"Okay, let's say it first. If you are in danger, run away. I'm thick-skinned and they can't kill him!"

A warm smile appeared on Wei Ping's face. He liked Long Shenfeng, the honest second brother, and the eldest brother who always loves to disappear.

How many forces in the world are preparing for this wedding.

If the princess of the Xiong family had not survived the ninth-grade thunder tribulation, who would have noticed her?

Xiong Chongyan, who made a big splash, wants to marry His Highness the Eighth Prince of the Dayan Dynasty. For such a great joy, no one in the world wants to take advantage of this time to congratulate him first.

Besides, no one in the world knows that the Eighth Prince Demon Lord is His Majesty the favorite youngest son of Emperor Dayan. If he wants to establish a crown prince, he must be.

There are also rumors that on the day of the Eighth Prince's wedding, His Majesty the Emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty would issue an order to make the Eighth Prince the Crown Prince.

The future emperor and queen are a great joy that shocked the world. Many powerful people who have not yet emerged have to go to the imperial city of the Dayan Dynasty to witness this major event that will be recorded in history for thousands of years in the future.

Hundred Flowers Sect!

On the mountain tripod where flowers bloom, Zhao Shishi looked at Yang Xue practicing swords. After a year, the little girl has grown a lot taller and is already thirteen years old.

Yang Xue has changed a lot. She has grown from that little girl who doesn’t know the world to a big girl who knows a lot.

After the little girl practiced her sword skills, her forehead was covered with sweat.

Zhao Shishi waved her hand and she ran up immediately.

"You're tired!"

The little girl shook her head and said, "I'm not tired!"

Zhao Shishi felt a little sad, and touched her head and said, "Do you miss him?"

There was a trace of mist in Yang Xue's eyes, and she would never forget the elder brother who protected him in the Dan Hall.

"Sister Shishi, I want to go to the imperial city with you. I don't want my sister-in-law to marry the eighth prince."

Zhao Shishi smiled, lit the little girl's forehead and said, "Who told you that she is your sister-in-law!"

The little girl said seriously: "Brother likes her, she is my sister-in-law!"

Zhao Shishi suddenly felt a little surprised. What charm does that young man have? Even a little girl trusts him so much.

At this moment, Zhao Shishi's face suddenly changed drastically because she saw a ray of light rising into the sky in the direction of Wujian Cave.

"This is!"

In an instant! In the Baihua Sect, many auras soared into the sky and instantly descended in front of Wujian Cave.

Among these auras, when the most powerful one appeared, the aura around them was much more restrained.

"Everything goes down, no one is allowed to say a word about today, otherwise there will be no mercy to kill!"

A cold voice sounded in the minds of every powerful Baihua Sect. They all nodded, then turned around and left, pretending not to see the figure in front of Wujian Cave.

Chen Ping took a deep breath of the air from the outside!

I can't remember how long this feeling has been.

The years and time of Wujian Cave are like passing clouds to Chen Ping.

I drank all the jade bottle of spiritual wine I had made, and when I came out just now, I also fed another bottle.

Moreover, because it came out too hastily, it almost caused a thunder tribulation, which alarmed the powerful people of Baihua Sect.

"Just come out!"

The ancestor of Baihua Sect looked at the figure in front of him!

In a year, the boy has changed. In the vast cave, ten years have passed.

Ten years later, things change, and the teenager is not the teenager of that year.

"Shishi is here. If you want to know anything, you can ask her!"
Chapter completed!