The female supporting role of the abusive novel was once again manipulated by the coquettish villain

The marriage of Princess Xunyun and Venerable Wumin spread far and wide, with red makeup and drums and music.

The guests who entered to watch the marriage ceremony included folk nobles and monks, which is a rare and magnificent scene.

Inside the auditorium.

"I don't know if it's good or bad for a monk to marry a mortal, alas." One sighed in a low voice.

The other person answered, "Yes, but that's what the husband and wife want to do. It's no wonder that others are not good or bad."

Most of the talkers are audiences, and they don't care to smile.

Ying Lian heard them, and then she remembered the huge span of life span between mortals and monks.

A monk can live for at least a hundred years, but he can become a powerful person and even have a lifespan of a thousand years.

Moreover, monks can maintain their ageless appearance for a long time, while ordinary people will age in decades.

Thinking of this, she didn't feel too sad.

It is impossible for Wu Ling and Xun Yun not to know this. They know that they will face life and death, but they are still firm in their original aspirations, only wishing to stay with the person they admire.

The mayfly lives and dies day and night, knowing that it doesn't have much time, but it still wants to spend it according to its own wishes.

She just respects their choice.

After the two had worshiped, Ying Lian walked out of the ceremony hall decorated with red silk.

Standing in the corner of the courtyard, she immediately saw Wu Ling toasting to the guests.

He is already the No. [-] Juggernaut in the upper ranks, but the joy overflowing on his face makes him look like a mortal full of fireworks.

When Wu Ling saw Ying Lian, he smiled and nodded to everyone sitting in the table, and then walked in front of her.

Seeing him approaching, Ying Lian smiled slightly.

"Congratulations, brother, I wish you and sister Xun a happy marriage for a hundred years."

Wu Ling looked at her, with a smile on his face that was deeper than before, "Junior Sister, thank you."

When Ying Lian heard this, her heart skipped a beat.Even the eyes looking at him widened a lot.

She didn't speak, the wind blew her forehead hair, and the tail of her hair was tangled with a thin itchy feeling.

Wu Ling's smile deepened, "I like this dream very much."

Ying Lian looked at the smile on his face and felt that there was a heart-pounding sadness hidden in it.

The tail of her hair swept across her eyes uncontrollably, she narrowed her eyes slightly, and mist could not stop appearing in them.

"you……"

She was interrupted by him as soon as she opened her mouth, "Shh." He made a silent gesture.

"You can't say, otherwise you won't be able to get out." He said.

Seeing the doubt in her eyes, he opened his lips, "In fact, every time I fell into a dream, I would wake up in the second half, but the countless times before, when I woke up, it was the scene of her dying by my sword .”

The man's voice was low and hoarse, so calm that there was no choking.

Ying Lian thought, he must have experienced the same ending so many times that his heart has become numb until he no longer suffers from this matter.

He raised his eyes, looked at her squarely, and smiled again, "I'm very satisfied with the result."

Ying Lian's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she smiled brightly, "That's good."

I hope that in the countless dreams you will recycle in the future, the ending will be to stay with her for the rest of your life.

"You are very talented in the way of swordsmanship. I would like to pass on Ling Yun Jue to you. Do you accept it?" Speaking of this, he released the aura that belonged to Venerable Wu Min.

"Thank you." Of course she would choose to accept.

Wu Ling flipped his wrist and raised his hand, a small book with light blue fluorescence condensed from the palm of his hand.

"People in the world don't know that Ling Yun Jue is a sword art that gathers spiritual power, and it also has the power to gather spirits."

"Today, I will present it to you." As he said, he opened his five fingers slightly, and Ling Yunjue was dragged and flew towards Ying Lian.

Ying Lian cupped her hands to take the frosty book, and when the sword formula touched her skin, it turned into a ray of light and penetrated into her body.

For a moment, a black shadow swayed in her mind, it was a figure as nimble as Zou Yan raising a sword.

As if trapped in the space of her mind, she stood in the boundless dark space, and the sword cultivator, illuminated by the dim light, moved the sword quickly.

The sword blade drew several silver threads in the air, so fast that people couldn't catch the afterimage.

For a long time, Ying Lian's thoughts were withdrawn from Ling Yun's sword art, and she met Shang Suyu's eyes as soon as she opened her eyes.

She didn't react for a while, and just stared at him blankly.

Sensing that the surrounding scene was no longer a gorgeous palace full of red silk lanterns, she took a step back and distanced herself from him.

"Senior Sister, we have already left Tongxu's original space." He explained in a gentle voice.

Ying Lian nodded, then looked at the Qiongji Flying Flower on the stone carving, she flew to hang in front of the bright red flower.

She played a high-level storage array, this time, she picked the bouquet without any hindrance, and sealed it into the storage array space.

After collecting Qiongji Feihua, she opened her hands again and landed beside him lightly.

"Junior Brother, we should leave..." Before she could finish her sentence, the entire ancient palace began to shake violently.

Ying Lian quickly reacted, she grabbed Su Yu's wrist, and used her spiritual power to support the two of them to stand firm.

Not sure if this was an aftershock caused by a high-level beast, she looked towards the roof, but saw that the wall had begun to crack.

There was another strong vibration, and the gap extended and expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ying Lian grabbed the person beside her tightly, then quickly teleported away towards the original path.

This is the depths of the ancient temple, and there are restrictions around it. The monks cannot pass through the powerful restrictions, so they can only leave towards the only passage leading to this place.

While the ground was shaking, gray stones kept falling from the upper side of the narrow passage, dyeing their black hair gray.

When the two entered the core hall, they saw that it was already full of monks coming from various passages.

The vibration became more and more intense, and large chunks of wall stones had already begun to fall from the hall.

All the monks became anxious because of this critical situation, rushing to rush from the biggest gate of the temple.

Ying Lian, who was pushed and shoved hard, felt that it was difficult to move an inch. In this situation, the shortcomings of human nature were fully exposed.

If one didn't pay attention, Ying Lian was hit by spiritual power from nowhere.

A burning sensation hit her back, she just staggered, and was pushed and shoved behind by everyone.

Seeing this, Suyu became furious. He suppressed the desire to kill all the other monks here, and walked forward quickly, wrapping her in his arms, enduring the crowd.

He embraced her with one hand, opened a path with the other, and led her outside.

At this moment, his seemingly thin body seemed to be full of strength. He swung away the person blocking the way vigorously with one hand, while the other hand holding her was so gentle that it was not suitable.

Let him be the villain, and she doesn't need to do anything.

boom--

The sound of collapse suddenly hit from behind. Looking at the violently shaking ground, one knew without thinking that the ancient temple had collapsed.

"quick!"

"Go away!"

"roll!"

Because of the collapse, the crowd became anxious and rioted, and began to attack the crowd in front with powerful spells, trying to cut the crowd in half to break the way.