He reached out and patted the elder on the shoulder: "My good brother! You're in good shape, still going strong for your age. Who knows, you might even have two children in three years!"

"You shut mouth! Shut up!" The First Elder couldn't hold back any longer.

"Hahaha." Before the First Elder could completely lose his temper, the Second Elder left the Demon Palace with a hearty laugh.

A gust of wind blew by, and the Grand Elder felt as if ten thousand alpacas were rushing past his head.

Damn it! How could he marry the princess of the demon realm? Wouldn't the Demon Lord kill him?

This is it.

Not only will this fail to win over the Demon Realm, but once this matter is exposed, it will offend the Demon Realm beyond measure.

"What should we do?" The elder scratched his head, his already sparse hair looking even thinner.

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"Your Excellency."

The crow entered the main hall and greeted them respectfully.

"What was that woman's name again?"

"Your Excellency, who are you referring to?"

"The one that just appeared in front of me."

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be Leng Lixin." Han Ya broke out in a cold sweat.

"Yes." Yin Ming nodded. "It's her."

"Your Excellency, is there anything you require?"

"Her clothes are nice; I'd like one."

"Ahem! If I'm not mistaken, there are only two dresses. One is on Leng Lixin, and the other should be in the Divine Realm."

"God's Realm?"

"Indeed, Di Qingluan, the Divine Princess of the Divine Realm."

Because the material of the skirt was so precious, there was only enough to make two.

It took quite a bit of effort to finally get my hands on this dress, Leng Lixin.

but--

What does Your Majesty want a skirt for?

A thought suddenly popped into Han Ya's mind: Could it be that he wanted to give it to Miss Jun?

However, since Your Excellency previously went to Canglan in an avatar, it will not be an easy task to go to Canglan now that your main body has been recalled.

"Okay, you may leave now," Yin Ming said, a picture of Yueyue wearing a dress flashing through his mind.

A slight smile played on his lips, and he even forgot that a crow was present.

The crow looked up and saw its master... seemingly smiling?

sky!

The crow couldn't help but raise its hand and wipe its eyes.

Could he be getting presbyopia?

"You may leave."

"Yes, I take my leave." Disillusioned, Han Ya departed the Demon Palace.

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The realm of the gods.

"This is the Spirit Brocade Flowing Light Dress that Young Master Bai personally begged from the Spirit Clan. There are only two in the world! I heard from the Spirit Clan that the other one is a defective product, while this one is truly perfect!"

The maid looked at the woman in the mirror with fawning eyes.

"Really?" A hint of shyness appeared on the woman's face in the mirror.

"Yes, the other one can't change color, but this one can change color according to its owner's wishes. Princess, please change into it! Today is your engagement day with Young Master Bai. Your appearance will definitely amaze everyone!"

Upon hearing this, Di Qingluan's expression brightened even more. She had waited three hundred years! After three hundred years, Bai Yichen finally succumbed to the pressure and agreed to marry her.

This proves that her waiting was not in vain; Brother Yichen has feelings for her. Today, she is the most beautiful woman in the Xuantian Realm.

Di Qingluan looked at the dress in the maid's hand.

Even with her extensive knowledge and experience, she was still amazed by the beauty of the dress.

However—at that moment, a black aura swept past.

The skirt in the maid's hands vanished!

"Where are my clothes?!"

Di Qingluan suddenly stood up.

"This servant...this servant doesn't know either, how did she just disappear like that?" The maid holding the dress changed her expression drastically, and the next second, bang! The maid was blasted away.

"Useless thing!"

At this moment.

A white figure walked in and saw who it was.

Di Qingluan's expression changed. "Brother Yichen, the clothes are gone..."

Bai Yichen came here by following the aura—the aura of the demon race.

Bai Yichen looked at the empty tray and turned to leave.

"Brother Yichen! The engagement is about to begin, it's okay if you don't have that dress! I don't mind!" Seeing Bai Yichen about to leave, Di Qingluan suddenly became nervous.

"I will get it back," Bai Yichen said coldly, then with a light tap of his toes, he disappeared into the horizon.

"Brother Yichen!"

Watching Bai Yichen's disappearing figure, Di Qingluan almost ground her teeth to powder.

"Princess, what should we do?" the maid asked anxiously. "The engagement is about to begin."

"No, he'll come back!"

Although she said that, Di Qingluan's clenched fists betrayed her true feelings.

"Get out, all of you!" Di Qingluan said angrily.

The maids responded and withdrew.

"Why, why can't you forget that vile woman of lowly blood after all these years!" Di Qingluan said through gritted teeth, "Bai Yichen, no matter how much you can't forget her, she's dead and can't be brought back to life! In this life, you can only be my husband, Di Qingluan's husband!"

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"stop!"

A flash of white light appeared, and Bai Yichen blocked Yin Ming's path, his gaze falling on the flowing dress in Yin Ming's hand.

"You are... the Demon Lord?" Bai Yichen was greatly shocked upon sensing the aura emanating from Yin Ming. The number one on the continent a thousand years ago?! Second only to the God Lord?

"Get out of here if you don't want to die."

"Leave what you have in your hand."

"No one has ever been able to take anything from me." A powerful aura suddenly erupted from Yin Ming's body.

Bai Yichen was so shocked that he barely managed to retreat.

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