Yue Wushang was slightly startled, yes, he still owed her a grand wedding!
He wants to officially marry her as his queen!
He glanced down, he couldn't hold a grand wedding without those people...
It seems I can no longer pretend to be dead.[
With a sweep of the ground, he removed the barriers around him.
He stood up and roared angrily: "Hey, wipe your tears, pull up your clothes, and quickly go and clean up the wedding hall. I'm getting married!"
This voice has an earth-shattering effect.
Everyone was instantly petrified!
After a while——
"Dad, Mom!"
"Kings!"
"Luo'er!"
The same cry, but the meaning is completely different.
It was despair just now, but now it is full of surprises and disbelief!
"Yue Wushang, you bastard, you are not dead! You are indeed not dead. I knew you bastard would not die so easily!"
Feng Liyan laughed like a madman...
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Wedding, this wedding has never been so grand in heaven and earth.
From Ziyun Gate to Mirage Palace, tens of millions of blooming flowers pave a long carpet of colorful colors.
The sixteen Mirage Palace disciples who came to welcome the bride carried a solemn sedan chair with brilliant light and auspicious clouds. The scene was extremely grand.
Almost step by step, he flew out of Ziyun Gate and headed straight to Mirage Palace...
Qi Luoer was sitting in the sedan chair, almost feeling unreal.
The sedan is filled with fragrance and decorated with all kinds of unknown exotic flowers and plants.[
Her heart swayed as the big red sedan chair flickered, ups and downs like waves...
This is the second time she has gotten married since she came to this world, and this time she is marrying the person she loves most in this life.
She just wants to hold hands with him for the rest of her life.
This time, no one will stop them...
After a journey of thousands of miles, we arrived in less than two hours.
The big red sedan chair passed through the crowds coming to watch the ceremony from both realms of immortals and demons, and finally arrived in front of the wedding hall.
The big red sedan slowly landed on the ground, the curtain was lifted, a slender jade-like hand stretched out, and a familiar breath came to meet the person.
Almost without any hesitation, Qi Luoer's little hand was put into his palm, and he grabbed it and led him out of the sedan chair...