Chapter 2828
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Entering the City (6)
A small carriage made of pure gold staggered to the gate of the Blue Wave City. After handing over the gold-stamped invitation letter to the solemn-looking guard, the people in the carriage stopped at the temporarily built station outside the city gate to rest. Only the young master of the Thorn Skin Monsters walked into the city on foot with their Starfish Princess.
After all, the Water Sacrifice Festival was attended by influential people.
Those servants with low bloodlines or weak demon aura were not qualified to witness the wedding ceremony of the Water Demon Prince with their own eyes!
Moreover, at the Water Sacrifice Festival, most of the powerful demons also had to choose a spouse to complete their marriage. This was a banquet for the nobles, so they couldn't be careless.
"Hey, it's strange. Don't you feel that the young master has suddenly become much taller and stronger?"
Looking at the burly (and swollen) back of the young master of the Thorn Skin Monsters, the attendants couldn't help but be stunned.
"Listening to what you said, it seems that it's true … It seems that the young master really lacks the moisture of love!"
Seeing the young master step into the city hand in hand with the beautiful female demon he met on the road, the Thorn Skin Monsters were even more moved to tears.
"Your … Your Highness, as you wish, I have taken you into the Blue Wave City. Now if there's nothing else, please allow me to take my leave."
The young master of the Thorn Skin Monsters didn't even dare to look up at the female demon. He stammered, but before he finished his words, he was about to run away.
"Wait!"
Seeing that the little fish that he had finally caught was about to leave, Zhen Xiaoxiao, who was wearing a thorny cloak, grabbed the neck of the young master of the Thorn Skin Monsters as fast as lightning.
"I want to eat, drink, and live well, but I don't have a follower, and I have no money."
Zhen Xiaoxiao was probably the only one in the whole Cruel Sun Demon Realm who could describe a robbery and kidnapping in such an elegant and refined way.
Hearing the words of the demon and looking at her shining eyes, the eyes of the young master of the Thorn Skin Monsters immediately turned into two blooming flowers …
"Help!
Mom, I want to go home! "
The Blue Wave City of the Water Race didn't occupy a large area, but it was specially prepared for the nobles of the demon race who came for the Water Sacrifice Festival, so the decorations were extremely luxurious.
The exquisite and delicate civilization of the Cruel Sun Demon Clan eight hundred years ago could no longer be seen in other places, but in the Blue Wave City that was imitating the ancient times, one could still vaguely see the prosperity of the past from the buildings and pavilions that were imitated by the later generations.
Dragging the crying Spiky Skin Goblin Young Master with one hand, Zhen Xiaoxiao leisurely strolled along the wide streets of Blue Wave City.
In this place, green grass was the road, the great dao producing many unknown small flowers. The demons would often form groups of three to five and stop.
No wonder the Night Vine Empress had agreed to this marriage even after her eldest daughter had been mercilessly devoured by the second scaly child.
Only a Water Spirit's ability could stimulate flowers and trees.
Although there were no more Wood Spirits like the Night Vine in the present world, there were still flowers and plants, especially in places where Water Demons lived. They were especially lush!
Plants.
It was the source of the world's Spiritual Qi and the source of vitality.
Although each Demon Race had their own way of survival, the lush flowers and plants could still evoke the longing and awe of the past hidden in the depths of everyone's heart.
The tall building was exquisite, and the complex structure seemed to contain some kind of Dao. Zhen Xiaoxiao was impressed at first glance. In front of the building that looked like a bird's nest.
It was not magnificent, but the more he looked at the seemingly messy lines, the more he felt that it was a complex formation.
It was said that eight hundred years ago, the Feather Race really had a great hall that reached into the sky. But what Zhen Xiaoxiao saw now was just a replica of the great hall of the past that was ten thousand times smaller.
(The following is a digression)
Good night, little cuties.
(End of this chapter)
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