"That doesn't count. I want to give you the wedding that a woman in this world longs for. A wedding that belongs to you and me. There is no politics, no responsibility, and it is completely a wedding of love."
"Yong Ling..." This was the first time she called him.
"Yaya, Yaya, I love you, I really love you..." Hearing her calling him this way, Xuanyuan Yongling's eyes heated up and he could no longer control himself.
He kissed her again, kissing her deeper and deeper.
I wish this love could last a thousand years with just one kiss.
There were also tears in Ya Ge's eyes.
After so many years, she almost forgot what it felt like to shed tears.
The danger came at this moment.
When Ya Ge felt it, the killers had already come in.
"Yong Ling, be careful!" She quickly pulled Xuanyuan Yong Ling's body and made them both lie on the ground. An arrow whizzed through their heads.
"Who is it?" Xuanyuan Yongling stood up and flew out of the tent with Yage.
All around, there were countless killers in black, glaring at Dandan.
The long swords in their hands glowed green.
Ya Ge knew that the sword was coated with a huge poison that would seal her throat with blood. Her whole body was cold and her heartbeat quickened.
No, we must not let anything happen to Yong Ling!
This is her only belief.
"Sent by Empress Zhang?" Xuanyuan Yongling was not afraid. He had been used to such battles since he was a child, in rain and fire.
The only regret is that because of his carelessness, he has to ask his beloved woman to accompany him in danger this time.
Ya Ge leaned on him and whispered: "Yong Ling, be careful. Their swords are all coated with poison and cannot be touched."
"I know, so if you seize the opportunity later, you can run away and leave me alone." At this time, he only thought about her safety.
Song of Songs can no longer be selfish.
"Go to hell and ask King Yama." The leader of the killers shouted and raised his sword to kill.
They are all top masters, and Xuanyuan Yongling can't fight against them.
A little hesitation, a little bit of poison, and the person is gone.
Song of Songs dare not bet.
After dodging the killer's sword thrust at her, she shouted: "Wentian Sword!"
A miracle happened at this moment, and the hairpin on the head flew out, emitting dazzling colorful light.