"How could it be me?"

Yan Wushen said softly, then seemed indifferent and walked out.

The Tao he practiced was destined to be free from desires and ruthless throughout his life, and his partner was optional. However, since it was granted by the God Lord, it must have a deep meaning and naturally he had to agree.

Besides, he has a good impression of Prajna.

The ones that were shocked the most in my heart were Prajna and Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen did not change any expression, but his pupils quickly contracted and his breathing stopped for a moment. But soon, everything returned to normal.

Prajna was much more obvious than Zhang Ruochen's performance. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the divine shadow of the God of Fortune and Lu with an incredible expression.

There were too many shocked monks, and even some gods were surprised, so no one noticed that something was obviously wrong with her.

In the distance, Xuan Ji Sword Saint's heart skipped a beat, his face changed drastically, and he said, "Oh, why did the God of Fulu come here?"

The Queen of Thousand Bone said: "What are you worried about?"

Prajna and Zhang Ruochen are both disciples of Xuanji Sword Saint, and he has some understanding of their personalities.

He said: "The most difficult hurdle in the world is the hurdle of love. The empress should know that Zhang Ruochen is a person who keeps his promises. No matter how difficult the things he promised, he will do everything he can to do."

"This is true." said the Thousand Bone Empress.

Xuan Ji Sword Saint said: "In the past, when Zhang Ruochen proposed marriage to Huang Yanchen, he once said something. My friendship for my senior sister will not change in three lives, three lives, and three reincarnation. Perhaps because of the past, the two have become strangers, and their kindness has been cut off, but the love in Zhang Ruochen's heart has never changed."

The Queen of Thousand Bones said: "Are you worried that Zhang Ruochen will be unable to control himself and prevent the God of Fulu from giving him a marriage?"

"I don't know what he will do, but he will definitely do something."

Immediately afterwards, Xuan Ji Sword Saint said: "What I am more worried about is Prajna. Her character is more stubborn than Zhang Ruochen, and her love is deeper than Zhang Ruochen."

The Queen of Thousand Bones said: "The God of Fortune gave Zhang Ruochen a marriage, in a sense, to use the relationship between marriage and marriage, to keep Zhang Ruochen in the Hell Realm, so that his relationship with the Hell Realm will become closer. Therefore, Zhang Ruochen must not refuse. Once he refuses, he will definitely cause criticism and be criticized."

"It is already very dangerous to cultivate Prajna into the gate of the true self but not become the goddess of the Temple of Destiny. The God of Fortune gave marriage to the God of Fortune, in a sense, was to protect her. If she refused, she would not know the current affairs and would only speed up her own death."

"But, she is not afraid of death at all." Xuan Ji Sword Saint said.

The God Lord gave a marriage, and ordinary monks dared not discuss it, but a god snorted: "The Temple of Destiny wants to conquer the two Yuanhui-level geniuses in advance!"

This god comes from the Temple of Darkness, but he dares to say this only in his own divine realm world.

Prajna represents the Temple of Destiny, and Rosa's mother is the former goddess of destiny. The two daughters and the Temple of Destiny are closely related. Giving them to Yan Wushen and Zhang Ruochen is indeed a sign of subjugation.

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After hesitating for a moment, Prajna's face returned to calm and he walked to Yan Wushen's side.

The God of Fulu said, "I intend to give you two marriages, are you willing?"

"I do."

After Yan Wushen finished speaking, he couldn't help looking at Prajna, but was surprised to find that her expression was quite strange, her face with a clear outline was as cold as an iceberg that could not be melted. There was no trace of joy, but was full of resistance.

"How could it be like this? Does she want to refuse marriage?"

This thought arose, and Yan Wushen's face became solemn and ugly.

In his opinion, Prajna is an extremely smart woman and should not do such dementia. Besides, what is wrong with Yan Wushen? I don’t know how many women in the hell world want to marry him, but they don’t have the chance.

If Prajna really refuses, soon Yan Wushen and the God of Fulu will become jokes from countless monks.

Perhaps the monks in the Hell Realm dare not laugh at the God Lord. But what about the monks in the Heavenly Realm?

Yan Wushen may not care about being humiliated by Prajna. But, doesn’t the Yama clan care?

Seeing that Prajna did not agree for a long time, the atmosphere gradually became solemn. Not only did the monks in Wujin Square change their faces, but even the gods in the Temple of Destiny showed serious expressions.

The black-robed high priest with a profound cultivation level was so scared that his face was pale and sent a message to Prajna: "What an honor is the God of Marriage? Why don't you kowtow to thank me immediately?"

Prajna is not moved by it.

The atmosphere between heaven and earth became heavier and heavier, and all the sounds disappeared, and they were extremely quiet.

The God of Fulu seemed very patient and had not urged him, but was just waiting quietly.

The wind smiles in his eyes, waiting for Prajna to kill himself.

Luo Qi couldn't help looking at Prajna. It was really hard to understand why she resisted the God-given marriage so much?

Could it be that I was dissatisfied with the failure to become the goddess of destiny?

It shouldn't be!

Prajna should not be such a short-sighted woman.

Zhang Ruochen did not look at Prajna, but he felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart, as if Prajna was waiting for him to express his opinion, or as if he was waiting for him to protect her.

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen let out a long breath.

Because it was too quiet, even the sound of exhaling seemed particularly clear, attracting the eyes of many monks.

"The God-given marriage is given to you, and I will protect Luo Yi for the rest of my life and never let her down."

Zhang Ruochen said this, and then, under the gaze of his eyes, he spread his arms and hugged Luo Yi and kissed her white forehead.

Luo Shengtian stared at his eyes like a copper bell, gritting his teeth, feeling that Zhang Ruochen was lawless, and he was actually flirting with his sister in front of so many monks.

Luo Ya was just at first, a little confused. Soon the corners of his mouth slightly raised, lowering his head, looking extremely sweet and happy.

As long as you are a smart person, you can see that Zhang Ruochen's move was to break the depressing atmosphere and also to remind Prajna that he should not violate the marriage granted by the God of Fortune and Lu.

After all, this is related to the face of the God of Fortune, the Temple of Destiny, the Yama clan, and even the face of the Hell Realm.

Prajna understood Zhang Ruochen's intentions and felt a sense of despair. The coldness in his eyes finally melted and said, "Thank you for the God of Grateful Marriage, Prajna is grateful."

Then she knelt down to the ground, her nose touched the ground, and no one could see her expression at this moment.

The divine shadow of the God of Fortune finally dissipated.

The black-robed high priest threw a gratitude to Zhang Ruochen, and then he preached some matters about the battle of the sky hunting and made a final summary.

When everything was over, the monks who participated in the Heavenly Hunting Banquet left the Mount of Destiny one after another.

Zhang Ruochen took the cultivators of the Blood Heaven Tribe, including the White Tiger of the Burial Gold, Blood Gel Xiao, Blood Tu, Xue Chen, and other monks of the Blood Heaven Tribe, as well as Lian Xi, Zhuo, Zhou Zhen, and Shen Tu Yunkong, and walked out of Wujin Square and entered the Seven-Star Imperial Palace.

I looked back and saw that Prajna was still kneeling in the square.

Only Yan Wushen stood beside her.

Xue Tu said in disappointment: "This Highness Prajna is really hard to understand. The God Lord promised to marry so hard."

"If the Lord God gives me a marriage, I can walk sideways in the hell realm in the future!" The Great Sage Yi Xuan said enviously.

Gu Chenzi looked solemn and said, "Fortunately she agreed, otherwise it would cause an uproar."

Xue Tu laughed and said, "She has to thank my senior brother. If the senior brother hadn't been kind to her at the critical moment, she would probably have lost her life because of her temporary stubbornness."

"Shut up." Zhang Ruochen said coldly.

Xue Tu immediately felt a cold air and couldn't help but shivered. Suddenly, he didn't dare to say more.

The eighteen Ghost Kings of Six Tribulations carried the Seven Stars Palace and left straight away.

Tens of thousands of Blood Heaven Tribe monks gathered in the Bingsi city of Hange City. When they saw the Seven Star Imperial Palace, Yi Xuan and the Great Sage, and then they suddenly heard deafening shouts, greeting each other, and were deafening.

A holy banquet has been prepared in a manor in the city.

A number of big figures from the Blood Heaven Tribe walked out of the banquet venue and came to the gate to personally welcome the triumphant return of Yi Xuan, Gu Chenzi and others.

The three ancestor families, the six-sided Blood Sea, the seven-ridge twelve cities, the top forces of these Blood Heaven tribes, all attended by top-notch powers, and brought together the most beautiful women in the power, which obviously meant to win over and make friends.

The strength of each force is at least comparable to that of the top 4,000 worlds in the Heavenly Court.

For example, the Xia tribe where Emperor Yu is located has 340 billion people, and there were even gods in charge. However, the Xia tribe is just a force under the "Nanling" among the seven ridges.

The envoy of the Immortal Temple, the Great Lord of Fire Source, repeatedly looked in the crowd and asked, "Where is Zhang Ruochen?"

Zhang Ruochen is the protagonist of the Holy Banquet tonight. All major forces want to make friends, and they are even rushing to marry the most beautiful descendant of the Holy Realm of the power to him.

After all, the news that the Bloody War God wants to marry into all parties has been released.

Xue Chen greeted him, bowed to Master Huoyuan and bowed to him, saying, "My cousin Ruochen is injured and is inconvenient to attend the Holy Banquet. He has returned to Hanhai Manor to rest."

Hearing this, Master Huoyuan and the monks from various major forces were all stunned.

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After being transformed by Zhou Zhen, the formation master, Hanhai Manor has beautiful scenery, birds singing and flowers singing, and the lake is blue. It is no different from those cultivation holy places in Kunlun Realm.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen was sitting by the lake, staring at the reflection in the lake.

Outside the manor, the sky was hustle and bustle, and the lights were like fire, but he was not moved at all and was completely immersed in his inner world.

The White Tiger Burial of Gold can feel what Zhang Ruochen thinks and says, "Like you, the inner demon will become stronger and one day you will be swallowed up. Whatever you want to do, let go, the more you will be, the more disasters you will suffer in the future, and the road to becoming a god will be difficult."

Zhang Ruochen said nothing.

Just like that, he sat by the lake all night, and no one dared to disturb him.
To be continued...