The protagonist worships the heavens, with boundless mana

"My lord, my lord, please don't be angry, okay, it's Qianxue who overstepped, and she shouldn't have thought that she shouldn't have."

Han Qianxue lowered her head and buried herself deeply in her chest, not daring to look at Huairen.

Huai Ren heard the words and walked over directly.

As Huai Ren approached, Han Qianxue stepped back unconsciously, raised her head slightly, and looked at Huai Ren nervously.

"do not move."

Huairen said as if commanding.

Han Qianxue stopped abruptly, and looked at Huairen timidly.

"Let's get married!" Huairen asked directly.

"Ah! What."

Han Qianxue raised her head in astonishment.

"I said let's get married! Although I may regret it in the future, I don't regret it now." Huairen said firmly.

"Ah! But I."

"There is nothing irresistible, only if you are willing or not, if you are willing, we will get married, if you are not willing, just pretend that I have never said it."

Huairen showed some impatience.

"I, I will."

Huairen was startled, "What did you say?"

"I am willing."

"What are you talking about, the voice is too low, I can't hear you." Huairen asked loudly.

Han Qianxue's face turned red, but she still shouted.

"I said, I would."

"What do you want?" Huairen shouted.

"I would like to marry you."

"Who will you marry?"

"Marry you, Huairen, big bad guy."

Among the rings, the four old people silently covered their ears and closed their six senses. The young people nowadays show affection and are reserved without understanding at all.

……

After the relationship was established, the actions between the two became significantly more intimate.

Walking on the street hand in hand, ignoring the strange eyes of others, purchasing all the items needed for the wedding.

In fact, there are not many things, and the wedding of the two is just a formality.

They have no friends, no elders and relatives, only the two of them at the wedding, plus four old people.

"You said this one looks better, or this one."

Han Qianxue asked Huairen holding two phoenix crowns.

Joy overflowed on his face.

"They all look good, but they look best on your head."

Huai Ren chuckled.

"Humph."

Han Qianxue snorted softly, seeing that Huairen would not have any results, she took a careful look at the two phoenix crowns.

Then she put down the phoenix crown on her right hand, but she still felt that the phoenix crown on her left hand looked better.

A hand as white as jade picked up the phoenix crown that Han Qianxue put down, put it on her head, and asked the young man beside her softly.

"Does it look good if I wear this phoenix crown?"

Hearing this, the young man smiled and said, "It's pretty."

"Is she as good-looking as she is?"

The woman pointed to Han Qianxue who was choosing a happy dress from a distance and asked.

The young man glanced at Han Qianxue, then at the woman, compared them carefully in his heart, and said, "It's a lot! You each have their own merits."

When the woman heard the words, she pouted her mouth in displeasure. He was the most beautiful man in the world, how could he be willing to share the same beauty with her.

The young man smiled, he didn't care about the woman's resentful gaze, he clasped his fist at Huairen, and said, "I've met this fellow Taoist."

Huai Ren also clasped his fists at the other party, the smile on his face had disappeared, and he asked calmly: "Fellow Daoist came to seek revenge on me."

"That's right, Fellow Daoist chased and killed Xian'er for no reason, so he must give an explanation!" said the young man.

And the woman who is more beautiful than Han Qianxue is Lin Xian'er, the second beauty of Xingyu Empire who was hunted down by Huairen and escaped.

"What do you want to explain?" Huairen asked.

"Kill Your Excellency, after all, my people will be chased and killed by fellow Taoists, and I, the suzerain, can't ignore it." The young man said flatly.

Huai Ren was silent for a while, "Okay, this is the city and it's not suitable to fight. It's a battle in the Vientiane Forest outside the city."

"Okay, I'll wait for you, I hope you don't break your promise."

The young man glanced at Han Qianxue who was choosing a wedding dress, "Fellow Daoist, this is a wedding event."

"good."

Hearing the words, the young man sighed immediately, "It seems that I came here by accident, but I will not change the purpose of killing you. There are many unfortunate people in this world, and I don't care because I have one more. "

"Fellow Daoist, do you think I'm really determined? If you haven't fought, how can you know the result?"

The young man smiled, "I didn't think of a reason why I would fail, but seeing how unfortunate it was that I came here, I won't touch her, but if she seeks revenge on me in the future, I can't guarantee it."

"Then thank you fellow daoist, and I am the same."

"Haha, I found that we belong to the same kind of people, but unfortunately, we are destined not to be friends. I will wait outside the city until sunset. If you don't come before sunset, don't blame me for being unruly."

The young man left, but Lin Xian'er hurriedly followed the young man and gave Huairen a hard look before leaving.

"Well, what are you talking about, you know them, that girl seems to be Senior Sister Xian'er."

Han Qianxue walked over with her wedding dress in hand, and asked suspiciously.

"Then you must have read it wrong. We would have fought Lin Xian'er."

Huairen took his groom's official wedding gown, gestured on himself, and said in a relaxed tone.

"What kind of enmity do you have with Senior Sister Xian'er? Why did you chase her down?"

"This is all in the past. Don't mention it again. Let's look forward. I will solve Lin Xian'er's problem."

"Well, I believe you."

A smile appeared on Han Qianxue's face again, but there was always a lingering worry in Han Qianxue's heart.

"What are you thinking about? Don't think too much about it. After today, you will be my wife. I will take care of my affairs. What you want to think about is that you will give birth to a few fat boys for me in the future."

Huairen grabbed Han Qianxue's little hand, and smiled cheaply.

Han Qianxue's pretty face flushed, and she broke away from Huai Ren's big hand in embarrassment, "I'm ignoring you, hmph."

"You can't ignore me! You are my wife, how can a wife ignore her husband?"

Huairen leaned forward very shamelessly.