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In Nanshan Port in May, there are flowers everywhere, singing and dancing. The top of Qingyun Mountain, where the demon king Wang Ximing lives, is full of phoenix flowers and jade flowers. A jade ladder that bypasses Qingyun Mountain extends into Nanyan Catholic Palace at the top of the mountain. There are pavilions and pavilions on the top of the mountain, decorated with lanterns and colorful flags. Fairy messengers in scarlet clothes keep coming and going, making final preparations for the upcoming wedding.
Today is the wedding day. Mingxi, the supreme king of Nanyan inferno, married the female host.
In order to pay tribute to the bride, the sunny tung blossoms in the south are full of the cloud road she is going to take. Clusters of soft and white flowers are bright and clean, flourishing and fragrant in Tsinghua.
When the bell rings auspicious, auspicious birds and animals gather together, and the fairy's voice and elegant music play together. The bride with colorful makeup, surrounded by fairies, gently set foot on Qingyun Road and slowly walked to the groom standing in front of the burning hall.
On the high platform, Mingxi stood tall and slim in a nice suit, watching the bride coming step by step. There was a happy smile in his eyebrows, so rich that even the auspicious clouds on the horizon lost their color.
The bride stepped on the cloud steps on the stage, the long wind brushed her wide sleeves, and the jade capacity in front of the rockhopper flowed freely, reflecting her eyebrows like a fog cover, close at hand, but not real.
Xi Ming walked down the cloud step by step and looked at everything he saw. ...