In the center of the venue, a five-meter-high, 100-meter-long, and one-meter-wide road appeared in the middle, although five meters is not high, but in the central area, and there is no one, it is still very conspicuous.

On the side of the high road, Yuehua, Xinyi, and Belle had no expression on their faces, and their steps were a little stiff, but they were indeed walking forward.

This month is really hard to think about, a hundred meters long high road, the two of them each advance one meter, the rest of the high road will rise one decimeter, according to this law, when the two married people come together, their position will rise to a height of ten meters.

It's very romantic, it's very intentional, but this may just be what the man thinks!

There are about four kinds of people in the audience, the first type of people is the most, they are here to give the moon a full face, or they are the people in his fiefdom, they can't see anything because their rank is too low, they just wait here silently for the ceremony;

The second type of people is less, their rank is generally very high, and when Yuehua shows something strange, they can see the reluctance of this wedding, but the protagonist is not them after all, and they don't want to be nosy;

The third type of people, whose positions in the audience are evenly distributed, are the trustees invited by Yue Yuquan, as long as they hear something bad, they will say some loud words of blessing to forcibly cover up the bad atmosphere;

The fourth type of people are like Yang Yu, although they don't see anything unusual for the time being, but they are not here to make soy sauce, they are here to watch the wedding seriously.

On the stands, watching Xinyi and the three of them walk towards each other step by step, Yang Yu lowered his head for a while, for fear that Xinyi would find out;

After a while, he immediately raised his head and kept straightening his already neat clothes, in order to let Xinyi see his most glorious scene.

As the distance between the three of Yuehua and Yuequan got closer and closer, Yang Yu seemed to have noticed something different.

Yang Yu found that the three of Xinyi didn't look at each other, and the steps of the three of them were even more neat, and each step was the same length, as if it was planned, as if it had been controlled.

But in any case, this is just Yang Yu's speculation, if he guesses wrong, he is reckless, he may ruin their happiness.

In this way, Yang Yu didn't think much about it anymore, just quietly watched Xinyi walk towards the middle step by step, and was closest to him step by step.

Don't look at the walking on the high road in the center so quietly, but the three of Yuehua have never given up struggling, but they have fallen into Yue's conspiracy, and the spiritual power in their bodies really can't be mobilized.

Twenty meters, Yang Yu saw Yuehua's face clearly, she was still as young and beautiful as five years ago, Yang Yu didn't expect that she could witness her wedding, to be honest, Yang Yu can live until now, Yuehua really helped a lot.

Ten meters, Yang Yu saw Belle's face clearly, she really grew up, seven years, Belle is twenty-one years old, and she has really changed from a girl to a big girl.

Yang Yu was fascinated, and for a while, the memories in the refining volcano appeared in Yang Yu's mind, and Yang Yu still remembered that maybe in that illusory world, they were husband and wife, although they lived a poor life, but that was also the life that Yang Yu wanted.

Yang Yu still remembers that when she was about to leave the dream, Belle in the dream also let herself take care of Belle in this world, but it is a pity that in this life, someone else may take care of Yang Yu instead.

Five meters, Yang Yu saw Xinyi's face clearly, three years of hard work, and now Xinyi has become a big beauty, gorgeous dress, noble temperament, like the most beautiful woman today.

Look at yourself again, simple cloth clothes, cowardly appearance, no money and no power, no matter how you look at it, Yang Yu feels that she is not worthy of her.

Four meters,

Three meters,

Two meters,

The distance between the three of them is getting closer and closer, but Yang Yu still doesn't dare to show his head, but Yang Yu is looking more carefully, and he doesn't even dare to breathe, Yang Yu is afraid that he will miss the important picture.

On the high road in the center, the three of Yuehua were getting closer and closer to the three of them, and the central position was about to rise to ten meters

height, but the three people who were controlled still couldn't do anything else.

"Yang Yu, soon, I will come to you", Xin Yi couldn't say this sentence, she could only say this sentence silently in her heart.

However, what basically made Yue Yuquan ignore was that Xin Yi was full of tears all the way, and finally slid down her cheeks at this moment.

No one paid attention to this tear, and no one thought about anything, because at this moment, it was only one meter away from the ceremony.

However, the whole world may not pay attention to this tear, but there is one person who will pay attention, he will pay attention to everything about Xinyi, including Xinyi's tears full of sadness.

At this moment, Yang Yu remembered what Lu Qian said, and the person who was truly sure of her life would not change her love because of the loss of contact.

Thinking of the strangeness along the way, Yang Yu's heart suddenly felt bad, and a bold idea came to Yang Yu's heart, he felt that Xin Yi and the three of them were not really willing to marry them, and this man named Yue Yuquan must have used some bad means.

"Wait, wait", just as Xinyi and the three of them continued to move forward, Yang Yu finally couldn't help but shout.

Because Yang Yu stood at the lowest level, and everyone thought that there would be no more accidents, Yang Yu ran out of the audience area all of a sudden.

The aura belonging to the Spirit Skill King was revealed, and Yang Yu shouted with all his might, and this time, he naturally shouted to stop the moon delirium in the high place.

"Who are you, don't you know what you're doing? Why don't you hurry down", seeing the passerby who disturbed his good deeds, Yue Yuquan suppressed his greatest anger.

Under everyone's gaze, Yang Yu did not answer Yue Yuquan's words, his eyes were staring at Xinyi in the heights, but Xinyi's eyes had not looked at him for a moment.

At this moment, the sheep feather was shaken again, could it be that he was wrong just now? Could it be that Xinyi really doesn't remember herself?

"My lord, I'm sorry, it's the younger generation who was reckless, but at this moment, I want to dedicate a poem, can you let me finish it, just take it as a blessing from me!" , no longer to see Xinyi, Yang Yu plucked up the courage to say.

"Inferior people, is it your turn to compose poetry here? Don't give me ...... yet", high place, Yue Yuquan didn't want to pay attention to Yang Yu at all, he just wanted to finish the wedding quickly.

"Elder Moon Emperor, your wedding is indeed a bit monotonous! The bride didn't say a word from beginning to end! This is so boring, I think let this little brother finish reading his poem! It won't take long, will it?" , In the audience, Wei Ci actually spoke.

To be honest, as the Spirit Emperor, he didn't want to participate in this matter at all, but his granddaughter had been talking on the sidelines, and he had to speak.

"Well, where did Emperor Wei say, the brides are just a little shy, but you spoke, then I'll give him a chance!" , facing Wei Ci, who has the strength of the Spirit Skill Emperor, Yue Yuquan still gave this face.

"Boy, I'll give you a chance, but I don't want a second time, and your poem had better go on, or ......", when facing Yang Yu, Yue Yuquan's good face sank suddenly.

There is also something in his words, the opportunity he gave Wei Ci is the only chance, and even if anyone has any objections after that, he will not stop again. Moreover, if Yang Yu was joking, and Yang Yu couldn't say any poetry, he would definitely not let Yang Yu have a good time.

"Okay, thank you, my lord", Yang Yu is not a bad seed, he can see the killing intent in Yue Yuquan's eyes, so when he said this, Yang Yu was facing Wei Ci.

At this moment, the audience was quiet, and everyone's attention was focused on Yang Yu's body, and Yang Yu could even feel that more than a dozen spiritual power of the Spirit Skill Emperor kept looking at his body.

Writing poems on the spot? Yang Yu may be a brain show, and I don't know what to say for a while, so it can't be a real blessing! This month is all about a violent temper, and it is likely to be a domestic violence man.

One step, Yang Yu has no ideas;

In the second step, Yang Yu only felt that his brain was about to explode;

Three steps, hearing the sighs of the people in the audience, Yang Yu was even more nervous;

In four steps, Yang Yu can already feel the killing intent from Yue Yuquan;

Five steps, the train of thought still did not come, but the falling snow made Yang Yu sober up a lot;

Six steps, Yang Yu has been completely calm, but Yang Yu still has no ideas, Yang Yu can be sure, if he can't become a poem in seven steps, he will die;

Seven steps, just when Yang Yu was about to give it a go, a small pale pink and a little purple flower floated in front of Yang Yu, this is not a hint of a big guy, this is just a flower that should be in February.

"The twilight of winter does not go away for a long time", the long winter with the cold has not left;

"Spring brings warmth to the future", a beautiful spring carries warmth but never comes;

"Sigh what time is it", think and sigh when it is;

"It is the February day of the world", but it is the February of the world;

"I miss the old spring magnolia", I miss the purple magnolia flowers in the previous spring;

"I love the wooden pen flower the most in my life", my favorite in my life is the wooden pen flower;

There are thousands of different flowers in the world, why do I love this one?

"The fate is that this flower is a symbol of spring", that is because this flower blooms, implying that the long-awaited spring is coming.

In a hurry, Yang Yu actually completed this Tibetan love poem.

"Boy, winter is not easy, but don't complain about me! You can go down", after listening to a poem by Yang Yu, Yue Yuquan just made this assessment.

"Uh, what do you mean by that kid?"

"That's not going to happen, isn't it?"

"That kid is dead, let's see how he was cleaned up after the wedding is over!" ……

After Yue Yuquan spoke, most people began to follow suit, because they also felt that Yang Yu was talking nonsense, and this poem was appropriate to the occasion at all.

However, on the high platform in the center at this moment, Xin Yi's expression is changing, and the spiritual power in his body is also rioting, and the spiritual power of the spiritual skill master is forcibly impacting the spiritual power suppression of the spiritual skill emperor, Xin Yi's action seems to be saying, I understand.

"Well, allow me to say a few words," and just as everyone was blasting the feathers, a man in the audience spoke.

The man's voice was not very loud, but after hearing this, the people around him also gave him face, and even Yue Yuquan nodded to him.

The man is not a spiritual artist, just an ordinary person, but his status is extraordinary, he comes from the medicine spirit capital, and he is the elder in charge of cooperating with the Holy Healer Family.

"Oh? Pharmacist Zhang, do you have any insights on poetry?" , Yue Yuquan asked very politely.

"I can't talk about opinions, but I understand what this little brother means, but well! I don't know if I should say it or not," the man shook his head tactfully, and then said with some embarrassment.

"Pharmacist Zhang, just say what you know, I want to see, what does this kid want to say?" , Seeing this crepe man, Yue Yuquan reluctantly said kindly.

And the man just stepped forward, bent slightly, and gently picked up the faintly scented flowers on the ground.