden so soon, and it seems that he and the Holy Maiden are really close."

"What's incredible about this?" Yin Yue Shura said: "Although he and the Saint were once enemies, there are many examples of mutual appreciation in the world. Besides, he already has demon bones and has a connection with the demon path. I'm afraid that he doesn't have much hostility to the demon path in his heart."

After saying these words, everyone looked at each other and did not say goodbye. However, they had a farewell that the green mountains remained unchanged and the green water flowed forever, and then they were destined to see each other again. Then they went their separate ways and flew to the vast sea and didn't know where to go...

Shen Lang and Leng Yanji arrived at the former residence of Leng Jun at the foot of Buzhou Mountain. The so-called former residence of Leng Jun is actually the former residence of Leng Shu, the eighth Demon Lord of the Demonic Path. To a certain extent, it can be regarded as Leng Yanji's ancestral house.

At this time, the nameless old demon was sitting on the eaves of the roof watching the sunrise and drinking. Since he had possessed the body of a magic weapon and was transformed into a human form by Kunlun immortal arts, he had especially loved drinking.

"It's just right." The old demon saw Shen Lang and Leng Yanji coming and couldn't help but smile: "Come here to have a few drinks with me."

Flying onto the roof, Shen Lang looked at the drunken eyes and couldn't help but say, "Did you drink so much wine just early in the morning?"

Shen Lang's words and deeds were very casual, because he had been with the old demon in the past.

But Leng Yanji, who has always been cold and arrogant, was a little restrained at this time. The restraint and nervousness were not just the tension of seeing the legendary ancestors. It was also because Shen Lang inherited the demon bones and was the closest junior of the Demon Lord. And she married Shen Lang, so she naturally felt nervous as if an ugly daughter-in-law was seeing her parents-in-law.

"Leng Yanji pays homage..." Leng Yanji lowered her body slightly, as if she wanted to salute, but when she said she was paying homage, she didn't know what title to call the nameless Demon Lord for a moment.

Before Leng Yanji could do something respectful to salute, the old demon waved her sleeve and stopped her movements, and asked for the old disrespectfully: "Hey, how about it? Did that guy serve you comfortably last night?"

Leng Yanji's little face turned red suddenly because she felt that the word "comfortable" might be a pun, implying whether it is comfortable for couples to sleep in the same bed and sleep in the same bed and the joy of fish and water.

Shen Lang, who has always been shameless, also blushed at this moment because he knew very well that the old demon finger was comfortable, and actually referring to the Haoran Yutian finger. This made him think of the massage of Leng Yanji's feet last night, and felt a little ashamed. He also cursed in his heart: What's wrong with this old demon teaching him, but he taught him such a strange move, which was like asking him to serve Leng Yanji specifically. I really don't know who this old guy is helping.

The old demon looked at the blushing look of the man and woman, but the disrespectful smile on his face was even brighter.

"Demon Lord..." Leng Yanji thought about it and still called the old demon the Demon Lord.

But the old demon looked at him and Shen Lang's intimate appearance, and seemed to be more pleasing to Leng Yanji. He squinted his eyes and smiled, "What else do you call the Demon Lord?"

"What should I call it?" Leng Yanji asked.

The old demon thought about it. As a guy who has been alive for 30,000 years, the old demon is so indifferent to the various names of the world. Strictly speaking, Shen Lang inherited his demon bones, and at least half of the demon blood flowed in his body. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is Shen Lang's reborn parent.

Then Leng Yanji naturally seemed to be his daughter-in-law.

But he was too lazy to recognize this kind of relationship related to blood. Instead, looking at the old yard that has been stormy for 20,000 or 30,000 years, he thought of many old stories that almost couldn't remember...
Chapter completed!