Chapter 297 marriage

The immortals have not recovered from the strange death of the host family, and another big event happened in the fairyland. The demon of the demon world came with an ultimatum to prepare to attack the fairyland.

The immortals are in an uproar, and the demons actually want to attack the fairyland. What should they do now?

After a panic, the immortals were ready to fight, but the so-called attack did not happen. At the beginning, the immortals were still on high alert, thinking that the people in the demon world were ready to attack. Unfortunately, ten days later, there was still no movement in the demon world.

The immortals were at a loss, and the two monks were confused. Is the message wrong? No, the fairies denied that they didn't believe it, so they continued to wait nervously for another month.

In the tense month of life, they did not wait for the invasion of the demon world. It's probably someone's prank in the demon world, right? The fairies pinched a handful of sweat and hated the man even more.

Therefore, after 50 years of the news of the demon world's attack on the fairyland, it was regarded as a joke. If the demons in the demon world had not woken up, those immortals would have been able to run to the demon world, rolled up their sleeves, and argue with the people in the demon world.

No matter what the rumors from the outside world are, Xianjun Mansion is still very quiet. Zuo Zixin lies **, her hands naturally hang on her chest, and her face is yellow, as if she had fallen asleep.

At her bedside, a man in white clasped her hand, full of affection, "Good boy, don't sleep. If you sleep again, you will miss the birth of the child.

His eyes suddenly turned to the woman's slightly raised stomach, where two small lives were growing healthily. That's their child. They have been in their stomachs for a hundred years.

The incarnation of immortals is low, and some immortals will not have children for the rest of their lives. The longer the child stays in the mother's time, the higher the cultivation will be. After all, they absorb a lot of fairy spirit in their mother's belly.

Sunday Xianjun forgot, of course, he knew how excited the child in Zuo Zixin's belly was. If it hadn't been for Zuo Zixin fainting, he would have changed his cold posture and hugged her tightly.

No one knows how long he has been waiting for this child. About ten thousand years ago, he longed for a child that belongs to him and her.

After several generations, this wish has finally come true.

Sunday Xianjun's cold face couldn't help but smile. Unfortunately, this smile was finally silent when it touched the person who was still awake.

Zuo Zixin was dreaming at this time, and blue appeared in her dream.

"Master, wake up." Blue turned into a little beast and lay meekly in Zuo Zixin's arms.

"Blue, I'm sorry, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't have..." Zuo Zixin lowered her head and was extremely sad. How can she wake up as if nothing happened?

"Master, you don't have to be sad. I'm fine, really good." Lan suddenly jumped out of Zuo Zixin's arms, five meters away from her. Zuo Zixin wanted to grab his hand, but there was an unmarked river between them. Anyway, she couldn't reach it.

"Blue, where are you going?" She was shocked that Lan's figure was slowly disappearing. Is he going to disappear from her dream?

"Master, I will always be by your side." Lan's figure blurred and finally turned into a light and shot into her stomach. At the same time, Zuo Zixin shouted "ah" and woke up from her dream.

She didn't realize that the people around her were, and the first thing she did when she woke up was to touch her stomach.

Is there something wrong with this stomach?

A little drum?

She opened her mouth wide and couldn't say it for a long time. Just now, she tested her stomach and found that there was a breath of life in it. Pressing the dream just now, it means that Lan is actually in her stomach.

"I'm pregnant?" Zuo Zixin asked inadvertently and finally found the person next to him, "Husband, I'm pregnant with a child. It's Lan."

Zuo Zixin raised the corners of her mouth and was so excited. She thought Lan was dead and didn't expect that Lan was reborn as her child. What a wonderful thing it was.

She couldn't help having fun when she thought of Lan getting a new life.

Isn't the fairy sparsely? Why is she so lucky? She had a child and Lan came back to life. There is nothing better in the world than this.

At this moment, the sadness of Lan's death was diluted by joy, leaving only her with happiness.

Zuo Zixin was happy, but Sunday Xianjun didn't look good. From his wife's excitement and incoherence, he knew that the child was the reincarnation of Lan.

What does that unicorn mean?

Sunday Fairy opened his mouth and finally closed his lips to maintain his cold shape.

Children, it's a big deal. After Zuo Zixin was excited from the reincarnation of Lan, Sunday Xianjun told her about the latest events.

No, it should be said that it happened 50 years ago.

Zuo Zixin was silent. She wanted the host to die, but she didn't want to take the blame. She felt that there was a behind-the-scenes driver in everything that was driving the whole incident.

First, she was attacked by Ziyun, and then Ziyun was killed. As a result, the host came to revenge. Unfortunately, she was killed again, and then Mrs. host was killed.

There is only one fairy in their family now. Is she next?

Zuo Zixin was puzzled. What was the reason why the people behind the scenes worked so hard to kill the host family? Blaming them? It's ridiculous.

Whoever it is? She must pull people out. Since that person's purpose is them, she will lead them out.

"husband, let's get married." Zuo Zixin suddenly hugged the waist of Sunday Xianjun, buried her head in his chest, and said in a hoarse voice.

"Good." Sunday Xianjun nodded.

So, after the news that the demon world was going to attack the fairyland came out, another big event happened in the fairyland. That is, Sunday Xianjun and Zuo Xianzi are going to marry.

The fairy armor is puzzled: "Well, aren't they already husband and wife? Why do you want to get married again?"

Fairy B retorted, "Huh! You don't understand. This is called mood, mood. Do you understand? Forget it, you don't understand what you said? However, it must have been very lively that day.

"What, Xinxin wants to marry?" The daffodil looks incredible, and her face changes in black and white. Aren't you married? It turned out to be a lie.

Narcissus now regret why they gave up Xinxin at the beginning. Sunday Xianjun is a liar. No, he wants to fight with him.

As soon as Narcissus stood up, it was pulled by the water girl, "Brother, where are you going?"

The narcissus rolled up her sleeves and said naturally, "Of course, I went to the Sun Xianjun for an explanation. Don't think that he is the immortal king, I will be afraid of him..."

The little sister Shui said goodbye and looked at her disappointing little brother who was angry. She threw off Narcissus's arm and said coldly, "Brother, you disappoint me so much. You are still thinking about that shameless woman. Humph, if you have the ability, you can also grab the marriage. I don't dare to do it.

The water girl brushed her sleeves angrily and left, leaving only the daffodil dragging her chin, like a sculpture. Suddenly, the sculpture moved, and he jumped three feet and laughed, "My little sister really woke up from her dream."

Go, grab the kiss.

Sunday Xianjun is worthy of being a head-to-face figure in the fairy world. As soon as the news spread, the fairyland immediately boiled up. Some people are happy, some people are worried, and some people look complicated... No matter how the immortals are, the day of marriage has come as promised.

On this day, there was a colorful lantern in front of the door of Xianjun Mansion, and a big red lantern hung high. In order to get married, Sunday Xianjun also called back the flames and Fengze far away in the lower world.

Unlike other immortals, he is widowed and usually goes alone, and it is impossible to have disciples. Therefore, how to arrange a grand wedding has become a problem.

There are so many people present at that time, and you can't do anything by yourself. You still need some hospitality. So, at this time, the rounds came in handy.

At the gate of Xianjun Mansion was a eight-year-old child, Fengze. He sat in front of the door with an old-fashioned posture that was completely inconsistent with his direct face and sang a salute to the coming and going immortals.

Fengze is cute, even if he has put on a posture of strangers, it has attracted the attention of a large group of fairies. The mother's brilliance overflowed, and Fengze's face was pinched red by the fairies.

Well, he is actually angry.

Fengze plays two roles. He sings with his body. His feet under the table have actually become vines for a long time, stretching out to the house and giving dishes on the table.

If possible, Fengze hopes to be a bird in his next life.

Look, how easy it is for them to get together.

The round ball and the flame acted as a guard in the fairy king's mansion, constantly patrolling back and forth to ensure the safety of this marriage. Occasionally, during the flight, they steal the delicious food on the table when others are not paying attention.

The immortals came one after another, and even the fairy queen, who had never attended banquets, also appeared, which was really surprising.

Zuo Zixin looked at all the people in front of her behind the scenes and couldn't help complaining: Ha, there are so many people coming. I just don't know if there are people with a conspiracy?

She looked carefully at everyone present and ruled out, but did not find any suspicious people. Suddenly, a man in black ninja costume in the corner attracted her.

Ninja?

What kind of man is this? He was wrapped in black clothes and didn't even show his head and hands. He looked in the corner as if he had a bad idea.

How did such an obscene person come in?

Zuo Zixin was puzzled and stared at him quietly, hoping to get a glimpse of his whole picture. Finally, when Zuo Zixin's neck was almost stiff, the man turned his head.

The picture is fixed on those eyes, and the bright eyes are like a bright lamp in the night sky, which makes people can't help but want to pursue and indulge in it.

What beautiful eyes!

However, now, these eyes are stained with the light of the thief's eyebrows, which makes people want to throw some rotten vegetables and rotten eggs. What beautiful eyes, how did they become like this?