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488 Wedding! Three(2/2)

However, Xuanyu didn't buy it and couldn't help but retort.

"If you kid dares to act nonsense, I will send you back immediately!"

Alva's eyes became extremely sharp and he scolded in a low voice.

"Oh! I didn't say I was going to make a fuss. Just wait, that boy Chen Yun will definitely come to steal the bride. I really look forward to the look on that bastard Norton's face when the time comes!"

Xuanyu shrank under his father's sharp gaze, but he still muttered.

"snort!"

Hearing Xuan Yu's muttering, Alva almost spit out the tea he just drank. He couldn't help but groaned and forcefully swallowed the tea.

"Stealing a bride? Can you really imagine that there are so many powerful people here, and there is also the Emperor Ancestor of the Proud Moon Empire. Although Chen Yun is amazingly talented, it is undoubtedly a fantasy to want to steal a bride here. Moreover, it has not been done yet.

Do you know whether he is alive or dead?"

Alva shook his head and objected directly. He didn't believe that Xuan Yu's words would really fall into his trap.

"Emperor Ancestor! What kind of existence is that? How could it cause heaven to change!"

Xuanyu shrank his neck, looked at the huge imperial dragon energy gathering in the sky above the Aoyue Empire, and couldn't help but murmur.

"Emperor Ancestor..."

King Al also raised his eyes slightly and murmured in a low voice.



After about half a day, all the forces had arrived. Except for the other three empires and the four major academies, representatives from basically all the forces in the continent came to congratulate. The scene was so grand that it even vaguely overwhelmed the Holy Sai.

It’s a huge scene.

The elite army of the Aoyue Empire surrounded the wide white jade square. Looking around, there was a silver light, and the cold light on the spears shone. They were all carefully selected powerful warriors. The lowest ones were second-level warriors, who were close enough.

The army of ten thousand people aroused a burst of admiration from the crowd. The military power of the Proud Moon Empire was really too powerful. With such a large number of elite troops, even the strongest warriors would be consumed alive in it.



"Grandpa Zu! Do you think that Chen Yun will come?"

On the top of one of the huge palaces of the Proud Moon Empire, a woman in tight black gauze suddenly asked the old man next to her, her strange eyes flashing with the brilliance of someone's mind.

This person is clearly You Yaoyao. When she first entered the Demon Suppressing Tower, she had a confrontation with Chen Yun. This is a woman who is filled with the aura of demons. She is like a lotus growing in the darkness. She is so beautiful.

At the same time, it exudes a dangerous fragrance.

"Haha! The tower master sent me here personally, do you think he will show up?"

The old man next to him hunched over his old body and pointed a black crutch in the void. His weathered eyes were extremely deep. He looked up at the sky in the distance, with a faint smile on his old face.

This person turned out to be Zifengyang, the great elder of the Dark Tower. He had once confronted the mysterious dean of the God of War Academy. Although he looked like he was about to die, he was actually a very scary old man.

"Oh? The tower master is so sure. There are many strong people here, and there are also you. This Chen Yun really dares to be so bold and come to snatch the bride! Now I am really looking forward to it!"

You Yao Yao's beautiful eyes rolled around, her mouth opened slightly, and she exclaimed in a low voice, but then an interested smile appeared on her face, and her strange eyes shone with excitement, looking very expectant.

"Haha! I didn't expect that young man to be a descendant of the Dragon Blood Warrior, the strongest warrior in ancient times. No wonder the tower master is so concerned. It doesn't matter if you don't come today. If you come, the old man will follow the tower master's order and capture you alive! Hehe, maybe it will be helpful to our plan!"

Zifengyang's deep-set pupils shone with a hideous light, a meaningful smile appeared on his old face, and the temperature of the surrounding space also dropped sharply. One can imagine what a terrifying old man this is. .



"Everyone, be quiet! Everyone, be quiet!"

At this moment, Ao Gan walked up to the high platform in the center of the wide white jade square, his majestic eyes darting around, and his rich voice carrying a tyrannical fighting spirit spread throughout the place. Suddenly, The originally noisy scene gradually became quiet, and eyes full of various emotions focused on him.
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