Just twenty-four hours ago, the two of them were still holding their wedding with full anticipation and affection.
But now, they are bleeding together and fighting side by side.
"Ahem!"
Ye Qingli couldn't help coughing.
The encounters in life are really unpredictable.
"No matter what, we will always be together..."
Jun Aohan stretched out his sleeves.
Hold her hand firmly.
"I owe you this wedding."
"After these guys are dealt with, I will definitely make the most lively wedding for you when I turn around."
"You are hurt?"
Feel the smooth feeling in his broad palm.
Ye Qingli was suddenly shocked.
He quickly took out the elixir and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Slightly injured."
Jun Aohan smiled heartily.
"However, it is still very easy to deal with these guys."
After speaking, he gently released Ye Qingli's body.
"Brother Shen, take care of her for me."
After saying that, he flew towards the enemies in front of him and rushed towards him!
"what happened?"
Ye Qingli turned back and looked at Shen Qingfeng.
In her eyes, there was no blame, only worry.
"We encountered enemies on the way here."
Shen Qingfeng coughed hard.
There were a thousand people who followed Jun Aohan from Tianxing City.
However, there are only two to three hundred people left now.
The rest had all died in that resistance!
Not long after they left Tianxing City.
I happened to meet a group of people.
Led by a large number of saints, we suddenly met them!
The two sides met each other with almost no time to react!
Then, a big battle started immediately!
Fortunately, Jun Aohan was able to hold those people back with his strong strength!
However, the remaining people suffered heavy casualties!
If Jun Aohan hadn't been there at the end, risking his own injuries to kill the opponent's leader directly in the chaos.
Then, those people will not retreat yet!
"Are they also her subordinates?"
"It should be, I heard them say they are here to see the Holy Lady."
Ye Qingli looked directly at the phoenix chariot in the sky.
At this moment, her eyes were filled with a layer of blood mist.
Feng Ziluan!
Today, I remember you!
The hatred between you and me cannot be washed away even by pouring water from heaven and earth!
In the future, I will definitely pay back all this with interest!
Jun Aohan rushed into the battle like a violent storm!
His aura alone can suppress hundreds of saints at the same time!
Every enemy is frightened by his momentum!
They all stepped back!
This place is the testimony of their love.
He will never allow anyone to defile it!
If someone stains this place, then... wash it with blood!
In the blink of an eye, the sword was raised and dropped.
More than ten saints have fallen under his sword!
"stop!"
At this moment, the phoenix chariot hanging high in the sky suddenly made a sound.
Then, the curtain was lifted, and Feng Ziluan walked out slowly.
The expression on her face had now returned to its previous grace.
Her eyes were high and cold, like a fairy from nine heavens away.
Obviously, the poison she had been exposed to earlier had been expelled.
Her eyes swept over Jun Aohan's body.
With endless love and indescribable fascination.
"cold."
This time, she really met him with her own face!
