He didn't go over, pressed the top of her head, turned and walked away, and smiled as if he thought of something: "Have you ever considered being my bride?" ”

Ling Tianlai slowly tightened his fingers and joked, "There are so many queues, where do I dare to think." ”

Bai Wei smiled: "Who made me so good? ”

Ling Tianlai sneered and pushed him and said, "Hurry up and go to the church, the bride is in a hurry." ”

Bai Wei smiled: "Okay." ”

He walked away, but he never turned around.

Ling Tianlai leaned back slightly against the trunk of the tree and whispered, "Master, you made a mistake in decision-making this time...... Learn what to do as a bride! ”

Ling Tianlai didn't have the heart to observe the wedding again, so he bypassed the main hall and walked outside.

Snowflakes suddenly floated in the sky, crystal snow, and a small bell sounded in the air, as if it came from a very far away, and then the next moment, it had appeared in the sky above the Bai clan.

It was a pale blue sedan chair, held by four women dressed in light gauze white, each with a golden bell tied to their ankles, and the sound of the jingling bell came from their ankles.

The snowflakes flutter lightly, slowly overflowing with the fragrance of zhilan.

Such a beautiful view, such as a beautiful person......

Ling Tianlai paused suddenly, staring at the sedan chair slowly passing by in the void, and an indescribable feeling suddenly welled up in his heart, as if he was passing by someone who was destined to intersect.

In the distance, a high voice of singing promises came: "The Holy Maiden of the Snowy Land has come to congratulate the young master on his wedding!" ”

Snowy Saints!?

Ling Tianlai's eyes changed suddenly.

At the sedan curtain in the void, a slender white hand suddenly poked out, as if aware of it, and slowly lifted the sedan curtain.

Ling Tianlai's figure flashed, hiding behind the flowers and trees, and through the thin sedan curtain, she couldn't see the appearance of the person in the sedan chair.

Ling Tianlai suddenly felt that fate might be an invisible hand, and some people, tossing and turning, would eventually be manipulated by this hand to meet.

******

In the next few days, Ling Tianlai fell into penance.

The Nine Wheels Spirit Seal was destroyed, and she needed to go through an extremely difficult and painful process to reshape, and just as Huo Lian said, the medicine that the master gave her tossed her miserably.

Rao is she forbearance and forbearance, or can't help screaming,

For this reason, Fire Lotus and Di Ze fought no less than a hundred times.

At this time, Ling Tianlai only felt that she was in a big furnace, her flesh and bones were all shattered, her only consciousness was that she was still alive, and she was still conscious, but the kind of tearing pain, as if she was going to annihilate the last wisp of her consciousness!

"Di Ze, aren't you afraid that if Tian Lai fails, there will be no recovery from now on?" Fire Lotus's cold voice came.

"Life and death have fate, if she dies like this, it is that her life is not enough, if she can be reborn, it must be amazing in all directions, why not recover?" Di Ze's light voice could not hear the mood swings.

The voice was very cold, so cold that Ling Tianlai could sense the chill in his tone.

She struggled to move her body, but what she felt was boundless pain, her memory seemed to be shattered by something, she began to remember the people around her a little clearly, but she seemed to remember everything, and when she thought about it, she couldn't think of anything.

The only thing that is clear is the figure of the master, which is clear, as if engraved in flesh and blood.

Ling Tianlai faintly, as if remembering a peach blossom valley, she broke her foot, and then was carried by the master, the peach blossoms were scorching, and her memory seemed to be slightly peach blossom.

However, she felt as if this scene had never appeared in her memory.

Is her memory out of order?

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