He turned around and looked at the group of immortal predecessors in the distance, "I believe that the seniors will not care about such a trivial matter.
Those immortal Taoists just nodded indifferently and looked at Xuanyuan Jianxiong again.
After the old men finished speaking, they rode away on cranes with smiles.
With a livid face, Xuanyuan Jianxiong glared at Xuanyuan Nanhua fiercely, then he raised his legs and ran behind the shrine.
Seeing his panic expression, Xuanyuan Nanhua laughed heartily.[
"Xuanyuan Jianxiong, you also have this day. If I let you win the world, you will not be loved by the people you love. You will live with regrets for the rest of your life."
At this moment, he was laughing wildly and hilariously.
However, when Xuanyuan Jianxiong opened the shrine and pulled out the weak man, he was shocked on the spot.
"No, it's impossible. How is this possible? How is this possible?"
He looked like he had seen a ghost.
He took a few steps to rush inside, but you must know that when he left, he set up a guillotine that was about to go off.
His subordinates are also the most trustworthy people. How could Mu Yuyao not die?
"Your man died for me. Once the guillotine is activated, he will not give up until there is blood. It just so happens that she died for me." Mu Yuyao's faint voice made Xuanyuan Nanhua feel as if he had seen a ghost.
"No, it's impossible. How is this possible? How is this possible?"
His eyes widened, unable to accept his failure again. Xuanyuan Ziming looked at him sadly in the distance, with a complicated look in his eyes.
He was happy that Mu Yuyao was still alive, but he was... puzzled by the change of the old and new monarchs.
"Nothing is impossible. If my woman dies easily, how can she be worthy of me?" Xuanyuan Jianxiong's domineering and arrogant words made Mu Yuyao's eyes flash with surprise.
She ignored everyone present and choked out, "You, are you telling the truth? Have you admitted that I am your woman again?"
Xuanyuan Jianxiong stretched out his hand and patted her head, "You have always been my woman. When did I not say you are my woman?"
In front of everyone, Mu Yuyao suddenly jumped up and hugged Xuanyuan Jianxiong's neck, and kissed him twice on the face, "Oh yes, oh Lala, this is my man."
.Fortunately, okay, I saw the right person, hehe, not bad, not bad, fortunately you are not such a bad guy."
I was so proud that I received two heavy blows on my butt.
"Mu Yuyao, if you dare to let people touch you here and there again, be careful if you bloom here, I will never want you again."
"Hehe... No way, I will protect myself like a bucket. Oh no, it looks like water can't drain out. Oh no, it's like gold soup and solid jade. Oh, no... what is this word called?"
Before she could finish speaking, Mu Yuyao's mouth was forcibly blocked. Xuanyuan Jianxiong kissed her lightly, separated, and looked at her with a smile.[
He stretched out his hand to signal her to come over.
The moment he put his hands together, Xuanyuan Jianxiong raised his head and looked at the crowd in the audience.
That celestial figure and beautiful face, as well as the attitude of looking down at the world, made everyone feel that this was the arrival of the most sacred god in the world.
The two of them are handsome and talented, and their white clothes are better than snow. The handsome man and the beautiful woman are so well matched.
At this moment, Xuanyuan Ziming finally sighed softly. He knew that there was no way he could get in... Everything with Mu Yuyao would become the best memories in his memory.