Chapter 247 Wedding?

The title of Lord, fully master the law of space, the mind moves, the space is frozen, the space is broken, and the most important thing is to open up a hole in the void at will. Zhuo Yuhan took advantage of the acceleration of the emperor's book and took three years to completely refine the soul of the emperor of truth.

After all, he was once a powerful emperor. After being sealed for 100,000 years, he was still lawless. If it hadn't been suppressed by the emperor's breath in the book of the emperor, it would be hard to say who would have devoured whom.

Under the Weiwenhou mansion, a flash of light flashed, and Zhuo Yuhan appeared above the magma. The originally roaring magma had completely stopped. As soon as Zhuo Yu's mind moved, he could refine all these magma.

"I was delayed by Marquis Wei Wen for a month, and it's time to go back to Zi Qizong."

Thinking of this, Zhuo Yuhan Gujing's mood couldn't help but be excited. Ziqizong had two people who made him longing and care about him day and night. At this moment, his heart was like an arrow, and he couldn't wait to appear outside the gate of Ziqizong immediately. With a trembling, Kunpeng's body appeared, shattered the void, and immediately flew out.

When the title reaches the throne, and then perform the body of Kunpeng, the manipulation of the space is simply like a fish in water. Zhuo Yuhan left, and the whole Wei Wenhou's mansion was silent. No one knew the death of Wei Wenhou.

Ziqizong is located in Tianyanfu, Weizhou, starting from Weizhou City and gathering 100,000 miles away, but with Zhuo Yuhan's current cultivation, it can be reached in the blink of an eye.

In the east of Tianyan Mansion, the purple mountain is like a dragon, and the whole mountain is surrounded by purple gas all day long, which looks luxurious and prominent. The void outside the Purple Mountains fluctuated, and Zhuo Yuhan and Han Yurou appeared here.

"Zi Qizong, I'm finally back." Han Yurou looked at the Purple Mountain in front of her and was very excited.

"Mom, let's go."

Zhuo Yuhan did not break into it without authorization. Although he is now under the crown of noble Wang Jue, after all, this is his mother's teacher. Aunt Xun and Zhuo Muyan are also here. Naturally, it is impossible for Zhuo Yuhan to put on airs. After the two came to the foot of the mountain and reported their home, they began to climb the mountain.

"Huh, strange, is Zi Qizong going to have a happy event? Why are there lights everywhere?

Zhuo Yuhan and Han Yurou walked on the mountain road. The whole purple sect was filled with a joyful atmosphere, with big red lanterns hanging everywhere and the word "big red happy", which is obviously the decoration of the wedding.

"I don't know. Are we so lucky to meet the wedding wine as soon as we come back?" Han Yurou looked around, looked at the familiar scenery, and said with a smile.

"Brother, who is Zi Qizong doing a wedding for?" Zhuo Yuhan grabbed a passing doorman and asked.

"You don't know? Aren't you here to send gifts? This man's face is quite handsome, but his cultivation is very ordinary. Hearing Zhuo Yuhan call him brother, there is a smile on his face.

"Uh...no." Zhuo Yu said awkwardly.

"That doesn't matter. If you come, you will be a guest. You're right. Zi Qizong is really going to have a happy event. His Royal Highness the ninth prince of the empire wants to marry our sister Zhuo Muyan as the ninth prince concubine. Your Majesty has issued a decree to choose a date to get married. The teenager said brilliantly.

"What? Nine Prince and Zhuo Muyan?!" Zhuo Yuhan was shocked when he heard the words. He could hardly believe his ears. Is Zhuo Muyan going to become a prince? And is she still the concubine of the ninth prince who has a lot of hatred with her?

"Yes! Sister Muyan is beautiful, but she is the goddess in the hearts of all our men. Now, as soon as we leap into the Dragon Gate, we will become a noble prince in the future. Our Ziqi Sect can also become a first-class sect with this relationship. The teenager said with flying eyebrows and did not notice the change of Zhuo Yuhan at all.

What else did the teenager say? Zhuo Yuhan didn't hear it at all. Just this sentence echoed in his ear: "Zhuo Muyan is going to become the ninth prince!"

The oath is still in my ears. Once together, vaguely in front of me. Has that unruly and arrogant girl finally grown up? Are you going to get married? However, the groom is not himself. What are the vows and deeds outside the bamboo forest of the ancestral hall? Has it drifted away with the wind?

Zhuo Yuhan felt heartache like a knife, and his heart was dripping blood and pain. The teenager has gone far away, but Zhuo Yuhan can't move anyway.

"Han'er...Han'er...what's wrong with you?" Han Yurou found that Zhuo Yuhan's face was pale and his eyes were empty, and she hurriedly shouted. You know, Zhuo Yuhan is already a king, almost immortal, how can this happen?

"Mother, Mu Yan is getting married... Mu Yan is getting married. Nine Princes, very good, very good!"

Zhuo Yuhan looked at Han Yurou, and a tear fell from the corners of his eyes, and his voice was low and hoarse.

"Han'er, my mother knows what happened between you and Mu Yan. Maybe, what's the misunderstanding? You have to believe her!" Han Yurou understood Zhuo Yuhan's mood now. He came back with difficulty. When he wanted to see his beloved, his joy instantly turned into despair. This blow is indeed more powerful than any martial arts attack.

"Real?" A flash of light flashed in Zhuo Yu's cold and gray eyes. The child once promised her that whether she waited for me or not, whether she changed her mind or not, I would come to her. Mother, let's go!"

Zhuo Yuhan said, pulled up Han Yurou and disappeared in place.

The purple peak in the middle of the purple mountain range, magnificent palaces stand on the mountain peaks. At this time, the whole mountain peak is full of noise and extremely noisy. Dressed in gorgeous purple, wearing a jade crown and sitting at the top of the hall, there were all the county guards, governors, city lords, and elders of other sects.

Zhuo Muyan married the ninth prince of the empire. As soon as the news came out, Ziqizong immediately became the focus. Everyone knows that today's prince is mediocre. At present, at the beginning of the establishment of the empire, it is bound to rebuild the prince, and the ninth prince, whether it is the reputation of martial arts, is well-deserved first. Purple Qizong can flare up with the ninth princes and rise, which is just around the corner.

"Congratulations to the suzerain, Hexi suzerain. In the future, the purple gas sect will definitely shake up and become the first sect of the empire." Many guests raised their glasses and congratulated in unison.

"Haha...you're welcome, you're welcome." Ziqi stood up and laughed happily. It is also an honor that Zi Qizong can carry forward in his hands. At this moment, Ziqi is naturally extremely happy.

"Zhuo Yuhan visited the suzerain in Zhuoyang City, Yanning County!"

Suddenly, a sound resounded through the world. The next moment, Zhuo Yuhan and Han Yurou's figures had appeared in the hall, and everyone present did not see clearly how Zhuo Yuhan came in. Zhuo Yuhan arched his hand slightly, which was a courtesy. Zi Qiheng once helped him, and a gift should also be given.

"Disdainful disciple Han Yurou has met the suzerain." Han Yurou is different. He knelt on one knee to see it. Zhuo Yuhan is not easy to stop this.

"Yurou, have you been rescued? Great. I have made a lot of refinement. Come on, let's see the seat. Purple gas said with great joy.

"Thank you, Lord." Han Yu gently nod. Zhuo Yuhan is now impatient to talk. He came straight to the point and said, "Lord, Yuhan has a merciless request. I hope the suzerain's approval."

"Oh? Even Yurou's son is also half a disciple of the sect. If you have something to say, just say it. The purple waved his big sleeves and said boldly.

"I want to see Zhuo Muyan."

"What?" As soon as Zhuo Yuhan said this, the huge hall was full of shock.

"Zhuo Yuhan, do you know what you are talking about?" Ziqi smiled stiffly, his tone calmed down, and he asked slowly.

"I want to see Zhuo Muyan." Zhuo Yuhan still said without sadness or joy.

"Presumptuous! Mu Yan is now the fiancee of His Royal Highness the Nine Prince. He will marry in the royal palace of Yanjing City tomorrow. Can't you see him as you say? Purple gas shouted coldly. Yu Rou, why don't you discipline your son well?

"Han'er..." Han Yurou is not.

"Mom, I'll deal with this matter myself." Zhuo Yuhan said firmly, "Lord, for the last time, I want to see Zhuo Muyan."

"Zhuo Yuhan, you are too presumptuous. I know that Muyan is your sister, but now her status is extremely noble. She should retreat immediately, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless. Purple Qi didn't expect Zhuo Yuhan to be so hard.

"Since the suzerain is in a dilemma, I will go to see it myself. Mother, let's go. Zhuo Yuhan was too lazy to argue with Ziqi, and his body disappeared in a flash.

"Who is this person? He is young and his cultivation is not simple."

"No one's eye, bold and bold. This man is looking for death." Zhuo Yuhan left silently, and all the guests immediately discussed. Ziqi looked gloomy, comforted the guests, flashed out of the hall, went straight to the place where Zhuo Muyan lived, and notified the elders of Ziqi Cave. Zhuo Yuhan's temperament and strength made Ziqi have some scruples.

In a pavilion west of Ziqi Peak, a woman in a phoenix robe sat by the window. The woman's eyebrows were picturesque, charming, and dressed in a big red phoenix robe, which was even more noble and beautiful. However, at this moment, the woman's eyes were full of tears, and her beautiful face was full of haggard look.

"Yu Han, why don't you come to me? Tomorrow, I will become a bride. Do you have the heart to watch me marry someone else?" The woman held a picture in her hand, which was painted by Zhuo Yuhan, who was young. Although Zhuo Muyan has become mature, beautiful and generous, but looking at the teenager in the painting, he is still reluctant to give up.

"Zhuo Yuhan, don't be presumptuous."

Zhuo Yuhan came out of the hall, used the method of searching the world, slightly sensed the breath of Zhuo Muyan, and flew over. As soon as he flew outside the pavilion, he was stopped by purple gas.

"I just want to ask her one thing. After asking, I will leave. Don't force me to take action. You purple gas sect, no one can stop me yet.

Zhuo Yuhan looked at Zi Qi and said coldly. In order to be afraid that Han Yurou would be difficult to do, Zhuo Yuhan received her from the emperor's book.

"Arrogant! I admit that you are indeed quite talented. Apart from the fierce mountains, you grow so fast. However, this is Ziqizong, how can you be presumptuous? Go back quickly, and I can take it as if nothing has happened. Purple Qiheng's cultivation has also soared over the years. When he came to the title of marquis, a strong momentum oppressed him.

Zhuo Muyan in the pavilion heard this sound, and the painting in his hand quietly fell to the ground.

"Did I hear it wrong? Is Yu Han coming? Or is there a hallucination again?" Zhuo Muyan trembled his hands, pushed open the window, and looked at the figure in white. At this moment, Zhuo Muyan burst into tears and laughed. There was nothing else in her eyes, except the man in white.

"You're still here after all." Zhuo Muyan muttered.