A slight exclaim came from the crowd, and many ladies had even covered their mouths and exclaimed. The church, which had just been immersed in a joyful and peaceful atmosphere, was now silent. The great priest of the Wood Temple also took a breath on the stage.

In the customs of the peak continent, it is of course a great luck to grab the rose bouquet thrown by the bride, which means that the luck of love will come to you soon. The next person to enter the wedding hall is probably yourself. But if the rose thorns on the bouquet are thorned and bleeding, it means that although love will fall on you, there will definitely be a tragic ending that makes people sigh.

Jin Miao walked over and said, "Lan'er...this...it's just an accident..."

Song Ning turned around on the stage and saw Jia Lan's bleeding fingers. She couldn't help but cover her mouth and exclaimed, but soon calmed down her emotions and quickly walked to Jia Lan: "It's okay, everything is fine."

Jialan had no expression, but just handed the bouquet to Jin Miao's hands and turned around and left.

Xiong Wang Songtao looked at the deserted scene in the hall and quickly stood up: "Thank you all the guests for attending my granddaughter's wedding. Now please move to the banquet hall and attend the wedding dinner!"

The crowd suddenly returned to the lively atmosphere, and the guests from all over the world slowly left the church under Song Tao.

A lonely figure in the crowd looked at the church door and looked deep, then lowered his head.

"Great worship, don't you go to the banquet?" A tall and arrogant figure walked over and patted him on the shoulder with a proud look on his face.

Ling Luocheng's eyes were still in the direction of the girl who had pierced her hand just now, leaving, and her eyes were thinking: "Your Majesty, go first, I have some things to deal with."

"You are a young man! You should like to attend such a banquet, right?" Jia Potian seemed not very dissatisfied with Song Tao's arrangement. After all, the retainers of a certain royal family have now become members of these ancient royal families, and they are happy even if they are despised by those people.

"Your Majesty, I said, you go first!" Ling Luocheng's tone was very firm, unquestionable, and even had a hint of order. From such a conversation, we can see that even Chen Nanguo, who had the final say in the Jia family, was still just a puppet under Ling Luocheng's hands.

Jia Potian had to withdraw his hand and leave reluctantly. After almost all the people in the church went to the banquet, Ling Luocheng sat on the chair without moving.

"Great End," the priest of the Wooden Temple, which was still in the church, slowly walked to Ling Luocheng. As a priest, he should have rituals when he saw any priest, but Ling Luocheng was still sitting on the chair without even raising his head.

The Wood Temple Sacrifice was a loyal and honest old man. Seeing this, he just smiled slightly: "Power can only make people fascinate their minds. No matter which temple, it is for gods, just to take over oracles and protect the continent. The Great Envoy has reached such a position at such a young age, and its talent is really enviable. It is just that the Great Envoy does not forget to dig wells when it is time to eat water. It is better not to be confused about your mind when it is alive and dead in this continent..."

As he said that, the old man slowly left the church, and only Ling Luocheng was left in the church.

"Ignorance old man! Do you know that the power that made me fascinated my mind?"

The conversation was divided into two parts. Jia Lan was in the garden in the Northern Palace. Her heart beat violently just now, not because her fingers were pierced. Instead, she had a very bad premonition, but she couldn't tell where this premonition came from.

The tingling of her fingers reminded her of the legend of the Peak Continent. Yes, roses will tell me that love with a god is not allowed.

A figure came over in the darkness, and the faint energy fluctuations attracted Jia Lan's attention

"Who?" Jia Lan asked, the Thunder Blade in her hand had been unsheathed.

"I knew it was you, even if you were covered with a veil, I knew it." A cold voice came from the figure. Jia Lan immediately put away the Thunder Blade when she heard the sound, and sat in the garden, motionless.

"Did you recognize me?"

"It's not difficult. You are a good actor, but your friends are not." The voice said slowly, and the figure is getting closer and closer. "You are probably the only one on this continent who can make the first princess of the Sith Kingdom and the queen who succeeds the future of the North.

"So what if I recognize me? Are you planning to send me to Donghai Kingdom and let me, the wanted criminal, go to prison, or capture me back to Chennan Kingdom to be your flesh-free priest?" Jia Lan said coldly, her disguised pure white eyes exuding a hint of angry blood, staring at the cold man in front of her.

"Lan'er, are you so cold to me?" Ling Luocheng sat beside her and hugged her shoulders. But Jia Lan turned around and easily avoided.

"I don't remember anything that happened in the Water Temple before." Jialan said coldly, "But what I know is that you actually sealed my mother!"

Ling Luocheng was slightly stunned: "How did you know?"

"You don't need to worry! When my mother was hitting the god level, was you making trouble behind the scenes?" Jialan was not heartbreaking, but was still very calm.

"You know a lot..." Ling Luocheng smiled and gently raised his long white hair, "I did it, so what?"

"Are you and the Dark Temple..." Jialan asked, knowing that Ling Luocheng would never lie in front of her.

"Yes, so what? Since you know everything, why ask me again?" Ling Luocheng still looked at Jia Lan with a doting look. His gentle gaze made Jia Lan unable to bear to speak loudly.

"Then... why..." Jialan asked.

"No reason. People in the world think that I am greedy for power and try to use the power of the Dark Temple to control the entire continent. But who knows that I am just a part of power, just a pawn. For my purpose, I am baptized, become the people of the Dark Temple, and join their plan. It is just to protect my beloved woman. What is wrong with me?" Ling Luocheng looked dissatisfied.

"Protect……"

"What can I do with the woman I love? With the orphans from the mountain village, I can do it? Even if they are talented, will they become ordinary worshipers in the end? When your mother, my master, rejected me personally, I knew that my abilities were only limited to this temple. Only by mastering the abilities that exceed the temple and the demigods, can I truly realize my dream!"

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