Chapter 1394: On the eve of the wedding ceremony (eight)

Chapter 1394, the eve of the wedding ceremony (eight)
The snow wolf picked up the wolverine and raised his chin proudly: "Hey."
The group of bastards, who had long surrendered to the majesty of the butler, did not dare to appear.
But the words of the snow wolf fell, a sharp arrow crossed the sky, arrogantly shot at the snow wolf.
When the snow wolf's ear moved, it seemed to be aware of what it was. When it turned back, the long arrow had already reached it. It scared it and hugged his head in a hurry, squatting down and wishing to hide himself in the ground.
puff!
Lee arrow pierced the snow wolf's chrysanthemum, and it screamed with a heartbreaking wolf howling, and squatted directly and screamed.
"Roar!"
The bear was in a hurry, and turned to look at the person who stood on the horse from a distance, with a bloodthirsty light in the bear's eyes.
......
Above the horse, everyone is dressed in a green robe, and the leader is a young man.
The man's imposing manner is like thunder and thunder. He walks over the ground, dusty and dusty behind him.
The Snow Wolf finally pulled out the arrow, its eyes were red, his eyes were angry and humiliated, and he stared at the group of people who were screaming.
The officers of the Nalan family also pulled out the long sword, and the face was cold and serious.
Their eyes are cautious, and the solid gate behind them is slowly closing...
......
Huangcheng Street.
Tan Shuangshuang stood in the crowd, she was wearing her hair, her face was stunned, her eyes always looked at the sedan chair on the street, and her eyes were full of embarrassment.
Two years ago, even if the wind was expensive, it was expensive for the princess, but everyone hated her, and she was the first person in the country. Now it’s only a short two years, and the wind has fallen. The scenery, but she... but like this.
Not reconciled!
Really unwilling!
Tan Shuangshuang’s fists were dead and horrible, and the bonfire in the eyes was enough to burn her.
Just then, a voice came from behind Tan doubles, making her body slightly stiff.
"Are you very unwilling? Don't be willing to be under her forever?"
Tan Shuangshuang clenched her fists, and she slowly turned back, aiming at an ordinary and ordinary face.
This is a middle-aged man about 40 feet up and down.
If the South String is here, it will be recognizable. This middle-aged man is the one who brought him out of the Princess House five days ago. After that day, he has been lurking in the country and has not left.
"I can help you."
The middle-aged man approached Tan Shuangshuang: "And this is your only chance."
Tan Shuangshuang’s breathing was full of tension:
How do you help me?

"You are the servant of Muling," the middle-aged man sneered at the corner of his mouth. "If you let the world know, when you become the servant of Muling, what is it in the Mujia and Nanxian sons? Do you feel that the wind is so happy?"
Tan Shuangshuang’s mouth hangs in a satirical arc:
The wind is like trusting the South String. Do you think that she will believe it?

"I don't care if she believes it, I just want her and Nanxian to have nothing to lose. Besides, today's wedding ceremony, the South String is impossible to appear, my master has taken him away."
Tan Shuangshuang’s heart jumped.
These days, Tan Shuangshuang has never left the Liu family. Today, he sneaked out and added that the matter five days ago has been suppressed. Therefore, she now knows that today’s wedding ceremony, Nanxian will not participate.
(End of this chapter)