[Yang Jian] Come tease the real king

Undoubtedly, he was angry at that moment, and an unexplained sourness lingered in his heart for a long time.

Her leaving without saying goodbye meant returning to the Devil Realm to find a new love?Yang Jian walked and calmed down and thought about it, then he knew that he had probably misunderstood, and couldn't help laughing at his random guessing and losing his mind.

He didn't know what happened at the time, but his first reaction was to think of her marrying someone else, not to mention his trust in her feelings, first of all, she came back to quell the civil strife, and she wouldn't have the time to find a new love.Secondly, the current turbulent situation in the demon world, but there are already four or five kings, so how do you know which king it will be?

But the scene in the dream still made him unforgettable, and made his heart tremble slightly.

At that moment, Yang Jian checked the location and time of the newlyweds who claimed to be King Moro.

What he didn't expect was that the place was in the Minghua Palace where he had lived for a while, and he was very familiar with it.As for the wedding, it was only three hours later, and Yang Jian immediately set off towards Minghua Palace.

He subconsciously told himself that he would be able to find Hong Feng there. She was here to quell the civil strife. As a self-made woman without too much power, if she wanted to win, she had to catch the thief and the king by surprise.

And the wedding banquet was probably the best breakthrough. He might guard against the forces of other parties, but he never thought that it would be the former king who would deal with him.

After Yang Jian regained his mana, his flying speed also reached the peak speed, and after a while he came to Minghua Palace according to his memory.

At this time, the Minghua Palace has become prosperous under the costumes of the servants, and large pieces of red curtains flutter in the wind, symbolizing the prosperous days and the love of the groom.

The banquet was very lively. From a distance, one could see the chaos of wine and cups. Without an invitation, it would be difficult to enter the banquet, and she probably wouldn't do it in such a crowded place.Yang Jian thought about it for a while, and after a little hesitation, he went to the bedroom of Minghua Palace.

This is the place of the bridal chamber, and the bride should be sitting obediently on the newly-married bed waiting for the arrival of the groom.However, what makes Yang Jian a little uncomfortable is that this place is exactly the dormitory he used to live in.

Turning into the wedding room softly, the bride didn't realize that there was another person at this moment, she was still sitting quietly, looking at the strange woman in front of her, she was inexplicably relieved, even if it was just a trick, he didn't want her At this time, he appeared here wearing this suit.

After waiting for a while and no one came, Yang Jian planned to go out, maybe he was thinking too much, and was about to turn out when he saw a figure flashing in front of his eyes.

That familiar figure made him happy, and Hong Feng immediately spotted him, and she jumped forward with a smile on her face, trying to speak, but Yang Jian covered her mouth with her hand, and then cast a spell to make the bride fall asleep past.

Immediately, Yang Jian felt a little wet in the palm of his hand, and she licked his palm with her tongue mischievously.

Yang Jian let go of his hand, trying to divert his attention, "How do you plan to capture him later."

Hong Feng looked at his reddened ears, and said with a smile, "You've come here, you must know what I'm going to do, why are you asking me?"

"..." After a moment of silence, Yang Jian said slowly and solemnly, "I hope that the first time you wear your wedding dress is when we get married, not on such an insignificant occasion."

Seeing this, Hong Feng couldn't help standing on tiptoe and kissing his cheek. The reason for kissing his cheek was because he was afraid that he would lose control. His lips always had a faint fragrance that made it hard to taste. When he was dazed, he said, "Well, you can pretend to be a bride."

"Hmm." Obviously, he responded casually when he was stunned, but after realizing what she said, he couldn't refuse.

After all, there are only two people here, either she or him.

Hong Feng smirked triumphantly, she had heard a long time ago that Yang Jian had turned into a woman on the Conferred Gods Battlefield, and was tricked by beauties.Now that she could see it with her own eyes, she couldn't help being inexplicably excited.

Yang Jian knew what she was thinking, but who let himself be planted in her hands like this? After turning the bride into a show stool by magic and hiding it in an inconspicuous corner of the wall, Yang Jian became like the bride, When Hongfeng saw it, she couldn't help admiring, "Your art of transformation is really wonderful. If I didn't see you change now and knew it was fake, otherwise I wouldn't be able to see through it."

Yang Jian smiled and said, "This is one of the infinitely wonderful ways. If you want to learn someday, I will teach you. Now that the banquet is about to end, he should come after a while, so why don't you hide?"

Hong Feng looked around, feeling a little helpless, thinking that she should have put more wooden furniture in this hall at the beginning, but at this moment, the sleeping hall was kept as it was, except for a big bed.

Hong Feng jumped onto the bed in two steps, covered herself with a cup and said, "You come and lie down too."

Yang Jian lay sideways on the bed according to her words, while Ze Hongfeng tried her best to lie on her stomach and the soft mattress sank under her intentional force, which perfectly concealed her figure.

After a while, King Moro pushed open the door drunkenly. Although he was full of alcohol, he was not drunk, and the drunkenness he showed during the banquet just now was just an illusion.He wanted to see if he could make the person who murdered him take it lightly and let his feet slip, but the banquet was peaceful, and there was no chaos at all.

Maybe it's just that he is too suspicious. In such a lively place, his capable friends and most of the troops are defending here, and those entrenched forces dare not take action easily.

King Moro looked at the familiar figure lying on his side on the bed, and he felt joyful in his heart. His relationship with her had begun for a long time. He admired her and liked her. .

He closed the door gently, afraid of disturbing her. Seeing that she couldn't stand the figure lying on the bed, he felt a little regretful. He shouldn't have kept her waiting for so long.

He tiptoed over and saw her right hand was exposed outside, afraid that she would catch a cold, so he pinched the corner of the quilt and wanted to re-cover the cup for her.

When he came in, Yang Jian would close his eyes and doze off. When he doesn't know a person's mental habits, dozing off is also a good way to deal with it. Now what he is waiting for is when he really relaxes his vigilance.

However, he didn't expect that he was pinching the quilt. If he lifted it, Hong Feng would be exposed. Yang Jian panicked, opened his eyes immediately, and held his hand that was pinching the quilt.

His movements were a little quick, but in his eyes, he thought she was playing a game with him, and her temper was still somewhat coquettish, and she seemed to be thinking about how to punish him for coming so late.

Seeing her lying on her side, King Moro also bent slightly, thinking about when she calmed down and kissed her, he didn't care about Rouyi who was holding him tightly and covered him with the other hand, " Ah Luo, don't be angry, am I here?"

Yang Jian's reaction was also very quick. Seeing this situation, he turned his head angrily and snorted softly.