Quick Transmigration Live Broadcast: The Villain Boss is the Female Emperor!

Soon.

In the corridor at the side hall of the palace, Mo Wuya, who was wearing a red wedding dress, walked slowly, followed by two handsome young men with joy on their faces.

Meng Jiang glared at the two boys depressedly, and said in a low voice: "There is no one who is proud. If they didn't offend His Highness because of the mission last time, how could they have followed behind the devil."

Another magic general heard Meng Jiang's sour words, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Don't be afraid of the beast with a strong back, but be afraid that the beast has no self-knowledge.

"Auspicious-time-to--" The lark's voice penetrated the air and reached the ears of all the beasts present.

Everyone stopped talking and talking, and stared at the confinement door of the main hall.

The huge door opened slowly, and a small and graceful maid walked out with a tall girl.

The audience was silent and silent. When the girl walked around, the red-colored skirt undulated gently with the breeze, like a burning red lotus karma, and it was prosperous and splendid.

The beautiful face seems to be ingeniously carved, and the moment when the red lips are lightly hooked is captivating.

Beautiful, so beautiful!

The beauty is dazzling, the red wedding dress is like fire, and she is a beautiful flower blooming in the fire.

Mo Wuya's eyes became dark, and in an instant, he really wanted to hide her, and no one could see her.

Chong Ai put her hand on March's arm, a shallow smile hooked on the corner of her lips, and took light steps, slowly, step by step, towards Mo Wuya.

March's hands and feet trembled a little under the scorching gazes, and fine sweat broke out on his forehead.

But the distance of more than ten steps seemed like a lifetime.

March bravely raised his head and said, "Demon... Lord Demon Lord..."

Chong Ai patted San Yue's arm lightly, and handed it to Mo Wuya's outstretched hand, who led him to face the beasts.

"Now, Mo Wuya and Pei Liuxuan are married as husband and wife."

"In the future, we will live and die together, and the white head will not be separated."

"..."

When the last word fell, Mo Wuya held her hand tightly, a faint smile on her handsome face.

"From now on—she will be your only princess."

The beasts knelt down and shouted loudly: "Congratulations to the devil, congratulations to the princess."

Thousands of miles in the sky, buried in the forbidden ground.

All the magical beasts in the Nether Mountains witnessed this huge and prosperous wedding.

After the wedding, Chong Ai was supported by March and returned to the festive bedroom, while the magic generals outside were holding novel vegetables and fruits, barbecued meat, and fancy hot pots to entertain the beastmasters in the distant territories.

Before night fell, footsteps were heard in the bedroom.

Chong Ai lowered her eyes and listened to the sound of footsteps from far to near, and there were shallow waves in her heart. She was actually married, and married him in the true sense.

Mo Wuya stood in front of the bed with deep eyes, looking at the beautiful bride, a warm feeling surged in his heart.

"Miss." He called softly, and his earlobes were quietly dyed crimson.

Chong Ai raised her eyes and looked at him. Today, he is different from the past, wearing a red wedding dress, and his handsome face is even more beautiful.

He leaned over to kiss her, but was blocked by her slender fingers, "Aren't you going to have a glass of wine?"

Mo Wuya hurriedly went to the table to get two glasses of wine, and said, "After drinking the wine, you are my true wife."

Chong Ai pulled him to sit beside the bed, took a glass of wine, and said with a smile, "Come on."

She is not as shy and afraid to look at people as ordinary women, but her white jade-like cheeks are stained with a faint blush, which is very attractive.