Everyone present was exclaimed, especially the graceful lines, which is easy to make people think of it, and then with the dazzling sovereign brocade of their body, and a red belt embroidered with a stamen in the waist, life is lifelike, which is lifelike.
Between the steps, it is like a dragonfly a little water, light and elegant.
From the perspective of its costumes, it is necessary to be the bride who is about to marry.
Fan Chuan intends to look at it a few more, and suddenly there is an extremely complicated emotion. I don't know why, Fanchuan's heartbeat has begun to accelerate, and the immortality in the body is moving up and down.
It is completely hidden, but fortunately, there are eleven fairy being present. This trace of Fanchuan's fairy is not enough to be found by the cactus.
After the so -called bride walked out of the side room of the main hall, I saw that the Beastmaster began to get excited and ran to the bride quickly. He wanted to reach out to help, but was given away by the bride.
Benjue Beastmaster did not feel that he lost his face, but looked at the crowd present with red light, including the eleven fairy, and then laughed: "Haha, let you wait for a long time, the king's happy today's joy today
Everyone! "
Li Demon Zun took the lead in catering: "Congratulate the joy of the beast King again!"
Those beast soldiers came with voices: "Congratulate the joy of the beast king!"
However, the eleven fairy people turned a blind eye and didn't speak, but just looked at everything in front of them.
And Fanchuan's sight never escaped from that bride, but that familiar sense made Fanchuan scare, and he was afraid that he would be true. From the tangled pace of the bride, Fanchuan became more and more scared.
Then, then
At this time, there was a sound of ethereal sound outside the temple. Fan Chuan knew that it was the sound of the strangely shaped wooden stake impact.
Tao: "Ji Shi has arrived! Congratulations to the Beastmaster to love the new lady!"
As the shout fell, the sound of gongs and drums sounded again outside the temple, and the ethereal sound of the wooden pile seemed to be struggling to celebrate everything in front of you.
Benjue Beastmaster was also surrounded by everyone, picked a sedan seed, and sat up and sat up, while the bride slowly moved towards another sedan.
Fan Chuan didn't know why, there was an urge to rush up, but Fanchuan himself didn't know why the impulse came, but just felt that there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity on the bride not far away in front of him.
And when Fanchuan was struggling in tangled, the bride had come to another sedan seed, but the bride stopped and didn't seem to want to go to the sedan.
But in just a moment, one of the three beast soldiers behind him pushed the bride impatiently and pushed the bride impatiently, and wanted to use the strength of push to push it into the sedan.
It is precisely because of this pushing strength that the red cloth of the bride blocked the cheek quietly slipped off.
From the perspective of Fanchuan, it just looked at the bride's cheeks, and the bright eyes with tears flowing, and the cinnabar on the lips that were soaked in tears, the cinnabar on the lips of tears.
At this moment, Fanchuan was stunned, and his legs were trembling unconsciously, his head was empty, but his dull eyes had difficulty in understanding. However, if the scene was quiet, you could clearly hear the sound of Fanchuan's teeth and his teeth, and
The "squeak" bone fist sounded by the fist.
This so -called bride turned out to be Wan Ling, who had been looking for a long, long time.
From Wan Ling's tears, Fanchuan saw helplessness; saw sadness; saw pain. And from Wan Ling's thin cheeks, Fanchuan could not see the glory of the past;
The innocence of the past. Some are only the pain left by the years, and the self -destruction of self -destruction.
Fanchuan's heart is like a knife twisted, and it is like Sakura's white away, but the pain that has come successively makes Fanchuan's heart almost numb, but the deep guilt's heart also tells the heart that the heart of the deep guilt will always tell
Fanchuan, he is not a decent man, can't protect his woman, is the biggest sinner.
Fanchuan's mind began to quickly turn over the appearance of Wan Ling's past. In the night of the night, the innocence, beautiful and touching, cute and gentle, but compared with the cry of Wan Ling, who was crying in front of him, it was just a judgment.
If the two, and Fanchuan, will impose all the sins of all these changes to themselves.
The deep guilt, guilt, and finally seeing Wan Ling's excitement, all gathered in Fanchuan's mind, which led to the fairy -like movement of Fanchuan at this moment, but in the unknowingly
, Fanchuan's eyeball has slowly become blood -red.
In the eyes of Fanchuan at this moment, there is only Wan Ling alone, and the others are all air.
However, at this time, because of the rebound of the commander of the beast soldier, it fell into a red cloth that covered Wanling's cheeks. This was a criminal and rude, and under the public of the court, I saw the beast soldier commanded.
In front of the sedan seeds of the Beastmaster, a trembling voice said: "Master Beast King, the subordinates are unintentional, please ask the beast King to sin!"
And the Benjue Beast King who had not pulled off the cars naturally saw all this, and then drank: "Hurry up and give the king! Back to the king into the sedan!"
The reprimanded beast soldiers quickly got up and walked towards Wan Ling, trying to forcibly stuff Wan Ling into the sedan seeds. At this time, Fanchuan couldn't bear it, or that Fan Chuan had already been unable to bear it.
"Get it all away !!!"
Fanchuan is like a volcanic outbreak. His arms are extinguished at the same time and shouted at the sky. At the same time, the immortality is like the real dragon's present world, across the entire hall, and the pressure of the way like a lightning strike one after another piercing hundreds of beast soldiers around Fanchuan.
And those beast soldiers are like a few sedan seeds next to Fanchuan, and they are instantly crushed by immortality.
Suddenly in the air, there were wood chips and flesh.
Due to the excessive immortality released by Fanchuan, a strong shaking of the entire hall also appeared, but the eleven fairy also immediately presented the imperial war.
, But all of them were quickly drawn out of immortality.
At the same time, the veil on Fanchuan's face also slowly dropped to the ground.
"Fan ... Fanchuan!"
At the moment of seeing Fanchuan, Wan Ling was like getting a trace of air from the deep sea floor, as if seeing light from the dark hell, and shouting Fanchuan's name with a lot of crying.
His long skirt, running crazy towards Fanchuan.
When I ran to Fanchuan's body, Wan Ling had already cried and spent her face, and she tied into the arms of Fanchuan.
Feel Fanchuan's chest, feel Fanchuan's cheeks, and finally touched the long hair of Fanchuan.
"Fan ... Fanchuan, really ... really you? I'm not dreaming? You ... what happened to your hair? I miss you, I really miss ... you, Linger really miss you,
Linger is so scared ... oh oh. "
Wan Ling is like an extremely helpless child. Regardless of any image, she just wants to grasp Fanchuan firmly, and tells Fan Chuan to listen to the loneliness and helplessness of these years. It is sad.
Fanchuan held Wan Ling's cold little hand in one hand, wiped Wan Ling's tear marks in one hand, and said with a choking voice: "Ling ... Linger, I'm sorry, I ... I'm late."
When the words fell, the tears of Fanchuan fell instantly, and the tears were like rain, which was difficult to stop.
Seeing that Fanchuan shed tears, Wan Ling held Fanchuan's cheeks sadly, and kept biting his lips. The previous helpless dissipation had dissipated a lot, but there was a little bit of distress and deep love in the eyes.
"Linger, I ... I miss you so much, always thinking, always ..." Fan Chuan couldn't speak, tears burst into the embankment, and tightly hug Wan Ling in his arms.
Wan Ling can feel the acceleration of Fanchuan's heartbeat, and Fanchuan can also feel the trembling of Wan Ling's weak body.
"I ... I don't dream? Fanchuan, isn't this a dream?" Wan Ling, who was hidden in Fanchuan's arms, couldn't believe it.
Fanchuan patted Wan Ling's back gently, and softly whispered: "No, no, not a dream, it's me, it's Fanchuan, come to save you."
"Well ... Well, Fanchuan ..." Wan Ling was also sad and excited, but just felt the temperature of Fanchuan's chest, so as to relieve his coldness in these years.
However, when the warmth of Fanchuan and Wan Ling continued, there was an unpopular roar behind the Beast King of the Beast King.
"Who are you? Dare to plunder the wife of the king!"
However, Fanchuan and Wan Ling didn't pay attention to their own consciousness, but Wan Ling still hidden in Fanchuan's arms, and whispered: "Fanchuan, I don’t want to ... marry him, he forced me.
Wait for you."
Fanchuan patted Wan Ling's back again, and whispered softly: "I know, I know all, don't say it."
At this time, the Benjue Beast King saw that Fanchuan didn't care about himself, but he was even more angry: "Presumably! Get off for the king!"
With a order, hundreds of remaining beast soldiers in the hall came to Fanchuan, but the pace of seeing the beast soldiers was indeed very slow, and each person was in danger. After all
At that time, they all saw them with their own eyes.
"Can't hear all? Hurry up and get the king! Don't kill the person!"
The beast soldiers like ants in the fire were like an iron heart, and they began to swarm towards Fanchuan.
However, after the beast soldiers were about to come into contact with Fanchuan's body, I saw that Fanchuan suddenly turned his head and stared at the hundreds of beast soldiers roared: "Roll away!"
With a anger, there were countless immortality, like a sharp blade, and the hundreds of beast soldiers in the continuous thorns.
Almost at the same time, the body of hundreds of beast soldiers in the hall died instantly and died instantly.
Seeing this, the Benjue Beast King widened his eyes in horror, but in just a moment, Benjue Beast King reacted again and found it outside the temple. He tried to summon some beast soldiers to catch Fanchuan.
But at this moment, the eleven immortals flickered, blocking in front of the Benjue Beastmaster, and the beards of the beacon faintly said: "The beast king, don't shout, the shout is also dead, it is also dead, it is also dead, it is also dead.