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739. Preparing for a Big Wedding 5

There was no way for Di Sha to delay his wedding with Fengyun.

"Ahem." The words rushed out of his mouth. Before the people next to him could burst into laughter, Emperor Mu lost his breath and started coughing.

"How's it going? Do you feel uncomfortable there?"

Feng Yun, who was holding Mu Huang, suddenly looked nervous.

Mu Huang had already wasted half of his efforts, and after being tortured in the Yumang space for a long time, he blocked the attack of Emperor Sha again.[

This injury has almost reached its extreme.

And as soon as he came out, he didn't adjust his breath well, so he went to find Disha.

His physical condition really worried her.

"Nothing." After Mu Huang coughed for a long time, he held Feng Yun's hand and smiled.

"Why are you in such a hurry? You won't die." The snack placed on the golden lion's head frowned upon seeing this.

"With Dance of Holy Light in hand, it is indeed not easy to die."

Qian Yelan, who was on the side, was smiling and teasing Emperor Mu along with the snacks.

The Dance of Holy Light came into Emperor Mu's hands.

No matter how many injuries you get, don’t be afraid.

"I'll teach you how to be naughty." Fengyun felt that he was too nervous after hearing this, and immediately pinched Qianye Lan's face and smiled.

"Ouch, brother, my sister is bullying me." Qian Yelan immediately asked Qian Yeli for support.

"You deserve it. I've raised you for more than ten years, and it's only because of my brother's affection. It's only been a few days since you met the situation, and you're already saying that you're not going to help me."

Qian Yeli was jealous.

Before the sour words could be finished, the guards of Feng Yunao and Qian Yelan next to them started laughing.

"Sister, my brother is jealous, what should I do? He's so upset."

Qian Yelan looked at Feng Yun with a bitter look on her face, while hiding behind Feng Yun.

Seeing this, Qian Yeli waved his fists in confusion.

But he could only stare blankly at Qianye Lan, who was standing behind Fengyun and unable to hit him.

"Haha..." Suddenly, a burst of laughter rang out.[

The mood that was still depressed just now became happy again due to Qianye Lan's fuss.

"Let's go back to Nanyuan."

"Okay, let's go have a wedding banquet..."

"Let's go, go back..."

The night was bright, and the silver moon hung in the sky like a hook.

The silvery white light shines down, every bit of it is colorful.

Nanyuan Imperial Capital.
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