Soft and boneless, delicate and smooth.

Seeing this scene, countless monks from the Dark Temple burst into tears, envious and jealous.

Among them, many monks saw Wuyue’s true appearance for the first time. This time, it was enough for them to be unforgettable for life.

Such a beautiful woman will be someone else's wife today.

Zhang Ruochen and Wuyue walked down the ladder holding hands. The woman was so beautiful that she was not as good as the world should have. The man was so heroic that she was powerful and powerful.

One hundred and eight gods knelt down on one knee.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Xia Yu's eyes were sometimes envious and sometimes sad, and finally he seemed to have figured it out and returned to calm down with relief.

"Let's go back to the Mount of Destiny." Zhang Ruochen said loudly.

"Swish!"

"Swish!"

...

Under the leadership of the gods of the Dark Temple, thousands of holy monks flew onto the ships carried by holy beasts, followed behind the Luoyun Divine Ship and the Blood Colored Divine Centipede, and flew into the starry sky in a mighty way.

One hundred and eight holy ships filled with betrothal gifts remained in the void.

In an instant, the Dark Temple became deserted.

Wubian walked out of the temple gate and looked at the horizon with gloomy eyes.

Muto bowed and said, "Zhang Ruochen is too presumptuous and does not give face to the Dark Temple at all. He must pay the price."

"No matter how much he jumps around, he is just an insignificant little character at the moment." Wubian said.

Muto said, "He can defeat Xu Liao."

"Can you defeat Wuyue?" Wu Bian said.

Muto's war god wanted to speak but stopped, and finally said, "If Wuyue wanted to kill him, he would naturally be unable to escape death. But will Wuyue kill him? Why does this god think that Wuyue really wants to marry him at all."
Chapter completed!