First-class queen: woman, don't be too arrogant

Chapter 734 Preparing for the Big Wedding 5
For Disha to delay his wedding with Fengyun, there is no door.

"Cough cough." The hurried words came out of his mouth, and before the people next to him laughed, Mu Huang gasped and coughed.

"How is it? Does it feel uncomfortable there?"

Fengyun, who was holding Muhuang, suddenly looked nervous.

Mu Huang had already wasted half of his efforts, and after being tossed for a long time in the Yumang space, he blocked the attack for Disha again.

This injury has almost reached the extreme.

And when he came out, he didn't adjust his breath properly, so he went to find Disha.

His physical condition really worried her.

"It's nothing." After coughing for a long time, Mu Huang held Feng Yun's hand and smiled.

"Then what are you in a hurry for? You won't die." Xiao Shi, who was on the top of the golden lion's head, said with a pout.

"With the Dance of the Holy Light in hand, it is indeed not easy to want to die."

Qian Yelan on the side smiled and followed Xiao Shi to tease Mu Huang.

The Dance of Holy Light came into the hands of Emperor Mu.

No matter how many injuries, don't be afraid.

"You've learned how to be playful." Fengyun also felt that he was too nervous when he heard the words, and immediately pinched Qianyelan's face and smiled slightly.

"Oh, brother, my sister bullied me." Qianyelan immediately asked Qianyeli for help.

"You deserve it. I've raised you for more than ten years. It's just my brother's affection. You've only seen the situation for a few days, and you keep calling me sister and don't help."

Qianyeli was jealous.

Before the sour words fell, Feng Yunao and Qianyelan's guards beside him laughed.

"Sister, my brother is jealous, what should I do, it's so sour."

Qianyelan looked at Fengyun with a bitter face, while hiding behind Fengyun.

Seeing this, Qianyeli waved his fists dumbfounded.

But standing behind Fengyun, who couldn't hit Qianyelan, could only stare blankly.

"Haha..." Suddenly, laughter rang out.

The depressed mood just now was cheered up by Qianyelan's disturbance.

"Let's go back to Nanyuan."

"Okay, let's go to the wedding..."

"Let's go, go back..."

The night is bright, and the silver moon hangs in the air like a hook.

The silvery white light shines down, and every bit of it is beautiful.

Nanyuan Emperor Capital.

Emperor Nanyuan is getting married.

(End of this chapter)