My Beautiful and Bossy Wife

In an elegant wooden pavilion.

Looking at her dress in the bronze mirror, the saint of the ancient tomb was in a daze. A few days ago, she was sitting in this position very much like now, full of hope~~

The difference is in the state of mind. Su Jin has been determined to die. That domineering man who robbed his relatives followed her and came to his own home. On the contrary, it was a disaster...

He shouldn't come.

There was a sadness in the heart of the saint of the ancient tomb. She wanted to marry a few days ago, even though she was only the prince Yong Ye who had only met him, hoping to fall into the emperor's house!

What if Prince Yong Ye talked about feelings with himself? Feelings, indeed! After the wedding was not completed, she was not considered the prince and concubine of Prince Yong Ye.

But now, Prince Yong Ye died and married a dead man himself, but the real prince was the concubine.

"My horrible daughter~~" The middle-aged beautiful woman walked into the pavilion, covered her face and wept, and finally hugged the saint who had been in a daze for a long time.

Outside the boudoir, the faces of Princess Xue, Niang Kou, and Emperor Shaoman were not very attractive.

"You leave as soon as possible. I heard that the emperor of the Kingdom of Shu was very angry, and blamed the ancestor of the Holy King in the imperial city for not taking action, which led to the death of Prince Yong Ye. So this time in the wedding convoy, the Holy King personally agreed to Come to pick you up, you hit the grandfather Liu in the imperial city. If you don't leave, you are destined to be killed." Kou Niang's face was solemn, looking at Shaoman Emperor Dao.

"I'm not leaving!" Shaomanhuang shook his head flatly.

"Why?" Princess Xue was very surprised, "He has been dead for three days, and let me be his sword attendant. After watching the saint on the road, I will return to Nalan."

"Yes, it's been three days, and it hasn't appeared for three days. She must have died." Kou Niang was also disappointed.

"How could the boss die easily? To me, he is a belief! You don't understand." Shaomanhuang roared with a blushing neck.

"Will you be willing to take your life?" Kou Niang sighed heavily.

The Emperor Shaoman was silent for a few breaths, and said: "I have nothing, you have a home to go back, what about me? I am the prince of the sinner who was expelled from my home country. There is nowhere for me to go in the world."

"Harmful."

Hearing Princess Xue suddenly said three words, and then annoyed: "You are the one who killed him, who is to blame? He also lied to me and asked my princess to be a maid for him, in exchange for the price of my superiority. The exercises complement my sacred path. The funny thing is that I still believe it."

"Don't insult my boss! Shut up if you don't understand him." The Emperor Shaoman squeezed his fist and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Don't make a noise, the caravan to welcome the bridesmaids will be here soon." Kou Niang could not persuade her, so she started to stop her, and when she heard the sound of suona growing louder and louder around the martial arts, she knew that the royal wedding convoy had arrived.

At this moment, a few beautifully dressed female disciples rushed in to get the bride out of the pavilion!

Saint, about to be picked up and married!

Kou Niang couldn't bear to see this scene again, sighing that the saint's fate was miserable, and it was not just her. Anyone who saw a beautiful woman who looked like an immortal and wanted to marry a dead person would feel distressed, even if she had just met soon.

"Here is a holy king, a very powerful holy king." Princess Listening Snow seemed to have a sense, and she said softly while looking at the direction of the mountain gate.

"Go and see, you don't want to be afraid of death, just follow." Kou Niang glanced at the Emperor Shaoman, knowing that he is a bull-tempered, she refused to listen to her advice.

"Go and go." The Emperor Shaoman's heart was holding a fire, full of despair.

Having said that, the three of them walked towards the gate of the mountain. Without a cup of tea, they saw a group of festively dressed men and horses appearing in front of the cable bridge, a luan car parked on the spot, and some people were playing with musical instruments. lively.

In front of the cable bridge, stood an elderly man in a snow-robed robe with small eyes and goatee. His whole body exuded an imposing manner, a powerful man in the Saint King realm!

The old saint king of Dashu! Many disciples are first to send away the bride and saint again, and second, to hear that a powerful saint king has been sent this time. They want to see the saint king's style. As expected, people are frightened after seeing it, and it is difficult for those who are oppressive of that kind of momentum. pant.

"With the invincible saint king shock, even if there is a peerless genius like Su Tianzi, the saint woman will not be robbed, the saint woman's life is really bitter." A female disciple said with red eyes.

"Even if Tianzi Su is not dead, now that the Invincible Saint King arrives at us, he can only watch, and he can only escape."

"Yes, the destiny of the saint is doomed, and none of us can change it."

"The sect master seems to be a lot older these nights. In fact, it is him who is under the most pressure. How can he feel good when his daughter marries a dead person."

"..."

The discussion stopped abruptly, and the old sage king in front of the cable bridge faintly looked at the master of the tomb and said: "I was invited by the emperor of Dashu to come to pick me up. Where is the saint?"

"I'll pick it up soon." The tomb door master was expressionless, and his tone was somewhat bitter.

"The bride is here!"

I didn't know who it was, and shouted.

Kou Niang and Princess Tingxue turned their heads and saw that the saint was dressed in a bridal costume with a red hijab on her head, and she was supported by the two female disciples to walk silently. This situation has provoke nearly a thousand people. The disciples of shed tears, and even they all hope that another **** of war will come and take the saint away.

Unfortunately, it is impossible.

Never again!

Seeing this, the master of the tomb was so angry that he trembled and his teeth clenched. Unfortunately, there was no way that even his father could do anything.

"Sheng'er." The master of the ancient tomb turned his head and couldn't bear to look anymore, silently reciting the nickname of the saint of the ancient tomb.

Except for the sound of blowing and beating, no one in the audience spoke, only the sad cry of choking!

However, immediately a slaughter that changed the atmosphere appeared in the surroundings. The disciples of low realm never felt it, but the masters above the semi-sage all felt that something was wrong!

The master of the tomb door suddenly raised his head and looked over the west!

The void is fluctuating!

It's like calm water, being stirred by a person's hands...

In the midday, Saint King frowned slightly, his face suddenly changed!

boom! ~

The fluctuating void gradually turned black, and then a large void was shattered, as if a terrifying creature opened its mouth and swallowed that void!

Buzzing, in the black and broken void, a black giant ape exuding hostility gradually emerged. This ape is as high as the sky, and every hair is clearly visible, and every hair is unimaginable Wei Li, red and **** pupils.

It appears as if an ancient king just awakened!

Horrible!

Who can imagine that this ape that is as high as the sky is just a phantom. In front of it, a monkey demon carrying an iron rod is walking, with a cigarette in its mouth, and smoking When he got up, beside it, a peerless young man had a cold face and walked with his hands...

The audience was terrified! The saint of the ancient tomb noticed the abnormality, and regardless of the risk of the saint king, she lifted her hijab and looked up, her eyes were flushed, almost shedding tears...

Su Jin... not dead!