Rebirth, my mage

Chapter 58

"The ceremony begins!" With the loud shout, festive music sounded above the hall.

The envoys from Aoki, as well as some noble patriarchs, whether they were sincere or not, were at least superficially congratulating the Ghost King.

At this exciting moment, Murong Shengming brought Wen Yu to the main hall, looking at Yansi sitting on the high platform, a trace of ridicule flashed in Murong Shengming's eyes.

Ghost King, you are still so arrogant.

The moment Yan Si saw Murong Shengming, his eyes flickered, his aura was similar to his.

"Devil King, long time no see." Yan Si sat lazily on the high platform, his slightly long hair covered the light in his eyes.

"It's been a long time, Yan Si." When Murong Shengming called Yan Si's name, Yan Si stood up suddenly.

The people in the main hall were very strange, but Yansi's subordinates were all vigilant, the devil, the devil of this continent, had also awakened.

Those ignorant people just thought that Yan Si was a little angry because of Murong Shengming's disrespect for him, but they didn't see the shock in Yan Si's eyes.

"You actually..." Yan Si looked at Murong Shengming in surprise, the Demon King actually woke up.

But thinking about it again, Yan Si didn't think it was very strange, after all, he himself had been awake for a long time, and it was almost time for the Demon King to wake up.However, Yan Si looked at Wen Yu who was beside Murong Shengming, the persistence in his eyes was obvious.

"Please sit down, Demon King." Yan Si stood up and ordered: "Don't let my little Yu'er get tired."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was startled. These people couldn't help but look at Wen Yu who was beside Murong Shengming, and they had already begun to guess the relationship between the three of them in their minds.

"The ghost king should focus on respect. Could it be that you want to start a war?" Murong Shengming asked coldly.

This sentence has already attracted the attention of the people in the hall. If there is a war between the two countries, it is not known which country will win. The most important thing is to think about your own way out.

Yan Si smiled seductively: "The devil's words are serious, Xiao Yu'er and I are bosom friends." He specially emphasized his tone on bosom friends, arousing people's imagination.

Wen Yu didn't want to say anything at first, because he didn't like these twists and turns, as long as Murong Shengming had to deal with it, but now that the flames of war were on him, did he really think he was so easy to bully?

"Ghost King, think twice before you speak or act, lest you lose more than you gain in the end." Wen Yu's cold voice interrupted Murong Shengming's anger.

Murong Shengming looked at the person beside him, and really wanted to hug him fiercely, this person he couldn't let go of.Of course, Murong Shengming did the same. He was never the one who wronged him, and hugged Wen Yu tightly in front of everyone in the hall.His lover, he never needs to hide behind others, because he is strong enough himself.

There was an uproar in the main hall. There are quite a few men in this continent who like masculinity, but they are not so blatant. Although many people attended Murong Shengming's wedding, they actually didn't understand.

Although some men are very good, they are always not as soft as women, and they have to worry about the worldly eyes, but obviously, they don't care at all.

Just because they don't care doesn't mean that other people don't care. For example, Yan Si, sitting on the throne, his eyes are about to burst into flames. The flames of this thousand-year-old war have finally burned to this day, but today Yan Si has another reason , that is Wen Yu.

The whole ceremony was completely messed up, and now I was just watching Murong Shengming show off his affection, what kind of nightmare, ceremony, everything was thrown away.

"The Demon King should not be too happy too early, we still don't know who will get it." Yan Si's cold voice resounded above the hall, waking up many people, the purpose of coming here today is not to see others showing affection.

Murong Shengming walked to the arranged seat with Wen Yu in his arms, but the sarcasm in his eyes was obvious, who would get it?Hmph, Yan Si, you are no longer qualified, and I won't give you a chance, so you can see what happens.

"Yu'er." Murong Shengming held Wen Yu in his arms and couldn't help calling his name.

"Yeah." Wen Yu also obediently stayed in Murong Shengming's arms.

They didn't say anything afterwards, but people in the hall always looked at them, as if they were weighing the pros and cons, and who was right with them.

In this war-torn era, following the wrong person is like stepping into the coffin with one foot, so you must keep your eyes open.

Slowly, the ceremony entered the first place. Envoys from various countries and prestigious families all presented gifts to express their congratulations.

This is the time to compare with each other. Whoever has good things and whose things are rare will naturally get the attention of the high-ranking people, and of course the future career will also receive attention and support.

Yan Si has always been gloomy since seeing the picture of two people embracing each other, and he knows that his mood has not changed for the better.

"Gift from Huo Li..." The attendant who read the gift didn't know what to say.

Yan Si gave that person a cold look: "Say!"

"A piece of yellow paper." The attendant who was reading the gift was about to cry, it really wasn't his fault, he had never seen this gift before.

Now, Murong Shengming and the others have become the focus of attention again. What is the meaning of this demon king? This yellow paper was burned for the dead. What does it mean for the king of the ghost country?

Although it is called Ghost Country, it is not a real ghost.These people trembled a little in their hearts. This is the rhythm that is bound to anger the ghost king. Then they are just cannon fodder. When they think of this, these people have the urge to burst into tears.

"Bring it up, I have a look." Yan Si had an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, and only a few people noticed the bloodthirsty under that smile.

This yellow paper was actually Wen Yu's idea, because a spell was drawn on the yellow paper with his blood.Useful, you will see it soon.

Wen Yu looked at Yansi on the high platform, his eyes were cold, he was not a soft persimmon.

Yan Si took the talisman paper, and as soon as he got it, he felt a blood boil, as if the blood in his body was surging consciously, and he couldn't restrain it at all.

This feeling is different from the feeling when I saw Wen Yu. At that time, it was a kind of impulse, but now, it is a kind of fear.

Yes, out of control, that feeling of not being able to fully control made Yan Si tremble in his heart.

But soon he calmed down. There are many people here. They just saw that Yan Si got the talisman and stopped moving. They thought that Yan Si was just thinking about how to deal with Murong Shengming, but they didn't know what was going on. Mystery.

Yan Si resisted the strangeness brought by the blood, and looked up at Wen Yu: "The gift from the devil king is very unique." It was just such a sentence, but it took most of Yan Si's restraint.

"I gave it to you." Wen Yu looked at Yan Si coldly: "Even if you get some things, it may not be yours." Taking my blood, do you think you can do whatever you want?

Looking at Wen Yu's face, Murong Shengming couldn't help but want to laugh, the corners of his stiff lips moved.Murong Shengming didn't want to demonstrate at all, because his Yu'er would help him, and he really enjoyed the feeling of being cared for.

It's a feeling I've never felt before, like eating honey, it's always sweet to the bottom of my heart.

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