Desperate Love: Rebirth of the Demon King

After Ji Zhang left, Hu Xiu always felt uneasy, so he decided to visit the Crescent Moon Imperial City himself.

Feather Mist City...

Ming Changyi and Yuan Ze pieced together their information and were able to roughly figure out the location of the demon king. The only difference from Hu Xiu was that they didn't know who the high priest of Xinyue was.

Sang Zi returned to the Crescent Moon Imperial City and continued to monitor the Priest's Mansion, but he did not dare to get too close.

Since many of Xiao Yu's men were killed by the Immortal Sect, the other demons hiding in Hanyu City did not dare to commit crimes and fled back to the demon world or hid.

Hanyu City suddenly became much safer, but the frightened people still dared not go out, and the people from the City Defense Department continued to maintain the safety of the city.

The disciples of Yunji Villa also returned to Xinyue under the leadership of Zhou Ze to continue their next stage of practice.

June 15th, before the summer solstice, Lan Moqiu chose this day to marry Yu Xiaobai.

When this news came out, many people went crazy for a while.

The people of the Crescent Moon Kingdom all felt that the high priest had ruined his six generations of wisdom by doing such a thing at his old age.

Zi Yan and Jin Xuan also couldn't understand why Yu Xiaobai, a young girl in her teens, wanted to marry a high priest who was hundreds of years old.

Sa Yulong went crazy. He swung a sword, stole Sa Hun's immortal chains and some spiritual weapons, and rushed to the New Moon Imperial City.

On the bank of the river opposite the Lan Mansion, Taibu Xingjun, who looked like he was watching a show, sat on the ground, stroking his beard and eating some melon seeds in his hand.

Not far from him, Helan Ruofeng stared at the vermilion gate of the Priest's Mansion with lifeless eyes.

Ever since Yu Xiaobai followed Lan Moqiu that day, he quietly returned to his room in the inn and slept soundly. He didn't cry or make a fuss, and stayed quiet, not eating or drinking for seven or eight days.

This was the first time that Taibu Xingjun encountered such a situation. He said all kinds of nice things to him, but Helan Ruofeng acted as if he didn't hear anything. He looked like he was dying and ignored him.

Taibu Xingjun was at a loss, so he thought of bringing the person over directly and letting him witness with his own eyes that little bitch Yu Xiaobai getting married to someone else, and he would finally give up.

Helan Ruofeng came and sat by the river, still watching without eating or drinking, and without saying a word.

As an old immortal who had lived for tens of thousands of years, Taibu Xingjun naturally had a way to ensure that he would not die. He fed all the life-extending elixirs he got from Bai Qiyang to his apprentice.

Long Xiao opened the door and saw the person opposite. He stepped forward and greeted him, "Mr. Helan, are you here to attend my master's wedding? Do you want to stay in the guest room first?"

"You don't have to worry about him. Let's talk about it in a few days. However, young master, can you help me get some delicious food?" Taibu Xingjun looked amiable and begged Long Xiao.

"Okay, old Taoist priest, please wait a moment." Seeing that Taibu Xingjun looked very amiable, Long Xiao readily agreed to help him prepare snacks.

Taibu Xingjun never expected that Long Xiao not only brought him food and drinks, but also considerately brought him tables, chairs and benches, and set up a temporary wooden shed for shade.

Taibu Xingjun was lying on a chair leisurely eating, occasionally glancing at his dazed disciple beside him, shaking his head in confusion.

In the attic not far away, Ji Zhang was also watching this scene quietly. He was carrying a fresh piece of Broken Breath Wood. This method was told to him by Ji Wu.

The Breath-Breaking Wood can effectively conceal the aura of demons, making it difficult for people in the immortal sect to discover their identities.

In this way, on the 15th day of June, maids and old women began to hang up lanterns and decorations and paste wedding couplets at the gate of the priest's mansion early in the morning.

They came in and out, all with undisguised joy on their faces.

Zi Yan asked Jin Xuan for a day off, saying that she wanted to accompany her good friend who was getting married, and Jin Xuan agreed.

He teased Zi Yan, "Today you go out to accompany her to get married, when will it be her turn to come in and accompany you to get married?"

"Your Majesty, please stop joking. It will be too late if you don't go out now." Zi Yan smiled implicitly and did not directly answer Jin Xuan's question.

"I won't joke with you anymore. You should go out early. I'll ask Zhao Yu to accompany me later." Seeing that Zi Yan was shy, Jin Xuan stopped talking to her.

When Zi Yan arrived at the entrance of the priest's house, she noticed Helan Ruofeng. Seeing that his eyes were dull and lifeless, she couldn't help feeling sad.

She knew that Helan Ruofeng had liked Xue'er before, and because it was destined to be fruitless, she decisively distanced herself from him. Now that he cherished Xiaoyu so much, Xiaoyu insisted on marrying the high priest for some reason.

It looks like he's going to be injured again, and this time the injury will probably be very serious and difficult to recover from.

Zi Yan went straight into the priest's house, and Yu Xiaobai was pressed on a chair by Qiuyue and Dong Ning to be dressed up.

Although she had been very straightforward when she agreed to Lan Moqiu's proposal, when the wedding day really came, Yu Xiaobai felt uneasy and indescribably strange and uncomfortable in her heart.

He recalled what Lan Moqiu had said to him: "After we get married, you can announce to the public that you and I are practicing together. You have my cultivation level, so you can share life with me and keep your youthful appearance forever. This way, no one will doubt your identity anymore."

It turned out that Lan Moqiu married her to help her hide her identity. However, when he said he wanted to practice dual cultivation with her, Yu Xiaobai immediately imagined a lot of Lan Moqiu's... various scenes of her.

“I can’t think about it, I can’t think about it. Go away, all the monsters and demons. Go away, all the monsters and demons…” Yu Xiaobai quickly recited the meditation mantra she created.

"Xiao Yu..." When Zi Yan entered the room, she saw her frowning and talking to herself.

"Ah... Zi Yan is here?" Yu Xiaobai felt a lot more relaxed when he saw Zi Yan.

"I specially asked for a day off from His Majesty today to come and accompany you. You are my only friend. How can I be absent when my good friend gets married?" Zi Yan hurriedly stepped forward and took her aside to look at her carefully.

Yu Xiaobai wore a bright red wedding gown, the silk brocade was embroidered with golden patterns, the sleeves were embroidered with delicate auspicious cloud patterns, and the back was embroidered with a dark pattern of flowers.

She had a complicated bun on her head, which was studded with a set of head ornaments made of oriental pearls of different sizes. The oriental pearls gave off a unique luster, which made her face look flawless and fair.

The pearls on her head were swaying. Yu Xiaobai thought it was beautiful, but she couldn't move her head freely and her neck was very uncomfortable.

"Xiao Yu, you look so beautiful dressed like this, like a bride." Zi Yan praised her sincerely.

"I am the bride! Zi Yan, you will be even more beautiful when you get married. I am marrying Lan Moqiu, and he is no longer the high priest, but just an ordinary person. When you get married in the future, it will be the standard of the queen, from clothing to headdresses and shoes, it will definitely be the most luxurious and exquisite."

Yu Xiaobai was telling the truth. For an ordinary woman to marry the queen of a foreign country is a world of difference and cannot be compared.

"Xiao Yu, you are making fun of me again. His Majesty and I haven't decided when to hold the wedding." Zi Yan said, and suddenly her face turned red with embarrassment.

"It will be soon. As long as you nod, I believe His Majesty will be happy." Yu Xiaobai looked at Zi Yan and said seriously.

The two of them were destined to be together, and getting married was a matter of time.

"Don't talk about me. You are the bride today. You must dress up well and be the most beautiful bride." Zi Yan said as she picked up another Dongzhu on the table and put it on Yu Xiaobai's head.

"Thank you!" Yu Xiaobai looked at himself in the mirror, unable to tell whether he was happy or nervous.

She is not even twenty years old yet, but after today she will become Lan Moqiu's wife.

Four years have passed, and she doesn't know whether everything now is a dream, or the fifteen years she lived with her parents was a dream.

Between the truth and falsehood of dreams and reality, she can no longer tell which is the real world.

She couldn't help but put her finger in her mouth and bit it hard. It was painful, just like reality.

But, dreams can actually be painful.

"Why are you biting yourself?" Zi Yan hurriedly pulled her hand and asked with concern.

"I just want to confirm whether I am dreaming or not." Yu Xiaobai said with a wry smile?

"Silly boy, this must be reality! Xiaoyu, although I don't know why you insist on marrying your godfather, as long as it is your choice, I support you." Zi Yan took Yu Xiaobai's hand, looked into her eyes and said seriously.

"Thank you, Zi Yan... Zi Yan, if, if one day you find out that I have lied to you, will you hate me?" Yu Xiaobai couldn't help but ask when she saw Zi Yan looking at her so sincerely.

"What did you lie to me about? I'm just an orphan with no power or influence?" Zi Yan didn't understand why she suddenly asked this.

"Don't worry about what you are lying about. Just tell me whether you hate me or not." Yu Xiaobai stubbornly wanted an answer.

"Yes, I will rush up to you and slap you eight or ten times, and then ask you why you lied to me." Zi Yan said jokingly.

Yu Xiaobai looked into Zi Yan's eyes, his smile was a little stiff, but he still pretended to be relaxed and laughed with her.

The entire priest's house was decorated and guests for the banquet began to arrive one after another.

Lan Moqiu has a three-hundred-year-old foundation in Xinyue. Although he has announced his withdrawal from the Xinyue court, officials of all ranks in the entire Xinyue Dynasty are rushing to attend his wedding.

The people who came to congratulate were of all kinds, and they were endless, but they were also all different.

There are old men as old as ninety years old and children as young as a few years old; there are handsome young talents and beautiful and gentle ladies from official families; there are businessmen who are rich with countless wealth and beggars who are ragged and hungry; there are knights who wield swords in the rivers and lakes and people from the immortal sects with extraordinary grace.

However, despite the seemingly chaotic guests, no problems occurred. Long Xiao and the palace guards kept an eye on everyone's movements, watching over and supervising them. They all sat down in an orderly manner and discussed topics of interest to them.

As for why he wanted to invite so many people? It was simply because Lan Moqiu liked the hustle and bustle. In the past, he was the only owner of the huge priest's mansion, but he had more than a dozen guards, and a bunch of maids and servants added up to more than a dozen people.

He went on a long journey and brought back a dog called Long Xiao, who grew up. He also brought back a dog called Aji, who was still young. He liked raising dogs. At this time, Sa Yulong came with Xueer, and he raised Xueer for more than four years. Then Yu Xiaobai came again.

The maids and old women in the mansion liked to play, chat and laugh, but he would watch them from afar, as if this was the real way to live.

If you ask about the origins of these guests, Lan Moqiu doesn't know many of them. There are only officials in the court and people from Yunji Villa. He doesn't know the others.

Because Lan Moqiu said the more lively the better, Long Xiao had to spread the word in the city. He said that the former high priest of Xinyue was getting married and a big banquet was being held. No matter who was male or female, old or young, and of what status, everyone could attend.

So, it became what Lan Moqiu saw now.

"Long Xiao, do I have so many acquaintances?" Lan Moqiu asked Long Xiao beside him in confusion.

"Sir, you said the more lively the better, that's why Long Xiao went to the city to invite these people." Long Xiao explained, looking at Lan Moqiu with a look that said, "Hurry up and praise me."

Lan Moqiu raised his eyebrows. Did he say that? He forgot, but it was quite lively with so many people.

"Sir, you should go back to the house and change your clothes." Long Xiao couldn't help but remind him.

"Yeah." Lan Moqiu nodded and walked straight into the house.

Outside the priest's mansion, due to the large number of people coming, Long Xiao arranged more than a dozen banquet tables.

Helan Ruofeng on the other side of the river didn't even raise his eyelids, looking completely self-contained and dazed.

Taibu Xingjun was still eating his snacks peacefully, and asked incoherently: "My dear disciple... Feng'er... do you want to eat something? You should eat something! If you really must have her, can I help you to snatch her away?"

Helan Ruofeng heard what Taibu Xingjun said, but still turned a deaf ear to it and didn't even raise his eyelids.

The hand that was scribbling with a small wooden stick on the ground suddenly paused.

Grab it? Helan Ruofeng knew that a forced melon was not sweet. But who knew if it was really not sweet before he had eaten it? The melons in this world were different. What if he really wanted to force one and try it?

"How about it? Do you consider my suggestion?" Taibu Xingjun continued to ask: "I will help you snatch that little fish and throw her on your lonely island in the East Sea. You and I can spend a long time together and fall in love with each other, okay?"

Is it okay to do this? Will Xiaoyu be unhappy? Will she scold him harshly and call him a worthless person? Will she cry?

Thinking of this, Helan Ruofeng couldn't help but shake his head. He couldn't do this. He had already decided to protect her quietly. How could he do anything to hurt her?

Not far away, Ji Zhang was quietly observing everything around the Priest's Palace.

Suddenly, a person suddenly appeared in the room. Ji Zhang turned around hurriedly and saw Hu Xiu.

"Elder?" Ji Zhang was startled by the sudden appearance of Hu Xiu. It was rumored that since ten thousand years ago, none of the five elders of the demon clan had ever set foot on the human race's territory again.

Now Xiao Yu came out, and then suddenly died. Now Hu Xiu is here again. What is going on?

"Is this the high priest's residence in the human world?" Hu Xiu asked, but his eyes were fixed on the priest's residence on the other side of the river.

He secretly wondered in his heart, is this high priest really Lord Cangmo? Or is it Lord Cangmo's mortal body in the human world? But shouldn't the past of the great figures in the divine world be sealed after their tribulations? This person has lived for hundreds of years.

"Elder... this is the residence of the high priest, and today is his wedding day." When Ji Zhang saw Hu Xiu asking him, he told Hu Xiu the news he had found out in the past few days.

"Elder, do you need to bring the Breath-Breathing Wood with you when you go to the human world?" Ji Zhang asked, and took out a piece of Breath-Breathing Wood from his sleeve, which he brought with him specially.

"I have been practicing for ten thousand years and I no longer need this thing. Besides, if you don't use your demonic power recklessly, the human race will not discover your identity." Hu Xiu said lightly.

He was right. Many demons who did not like fighting lived in the human world all year round and had never been discovered. This was because they considered themselves human and never used any demon power or demon-related things.

"Who did he marry?" Hu Xiu asked again.

"Replying to the elder, he is his only disciple." Ji Zhang replied again.