"Bride and groom, enter the bridal chamber!" the master of ceremonies got up from the ground and announced loudly.
Immediately, eunuchs, maids, and numerous brides and grooms rushed forward, like stars holding the moon, and sent Mingyue and Li Moli to the Fenghua Palace.
Sit down on the wedding bed.
Xi Niang came forward on her knees and tied their hair together with a red ribbon.
"We are married today, and we will be together for a hundred years!"
Then a cup of wine with a red ribbon was served.
Each holding a cup, they looked at each other, linked arms and drank.
Under the candlelight, the wooden ring on his left finger shimmered, and the invisible ring of life on the ring finger of her left hand also shimmered with brilliance.
Taking back the empty cups, the brides bowed their heads and exited the wedding room.
In mid-air, the lightsaber slashed down.
Outside the stargazing platform, Chen Li clenched his hands into fists and his heart shrank tightly.
The officials on the square, the people on the street... everyone followed Mingyue and Li Qiye and raised their faces and looked into the sky.
The giant sword cuts down.
A moment that seems like an eternity.
Countless people held their breath.
Gong Ao raised the corners of his lips coldly, and the golden-robed Pope looked solemn.
Under the giant sword, on the light screen, a figure came like lightning.
A sword stretched across the air.
The light on the light curtain and the giant sword reflected his figure. The golden wings shone like gold. His tall and thin figure was covered with a royal blue cloak. There were some stains on the skirt. If you smell it carefully,
You can also smell alcohol.
It was obvious that he had just drank a lot.
However, the pair of eyes between his slightly messy hair were not chaotic at all, and were as bright as the stars in the sky.
"I don't allow you to disturb her!"
His voice was not high-pitched, but it was filled with extreme anger.
"Yi Yang!"
In the Guangming Hall, Li Li exclaimed in surprise.
When the giant sword was less than five feet away from the light curtain, Zhuo Yang's sword caught the falling blade of King Aozhan.
Sword meets sword.
The heaven and earth shook.
Zhuo Yang's body was instantly suppressed and he stepped heavily onto the light screen.
A full-strength strike from a warrior in the Unconfused Realm is naturally overwhelming.
There was an extremely huge pressure on his sword, as if a mountain was pressing on his sword, trying to crush his sword and the person together.
Zhuoyang's right leg shook and he couldn't help but kneel on the light screen.
"Golden Feather Demon Clan?!" King Aozhan raised a sneer on his lips, "You alone want to stop me?!"
The giant sword was pressed down little by little, and Zhuo Yang's sword tilted toward his shoulder little by little.
Seeing that the sword was about to cut his shoulder, his wings suddenly straightened up and struck the giant sword diagonally.
With this power, Zhuo Yang stood up straight, raised his arms to hold up the sword of the Ao Zhan King, raised his face, and stared at the Ao Zhan King opposite him resolutely, Zhuo Yang's voice was full of stubbornness and persistence.
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"Tonight, I won't let anyone...interrupt her getting married!"
Before, every time he felt a fluctuation in vitality, he would become more and more worried.
In order to control his desire to return to Buli City, he resolutely left the Star Picking Pavilion and headed north. Later, he felt a strong power fluctuation in the location of Buli City.
This time, he could no longer control himself and turned back.
He knew about Buli City's formation, and he could guess with his intelligence that Mingyue and Li Qiye would never activate the formation if something strange had not happened.
When he saw Gong Ao and the golden-robed Pope, he had already guessed something. Seeing King Ao Zhan trying to break the formation with his sword, he rushed over without thinking and blocked the opponent's sword.