Chapter 1917 Ye Qingli's mourning hall 1
"Besides, that guy is dead anyway, and you won't answer me. So, this king will make the decision for you. From now on, you will be this king's wife, the princess of Yan Kingdom. The future queen. Everything Everyone will bow down to your memorial tablet, and I will never marry a wife again in my whole life."

Yan Feng knelt on the ground lightly, tears streaming down his face, and burst into tears.

Everyone around him was terrified.

Hurry up to pull him up.

"Your Highness, you can't think like that! If you don't marry a wife, the Yan Kingdom will never be seen again..."

They desperately tried to pull Yan Fengqing up.

However, Yan Feng lay lightly on the ground and couldn't pull it up.

Ye Qingli stood by the side, feeling a little tribulation in her heart.

Although Yan Fengqing usually does things a little casually, but his feelings for him are the most sincere.

At this moment, Jun Aohan couldn't help snorting from his nose.

Now, when he sees someone showing affection for Ye Qingli, he will feel very uncomfortable.

He took two steps forward and shouted, "Go away!"

"Bang! Bang!"

The people nearby were immediately blown away by the spiritual power in his body.

He grabbed Yan Fengqing's collar directly and lifted him up.

"There's something wrong with you..."

Yan Fengqing punched out directly.

Now, he was extremely upset.

Whoever dares to provoke me, I will beat him to death!

However, when he swung his fist, he saw Jun Aohan's face at a glance.

Then, he froze for a moment.

"You bastard, are you still alive?"

"Hahaha!"

Tears welled up on his face, and then he laughed wildly.

Pat him on the shoulder hard.

"You really didn't die!"

This expression of crying and laughing made everyone dumbfounded.

Jun Aohan stretched out his fist and confronted him.

The fists of the two men clashed tightly.

They both saw the joy in each other's eyes.

Between each other, there is a strong brotherhood flowing.

"By the way, since you are not dead, what about Qingli?"

Yan Fengqing's eyes immediately moved behind Jun Aohan.

"Since you are not dead, then Qingli must be there too. If you let me know that you leave her behind and come back alone, then I will never end with you!"

Immediately afterwards, Yan Feng saw Ye Qingli standing on the side with a single glance.

"Wow! Qingli, you're really not dead! You're really still alive! Haha, I knew a long time ago, how could someone like you die so easily? God won't accept you!"

He yelled incoherently, and then flew towards Ye Qingli.

Ye Qingli stood where she was, with no figure, and when Yan Fengqing was about to hug her...

"boom!"

He hit a wall directly in front of him.

Jun Aohan stood in front of him like an iceberg.

"Step aside!"

"No!"

"I want to celebrate with Qingli, what's your business?"

"Just celebrate with me!"

"Hey, I know who you are..."

The two of them immediately looked like their swords were on the verge of breaking out, and they were about to fight.

Fortunately, at this time, Bi Xuan, Nan Yusheng and the others, led by Xiao He, all ran out from inside.

After they saw Ye Qingli, they all went up and hugged Ye Qingli, crying and laughing, jumping and jumping.

In the end, Yan Fengqing was the only one who failed to hug Ye Qingli.

Then, he fought fiercely with Jun Aohan.

His nose was bruised and his face was swollen from being beaten by Jun Aohan, and he was carried back directly...

(End of this chapter)

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