Villain: Whitewashing of Life, Empresses Revolt

Gu Changqing beheaded her father.

Only in this matter, in Mu Nanzhi's heart, he always believed that Gu Changqing had never loved herself.

But she still had a little fantasy in her heart.

For ten years of life in the mortal world, men farmed and women weaved, and each other was immersed.

But now, when he knew the truth that Gu Changqing married him back then, the last illusion in Mu Nanzhi's heart was shattered.

A deep sadness rose in her heart.

On the delicate face, the bitter smile grew stronger.

In an ancient bronze mirror.

The God of Heaven slowly straightened his posture, those eyes with boundless complexity.

He continued: "I will arrange the wedding date. I will find someone to arrange everything for you. 99

"Also, the second thing..."

"This matter is the key to your becoming a Heavenly Emperor and the key to suppressing extraterritorial beings."

"You don't have to know now, I'll tell you when I get married."

Gu Changqing stood there, his eyes were boundless and complicated, and he just said one word calmly: "Okay."

No more words.

Just at the end of the Tiangong, under the grinding plate, in the sea of ​​clouds.

Two figures in white robes stood side by side.

The breeze was gentle, and the clouds and waves were rolling, blowing the white robes hunting, the two figures were as motionless as mountains, and they looked at the distant scenery quietly and indifferently.

A slender silver-haired, hunched and thin body.

A man with black hair and a sturdy body.

But these two figures, at that moment, were so similar.

as if...

Across time and space, the general overlapped.

Outside the ancient bronze mirror.

Qun Xiu looked at this picture and had a different emotion in his heart.

"Maybe this is the last time the two spend together. I remember that the death of the God of Heaven was very close to the wedding date."

A monk sighed softly.

"What is the second thing that the old Heavenly Emperor said to become a Heavenly Emperor?"

"Yeah, even the three books can't fill the crack, what can I use to fill it?""

The group of repairers was surprised, at a loss, and had boundless puzzlement in their hearts.

A cultivator sighed softly: "Perhaps, the death of the Emperor of Heaven is also related to this matter.

By now, many people have guessed this.

After all, the second thing to do for this so-called achievement of the Heavenly Emperor is very similar to the death of the old Heavenly Emperor.

"Just, what is it?

At this moment, Qun Xiu's gaze turned to the ancient bronze mirror again.

The pictures in the bronze ancient mirror kept flashing, and the scenes flashed, as if fast-forwarding.

Mostly a scene.

Standing in the sea of ​​clouds, the majestic and magnificent mansion of Emperor Donghua.

Gu Changqing just sat there in the gazebo.

Dressed in white, motionless like a mountain.

It was as if it had stopped.

But by his side, there will be maids and servants walking around.

Time seems to be accelerated.

This majestic mansion began to be filled with joy everywhere.

Red lanterns, red silk...

Joyous and festive things gradually added to this mansion, like a dead tree blooming.

This somewhat cold mansion gradually filled with joy everywhere.

The picture is changing rapidly.

Only the white clothed, as if still, he just sat there.

Looking at the sky, those eyes are extraordinarily complicated.

"clang!"

In the ancient bronze mirror, a loud bell sounded.

This bell is majestic and mighty, like the divine sound of heaven and earth, humming immortal in the vast Beixuan heaven and earth.

The sound shook the world, resounding everywhere in Bei Xuan.

It was also the moment when the bell rang.

The picture on the ancient bronze mirror stopped accelerating and began to stand still.

The white clothes at the gazebo of Donghua Mansion disappeared.

Emperor Mu Nan was 13,000 years old, on the seventh day of the tenth lunar month.

Today's mansion of Emperor Donghua is very different.

As soon as it was dawn, the servants and maids stood on both sides of the main road of the Donghua Emperor Mansion. The maids wore red gauze, and the servants wore red hats and red belts around their waists.

Full of joy.

It was on the road where the servants and maids stood opposite each other.

Gu Changqing walked out of the palace slowly, facing the steps, and walked out of the mansion step by step.

He wears an intricately patterned robe, black and red.

It's a festive scene that everyone rarely gets on this man.

Today's man doesn't seem to be as cold as in the past, and his robes add a little joy to him.

The servants and maids watched the figure quietly.

Step by step, Gu Changqing walked out of the mansion of Emperor Donghua.

outside the house.

The mighty Heavenly Soldier and Heavenly General knelt down on one knee, his face still grim, but his eyes were filled with joy.

Gu Changqing is the emperor of Donghua, who is in charge of killing.

Today is a happy event for Gu Changqing.

It is also a happy event for all heavenly soldiers and generals.

Tread, step, step...

There is an auspicious unicorn mythical beast running from the void.

Pulling an incomparably gorgeous incense chariot, it exhaled colorful clouds, attracting boundless auspicious purple air.

In the nine heavens, a colorful phoenix sings.

One group after another, the incomparably rare divine birds that used to represent auspiciousness in the past, today, come endlessly.

The colorful phoenixes are intertwined to build an incomparably auspicious overpass, leading to the depths of the sea of ​​​​clouds.

". `Emperor, the time has come.

The old housekeeper behind him said something to Gu Changqing respectfully.

Gu Changqing said nothing, and swept up into the chariot.

that moment.

The mighty sea of ​​clouds rolled over suddenly.

(Wang's) Thousands of colorful clouds spewed, endless golden lotuses bloomed, purple air was dense, and auspicious air rose to the east.

Nine unicorn mythical beasts began to move slowly on the Fengqiao.

At the foot, there are countless endless crowds.

These are monks from other forces in Bei Xuan, standing there watching the ceremony.

After all, Tiangong is Beixuan's largest power, and the wedding of Princess Tiangong is naturally attracting attention, and the whole world celebrates it together.

Under the South Gate.

The generals and the heavenly soldiers stood quietly and proudly, staring at the figure above the nine heavens, turning their faces in unison.

"..."

The drum sounded at Nantianmen.

But it is not a war drum, but a drum roar full of boundless joy.

Marriage has been a major event in life since ancient times, especially in this world.

As a majestic force, Tiangong pays more attention to rules.

Therefore, the process is extremely complicated.

Just in the midst of the majestic drum sound, Qilin Xiangnian came to the princess' bedroom.