Fast Through the Villain, Sweet and Wild

The news that the newly appointed **** emperor was about to marry the last nine-tailed golden phoenix in Wutonglin spread throughout the six realms overnight.

It coincided with the end of the battle between the gods and demons, as long as they were a little bit of identity, they received invitations to go to the wedding.

"This one is different from the previous one. It's tough. Fighting against someone in the Demon Realm is not something we can afford to offend."

"Our underworld has always had nothing to do with the gods, so we don't have to go?"

"We Demon King said, if anyone dares not to go, the Demon Sealing Tower will take care of him."

"Brother, our immortal emperor said the same."

"..."

The attitudes of the people in the six realms were different, and they all went to the **** realm with invitations the day before the wedding.

Although today's **** emperor is a half-devil with no identity, it is said that his strength is deeper than all the gods in the gods.

Can't afford to offend, can't afford to offend.

What's more, the one that the **** emperor wants to marry is the famous little ancestor of the six worlds.

What if the little ancestor is upset and brings her gluttonous beast to their turf to make trouble?

What they didn't expect was that they didn't see Rong Huang himself on the day of their wedding, and Feng Xi was dealing with them the whole time.

Feng Xi is notoriously ruthless when he is a god. Many people secretly call him "the **** of cold face".

Now that he has become a **** emperor, his status has improved more than a little, and he still has an indifferent expression.

Those who tried to force him to drink a pair of phoenix eyes with icy ball on Feng Xi, and then silently backed away while holding the wine glass.

During the dinner, Feng Xi's gaze swept across from somewhere, clearly catching a pair of faint blue eyes.

It seemed that the complex emotions in the eyes of those dark blue foxes were just illusions. When Feng Xi looked at it again, the person had disappeared.

When the time was almost up, Feng Xi decisively left thousands of guests and drove to Tianyuan Palace on the cloud.

Everyone watched the young **** emperor in a bright red wedding gown leave. They were slightly annoyed, but they could only keep smiling and continue to drink and chat with the people around them.

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The big red curtain woven by shark yarn fell down, obscuring the scene between the beds.

The silver hook on the drapery shook lightly, making a crisp sound.

Jiaojiao's timid groan faintly leaked from the gap between the tents.

The heavy, hoarse panting and the soft humming intertwined into an ambiguous melody.

Feng Xi picked the silver hair hanging in front of him behind him, and leaned down again, his dark eyes brewing possessiveness and passion.

On weekdays, the divine residence standing high above the clouds, between the beds, when facing the beloved little girl, is willing to catch the secular emotions and six desires.

Crazy for her, crazy for her.

Rong Huang kicked on her soft, thin legs, cleared her throat, and let Feng Xi wipe off the fine sweat from her forehead.

Feng Xi's hoarse voice was filled with lust, "You just said, did you dream of me dying for you again?"

Rong Huang's wet eyelashes trembled, and he snorted softly.

Feng Xi pushed hard, Rong Huang hooked Feng Xi's right leg and slid down, glaring at him, with a squishy light in his eyes, "Maybe we are the fate of heaven, you saved me in the last life."

Feng Xi curled his lips and smiled softly, and there was love between his delicate and moist eyebrows, without denying it.

"So you paid me for the rest of your life."

Rong Huang hugged Feng Xi's neck and kissed him, "Then you hurt me so much, listen to me obediently."

Feng Xi raised his eyebrows and stopped speaking.

Feng Xi replied in a deep voice when the crisp silver hook sound ceased.

"I am willing to paint the ground as a prison and be imprisoned by you."

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