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Chapter 722 The Doomsday Is Coming (7)

Suo Shitong threw it at Wanyan, and the scroll fell directly on Wanyan's face.

A red mark was punched on Wanyan's forehead, but she remained motionless.

The scroll fell to the ground again.

"Let go of her first." Suo Shitong said to the magic soldiers on both sides, then raised his chin to Wanyan, and said, "Look for yourself."

Wanyan snatched back her arms from Tianbing, glared at Suo Shitong fiercely, and finally picked up the scroll.

Suo Shitong raised his eyebrows, and said to himself: "Although I don't know what the destiny is, I let the most evil people enter my temple.

But I have to say that you do have a predestined relationship with our temple.

Evil fate is also fate..."

Wanyan didn't listen to what nonsense Suo Shitong was talking about, she looked at the words on the scroll in front of her, her hands were already shaking.

And his eyes trembled more than his hands.

I saw that on the glittering golden scroll, it was clearly written word by word:

The daughter of Bai Zexuan's family is Wanyan, Shu Shen, mature in nature, diligent and submissive, graceful and pure, gentle in sex, restrained in virtue, and virtuous.

In the whole world, only this woman is worthy of the Supreme God, and is the model of wives and women in the world.

According to her discretion, she is married to the 110th supreme sage of the Tianxuan Temple, Jing Shajialan, and enjoys the posthumous position of the 110th Blessed One of the Tianxuan Temple.

At this moment, not to mention Wanyan, everyone present turned pale with shock.

The contemporary empress who the world has been looking forward to for 20 years is actually Xuan Wanyan? !

A person who is highly suspected of being related to the drug king Shahua?

For a moment, regardless of Suo Shitong still present, everyone couldn't help whispering.

Compared to everyone else, Wanyan was calmer.

Wanyanhu had guessed the empress for so long, she once thought that the luckiest person in the world was actually herself.

But if the scene was changed, Wanyan would definitely be so shocked that she would throw all the scrolls out, then slap herself several times, telling herself to just dream and wake up quickly.

Maybe there will be a little excitement.

After all, she is the most noble woman in the world, and her husband is a true saint and god.

Even if there are many rules in Tianxuan Palace, the future life may not be easy.But being recognized by the destiny and being chosen as the empress is the greatest affirmation for a woman.

However, at this moment, there is only a trace of surprise in Wanyan's heart, and there is no excitement or joy at all.

She only had hatred in her heart.

Wanyan who was lowering her head suddenly raised her head, holding the scroll in one hand, fixed her red eyes on Suo Shitong, and asked word by word:
"You killed my younger brother and seriously injured my older brother, best friend, sister-in-law, and brother-in-law.

You persecuted me, wronged me, forced me to live and die.

Now you are telling me that you want me to enter Tianxuan Palace and marry Shengzun?

It's not enough to punish me once, you have to punish me for the rest of my life, right? "

Wanyan sneered, "Do you really think that I am a lamb at the mercy of others, who can be dragged around, played at will, and manipulated at will?"

Wanyan smiled bitterly and decisively.

"Stop dreaming."

Wanyan laughed and threw the scroll on the ground.

At this moment, her determination is no longer enough to form a wind blade, and with her current strength, she can't tear the scroll at all.

So Wanyan took out a bone blade from her bosom, held it with both hands, and inserted it hard into the scroll.

Afterwards, she stroked the scroll again and again, each stroke was vicious, wishing to engrave all her hatred on it, and scratched the glittering golden scroll to pieces in a short while.

(End of this chapter)