In front of Ling Xuewei, tens of thousands of soldiers lined up, with a long passage in the middle.
Ahead is the gate of Fanxu Border City.
Tall and majestic, reaching into the sky.
"Ye Moyan, please let me down, I can walk on my own." In front of so many people, Ling Xuewei was held grandly by Ye Moyan, and she couldn't help but feel a little shocked.
"You have an injury on your foot, I will carry you."
Ye Moyan's voice was low and caring, yet so domineering that there was no doubt about it.
Ling Xuewei couldn't refuse.
Just like that, under the witness of countless Kongming lights all over the sky and tens of thousands of Fanxu soldiers, Ye Moyan hugged Ling Xuewei and moved forward step by step...
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This unique national wedding will still be remembered by the world even after thousands of years.
That day, tens of thousands of soldiers watched their emperor, holding the woman in red, step by step onto the high wall.
There are no gorgeous palace banquets, fireworks, sacrifices to gods, or worship.
There are only the blood-stained soldiers on the battlefield and the heroic spirits whose souls have returned to heaven and earth.
But this scene, like a beautiful picture, was deeply engraved in the hearts of the soldiers.
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The capital of Buddha.
Di Qianjue, who was on the bed, had been sleeping for an unknown period of time. His closed eyelids trembled slightly, as if he had dreamed of something bad, and he kept mumbling in his mouth, as if he was calling someone's name, but it seemed like it was just pure mumbling.
"The Holy Lord has been in a coma for two whole days, why doesn't he wake up?"
An Yi paced back and forth anxiously while the medical sage felt the pulse of the sage, and the wrinkles on his brow remained for a long time.
"Looking at his pulse, the Holy Lord must have been extremely angry. In addition, he was overworked recently, so he fell into a coma."
"Then why don't you wake up?"
"this……"
In fact, this is also very strange for the Medical Sage. Looking at the pulse, there is no difference between the Sage and the Sage, but why does he always feel that something is wrong?
Yan Yi stood aside, with a solemn expression on his face, but his eyes were thoughtful.
At this moment, something like this happened, which made him think more.
At that time, the Holy Lord asked him to leave. Only Panlao and the Holy Lord were in the temple, and all the secret guards retreated outside. Therefore, only the Holy Lord and Panlao knew what happened inside at that time.
Ban Lao has already explained what happened.
This man had a stubborn temper and believed that no one could persuade him. Thinking about it, he must have said something to offend the Holy King, which made the Holy King furious.
But, even if the Holy Lord is angry, he shouldn't suddenly fall into a coma, right?
Could it be that Ban Lao moved his hands?
In fact, Xianyi understood why the Holy Lord suddenly dispatched tens of thousands of dead soldiers at that time, but although he knew it, as a secret guard, he was not qualified to question his master's decision.
For the sake of a woman, dead soldiers were sent out, causing war.
Although Yan Yi didn't believe that the Holy Lord would really do this, it was just... If Pan Lao thought so, then it would make sense even if he really took action against the Holy Lord.
However, this old man did go too far this time. After all, if the following mistakes are made, when the Holy Lord wakes up, he may not have much to gain.
"Sage, are you awake?"
Just when I thought about this, I heard An Yi's excited voice coming from over there.
Di Qianjue quietly opened his eyes on the bed.
The holy doctor immediately came forward to check, and after burning a stick of incense, he confirmed that everything was fine.
And Yan Yi also discovered that the Holy Lord didn't seem to be any different.
For a moment, Di Qianjue and everyone else retreated, leaving only Yan Yi to ask about the situation.
"The dead men are all waiting in place... Holy Lord, news came from the shadows. The Emperor of the Night rushed to the border town two days ago, and the Demon Emperor fled. On that day, the Emperor of the Night held a grand wedding with the girl Ling. Now, she is a Vatican
Xu’s empress…”
He also just got the news.
I never expected that Emperor Ye would make this decision.
It can be said to be shocking.
It seems that this news has been transmitted back to Fanxu Imperial Capital at this moment, and as for the subsequent development, it is beyond his control.
What bothers Yi Yi now is how angry the master in front of him will be after knowing the news.
"Oh, this Ye Moyan is very good at winning people's hearts. After the battle with the demons, Fanxu's army must have been languishing for a while. With this move, the people below have become more respectful of His Majesty the Night Emperor..."
Di Qianjue sneered.
Looking at his master's sneer expression, a trace of doubt flashed in Yan's eyes, "Shengjun, Miss Ling, what are you going to do?"
"Since she is Ye Moyan's woman, I am naturally curious about what kind of woman can make that stoic, indifferent man move his heart." The expression on Di Qianjue's face did not change at all.
"Holy Lord?!"
Yu was shocked when she heard this.
"You...are you really okay?"
Why does the Holy Lord look like he doesn't know that woman at all?
"Nan Yi, what did you say?" Di Qianjue frowned.
"No, it's nothing. Holy Lord, do you still remember what this woman looks like?" Xianyi asked blankly.
"I have never seen it before, how can I remember it?" Di Qian didn't understand.
Buzz!
There was a roar in Yan Yi's ears, and she couldn't believe it.
How could the Holy Lord say he had never seen it before?
Obviously... obviously at the beginning...
Thinking of a possibility, Yan Yi suddenly raised his head and carefully looked at the face of the Holy Lord.
"Nanny Yi, what happened?"
Di Qianjue was so keen that he naturally noticed the abnormality of his subordinates.
"No, it's nothing. It's just that the Holy Lord still remembers what happened before you fell into coma?"
Yan Yi asked cautiously, and Di Qianjue frowned, "Prajna Xie has committed a crime like this, and I have no choice but to keep him. Send my order immediately to send him to the sea of Youdu. During this period, please don't let me see him again."
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At this moment, what flashed through Di Qianjue's mind was the scene before he fell into coma.
He insisted on leading the dead soldiers to raid the border city of Fanxu, but was strongly opposed by Prajna Evil.
Later, Prajna Xie took advantage of his unpreparedness and attacked him.
No matter what the reason was, this was a big taboo for him.
Yanyi looked at his expression carefully and found that although the Holy Lord was angry, he had no murderous intention.
It seems that Ban Lao really annoyed the Holy Lord this time.
Forget it, just let him go away for a while. At least the Holy Lord sent him to the deserted cave immediately to show that he still has room for him.
"You go out first."
"yes."
As soon as Yan walked out of the palace, she still couldn't believe it.
"Nanny Yi, what's wrong? But what happened?"
"Holy Lord, he..."
He had nothing to hide from An Yi. After he finished speaking, An Yi was stunned.
"How could it be... No! I'm not worried about the Holy Lord suddenly acting like this... By the way, go find the Holy Doctor! He will definitely have a solution!"
Although the Holy Doctor had felt something was wrong before, he never expected it to be like this.
Amnesia...and it happened that I only forgot part of it, not all the memories were gone. He had never seen this kind of phenomenon before.
"Holy Doctor, have you ever heard of any secret techniques that can cause people to lose their memory?" An Yi asked quickly.
"A lot. It's just that... this is the first time I've heard of just losing a part of it, or even the memory of a certain person. If..."
