The three major sects and the Heavenly Net Tower were wiped out.
Lord Mo found the remains of Mo Laoda and his wife in the dungeon of Tianluo Tower and brought them home for burial.
Moyang City has stabilized.
Mo Yunzhao returned the position of city lord to the old city lord Mo.
Ling Jingyu and Mo Yunzhao ultimately did not go to the Demon Realm. For them, Moyang City and Ning'an City were where they belonged.
Here are the people they care about most.
Two months have passed in the blink of an eye.
Mo Yunzhao looked at Ling Jingyu, who was still alive and kicking, and was still wearing the Ice Cicada Silk Gloves.
"Master, now you should tell me, how exactly do we save Ling Jingyu?"
Ling Jingyu quickly came over, "That's right, Master, half a year has long passed, and I'm still alive."
Ever since Ah Zhao threatened him that she would marry him on the seventh day after his death and have two children within three years, he has been terrified and has no desire to die.
He's very lucky now; he's been reborn, and more than half a year has passed, and he's still alive.
Hmm, now I can marry Ah Zhao.
Medicine God: "It's simple. Ah Zhao fell in love with you, so naturally she won't die. I didn't dare tell you before because I was afraid you would feel burdened."
"Well……"
Mo Yunzhao and Ling Jingyu felt an urge to beat up the God of Medicine.
"What about his hand..."
The Medicine God laughed again: "That's even simpler. Once you two get married and consummate your marriage, nothing else matters."
Mo Yunzhao silently stood up. There was no bamboo forest here, no bamboo strips to beat it. Should he use a wooden stick or a broom?
Ling Jingyu twisted his arm, deciding to ignore weapons and just use his fists.
"This was the old demon king's idea!" Medicine God said, clutching his head.
"Who is the Old Demon King?" Mo Yunzhao narrowed his eyes dangerously at him.
The Medicine God pointed at Ling Jingyu, "His grandfather."
"Well……"
It feels like I'm being insulted.
"Where is he?" Ling Jingyu felt he deserved a beating too.
"That old monk from Wuxiang Temple in Yuncheng."
Mo Yunzhao: "..."
Well, she beat up Ling Jingyu's grandfather, but she wants to beat him up again.
November 18th is an auspicious day for marriage.
The two daughters of the city lord of Moyang City got married at the same time.
A ten-mile-long procession of red bridal makeup.
The old city lord cried until his eyes were brimming with tears.
Fu Liu watched as Mo Yunlan and Mo Yunzhao sat together, wearing identical wedding dresses and red veils, even their wedding shoes were the same.
"Sister Fumeng, do you think His Highness and Nie You might have chosen the wrong bride?"
You can find this kind of thing all the time in storybooks.
Fu Meng: "No."
Fu Liu tilted her head and said, "There's a man who keeps looking at you."
Fu Meng: "Mm."
The wedding procession has arrived.
Ling Jingyu and Nie You arrived at Zhaotian Garden at the same time and were completely dumbfounded when they saw two identical brides.
"You'll have to choose your own partner. If you choose the right one, you'll get married. If you choose the wrong one, you'll have to become a son-in-law." Old City Lord Mo looked at them, smiling as he made things difficult for them.
Ling Jingyu and Nie You exchanged a glance, and each stepped forward to lead a bride.
Seeing this, the old city lord hurriedly slapped his thigh and shouted, "Wrong, wrong! Nie You, you're holding A Zhao's hand! Your Highness, you're holding A Lan's hand! You're wrong!"
Ling Jingyu and Nie You ignored him, took their respective brides' hands, knelt down, and then went out.
Old City Lord Mo slapped his thigh and shouted, "Wrong, really wrong."
A procession of red bridal processions stretched for miles, drawing crowds of onlookers.
In the wedding hall, Emperor Yanwu sat and watched with a smile as the two couples bowed to heaven and earth.
"First bow to Heaven and Earth."
"Bowing to the parents twice."
"Husband and wife bow to each other."
"Send them into the bridal chamber."
Ling Jingyu and Nie You each led their brides into the bridal chamber.
In the bridal chamber, Ling Jingyu lifted the red veil, and Mo Yunzhao shyly looked up at him.
The two drank the nuptial wine.
"Grandfather said, 'You're leading the wrong horse,' why aren't you stopping?"
Ling Jingyu sat down beside her. "I know where you are even with my eyes closed. How could I mistake you for someone else?"
Grandfather did that on purpose.
As he spoke, he tackled Mo Yunzhao to the ground.
Mo Yunzhao raised her hand to block his kiss, "Have you reflected on what I told you to do before?"
"Huh?" Ling Jingyu grabbed her collar in a panic. "Don't think about these things right now."
"No, you haven't reflected on your actions, so you're not allowed in."
"I can listen to you on other things, but not on this."
"Tear..."
Clothes ripped, accompanied by other strange noises.
The same applies to Xiyuan.
Afterwards, Mo Yunzhao nestled in Ling Jingyu's arms and said, "Ling Jingyu, in my past life, I loved you to the bone."
I love you, not just in this life, but also in past lives.
Ling Jingyu lowered his head and kissed her, "In the past life, in this life, in the next life, and in every lifetime, I will love you with all my heart."
Three years later.
Fu Meng married into the Feng Bang Kingdom and became its queen.
Mo Yunlan was six months pregnant, and Nie You cooked fish soup.
Mo Yunzhao gave birth to her second child, truly having two children in three years.
Ling Jingyu, who slept soundly through the night, was kicked out to wash diapers the next day.
It's ridiculous that the Crown Prince is washing diapers.
But... even the crown prince is washing diapers, how can the commoners escape?
—The End.
I originally intended to update slowly every day, doing it out of love, but looking at the meager daily payment of ten or twenty yuan, and thinking about my two hungry babies, I just can't keep doing it.
So I hastily wrote an ending.
I'm sorry that you enjoyed a hastily concluded novel. I'm very sorry.
Next time, I will try my best.
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