Facing the lively crowd, the moonlit night raised his wine glass and said, "Folks, be quiet and listen to me." ”

The crowd that was making a commotion quieted down, and Yueye continued: "Folks, today is the big day for me and Baima to get married, I'm glad you can come to bless you, I believe that our life will be happy in the future, and our Yelang City will get better and better." Moonlit Night said, smiling at the white horse beside her, and took her arm.

I have to say that today's white horse is very beautiful, the jet-black hair is coiled into a flowing cloud bun, and a golden step is shaking on it, and the wedding dress on his body is like fire. Bai Ma blushed, but he felt a trace of uneasiness in his heart.

"Kiss one, kiss one. Looking at the two loving people, the crowd below continued to coax, shouting like waves one after another.

The moonlit night bent down and gently kissed the white horse's cheek, but the white horse shyly avoided it. The noisy crowd below continued to shout: "Don't count, don't count, kiss." ”

The moonlit night gently held the face of the white horse, approached a good fragrance and refreshed people's hearts, and closed his eyes to kiss her lips.

"Stop!" a scolding penetrated the crowd into the ears of the moonlit night, and following the prestige, the withered leaves stood on the top steps of the moonlit night square, looking at themselves with an angry face.

Sure enough, it still came, and the corners of the moonlit night raised a slight arc to hold the white horse in his arms. "Lord, Wushuang has come to plead guilty. A dark figure beside him was half-kneeling on the ground, holding his sword horizontally in both hands.

"I guess you're not going to be able to complete the task this time, so step down. The moonlit night said coldly, and the unequaled figure retreated.

Through the vast crowd, Withered Leaf looked at the white horse dressed in red in someone else's arms, which deeply stabbed his eyes, and the long sword in his hand trembled with a "gurgling" sound.

The white horse also looked at him through the crowd, why did this person have a sense of déjà vu? The white horse felt a faint pain in his head.

The wind rose, and the withered leaves flew over the crowd and landed on the stage, looking at the moonlit night with hatred: "Moonlit night, let my wife go!" The withered leaf sword pointed at the moonlit night. Redness of both eyes.

Yueye sneered, and turned her head to look at the white horse in her arms: "Yes, you asked her if she was your wife?"

Looking at each other, the white horse stared at the dead leaves, and the person in front of him smiled like a spring breeze, how could he be so familiar?" The withered leaf called softly, feeling a slight tremor in the depths of his heart, and the fragments in his mind spun quickly and flashed brightly.

The white horse looked at the dead leaves with strange eyes, and his beautiful face frowned painfully, and his head seemed to be torn. "My head hurts," the white horse held his forehead. It hurts so much that you can't stand.

Dead Leaves showed a trace of worry on her face at the same time, and wanted to reach out to help her, but was pushed away mercilessly by the moonlit night.

"The white horse doesn't know you at all, get out of here!" Yue Ye shouted coldly, his tone full of murder.

Withered Leaf shook his head in disbelief and retreated, remembering the last separation with the white horse in the snowy mountain, forgetting me after dawn, did you really forget the white horse?

Suddenly, the city of Yelang changed dramatically, and the storm was mixed with lightning falling. The golden lightning scorched the pennant on the city gate, sending out a plume of black smoke. "Boom, boom!" a flood broke through the walls outside Yelang City. Straight in. Countless shrimp soldiers and crabs will ride the waves, holding steel forks.

The moonlit night was shocked on his face, the wind and rain in Yelang City have been smooth recently, what is going on? Thinking that Wushuang had handed over the silver gun. In the hands of a moonlit night. Seeing a golden dragon rolling on the clouds, Yueye's face suddenly changed, and he faced the withered leaves: "You are really an ominous person, and you have brought disasters to Yelang City again and again." What is the heart!" The moonlit night held a silver spear, facing the dead leaves, and his eyes were full of red bloodshots. Furious!

The withered leaves didn't expect that the dark clouds were glowing with a hint of golden light, the golden dragon roared, the air flashed and thundered, and the earth couldn't help but shake.

The flood flooded like a wild beast, and houses collapsed and sand and rocks collapsed everywhere they went. The people of the Moonlit Night Square became panicked, crying, shouting, and scolding on the field, and their eyes fell on the moonlit night with prayers and hopes, their god of war.

The moonlit night silver spear pointed to the sky, looked deeply at the white horse in his arms, hugged her and jumped to the top of the moonlit night square, let go of her, and couldn't hold you when she picked up the weapon, just to protect you and everyone. Yueye said passionately to hundreds of people: "People, now Yelang City is in a desperate situation, it is completely due to this ominous person! This catastrophe, even if I am broken in the moonlit night, I will resolve this, and swear to protect Yelang City to the death." ”

The afterglow was still reverberating, and on a moonlit night, he launched an attack on the golden dragon with a silver spear in his hand, and the cold light penetrated the clouds and shone on the dragon's scales, reflecting a dazzling light without temperature.

"Stupid human!" the golden dragon let out a low roar, and quickly circled in the air, its speed getting faster and faster, turning into a black hurricane mixed with lightning bolts, between the water and the sky.

The silver spear of a moonlit night was insignificant in the face of the hurricane, and the huge electric current gave him no chance to get close. "Drink!" Moonlit Night held a silver spear and stabbed towards the hurricane, but it was broken and swallowed in it, and a huge air flow rushed towards him, and Moonlit Night was shocked and flew far away and fell into the flood.

The white horse on the eaves felt very familiar when he saw this scene. A fragment of her memory coincided with this!

It's just that this time the moonlit night rushed out of the water again, confronting the golden dragon in mid-air, and shouted loudly: "I don't know what offense, why can't the divine dragon get along with Yelang City?"

The dragon's groan sounded, piercing through the layers of clouds, and replied: "You killed my son, I want the entire Yelang City blood sacrifice!"

The moonlit night suddenly realized that it was the father of the dragon before, the dragon king, who came to take revenge, hugged his fists and said: "The people are innocent, I also regret the death of your beloved son, if we hand over the murderer, whether you let the people in the city go, this is the next policy, but it is very immoral." ”

The people present were very stunned when they answered this, and according to his previous character, they decided not to give in like this, but to fight for life and death with the monsters. The moonlit night's eyes were looking at the white horse, the white horse was her weakness now, and he didn't allow himself to make a mistake in order to cheapen someone, thinking that his gaze swept towards the dead leaves.

At this time, there were countless burning eyes on the body of the withered leaves, they were countless people in the city, there was resentment, there was sorrow, there was anger!

"Oh, who is the murderer of my son?" the dragon king's facial features in the clouds distorted, and his gaze was like a knife.

The fingers of the moonlit night pointed towards the dead leaves, and the corners of his mouth showed a touch of coldness.

"Bang!" A flash of lightning and flames fell from the sky and landed on the dead leaf, and his skin was instantly scorched black. At the same time, the white horse's heart suddenly felt a pang of heartache, stirring his heart, why? Looking at the bitter expression of the dead leaves, the white horse felt that his heart became sour. (To be continued......)