What the hell did the fiance do wrong! [Quick Transmigration]

Demon world.

In a dark land of devilish energy, lights and festoons suddenly appeared uncharacteristically today.

The first words that the weird-looking demons greeted each other were: "Do you know? Your Highness is getting married!"

The other demon nodded with concern: "I don't know what His Highness is thinking at all... just that kind of birdman, what's so interesting about it!"

"Who knows, I have never understood the aesthetics of the heavens!"

Qiao Yiran sat in the bedroom of the main hall of the Demon Palace with a cold face, and his heart was burning with anger.

hateful!

Scholars can be killed but not humiliated!

He thought that he was accidentally captured in the battle of the Demon Realm, which was already a shame to the Heaven Realm...

As a result, the Lord of the Demon Realm is actually fucking planning to engage in an arranged marriage!

Is this plausible!

Thinking of the ruthless ridicule he was about to receive after returning home, Qiao Yiran was simply... the sky was falling apart, the sun and the moon were darkened.

Chu Zheng came in with a cold face.

Seeing Qiao Yiran sitting upright in a bright red wedding dress, Chu Zheng smiled slightly.

In all fairness, Chu Zheng's appearance is indeed the most outstanding among the people in the Three Realms that Qiao Yiran has ever seen.

He has a high nose bridge and deep eyes, and his chiseled facial contour adds a bit of sternness to him, and his pale complexion and bright red lips make him look indescribably ascetic and seductive.

Obviously a monster.

However, there is innate dignity and elegance in her body, as if she always looks down on everything from aloof.

This strong sense of power and vague sense of oppression made Qiao Yiran feel a little uncomfortable—it reminded him of legendary creatures.

The five-clawed golden dragon that has long since lost its voice.

As the young master of the Phoenix clan, Qiao Yiran has no affection for the stupid dragon who thinks highly of himself.

The promise of intermarriage between the dragon and phoenix families made him feel stuck in his throat.

Chu Zheng was in a completely different mood from Qiao Yiran, today was a day of great joy, and even the usually moody Lord of the Demon Realm couldn't help but feel a little more joy: "The ceremony is about to start, don't you need to take care of it now? "

Qiao Yiran knew that today's wedding was imperative, and this domineering demon lord couldn't make any sense at all, so Qiao Yiran also gave up his plan to persuade this person.

He just sat on that exquisite carved bed by himself.

Nonviolent noncooperation.

Chu Zheng didn't care about his attitude either.

As long as this person can sit here quietly - Chu Zheng already feels that he has no regrets in this life.

Born alone.

Death is the way home.

But he never thought that before everything came to an end, fate would send this person to him again.

Seeing Qiao Yiran's quiet profile, Chu Zheng felt a little unspeakable satisfaction.

Slightly sour.

I've been selfish just once in my long, restrained, cold, uninteresting life.

Qiao Yiran.Even if you hate me.

Never forget me.

Chu Zheng took two steps forward, swallowing the blood rushing up from his throat.

Qi and blood retrograde.

Time is running out.

Chu Zheng knew his own situation very well in his heart - so many years of quick success and quick gain in cultivation, and the rapid expansion of power, finally accumulated irreversible consequences.

Facing Qiao Yiran's blatant resistance, the rumored cruel, cruel and unpredictable devil even smiled with a good attitude: "What's the matter? Are you not satisfied with the layout of the new house?"

"What do you like, I'll find it for you."

Qiao Yiran gave Chu Zheng a disdainful look: "Come on, I want the moonlight grass from the extremely cold place, do you have it?"

The Feng family is a super difficult creature, and Chu Zheng has always known it.

It does not live in anything but a phoenix tree, it does not eat unless it is a bamboo tree, it does not drink from a pure spring.

The moonlight grass in the extremely cold place is indeed a common material used by the Feng clan to decorate the room.

Its only growth condition is that it must be born in a place with pure aura.

If this is in a heaven full of aura, as long as you can find a few blessed lands that are beautiful and beautiful, you may still have the conditions to realize it, but this is a demon world full of demonic energy, and it is even an area with the strongest demonic energy—a place where the spiritual energy is completely forbidden. land.

Qiao Yiran made such an impossible request, it was just a blatant irony.

But Chu Zheng didn't get angry as he expected, instead he responded with a good temper: "It's true that I was negligent..."

After pondering for a while, Chu Zheng tentatively asked, "What color do you prefer? Blue? White?"

Qiao Yiran was choked by Chu Zheng, and he simply didn't know how the devil's brain circuit was developed.

Looking at this posture, is it possible that he is really going to the extremely cold place to find Moonlight Grass?

What a joke!

Chu Zheng saw that Qiao Yiran's attitude was not as blunt as it was at the beginning, he thought for a while, and tentatively sat down beside Qiao Yiran: "Our wedding will be soon, if you still have any dissatisfaction, You can mention it."

"I'll do it for you."

Qiao Yiran didn't bother to pay attention to him: Who knows what kind of wind this devil king is having.

Seeing Qiao Yiran turning his head away and sulking, Chu Zheng didn't know what to think of, so he couldn't help but smiled.

is my fiancé.

Tonight is finally going to be mine alone.

Very nice.

The other party's downplaying attitude made Qiao Yiran even more depressed: This feeling of punching cotton is really frustrating!

I am a majestic young master of the Feng clan, and I am going to lose all the little bit of face I have left here today.

Qiao Yiran felt an indescribable sulking in his heart when he thought of being honored as a guest of honor by the demons after being captured.

No matter what kind of torture, or torture, Qiao Yiran believed that he could bear it.

But this kind of unexpected situation made Qiao Yiran hardly know how to deal with it.

Chu Zheng didn't care about Qiao Yiran's indifference at the moment, he found a topic on his own: "You don't like other people getting close, so let me tie your hair for you?"

Qiao Yiran hates all demons approaching, this is no secret in the Demon Palace.

Any servant who dared to get close to him would be blocked by him coldly with spiritual flames.

But Chu Zheng's strength is not comparable to those of the youngsters, and the current Qiao Yiran is not enough to confront him head-on.

Chu Zheng sat beside Qiao Yiran with a good temper, holding a jade hair comb in his hand.

Chu Zheng never thought that one day he would have this kind of opportunity to sit quietly beside this person and tie his hair for the soon-to-be-married man with his own hands.

—Whether he wants to or not.

——Even if it’s just a fake superficial calm.

Qiao Yi gritted his teeth sullenly: This master of the demon world is really presumptuous!

Chu Zheng's fingers are slender, and he is usually a high-ranking figure. His hair-tying movements are not proficient, but they are quite gentle.

Qiao Yiran could feel that person's cautious mood.

He had mixed feelings in his heart.

I am a prisoner at the moment, and it is only a matter of saying that the other party wants to kill or cut, but he just wants to do these meaningless fancy procedures, pious and gentle-as if he really has a heart-to-heart with him Like lovers!

Chu Zheng looked left and right, and finally felt a little satisfied with his results: Qiao Yiran's originally loose black hair was tied up properly by him, completely revealing that handsome face.

Even though the look in Qiao Yiran's eyes is still so cold, when he thinks of the upcoming wedding ceremony tonight, Chu Zheng's heart can't help but burst into flames!

He longed for this moment so much.

It's almost dreamlike and unreal.

Chu Zheng knew that Qiao Yiran didn't like this place, but he still wanted to try his best to please this person: "If you're not happy, should I take you out for a walk?"

Hearing the words "go out for a walk", Qiao Yiran finally had a reaction.

Qiao Yiran has indeed never been out since he was imprisoned in the magic palace by the demon king who killed thousands of swords.

If you can take this opportunity to go out for a walk, even if it is to see the terrain for yourself after running.

With this in mind, Qiao Yiran nodded silently, agreeing to the proposal coldly.

Chu Zheng raised the corners of his lips as if a child's wish for a toy had been fulfilled, showing a smile of joy and anticipation: "Then just wait for me."

Qiao Yiran raised his eyelids, and then retracted his gaze as if electrocuted again.

This devil...

The way he smiles is weird and pretty.

In those dark eyes, there was no conspiracy, no calculation, no step by step, but pure tenderness and joy.

This kind of too simple and clean emotion suddenly touched Qiao Yiran's heartstrings for a moment.

But Qiao Yiran quickly suppressed this subtle feeling: What are you thinking, this is the big devil who went crazy and even killed his own people!He would be innocent!

The demons are the race that is best at deceiving people's hearts--you can't be fooled.

Qiao Yiran thought of her little aunt who fell into the devil world in her previous generation, and the depression in her heart piled up layer by layer.

The beautiful phoenix was lured by the demons, and finally fell into the endless abyss.

Demons are unscrupulous creatures.

In order to gain strength.

You can ignore all the rules in the world.

Qiao Yiran clenched her teeth: I must not be fooled!

Today is the big wedding day announced by the Demon King to the world.

Among the demon clan who can be regarded as a person with a head and a face, there is one who counts as one, and dare not not come.

Qiao Yiran sat quietly in the room, listening to the noise outside getting louder and louder.

In this place of the devil world, his strength was severely suppressed.

Qiao Yiran snapped his fingers lightly, looked at the small natal spiritual flame on his fingertips, and sighed quietly.

Forget it, I'd better wait for my strength to recover a bit before making plans.

Qiao Yiran sat silently in the magnificent Palace of the Demon Realm.

The style of the Demon Realm is still the same, ostentatious, extravagant, rich and powerful. Obviously someone outside has already started to change cups, and the sound of punching and shouting is very lively.

After all, today is the day of the Demon King's great joy, some people's hearts are full of undercurrents, but some people are really happy.

Chu Zheng came back soon after going out for a circle, and there was a trace of anticipation in his smile: "Qiao Yiran, do you want to go out with me to have a look?"

Qiao Yiran resisted and nodded.

He didn't want to anger the Lord of the Demon Realm in front of him—now that he was under the control of the Demon Realm, it was a foregone conclusion, and it was meaningless to worry about these face-saving matters. The important thing was how to figure out the situation and escape as soon as possible.

Qiao Yiran followed behind Chu Zheng, and everyone bowed his head wherever he passed.

The Demon Realm is not bound by the so-called laws and rules like the Heaven Realm. The Demon Race has no so-called moral concepts. The cruel jungle law is fully reflected here. Whoever is strong should obey his orders.

Chu Zheng is considered to be the most powerful leader in the demon world for nearly a thousand years. Even though he is moody and cruel, the demons at the bottom still bow to this brutal monarch.

Qiao Yiran followed Chu Zheng out of the palace.

The sky in the entire Demon Realm showed a kind of misty gloom, revealing an indescribable depression.

The air of death and evil floats here all the year round, and strange-shaped plants grow here wantonly, which makes Qiao Yiran a little uncomfortable to see.

For the Demon Race, the strong devilish energy is precisely the best nourishment, but for the Protoss this is not the case at all.

The ubiquitous magic energy brought a strong sense of oppression, and the feeling of being restrained made Qiao Yiran frowned uncomfortably.

Chu Zheng noticed his disgust, and moved his fingers lightly, and a ball of warm light suddenly exploded around Qiao Yiran.

A white bead exuded a soft light, floating in front of Qiao Yiran, which was slightly similar to the "night pearl" as it is called in the human world.

Qiao Yiran suddenly felt that the air around him was clear, and his whole body was refreshed.

A treasure like this that can make the devil energy back away from the deepest part of the devil world is naturally extraordinary.

Chu Zheng smiled apologetically: "The Devil Realm is located in a barren place, which is not as good as the heavenly realm. If you don't like it, you can use this Dingling Orb for now."

Qiao Yiran accepted the kindness silently, but he was careful not to actively manipulate the bead.

Who knows what conspiracy is hidden behind it?

Until now, Qiao Yiran couldn't see the real purpose of the Lord of the Demon World.

The Palace of the Demon Realm is built on the cliff of Wanren. Walking out from the gate of the palace, it is a place with a wide view.

Qiao Yiran almost just glanced at this kind of open and closed place without any shelter, and realized: It is not easy to escape.

Chu Zheng took Qiao Yiran forward, making seven turns and eight turns, and the surrounding scenery flew by at a very high speed. After leaving the magic palace for a long distance, the two gradually walked into a deep valley.

Chu Zheng walked up the narrow path first, and Qiao Yiran cautiously followed behind him.

The strangely shaped rock walls on both sides of the front stretch forward, and the cramped and narrow appearance makes people feel tight.

Qiao Yiran kept pinching Fajue with his fingers hidden in the big sleeve of his toga, vigilantly guarding against possible accidents, but the journey along the way was safe and sound.

This devil really didn't seem to be playing any tricks today.

Chu Zheng turned around mysteriously, and covered Qiao Yiran's eyes with his cool fingers: "Qiao Yiran, don't open your eyes yet."

The moment Chu Zheng stretched out his hand, Qiao Yiran's spirit tensed up to the extreme.

His fingertips had pinched the looming natal spiritual flame, waiting for the fatal blow.

But Chu Zheng really just wanted to show off.

Qiao Yiran didn't smell the disgusting smell of decaying monsters when the master of the demon world with extremely high cultivation came close.

On the contrary, Qiao Yiran smelled a faint fragrance, subtle and cold - like the dark fragrance of plum blossoms on a snowy night in the twelfth lunar month.

The originally cold and faint fragrance floated very clearly the moment Chu Zheng approached, with a hint of undetectable sweetness.

Qiao Yiran tilted his head uncomfortably.

Chu Zheng's cold fingers had already gently covered his eyes.

Chu Zheng lowered his voice with mysterious excitement: "Hush, wait a minute!"

Walking through a narrow rock wall, the front suddenly opened up.

It was only then that Chu Zheng let go of his hand contentedly, and when he opened his eyes, Qiao Yiran froze for a moment.

——It turned out to be a large swaying snow viburnum!

The pure white snow-like flowers are scattered among the green grass all over the ground, exuding a faint light.

This kind of small flowers may look inconspicuous, but when thousands of them gather into a sea of ​​flowers, the beauty that blooms to the extreme is instantly moving.

In this extremely filthy place of the devil world.

Blooming with the most white and flawless flowers.

The flowering period of Xueqionghua is extremely short. According to the rumors, its blooming has no trace and the law is unpredictable.

And whoever can just see the blooming snow viburnum represents the favor of heaven.

Qiao Yiran was born in the ancient gods and has seen countless big scenes, but he has never seen such a shocking scene.

There are snow viburnums all over the mountains and valleys.

Blooming to the extreme.

Even if it only blooms for a few seconds, it is already beautiful enough to take your breath away.

Chu Zheng turned his head and blinked: "How about this gift?"

Qiao Yiran couldn't say no to his conscience.

The smile on Chu Zheng's face was joyful and proud, like a child offering a treasure.

"Qiao Yiran, marry me."

"I can give you anything."