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459. Mountain Range 9

Yun Qingcheng just looked at Mo Zhuyue infatuatedly and said nothing.

Mo Zhuyue smiled arrogantly. Since she is now transformed into the Saint of Heaven, she can say and do whatever she wants.

Mo Zhuyue raised her chin proudly and looked at the four proud men of heaven: "Are you marrying me, or are you marrying me because of my status as a saint of heaven?"

The Saint of Detian conquers the world. These four people came with thousands of troops. Are they to marry her or to marry the world?

Long Junao: "Yue'er, when you were still Yue'er, you knew that my feelings for you were astonishing. Today you have become the Heavenly Saint. Only kings can have the Heavenly Saint in this world. Now I am

Jun, you are the saint of heaven, and we can finally be together."

Mo Zhuyue sneered, she was not curious at all, the only thing she was curious about was Long Canghao.

"Well, your sincerity towards me is indeed a lesson to the world. Divorce before marriage. I still remember it deeply."

Long Junao's body trembled, his face turned pale for a moment, and he said hurriedly: "Actually, I regretted it after I regretted the marriage. If you regret it too, you can tell me that I can marry you as the matchmaker is marrying!"

Mo Zhuyue smiled coldly, with a raging smile on her lips: "I'm sorry, you can't compare to Cang. The only person I love and want to marry is Cang. Today I am the Saint of Heaven, and I am also Long Canghao's wife. This

In this world, no one can compare to Cang."

Long Junao took a breath: "You are the Saint of Heaven, and the only kings of the Four Kingdoms who can match you are Long Canghao, who is nothing, and the people of the world will not allow you to be together. If you are together, the whole world will unite.

Attack it."

Since ancient times, the Holy Lady of Heaven could only marry the emperor, or she would never marry. No one else had enough status to be worthy of the Holy Lady of Heaven.

Mo Zhuyue was still smiling arrogantly, and looked at Long Junao with disdain. His eyes swept over Yun Qingcheng, the Xihai Kingdom Lord, and the blurry figure, and finally, he fixedly looked at the hundreds of troops and people in front of him.

"I, Demon Zhuyue, the Saint of Heaven, have only one man in this life, Long Canghao."

"Hahaha……"

Suddenly, an arrogant voice came in. Upon hearing this voice, Mo Zhuyue's face lit up, it was him!

Long Canghao.

The next moment, Mo Zhuyue fell into Long Canghao's arms. When she met those warm jade eyes, Mo Zhuyue smiled and disappeared for a moment. Why did she feel that centuries had passed?

"Cang, you're here."

Long Canghao only had Mo Zhuyue in his eyes. He looked at the thousands of dark crowds in front of him and the four noble men. He smiled wildly: "I, Long Canghao, take the world as my job.

Marry the Heavenly Saint!"

One sentence shocked the whole hall, and everyone looked at Long Canghao in disbelief. As we all know, the only person worthy of the saint of heaven is the emperor, and Long Canghao is just a prince.

However, the domineering spirit he exuded impressed everyone.

How does he deserve to be the Holy Maiden?

How can you say such arrogant words that you would like to be hired by the world?

Suddenly, the mysterious man whose face could not be seen stood up: "King Cang, there have been rumors since ancient times that the Holy Maiden of Heaven must be matched with an emperor. Your identity is just a prince, how can you match the Holy Maiden of Heaven? How can we talk about it?

If you take the world as your betrothal, could it be that you want to rebel against the world and become king yourself?"

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