403 Tomorrow's Wedding (2)

A hint of displeasure and jealousy flashed in Leng Qingwan's eyes.

In her heart, she is the only one in the world who can match the supreme emperor.

What kind of thing is that person who has the root of the moon spirit?

Even if she is a descendant of Kagura, how can she be compared to her?

The master of the Heavenly Medicine Sect smiled slightly, with a bit of coldness, "What is the identity of the emperor? How can a casual mortal woman match it? What's more, if that person with the Moon Spirit Root is really the remnant of the Kagura Master, let her become the mistress of the Extreme Domain, have you ever thought about it, do you still have a chance to live?"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of several people in the Polar Region changed greatly.

Chang Lao finally couldn't bear it anymore, stepped forward, and sneered: "Unpopular Lord, it's too arbitrary to determine who is the descendant of the Kagura Master just by the time the ghost bell rings, right?"

"What's more, what kind of hostess will I marry in the Extreme Domain, who will our monarch match, and when will it be the turn of the Heavenly Doctor Sect to ask?"

The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

The face of the Heavenly Medicine Sect Master sank suddenly.

Leng Qingwan's face was even more distorted.

After a long time, she flicked her sleeves, "No matter what, my Heavenly Doctor Sect will never let go of any of the remnants of the Kagura Master, and I would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let go of one." As for you Polar Domain, do it yourself! Say hello to the Emperor for me. ”

After speaking, the light and shadow in the air flashed, and the phantom body was all scattered.

And at this moment, the nine stars and moons in the sky are finally completely completed.

The vision slowly began to fade into the sky, and the day turned back into darkness.

And the unpredictable expressions of everyone in the Polar Domain slowly disappeared into the darkness.

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Huang Yaoguo, Jinwangfu.

King Jin's sudden intrusion caught Luo Beiyu and Bai Yichen off guard.

Especially when his greedy gaze fell on Mu Yan, who was emitting silver light all over his body, it made the hearts of the two of them sink little by little.

King Jin stepped forward step by step, his eyes as if he were burning on the girl's holy and immaculate face.

When he reached out to touch Mu Yan's face, Luo Beiyu slammed into it.

"Don't touch my master!"

However, Luo Beiyu's palm, which contained all the mystical energy, slapped on King Jin's body, but not only failed to push him away.

On the contrary, his face suddenly turned pale, and the whole person bounced away a few steps.

There was a sharp pain in his chest, and blood was almost oozing from the corners of his mouth.

Bai Yichen's pupils contracted for a while, and his eyes were full of solemnity when he looked at King Jin.

Mu Yan once told him to be careful of King Jin's hidden strength, he was far more terrifying than what he looked like on the surface.

At that time, he didn't take it to heart, but now it seems that King Jin's strength is far higher than him.

King Jin didn't seem to notice the existence of the two of them at all, and his eyes fell on Mu Yan obsessively.

The hand that was knocked away by Luo Beiyu did not stretch out again.

Instead, he pressed on the edge of the bed, and then slowly leaned over and kissed Mu Yan's pale pink lips.

"You are not allowed to touch my master!cough cough ......!!" Luo Beiyu wanted to rush forward, but struggled for a while, but fell to the ground.

Bai Yichen's hand pressed on the hilt of the sword, and the green tendons on the back of his hand burst out.

Seeing that King Jin's face was getting closer and closer to Mu Yan, suddenly, a white light dazzled.

King Jin let out a muffled snort, and the whole person was knocked out several meters away, and he fell to the ground.

When he raised his head, his handsome face was slightly distorted by pain, and the corners of his mouth were spilling blood.

But the light in his eyes was getting hotter and hotter.

Looking at Mu Yan's gaze, he was full of ambition.