On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, cloudless:

There are lights and colorful decorations on the Tianjian Mountain, and the joy is so prosperous.

This day is a great day for the disciples of Tianjian Mountain that has been proud and never seen in a thousand years.

The chief disciple Jian Wuhen replaced the former leader Jian Chen. After taking charge of Tianjian Mountain, he swept across the heroes of Jiuzhou with thunder, allowing them to replace Penglai Pavilion in Tianjian Mountain, and hold the Niu Er of Jiuzhou to cultivate immortals and become a new generation of overlords.

And this eighth day of the twelfth lunar month is the day when Jian Wuhen succeeds as the leader of the True Immortal Alliance and holds a ceremony.

In addition, today is the happy day for the Sword Master to marry Ling Shuanghua, the most beautiful man in Jiuzhou.

A true double happiness!

Jian Wuhen was wearing a gorgeous golden robe and sat upright on the front of the hall, as if he was dominating the world, overlooking the countless people below.

These are all ants, ants that were trampled by him!

"Congratulations to the Sword Master for becoming the leader of the True Immortal Alliance and marrying the No. 1 beauty in Jiuzhou Fairy Ling. It's really a happy moment, and it's a joy to congratulate!"

At this moment, Zhuge Leiting took the lead, bowed to Jian Wuhen and presented a 5,000-year-old emerald coral tree.

Jian Wuhen was in a very good mood today, nodding slightly to show his gift.

Immediately, he said "Happy together, happy together", and ordered his subordinates to accept the gift.

All other major sects and aristocratic families in Jiuzhou have basically sent heavyweights to send valuable gifts to congratulate them. The atmosphere in the hall is full of joy. I completely forgot that the hands of the killer god in front of me are still covered with the blood of their fellow disciples.

Just as the guests and guests were having a happy conversation, a loud voice came from the inner mountain.

"Fairy Ling is here!"

Suddenly, the noise of the whole audience came to an abrupt end.

Regardless of the guest of honor and everyone's eyes, they all looked out the door in unison.

There are six young women in gorgeous clothes and exquisite faces in front and behind.

Among them was Ling Shuanghua wearing a big red wedding dress.

At this time, Ling Shuanghua was wearing a big red phoenix robe, a piece of smoke and silk, and her long skirt was like a rose blooming under her feet. She grew lotus step by step, and the fairy light lingered, like a fairy who was not stained with fireworks on earth above the nine heavens.

beautiful!

So beautiful!

No matter men, women, young and old, they were amazed by Ling Shuanghua's peerless charm at this moment, and were so shocked that they could not say a word.

They finally understood why Jian Wuhen insisted on marrying Ling Shuanghua.

Who doesn’t love such beautiful jade?

Jian Wuhen was moved with a heartbeat, and quickly got up and met him.

"Frosthua!"

He called Ling Shuanghua's name and wanted to pull her little hand.

However, Ling Shuanghua avoided it and rushed into nothing.

In front of everyone, Jian Wuhen's hand froze in the air, looking very embarrassed.

Instantly, his face darkened, and almost everything was dripping with water.

"Ling Shuanghua, you are about to become my Jian Wuhen's woman. Don't you even let me touch my hand?"

Ling Shuanghua lifted up Fengxia Cannon, looked straight at Jian Wuhen, and said word by word: "Only the first person in Jiuzhou is qualified to touch me Ling Shuanghua!"

Jian Wuhen was stunned when he heard this, looked around and laughed loudly, "Haha, now the top ten heavenly sects and four super families in Jiuzhou have surrendered to my feet. Even your immortal grandfather is no match for me."

"Ling Shuanghua, let yourself say that Jian Wuhen is not the number one in Jiuzhou, and who is the number one in Jiuzhou?"

Ling Shuanghua looked at Jian Wuhen who was laughing wildly and sneered coldly.

"Haha, before the Immortal Sect got martial arts, he also vowed so much. He said that he would definitely win the position of leader, but what about the final result?"

Before Ling Shuanghua's words could be finished, Jian Wuhen's face completely sank and almost condensed into ice.

Li Chen, this is his lifelong pain!

And Ling Shuanghua, in this public public, exposed his scars so mercilessly, which made Jian Wuhen, who had always been taller than the sky, not angry?

Without saying a word, he suddenly raised his arm and slapped Ling Shuanghua loudly in the face.

"Bang!"

Ling Shuanghua was suffocated and retreated repeatedly, and blood was oozing from the corners of her mouth. The women who protected her were so scared that they were scared and screamed in surprise.

Seeing this sudden scene, the audience immediately became silent. No one could understand which drama was singing?

In this regard, they who did not know the truth did not dare to come forward to dissuade them, so as not to suffer from the disaster.

At this moment, Ling Shuanghua covered her slightly swollen cheeks, raised her proud head, and looked at Jian Wuhen without fear.

At this moment, there was no anger on her face.

On the contrary, he was full of smug smile.

"Haha, Jian Wuhen, I poked the pain. Are you angry?"

Jian Wuhen was furious again, just as he raised his arms again and was about to slap Ling Shuanghua.

Ling Shuanghua smiled unrestrainedly again and said, "Haha, fight. Even if you beat me to death today, you can't change the fact that you were his defeated general. You are not as good as him, you are not as good as him, you are not as good as him!"

In the last three sentences, "You are not as good as him", Ling Shuanghua almost roared. Her eyebrows were raised and her apricot eyes were wide open, like a little leopard with anger.

After saying that, she decisively closed her eyes and looked as if she was ready to die.

Looking at Ling Shuanghua who was completely unafraid, Jian Wuhen felt that he was almost about to explode.

His hand, which was frozen in the air, did not fall down in the end.

Jian Wuhen was like an angry beast, roaring at Ling Shuanghua.

"Ling Shuanghua, wait. One day, I will let you see with your own eyes how Li Chen kneels in front of my Jian Wuhen like a dead dog?"

"Let's go with me to the church!"

After saying that, Jian Wuhen grabbed Ling Shuanghua's arm very roughly.

Ling Shuanghua subconsciously wanted to break away from Jian Wuhen, but she did not do it.

During the dispute, her sleeves were lifted up, revealing her white and tender arms like lotus roots.

Seeing Ling Shuanghua's arm, Jian Wuhen's pupils suddenly contracted, and he tore her sleeves apart, as if looking for something.

"What are you doing?"

Ling Shuanghua didn't expect that Jian Wuhen would tear her clothes in public and then suddenly broke free from his bondage.

Jian Wuhen's eyes widened and questioned hysterically.

"Where is your geological sand?"

When Ling Shuanghua heard the three words "Shougong Sand", he couldn't help but feel a sudden slap in his heart.

After Li Chen took her natural gongsha sand for the first time, she disappeared on its own. The gongsha sand painted by Li Chen on her also gradually faded with the passage of time.

Thinking of this, she finally understood why Jian Wuhen was so disobedient just now?

Seeing that Ling Shuanghua ignored him at all, Jian Wuhen roared hysterically like an angry lion.

"I'm asking you, where is your gongsha, what about your gongsha?"

Ling Shuanghua still bit her lip tightly and did not answer.

"Have you taken it away by him?"

Ling Shuanghua still bit her lips tightly, almost bleeding, and did not answer Jian Wuhen's words.

However, this time, there was a distinct light in her eyes.

This strange thing naturally cannot escape Jian Wuhen's eyes.

At this moment, anger was almost spitting out from his eyes. His beloved woman was given blood by his undying enemy. How could he not escape from anger?

Jian Wuhen was burning with anger. He suddenly slapped the stone table in front of him into powder with one palm.

"Li Chen, I want to kill you, kill you, kill you!"

The violent sound, like the raging waves, broke through the roof of the hall and went straight into the sky of the nine heavens.

Seeing the rubble falling all over the sky, the whole audience was silent.

Everyone looked at each other, silent, afraid that if he said a wrong word, he would become the target of Jian Wuhen's anger like the poor stone table.

There are still many people who are gloating in their hearts, wanting to see how this wedding will end in the end?

However, before Jian Wuhen's roar like a beast landed, a sound of shouting that resounded through the world suddenly came from outside the mountain gate.

"Li Chen, Xingchen Pavilion, come to worship the mountain!"
Chapter completed!