"Girl Hua, slow down." Two maids helped Hua Wushuang get into the sedan chair.

Amidst the wild laughter of the high priest, thick black fog rose at the feet of the procession.

In the blink of an eye, a long team was flying in the mid-air on black clouds and mist.

The high priest flew at the front, feeling a little excited inside.

Ever since the high priest saw the power of the God-Slaying Sword, he has been obsessed with this ancient magic weapon.

By personally sending flowers Wushuang to the Demon King, this demon sword will be one step closer to the high priest.

The moment the high priest fantasized about getting the God-Slaying Sword, he had already flown hundreds of miles away with the procession of sending off his bride.

Hua Wushuang sat in the sedan, lifted the red cloth covering her head, gently opened the curtain of the sedan, looked out, and couldn't help but frown slightly.

The surrounding scenery is changing rapidly, and the original blue sky and green flowers and trees are gradually disappearing.

Instead, they were replaced by dark clouds and white skeletons and dry trees all over the mountains and plains.

After flying forward for a while, clusters of flames with thick black mist caught Hua Wushuang's eyes.

Hua Wushuang was stunned for a moment, opened the curtain more, and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

All I saw was a huge blackened mountain rising from the ground, and the top of it could not be seen at a glance.

This charred mountain was surrounded by black phantoms. They dragged their long black tails and flew around the mountain in circles.

On top of the charred mountains, raging flames burned continuously.

Hua Wushuang could faintly hear heart-rending screams coming from the mountain.

The scream made Hua Wushuang's scalp numb.

At this time, she felt a little scared in her heart, fearing that she would turn into white bones scattered at the foot of the mountain.

But the matter has come to this, and there is no way out.

Hua Wushuang gritted her teeth, took a deep breath, and tried her best to calm down.

The closer the sedan chair was to the mountain, the more piercing the screams became.

Hua Wushuang watched from the sedan for a while, but she didn't find where the scream came from. She simply lowered the curtain and covered it with a red hijab, keeping her eyes out of sight.

After flying for a while, Hua Wushuang felt that the sedan landed smoothly on the ground.

"Welcome the high priest, welcome the flower girl." The voice of the devil's palace guard came from outside the sedan chair.

Hua Wushuang had never met the Demon King, let alone been to the Demon King's palace. She wanted to know what the man she would spend many years with in the future would look like. Driven by curiosity, she quietly opened the sedan curtain again.

The floor of the Demon King's Palace is paved with black gold stone, and the smooth ground is glowing with layers of faint golden light.

"It looks quite tasteful." Hua Wushuang murmured to himself.

She originally thought that the inside of the Demon King's palace would be filled with mountains of bones, just like the outside of a sacrificial hall.

But now it seems that this is not the case, and Hua Wushuang breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, a pair of black gold stone feet caught Hua Wushuang's eyes.

She slightly raised the curtain and saw a figure carved from black gold and stone standing on the side of the road.

The figure holds an oil lamp in his hand with great piety.

There are spices added to the oil lamp, which makes it smell like you are in a garden.

Hua Wushuang knew that the oil burning in the oil lamp was corpse oil, and the spices were added just to cover up the stench of shit emitted from the corpse oil.

"It seems that no matter where it is, the land of demons has a special liking for corpse oil." Hua Wushuang whispered to himself.

Not long after the sedan chair left, it stopped again.

Hua Wushuang guessed in her mind: We must have reached the main hall of the Demon King's palace.

So she lowered the sedan curtain, covered the red hijab again, sat in the sedan and waited quietly.

At this time, this large hall was filled with people from the demon clan, hundreds of them.

Some smile sinisterly but have sinister eyes, some look extremely elegant and turn around to reveal half of their faces like mummies, some are longer and bolder, with two long black horns directly on their heads...

…

They were sitting on both sides of the hall, guests at the wedding banquet, and they were all laughing.

Directly in front of the hall, there is a row of upward black gold stone stairs. At the end of the stairs is a table and chairs covered with a red carpet.

Sitting on it was a man wearing dark red robes.

He is the king of demons!

This man has a handsome face and a tall build. His black hair is tied up casually and scattered over his back shoulders. His eyes are staring at the red sedan in front of him playfully.

Looking at the current appearance of the Demon King, no one would have imagined that he was a ferocious-looking beast when he was first resurrected.

It’s been a while since I last saw him, but the Demon King’s appearance has undergone earth-shaking changes, and he has actually become somewhat handsome!

The high priest was secretly surprised: How many souls and spiritual herbs and elixirs must be consumed to reach the point where he can transform into a human form?

"See the Demon King."

However, the high priest did not dare to have any doubts about the Demon King, and he paid homage loudly.

All the teams who came to see off the bride knelt in front of the Demon King in unison.

"Get up." The corners of the Demon King's mouth raised slightly, looking careless.

Hua Wushuang was secretly surprised at how terrifying the Demon King was to be able to make such a powerful high priest respectful!

"The flower girl is getting out of the sedan chair!" After the high priest stood up, he walked to the front of the sedan chair and said loudly.

"Wait!"

At this time, a charming female voice came over. The high priest turned around and looked over. He saw a coquettish woman in a dark green dress walking over coquettishly. She looked at the high priest and sneered disdainfully: "

I want to see where this slut comes from, trying to seduce the Demon King?"

"You..." The high priest was instantly angry, but because the Demon King was sitting nearby, he did not dare to act recklessly and had to hold back the anger in his heart.

When Hua Wushuang heard this, she couldn't help being slightly stunned in the sedan chair, thinking to herself: Isn't this woman too arrogant? Today is an important day for me to become the concubine of the Demon King. If she comes out to cause trouble, isn't she afraid that the Demon King will kill her?

However, Hua Wushuang was wrong.

Not only did the Demon King have no intention of reprimanding this charming woman, he instead said dotingly: "Chi Ling, please step aside first."

"Demon King, I just want to see what kind of woman is sitting in this sedan chair." Chi Ling said, blinking her charming eyes.

"Since Sekirei likes to see it, let's see what kind of sedan this sedan is." As soon as the Demon King said this, everyone in the group who came to see the bride was shocked.

Obviously, Hua Wushuang's life here will be extremely difficult in the future.

"Hey, you don't have any legs? Can't you get out on your own?" With the Demon King's permission, Chi Ling folded his hands on his chest and looked at the sedan with provocative eyes.

Hua Wushuang felt a little depressed. She thought about countless possibilities of coming to the side of the Demon King, but she never thought about being jealous of women. She thought she was the only concubine, but it seems that is not the case at the moment.

"Okay." Hua Wushuang said in a cold voice after hesitating for a moment.

The bearer lowered the sedan chair, and two maids stepped forward to open the curtain.
Chapter completed!