Chapter 1387: Wedding eve (1)

Chapter 1387 on the eve of the wedding ceremony (1)
March time is like a finger.
On the streets of the Liuyun country, the bustling, compared with the former Liuyun countries, today's imperial city, the strong all over the place, are for the wedding ceremony.
Fu Chen walked behind Xiao Qinghan, his eyes were smiling, and the face of a powdered jade was full of smiles, and his eyes had never been removed from Qing Han.
at this time……
A figure suddenly jumped into the back of Qinghan, and his hand of the devil took his hand to Qinghan.
At this time, Xiao Qinghan still didn’t know anything. Her eyes were completely attracted by some strange gadgets in front of her. I didn’t know anyone extended her hand to her...
Fu Chen’s face suddenly changed and rushed to the front.
The old man in front of him also apparently found Fuchen behind him. His mouth was sneer and turned back. The punch was on the chest of Fuchen. In an instant, the whole body of Fuchen flew out. Wolverine fell to the ground.
Qing Han finally noticed the movement behind her. She turned and suddenly, Fu Chen’s figure falling from the sky blew her eyes.
Her eyes are tight and her tone is stern: "Fuchen brother!!!"
......
At the same time, in the Princess House, the man was in white, light as snow, his lips hang with a shallow curvature, his eyes staring at the girl standing in the middle of the beast, the pair of cold squats are gentle. The light, like the girl in front, is the whole world in his eyes.
suddenly……
A cold breath came from behind, and the face of Nanxian was slightly dignified.
Xiaoqing’s stunned a small head from behind:
Master...

"let's go."
Nanxian picked up Xiaoqing, and his gaze once again looked at the wind as far away as he turned, turned back and walked toward the direction outside the Princess House.
......
Outside the palace, there is a lonely and quiet path. The South String White Robe wins the snow and slowly stops with the breeze.
Standing in front of him is a middle-aged man.
The man's face was sneer, looking at the South String with that rather proud look.
"I don't think it's the southern string of the Tenjin House. How did you find me?" The middle-aged man did not run away, staring at the South String.
The southern chord is expressionless: "Your smell, and the swaying are two extremes. If I am not stupid, I can't find it."
"Oh," the middle-aged man sneered twice. "Why didn't you do it to me when I was at the Princess House?"
The South String calmly said: "There are three days, it is the wedding of me and the child. For this wedding, I have prepared for three months. I don't allow anyone to disturb her interest during this period."
"Ha ha ha."
The middle-aged man laughed twice, and the laughter taunted: "I don't want to be the Nanzi son of the spiritual door! My master said, let the Nanxian son go to the spiritual door to be a guest!"
"If I refused?"
"Southern String Son," the middle-aged man sneered. "Can you remember the two little guys around the wind? One seems to be Fuchen, and the other is Qinghan. If you don't follow us, I am afraid, The lives of these two little guys are gone!"
The south chords are cold, and the surrounding cold air is getting stronger and stronger, making the whole sky look a bit raging and cold.
"People who want to move their minds?"
He walked slowly toward the middle-aged man, and the wind swelled and picked up his white robes: "Who gave you the courage to move her?"
Ps: I have to get up at five o'clock tomorrow~ I will do this today, I have to go to bed early or not to get up.
(End of this chapter)