Chapter 2866
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"Not bad, not bad. Brother-in-law and Uncle Yan are both not bad!"
Zhen Xiaoxiao let out a long sigh and was secretly happy for his sister.
The small disturbance was quickly suppressed by the Water Demon King's tyranny. The corpse was quickly dragged away by the servants, and the floor was cleaned without a trace. The hill at the foot of the pond became peaceful again, and the atmosphere was even more joyous than before. Even if they couldn't smile, the demon cultivators tried their best to squeeze out a warm smile on their faces.
The people sitting on the boat could already see the majestic bow of the maple boat slowly moving along the water toward the Fragrance Miao Pond.
The scaled man raised his head, and his emotions were complicated and indescribable.
"I'll be good to you."
He looked down and got rid of the green image that was still lingering in his heart.
Dong.
At this moment, he heard a soft sound.
The crimson maple boat had reached the shore!
The bride's maple boat was painted bright red. The boat was rippling in the water, and the veil on the boat was hazy. The jewels around the boat collided with each other, making a crisp sound.
When the main boat stopped, behind the crimson main boat, thousands of red maple boats rolled over, turning the entire river into a rainbow. It was majestic and colorful!
Behind the maple boats, countless winged demons of Black Moon Mountain were singing on the rocks. They were wearing red, orange, purple, yellow, and other colorful feathers. Their beautiful voices immediately brought the atmosphere into the atmosphere.
Wing … demons …
The throbbing that was buried in the deepest part of his heart was quietly awakened. The scaled man raised his head in a hurry, but he didn't find a single green figure among the thousands of red feathers. A trace of disappointment quietly crept into his eyes.
"Cough, cough!"
Seeing that his child was in a daze at an inappropriate time, the Water Demon King stood in the hill at the foot of the pond and coughed loudly. Only then did he pull the scaled man out of his daze. He walked up to the maple boat with heavy steps, stood in front of the curtain of the cabin, and slowly lifted the curtain …
At this moment, the bride on the boat should also gently put her hand in the palm of her future husband.
However, even though the curtain was drawn halfway, the person inside still did not move. It seemed that he was lost in thought and had forgotten the etiquette.
Zhen Xiaoxiao couldn't wait any longer. She had already spread out her Divine Sense and confirmed that the person sitting in the boat was Nocturne. Then she smiled and crossed her legs, whistling in satisfaction.
It was very interesting to see Third Brother-in-law's bitter expression.
Would this idiot fall into the water when he saw the "green-clothed girl from the Feather Tribe"?
And that Third Sister of his whose smile was uglier than her crying face, would she jump up in laughter later?
Hahahaha!
If that was the case, then this trip would definitely not be in vain, and it would be worth it!
But at this moment, an angry roar suddenly exploded in the air!
"Scale Armor, I challenge you! If you lose, you have to give me the bride! "
A dark shadow descended from the sky, suddenly breaking through the layers of formations of the Resplendent Miao Pond, and quickly … condensed into a dark demon wearing a black robe, whose entire body was covered in black mist!
Zhen Xiaoxiao's jaw dropped to the ground …
Even if she had been prepared for Scale Armor to run away, for Third Sister's cowardice, for the Feather Clan to help her get married, and for the terrifying underground miasma to attack again … She would never have thought that there would be such a melodramatic event today!
Hey, hey, hey!
Who are you, Dark Demon?
The Dark Demon Tribe was even more mysterious than the missing Earth Tribe. In the past 800 years, the Dark Demon Tribe had never appeared in the Water Sacrifice Festival! Now, who was the provocateur who was holding the long and thin black sword and trembling nervously?
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