The sound was not loud, and he was obviously a little distracted, but it was enough for everyone around him to hear.
In an instant, everyone in the Ming Cult heaved a sigh of relief. Patriarch King Kong, Taoist Baishu and others also seemed to see hope in despair and immediately looked at Li Daoqiang.
Li Daoqiang frowned again, not happy, but looked at Zhang Wuji with some disgust: "It's true that justice is important, but you just gave up on Minmin like that?
Minmin, is this the man you like?"
There was unspeakable anger and disappointment in his words.
Zhang Wuji was speechless and could only lower his head, no longer daring to look at Zhao Min.
Zhao Min took a breath, took two steps forward, hugged Li Daoqiang's arm, showed a bright smile, wrinkled her nose and said displeasedly: "Master, what are you talking about?
I haven't chosen the two options you mentioned yet."
Li Daoqiang frowned at her, with obvious confusion and doubt on his expression.
Deep down in my heart, I secretly praised Zhao Min for being decisive enough.
Zhao Min didn't panic at all, he looked into the other person's eyes and said with a bright smile: "Master Zhang and I had some disputes in the past, but those were all old things in the past.
I didn't know you at that time, so you wouldn't still blame me.
I am now your soon-to-be wife, so what choices do you need to make?"
Everyone in Meng Yuan and Mingjiao was overjoyed and their hopes were even greater.
Zhang Wuji looked dazed and looked blankly at Zhao Min, who had a dignified, graceful and radiant smile.
Although he knew that this was his choice, he was still so distressed that he couldn't breathe.
Li Daoqiang didn't look at the others, his brows furrowed even more tightly, he took a deep look at Zhao Min a few times, took his arm out of his soft embrace, and sighed softly: "Minmin, you don't have to be like this, I'm not a fool, and I don't want to."
I saw you being forced to marry me.
That’s all, I’ll relent once more, you can take Zhang Wuji and leave.”
Zhao Min looked at Li Daoqiang in shock, unable to believe that the person in front of him would say these words.
He has never been a good person who would make others happy.
But he still looked at Zhang Wuji with a glimmer of hope.
Zhang Wuji lowered his head again in pain, not daring to look back.
Zhao Min laughed bitterly at herself. Under such circumstances, she should have known that Zhang Wuji would not have a second choice.
He hugged him up again with his arms, his big eyes were filled with mist, and he said pitifully: "Master, don't you want me anymore?"
The posture was so lifelike that on the surface, Li Daoqiang couldn't see any problems at all, and couldn't help but admire it secretly.
Performing in front of so many people who know the situation, she really deserves to be called a witch.
He said with a serious expression: "Minmin, do you know what you are talking about?
My patience has limits."
"Of course Minmin knows, I, Zhao Min, only have one man in my life, and that is you, the boss." Zhao Min's pretty face became solemn, mist overflowed from her eyes, and she said extremely firmly.
"Okay." Li Daoqiang raised his eyebrows with undisguised joy, "Minmin, I believe you.
I will always remember these words, and I will never let you down in this life."
"Yeah." Zhao Min didn't stop crying and nodded with a smile.
Li Daoqiang stretched out his hand to help her gently wipe away her tears, held her in his arms again, glanced at the audience, and said happily: "I am happy today, and the big day for Minmin and I is approaching, so I will spare you this time.
"
After saying that, he took Zhao Min and walked towards the central tent.
When the two figures disappeared into the big tent, everyone felt as if a mountain had disappeared from their bodies and they felt much more relaxed.
The Mingjiao people took the lost Zhang Wuji away.
The messy scene quickly recovered, and everyone was careful not to make loud noises for fear of disturbing the people in the big tent.
And in the big account.
Li Daoqiang is expressing his generosity and love to Zhao Min.
"Minmin, you don't know that I fell in love with you from the first time I met you. When you talked about the deal with me, I was very disappointed.
But I also know that your heart is not with me, and I don't want to force you, so I agreed.
Things in the world are unpredictable. I never thought that you would choose me wholeheartedly."
Li Daoqiang took Zhao Min's hand, half-hugged her and sat on the bed, looked at her affectionately, and promised: "No matter what the reason is, if you choose me, I will be your husband.
I will love you, love you and protect you all my life. Let the past things pass.
Let’s spend the rest of our lives together from now on, okay?”
Zhao Min leaned on her broad chest feebly, feeling depressed. She had just mustered up her energy to do such a decisive thing, but her energy had already been exhausted.
At this time, she really had no mood or energy to deal with Li Daoqiang.
But her reason told her that she must deal with it seriously.
Because today is different from the past, it is her own choice now. If her attitude changes suddenly, it will only really anger Li Daoqiang.
She cannot bear the consequences.
As for the words she heard in her ears, just listen to them. If she believed them, she would no longer be Zhao Min.
Most of the people in front of her were just greedy for her beauty.
After thinking for a moment, he said softly: "Well, thank you very much, Master."
"Minmin, you are tired too, just take a good rest, I will watch over you." Li Daoqiang said understandingly.
Of course Zhao Min would not refuse, and lay down obediently without any precautions.
Unknowingly, she fell asleep, already exhausted.
Li Daoqiang gently adjusted the quilt, and the gentle look on his face became very calm.
After a long while, he slightly curled his lips, stood up and walked out of the tent.
Ding Chunqiu stayed outside loyally and immediately saluted: "Master."
Li Daoqiang ignored it and walked towards the big tent not far away.
Ding Chunqiu followed step by step, rolled his eyes, and said respectfully through the message: "Master, everyone from the Ming Cult just left, and they are all seriously injured. Do you want...?"
Li Daoqiang stopped, turned around, a smile appeared on his lips, and looked at Ding Chunqiu with indifferent eyes, "Are you stupid? Or are you disloyal?"
Ding Chunqiu's whole body was cold and weak, and he knelt down with both legs and body, trembling with fear: "Master, there is absolutely no disloyalty among my subordinates."
"Then you want to kill Zhang Wuji?" Li Daoqiang asked curiously.
Ding Chunqiu suddenly understood and said quickly: "My subordinates just want to kill other members of the Ming Cult and punish them for their offenses. I have absolutely no other intentions."
"Oh." Li Daoqiang responded suddenly, and the next moment, he kicked Ding Chunqiu to the ground, and said seriously: "When you are a dog, you must be a good dog, and strive to be the best dog.
Either you have strength or you have brains.
It seems that you have lost your brain. In terms of strength, how long have you stayed at the top level?
Why hasn't there been progress?
You are so weak, what use do I need from you as a dog?"
Ding Chunqiu was so frightened that he couldn't breathe. He didn't have any anger or resistance at all. There was only fear, fear from the bottom of his heart, and he kowtowed repeatedly.
"Master, please spare my life. Master, please forgive me. I will definitely practice hard and become a strong dog. Master, please forgive me."