Quick Travel: After dressing up as a villain, he is bound to the childbirth system

Chapter 703 Born with Sword Bones, Little Master Uncle x2 Paranoid Cultivation 46

Zhu Baishao couldn't see clearly what was happening outside because of the red veil, so the system created a small screen in her field of vision to broadcast the situation to her.

It was noisy and lively outside. Yin Wu Yue looked like a real mortal man today. He rode a pure black horse and wore an eye-catching red wedding gown to welcome his bride.

His slender eyebrows and handsome eyes make him look like a painting painted with thick ink, while his lips are the same red as his robe, making his skin look as white as frost and snow.

The whole person exuded a different kind of pride and high spirits than before.

"Miss!"

Yin Wu Yue smiled brightly. After he got off the horse, he strode into the house. When he saw Zhu Baishao, who was wearing a wedding dress and a red veil, the smile on the corners of his lips became even deeper. His indescribable good mood made him look very excited.

The last time he was so happy and joyful was when he killed his greatest enemy, broke through the realm, survived the thunder tribulation, and completely crushed the world of immortal cultivation with strength.

The girls surrounding Zhu Baishao were all made of spiritual energy. They were not fooled by Yin Wu Yue's appearance, and they were even bolder when they got together at this time and dared to tease him directly.

"Hehe, the boss hasn't even called his wife yet, right?"

"Why is the boss so impatient? Be careful, you won't be able to eat the hot tofu if you are impatient!"

Yin Wu Yue was not angry. He walked to Zhu Baishao with a smile, and childishly leaned his body and lowered his head, trying to peek at her from under the red veil.

Zhu Baishao noticed it and grabbed his sleeve to stop him from peeking.

Just kidding, even if two people have been to the bridal chamber many times, the feeling is still different from wearing wedding dresses.

Not to mention the sense of ceremony or anything.

Zhu Baishao still wanted to see herself in her wedding dress, and the scene of him lifting the red veil was completely imprinted in his mind. She didn't want him to see it now and destroy the expectation threshold that was slowly being raised.

Yin Wu Yue, who was blocked, coughed lightly, as if nothing had happened. He took Zhu Bai Shao's slender hand and said with a smile: "Do you want me to carry you to the sedan chair?"

The wolf-like scorching gaze seemed to penetrate the red veil and stare at her face.

Zhu Baishao blushed and said lightly, "...Don't mess around."

"Okay, no messing around."

Yin Wu Yue took her little hand, ignored the others' cheering, and kissed it on his lips. Then he knelt down in front of her, patted his shoulders, and said, "Come, I'll carry you."

Zhu Baishao pursed her lips and obediently lay on his back.

There was a little maid from Baoyue Tower holding a flower basket and scattering petals, which fluttered all over the place.

Just like that, amid the hustle and bustle of the outside world and the sound of firecrackers and gongs and drums, she was sent to the eight-man sedan chair that Yin Wu Yue had prepared long ago.

Because the wedding and the ceremony would take place in Baoyue Tower, Yin Wu Yue arranged for the wedding procession to circle the city.

Then the long red dragon passed through the main streets of the city amid the sound of joy, attracting countless onlookers.

Zhao Qing in the City Lord's Mansion vaguely heard the commotion outside. He put down his paintbrush, frowned, and asked the servant beside him, "What are you doing outside?"

The servant also had a smile on his face and answered respectfully: "Young Master, someone is getting married outside."

"Get married?"

Zhao Qing raised his eyebrows, and then his eyes changed. He couldn't help but wonder when he would be able to fulfill his wish and marry the fairy sister.

Thinking of this, he lowered his head to look at the picture of the beauty he had drawn.

Zhao Qing still didn't fully understand the composition of this illusion. He was afraid that the demon cultivator who pulled him in would discover the clues, so he didn't dare to draw it too similarly, let alone add facial features to the painting.

One can only get a glimpse of Zhu Baishao's shadow from her black hair, white clothes, and familiar hairstyle.

Zhao Qing nodded, "Let's go out and take a look."

Add some material to your dreams tonight.

He took his servant out and discovered how nice the weather was today. There was a colorful and dazzling mist in the sky, rolling and contrasting with the festive red color on the ground.

Zhao Qing narrowed his eyes.

When I walked out of the city lord's mansion and onto the street, I found that both sides of the street were crowded with people watching the fun. There were a lot of people holding wedding candies in their hands. They were all smiling and pointing at the long dragon-like dowry team, speaking with envy.

Is this the whole city out?

Who in the city can marry with such a grand ceremony?

Zhao Qing had an inexplicable bad premonition in his heart, and a sense of inexplicable irritation surged in his heart.

His eyes quickly focused on the back of the sedan chair carried by eight people, trying to see the bride inside through the sedan chair.

Unfortunately, in the illusion, he recovered his memory but not his strength. His eyes could not see through anything and his spiritual thoughts could not be emitted.

Zhao Qing couldn't help but follow the wedding procession, trying hard to squeeze forward in the crowded flow of people on both sides of the road.

And these people seemed to be against him. The more Zhao Qing wanted to catch up and get closer to the wedding procession, the more people stood in front of him, surrounding him from all sides and preventing him from moving.

His brows were already furrowed in the shape of a deep "川" character.

Zhao Qing's thoughts raced, and a bright light suddenly flashed through his mind. He paused completely, reached out and grabbed the servant who had been protecting him, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Whose family is getting married?"

The servant scratched his head and said, "I heard that he is the owner of Baoyue Tower."

"Baoyue Tower?"

Zhao Qing repeated it.

Seeing that he looked strange, the servant added cautiously, "Baoyue Tower is the largest brothel in the city."

"Borthel?"

Zhao Qing's expression became more sinister.

"It's... it's a brothel..."

Zhao Qing suddenly pushed the person in front of him desperately and rushed forward frantically. The fake gentle smile on his face was completely torn apart. His eyes were bloodshot and he looked extremely crazy.

This time, despite his recklessness and the curses from those people, Zhao Qing successfully squeezed out of the crowd and chased forward along the road covered with red petals.

There has never been a moment like this when he wanted power and didn't want to be a mortal.

Zhao Qing tried desperately to catch up with the wedding procession under the slightly strange looks of the people on both sides of the street, but encountered many problems along the way.

Either someone's mule got frightened and rushed out and hit him, or someone's second-floor window frame suddenly collapsed and fell directly on him.

Zhao Qing didn't care.

The more the illusion targeted him, the more it confirmed the outrageous guess in his mind - the person sitting in the sedan chair was Zhu Baishao!

In his previous life, he had no memories and just watched Zhu Baishao marry his fictional brother in the illusion, leaving an insurmountable gap between the two of them.

In this life, Zhao Qing doesn't want anything to happen again.

But no matter how hard he tried, he was always a hundred meters away from the wedding procession.

Riding on a black horse, the handsome Yin Wu Yue noticed something strange behind him and his eyes deepened.

He had completely forgotten about Zhao Qing.

I once thought about bringing them together, but even if I gave Zhao Qing the chance, he would be useless.

Things are different now. Yin Wu Yue also has a desire to monopolize Ming Yue, whom Zhao Qing loves.