I disagree!

One sentence instantly made the whole forgetfulness commotion. The descendants of the two fifth-order bigwigs represent the marriage of a powerful sect, and someone dares to disagree?

Everyone was frantically looking for the owner of that voice, and all those present were cultivators, and it was naturally extremely easy to find the owner of that voice.

So, the one who was in the spotlight changed from Jiang Lin to the middle-aged handsome Taoist who had vicissitudes of life in an instant, and the girl he had been holding in his hand seemed to be a little timid because of so many eyes, and subconsciously hid in his father's arms, grinning at the surroundings!

"Huh?" Unlike ordinary disciples, the powerhouses of the two factions stared at each other, and the marriage between the two factions would never allow any mistakes, but in front of everyone's eyes, they still had to be face-bearing, so they just focused their eyes on the middle-aged man.

"This fellow Taoist ......"

Jiang Lin was the most calm one in the scene, he smiled confidently, and arched his hand towards the middle-aged Taoist, about to show his excellence in persona.

But he was only halfway through his sentence before he came to an abrupt end.

Because he saw that the child in the Dao man's arms was seventy percent similar to Feng Yu. A terrifying thought crossed his mind.

His brain was a little confused, but he still forced a smile: "I don't know if you and this child are ......"

The middle-aged man stood there, his figure unprecedentedly straight, and he looked directly at Jiang Lin, who was a great realm higher than himself:

"My name is Mo Wu and I am Feng Yu's husband. ”

A stone stirs up a thousand waves! Everyone's gaze at Mo Wu changed, it was a gaze at a dead man, along with the child in his arms.

And the gaze that looked at Jiang Lin became strange.

You are the green light, so one.

The terrifying pressure was all vented to Mo Wu's expression, and the strong men did not move, because they knew that it was still those two Dao Monarchs who were in charge.

And what about the two Dao monarchs? The old woman only had her grandson in her eyes, for fear that her grandson would be sad.

As for the Forgetful Dao Zun, he was still expressionless, but the killing intent was already brewing in his slightly narrowed eyes.

"Hmph, where did the clown come from, he actually fell on the head of my Forgetful Immortal Sect?"

With a cold snort, the Forgetful Dao Zun determined this matter, and then, without warning, a blue light hit their father and daughter.

"Wait!" At this moment, Jiang Lin finally came back to his senses in a state of stiffness and confusion, and subconsciously opened his mouth to speak.

As the treasure of the old woman's heart, Jiang Lin's words are naturally responsive. As soon as he spoke, the old woman flicked her fingers, and a sword light broke through the means of forgetting Daozun.

Jiang Lin's face was extremely complicated at the moment, and there was an iron blue color in the paleness. He took a deep look at Mo Wu, and then turned his head to look at the woman who was wearing a dowry and should have married him.

"Is everything he said true?" Jiang Lin asked in his hoarse voice.

Silence, the whole forgetfulness is silence. The joy didn't know when it stopped, and the guests were silent one by one, for fear of annoying the strong ones.

But Jiang Lin didn't care about all this, he only had the woman in the wedding dress in his eyes.

The silence lasted for a long time. Feng Yu's voice came out of the wedding dress: "I don't know this person......"

Her voice was strange, although it was calm, but anyone except Jiang Lin could hear that she seemed to be holding back some kind of emotion.

"Great! I know! I know!" Jiang Lin was overjoyed, and then he looked at Mo Wu with murderous intent:

"Crazy words, ulterior motives, people like you, you can't be left!"

After saying that, Jiang Lin's whole person turned into a sword light, like a white lotus blooming, absolutely beautiful and gorgeous, and he slashed towards Mo Wu in an instant.

Mo Wu glanced deeply at Feng Yu, who was facing away from him, and laughed miserably: "We can't do anything...... The battle is over!"

Mo Wu pushed the little girl in his arms back with a gentle force, and the wine gourd on his waist suddenly burst into glory, and the cyan flame exploded instantly, turning into a lifelike green dragon, and towards Jiang Lin's sword light.

The sword light is like a lotus, endless. But the flame green dragon was domineering and abnormal, blazing and ruthless, with a domineering pressure from the soul, just like the real green dragon descending.

"Qingtian Dragon Soul Fire!How is it possible, isn't this the secret of the Forgetful Immortal Sect?"

"Could it be that this Mo Wu really has something to do with the Forgetful Immortal Sect? What did he say before......"

Qingtian Dragon Soul Fire, as soon as this unique method of the Loveless Immortal Sect came out, even if the guests were silent, some people couldn't help but exclaim.

There's no way, the Qingtian Dragon Soul Fire is really too famous within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, and it is a top magical power of the Forgetful Immortal Sect!

As soon as the Qingtian Dragon Soul Fire came out, the shock brought was not only for the guests. For the powerhouse of the Forgetful Immortal Sect, this Mo Wu was a shame! a shame that they couldn't find before.

This can be seen from the body of the Forgetful Immortal Venerable who no longer knows when to sit upright.

On the side of the White Lotus Sword Sect, the old woman was already flushed with anger. She is the main thing about her grandson in everything, yes, even if her grandson is green, she also takes into account her grandson's thoughts and tries to suppress things.

But the grandson is now known to everyone, and it is difficult for the old woman to imagine how much pressure and ridicule her grandson will bear in the future!

Thinking of this, the milky white sword light was already surging on the old woman's body, making her whole person look like a budding white lotus.

Although the Qingtian Dragon Soul Fire is domineering, it is a big realm away from Jiang Lin in the end, a sword opens the dust lotus flower, and under the snow-white sword, the green dragon cries blood!

The snow-white sword light became extremely unstable after the appearance of the blue sky dragon soul fire, and the residual sword light smashed into Mo Wu's body, breaking through Mo Wu's protective means like a bamboo, making his whole person vomit blood and fly out, without the strength to fight again.

"Defile Miss Feng Yu and steal the magical powers of the Forgetful Immortal Sect, you should be punished!"

Jiang Lin's eyes were cracking, he was not stupid, even if all he had in his heart was Feng Yu, he also knew what the appearance of the Qingtian Dragon Soul Fire meant.

But even at this time, he still chose to forgive Feng Yu and instead focused all his grief and anger on Mo Wu.

As long as Mo Wu and this little die, he will be able to start over with Feng Yu!

As for Feng Yu, of course she chooses to forgive her!

Unlike the previous mood vibration, Jiang Lin, who had a killing intent rushing straight into his mind at this moment, made everyone look sideways with the aura that erupted on his body!

"You're all bad people!

Jiang Lin gave birth to a lotus step by step, his breath was like a lotus blooming, becoming more and more terrifying, and even under the sword intent, there was a vision of the manifestation of the rules of the sword in the sky, turning into a blue sky and white lotus picture!

But it was in such a terrifying aura that the little girl, the little girl who was seven points similar to Feng Yu, seemed to ignore the terrifying pressure, and ran to Mo Wu, who fell to the ground, and the pear blossom looked at Jiang Lin and even everyone around him without fear.

Such a scene made Feng Yu finally unable to continue pretending, the hijab fell off, and she was already in tears.