Fate’s Little Feral Consort

But the more she was like this, the more distressed Feng Wuya felt, and he stretched out his hand to hold her tightly.

"Yu'er, I will be with you, always with you."

Yun Qianyu chuckled: "Wuya, you are a good man, well, we will get married in two days."

"it is good."

This time Feng Wuya didn't say anything more, since Yu'er was going to marry, he would marry her.

Yun Qianyu got off the bed and walked out all the way.

Outside the door, Jun Haotian and Lin Qinmu came over: "Sect Master, I have spread out the matter of your marriage, and I plan to let people come over to arrange this main peak, what do you think?"

"it is good."

Yun Qianyu immediately agreed.

Jun Haotian and Lin Qinmu led people to arrange the main peak.

Yun Qianyu and Feng Wuya were in the main peak to instruct others on how to arrange the main peak.

In one day, the entire main peak was covered with red ribbons, and even the sides of the peaks were covered with red ribbons.

From a distance, it looked like a sea of ​​red flames.

The entire Dragon Fighting Sect knew that two days later it was the big marriage between the lord and the son of the White Tiger family.

The entire Dragon Fighting Sect seemed to be a little boiling, extremely lively.

Because the Sect Master said the day of the wedding, all the disciples of the Dragon Fighting Sect will get a Heavenly Rank Pill refined by the alchemist. .

Those above the spirit emperor level will get holy order pill.

In this way, everyone is naturally happy.

In the evening, Yun Qianyu and Feng Wuya went for a walk after eating at the main peak.

The two people did not speak along the way, and the atmosphere was slightly cold.

Feng Wuya was trying to find something to say, and suddenly felt the cold air coming over.

Feng Wuya subconsciously said, "Someone attacked the Dragon Dou Sect?"

He stretched out his hand to pull Yun Qianyu and protected her behind him.

Although his spiritual power cultivation is not as high as Yun Qianyu, these movements are subconscious.

Yun Qianyu didn't move, but stood firmly behind Feng Wuya.

Under the dark night, light and shadow came rushing forward and fell to the place opposite Feng Wuya in the blink of an eye.

The visitor wore a black brocade robe embroidered with a silver dragon, a silver belt inlaid with white jade, and a white mutton jade hanging from his waist. He couldn't say noble and cold, so he stood firmly in the night. Down, like the ruler of heaven and earth. People can't ignore it.

He was surrounded by powerful hostility, handsome three-dimensional facial features, full of cold frost, and bloodthirsty murderous aura reflected in his dark pupils, staring thickly at the opposite Feng Wuya.

Feng Wuya didn't expect that Xiao Jiuyuan would even have a face, his face was indescribably ugly.

He pointed at Xiao Jiuyuan angrily, and shouted in anger: "Xiao Jiuyuan, you get out of here, Dragon Fighting Sect does not welcome you."

Xiao Jiuyuan looked at Feng Wuya coldly, seemingly not paying attention to Feng Wuya's threat.

His eyes crossed Feng Wuya's shoulders and looked at the person behind him, but this person obviously didn't want to see him, so he knew he was coming, but he didn't want to come out.

Xiao Jiuyuan's heart was unspeakably painful. He held and released his fingers, released and held them, and finally he said in a deep voice, "Feng Wuya, I have something to say to Yu'er."

Feng Wuya snorted coldly: "I'm sorry, Yu'er didn't see you, so you should go quickly. Are you hurting her enough? Are you still hurting her?"

Xiao Jiuyuan looked at Feng Wuya coldly and said, "You'd better get out of the way immediately, otherwise don't blame me for being polite."

"Come, come, am I afraid you won't make it."