The crowd was shocked again.

Since the wedding just now was destroyed by Quan Tianjiu, and then by those assassins with strong martial arts, the people of Nanzhao did not have the slightest affection for these people who suddenly broke in.

But this ......

Full of gorgeous hair, white clothes are better than snow.

After the thunderstorm had poured down just now, the golden light that was rising rapidly at this moment seemed to be all enveloping this person.

Everyone's eyes were involuntarily attracted by him, and they couldn't help but have a certain sense of closeness and humility.

Xiahou Yuan narrowed his eyes, "Who is Your Excellency?" ”

Xuan Ling walked in slowly, swept over this happy hall as if it had been looted with a complicated expression, and sighed imperceptibly, "The grass people are just a cloth cloth, Your Majesty must not know it." It's just that handing over the three princes to the grass people now is undoubtedly the best choice. ”

The "he" in his mouth is undoubtedly Wuluo.

Xia Fanyin's eyes trembled, "Xuan Ling...... Can you save him? ”

When everyone saw that Xia Fanyin actually knew this person, the vigilance that had been left was completely extinguished.

Xuan Ling lowered his eyes, looking at the face that had already taken on a dark red color, and some indescribable complex emotion finally appeared in his eyes—it was a look that had never appeared on him for many years, although it was extremely well hidden, although no one could see through it.

But he knew it.

He bowed down, obviously looking high up and unapproachable, but he carefully helped the person up, let him lean on himself, and said lightly: "This is the path he chooses himself, whether he lives or dies, he should finish it by himself." ”

Xia Fanyin was shocked again.

When he got up, his figure staggered.

The purple figure beside her suddenly held her up, but she waved it away all of a sudden, Quan Tianjiu's eyes darkened, and his fists were clenched tightly.

She looked at Xuan Ling, "Even you can't do anything?" ”

Xuan Ling shook his head, directly hugged the person horizontally, and turned out.

"I hope that when Niangniang thinks of him in the future, at least she doesn't hate him so much."

It's not because Wuluo saved her today that he used this to reduce her hatred, but because this person just insisted on choosing the same way to protect her from the beginning as Quan Qianjiu back then - he liked her at that time, how could he hurt her for Xia Rusheng?

It's just a last resort.

The curse on Niangniang's body was solved by the emperor with his life, in the same way, how could the three souls scattered by His Majesty be so easy to recover?

Coming back from the dead, it's not that simple – unless there's something else of equal value.

If they continue to be together, one of them will die.

Only by being separated from each other can we avoid disasters as much as possible.

He always thought that since Wuluo had chosen this path, he should keep going, maybe he would always get what he wanted after being by his side for a few years or more than ten years, even if he couldn't, he could always be with her in the name of a friend.

But he didn't expect that this person would ......

This idiot.

Xuan Ling closed his eyes, and his steps became heavier and heavier.

He would change everyone's relationship with a wedding, and with his own life, he lifted the blood sacrifice that would kill one of them.

He fulfilled everyone, and finally reversed the wrong choice he made in the first place with a posture of turning the tide.

Now, everyone can be together as long as they want to.

But he ...... It's just him...... Paid with his life.