Chapter 465: Marriage

"Even you are here to disobey me?" Death narrowed his eyes, his voice with a bone-bone chill.

Qin Yu stood up straight and slowly wiped away the blood from his lips: "I married the princess today, and I'm afraid that the body I'll face tomorrow is her body. Your Majesty is sure that you must turn into a funeral?"

The rituals prepared by the god of death are an ancient and mysterious curse in the medieval European era. Once two people are worshipped, no one can regret it.

Whoever regrets, who dies first!

Although I don’t know if it will come true, I can’t afford to bet.

Ye Weilan likes reading books, probably because she has seen it in the study room on the island.

Furthermore, in her heart, Qi Ye and her marriage are sacred and noble, and there is absolutely no slight stain or shadow.

The God of Death was disobedient again and again, and he had already felt impatient. He directly ordered: "Press them and worship!"

Immediately someone stepped forward to suppress Qin Yu.

He was seriously injured and could not break free. He looked at the opposite side with a worried expression.

Ye Weilan's health was very poor. She had just improved her health three years ago but she became pregnant with Xiaoxue again. She bleeded heavily when she gave birth to her daughter and almost lost her life. If it weren't for the death god sending a doctor, she would have had a corpse and two lives. Although she has been well maintained for the past two years, the environment on the island is not good, and she is depressed all day long because she missed Qi Ye, so she could not have had a big improvement.

The God of Death had no weight in his attacks. Her body was still soft and she could not raise her head at all.

Qin Yu was extremely worried and couldn't help looking at Ziying who was holding Ye Weilan.

Ziying tried to support her, and the cold temperature of the tentacles showed that the situation was not optimistic at all.

She is just a subordinate and even if she wants to help with this situation, she has no idea how to start.

At this moment, a strange thought suddenly broke out in my heart.

Lord Death is really strange. While he doesn't want Ye Weilan to have any problems, he always thinks of ways to hurt her...

This is the first time that the lower class, who was ruled by the spirit, had strange ideas about the noble monarch.

The noble and beautiful hall, after a while, the bride and groom were both suppressed to hold the ceremony.

This is the first time I have seen such a wedding...

An emcee shouted.

"One beg--"

Ziying held her, and there was obviously no possibility of letting go of water in front of everyone.

With a "dong——" Ye Weilan's body was lying on the ground, and she felt heavy.

One prayer failed.

Qin Yu couldn't bear to look away.

Qin Nuo's face, whose five or six people were suppressed, turned a little ferocious.

Ziying and Elena squatted down to help the people on the ground up. She lowered her head, her body trembling in disparate form, her face full of tears: "Don't let me worship..."

"Zi Ying, use some force!" Elena reminded.

Ziying closed her eyelashes lightly.

The hall was empty and the legendary wedding of the newlyweds had an atmosphere that was sadder than the funeral.

In order to prevent her from falling, they held her very hard this time.

"Your Highness Princess, compromise, be nice to you." Ziying gently persuaded.

No one knows why Death is so paranoid that they get married, and no one dares to stop him.

Everyone was quietly watching this pair of miserable newcomers.

"One beg--" Ye Weilan and Qin Yu's heads were pressed down hard.

"Two bows--" grabbed a direction and bowed again.

"Three begs—"

"I won't worship!!" Ye Weilan suddenly shouted loudly, his voice sad and desperate: "I don't want to worship! Qi Ye, save me-"

"Let her go!"

Miao Duoduo said
Chapter completed!