Love in Another Life: My Gentle Tyrant

Turns out, compared to this moment, the pain of the Eight Swords is nothing. Dragons don't laugh, but the moisture in their eyes finally snatches the orbit.

Fourteen years later, after both the father and the mother-in-law left, again.

After a cold glance at the dragon, the White War Maple quickly walked to the beacon and carried her into her arms.

Qing Qing suddenly panicked, his cousin glanced at her in the corner of his eyebrow, is... hatred? No, how? She has known him for so many years, he has never seen anyone like this.

Don't look at her like that! The fear in her heart made her want to scream out, the scariest of all, so that the person in her heart could look so lightly, without even a word of scolding.

Many of our guests saw dragons walking the streets yesterday, but how did they know this handsome man was pulling out such a riot today?

The wind man and the man in front of him, such a figure, how could the ugly and horrible bride get the liking of both of them?

Everyone was shocked and suspicious, breathing tightly on the screen, in a huge hall, actually breathing loudly.

Yan Shuwang glanced at his pale Iron Blue parents and called them bitterness in his heart. Whoever thought of his careless invitation actually caused a scourge. On the table, both the end of the White War and Corning stood up, frowning heavily.

The White War Maple held on to her and whispered in her ear: “Don't be afraid, brother won't let this man hurt you again, brother said, won't let anyone hurt you again. ”

Hurley's body trembled in pain.

Hand-cut behind his back, his eyes fell on the White War Maple and became cold. Dragon didn't leave word for word: “Let go! She's my wife! ”

White War maple lip line coldly ticked, “Impossible! Ever since you abandoned her, she's no longer your wife. ”

If it wasn't for him, how could she have been hurt like that? Even life is in danger.

In addition, the guests in the hall were shocked... this wind daughter-in-law is actually married!

The White War Maple spleen is peaceful, at this time, although there is no expression on the face, the mind is actually angry. The angrier he gets, the calmer his face is. Staring at the dragon, he smiled softly. “Why didn't you come earlier? Do you know how she was born two or three days ago? She forgot everything. She's crazy! ”

In the last sentence, the White War Maple almost roared, and the sound from deep down in his throat rearranged in everyone's heart.

“She's driving you crazy with her own hands! If you married her, why didn't you treat her well? A woman like her is not worthy of your treasure. If you have someone in your heart, you should not marry her! If you marry her, you shouldn't let anyone hurt her like that! ”

The White War Maple's eyes were flashing and his hands pointed straight at the dragon, and he threw them back word for word.

“Wife? You don't deserve it! ”

She lost her memory again? Is she even... crazy?

She's crazy!

Dragon didn't shake away from his body and lowered his head slightly. Both hands trembled violently.

From the fall of the bride's lid to the horrified dragon zijin and others, to the moment of hearing the White War Maple, you can't beat the drums!

Is she crazy?

“Nine sisters.” Longzijin laughed low and bitterly.

The breeze slowly lowered its eyes, a moment of shock and pain at first sight, knowing that she was wearing the wrath and anger of others, and now there is a blank in her mind...

Chasan glanced at the jade, and the jade panicked and looked at the wax in the arms of the White War Maple, reaching to cover his mouth dead.

The hall is quiet, but deadly pale and heavy, contrary to the big red cloth of the hall.

A moment ago, she and Aunt Yong went to the inner hall to tell someone to set up a new house for the son. Now she just walked out to see the master's chapel five or seven. She was shocked that she didn't know the words for a moment, and stood there silly.

The man with the phoenix in the hall, though only on the side of the fireworks building, how could he not remember? He is the emperor today! So, yearly spin her...

A spirit, he ran to the end of the White War in horror, stuttered to the end of the White War ear, trembled and said...

Forgiveness is a common wind wave at the end of the White War, and it is also surprising at this time.

Outside the door, the last drop of light in the sunset also went out, and the red candles lit early in the hall, and the brightness remained.

In the light, all of a sudden the cold light flashed, taking everyone's eyes.

The soft sword lifted gently, pointing straight at the wind boy in a costume.

“Yes, I don't deserve it. ”

Everyone else, Long Zijin and others are surprised to hear this voice. The man is the emperor, an emperor is not worthy? Maybe he should say, does he know what he's talking about right now?

“But I must take her with me tonight. Whatever she looks like, whether I deserve it or not, I'm taking her with me! ”

Only one voice was heard whispering, slapping everywhere in the hall, and that cold despair in almost impossible to hear was also slapping into the hearts of everyone in the hall, making people feel chilly.

The man who kept his head down raised his eyes, and people saw the cold ice in his eyes, and he touched it, but didn't dare look him in the eye again, and it was filled with ghosts.

In his voice, there was despair, but his sword-shaking hand did not tremble, and in that quiet position, people suddenly felt that if anyone stopped him, he would kill that man. If everyone here stops him, he'll kill everyone.

In a shock, some of them were forced to retreat. Tap each other, the crowd suddenly riots.

“Sir?” Corning frowned and looked at the end of the White War. The end of the White War heavily closed his eyes and opened his eyes. The light was shining again, "said Lang.“ Ladies and gentlemen, the wind family broke up tonight. Wind announces here that tonight's wedding is cancelled! It is a sin of friendship, and the wind will make reparation to you one day. ”

After watching Uncle Shi and Mr. and Mrs. Yan at the end of the White War, several people immediately began to evacuate guests with Jiading.

“The wedding is not cancelled. ”

A voice rang from the hall, and his voice was even modest, but the momentum did not stop in the White War. It was the White War Maple! He held the scythe in his hand and drew his sword from under his clothes.

On this happy day, the groom was carrying a soldier's blade with him. How could he be surprised to know that the White War Maple was worried that the Murong brothers and sisters would take advantage of the opportunity to commit the crime? In the dark, he was carrying his own weapon. From the moment the marriage was proposed, he knew very well that Xuan was his life.

“War!” The White War stopped and shouted, "Uncle Shi, send the guests out! ”

A moment ago, as the tide came, at this moment, as the beast dispersed, everyone's face was frightened.

In the intersection, two equally great men stood up against each other, swords and fingers. Dragon Zijin and others have also gone behind Dragon's back, each holding on to the blade.

Sulai Waiter to his father, White War Maple chewed his teeth and swallowed them, staring at the back of the last guest, also panicked to disappear outside the door in a reckless night, bowed his head and shrugged: “Brother, without the full guest congratulations, will you resent Brother? ”

He slowly lifted his head out of the arms of the White War Maple and his eyes fell on the red silk parchment he was squeezing in his sword's grip. He laughed and shook his head gently.

White War Maple rejoices, while pushing the Xuan behind his back.

She forgot him, but smiled at another man like this, smiling so tenderly. Dragon did not laugh, his wound was not healed, he planned to chase for several days in a row, his qi and blood swelled, his throat itched, a sweet smell had pressed his tongue. He just swallowed heavily, lifted his wrist, and pounded sword moves passed to the White War Maple.

With a long sword, the White War Maple's eyes were as bright as electricity, not backing away.

At this point, the end of the White War dramatically stopped, “War, if you still think I'm your father, even if I die, you can't move this man half way! ”

The White War Maple was shocked. His martial arts with Dragon Fei were between the two, and the master fed him, a small gap could be enough to kill him. He hesitated slightly. The sword strength of the dragon was broken away from the cold. The white war maple laughed bitterly, but he resolutely withdrew his sword, and the tip of the sword slammed to the ground, sparking.