Lord Tianyan's voice stopped. He looked at Beimo behind him with a very aggrieved look, and could only turn around and follow Bai Ning to the direction below the mountain.

In a moment, those familiar figures disappeared into Di Ling'er's eyes.

"Beimo, others should have arrived, you must be mentally prepared."

The girl turned her head and looked at the man beside her with a smile. Her voice was as crisp as a bell, and it was so beautiful.

The man smiled and rubbed the girl's head: "I was mentally prepared enough before I decided to marry you."

"Then let's go."

The girl grabbed the man's hand and walked slowly towards the direction where Tianyan and the others left. After a while, she disappeared from the Demon Saint Mountain...

Zhuque always stood behind the two of them, with a bitter smile on the corner of her mouth, and the young and clever little girl back then was finally going to get married...

For some reason, waves of reluctance surged in Zhuque's heart, as if in her mind, Di Ling'er was still young, and marriage should be far from her...

...

The Demon Realm Palace.

Fatty Wang walked out of the dungeon cursingly, but the moment he walked out of the dungeon, he saw a man standing in the wind not far away.

The man carried his back with one hand, unparalleled and elegant, as elegant as the wind. However, he has been so arrogant over the years, now his eyes are full of sorrow.

Even Fatty Wang couldn't help but feel sad for him when he saw that touch of sorrow.

"Nangong."

Fatty Wang walked to Nangong Jun's side, patted Nangong Jun's shoulder comfortably, and sighed: "Don't be sad either. You have never attacked Ling'er's sister. Sooner or later, she will be hooked away by others. It's too late for you to be sad now."

Nangong Jun lowered his eyes slightly: "Yeah..."

A word that is indifferent reveals a heart full of sadness.

Perhaps because of Fatty Wang's comfort, he didn't know how to answer him.

"By the way, if you want to find Ling'er, go to the harem, why are you doing in the dungeon?" Fatty Wang looked at Nangong Jun curiously and asked.

Nangong Jun curled his lips lightly: "I dealt with the people in the Fu family, but I threw them here before and then went to deal with Nangong Yu, and I have only come back now..."

The moment he came back, he had already heard people in the demon world talking about Ling'er getting married.

And this news was like a bolt from the blue. Until now, he has not been able to get out of this news...

"Is it him who Ling'er wants to marry?"

At that moment, a peerless face appeared in Nangong Jun's mind.

The first time he saw this man was in the Fu family of Liuhuo Empire.

But he thought that he and Ling'er had known each other for a while and would not have fallen in love so easily. Unexpectedly, it was not long before Ling'er was about to get married...

"Who?" Fatty Wang looked at Nangong Jun blankly, "Who are you talking about? And, don't you go and see Sister Ling'er? You should be curious who can marry Sister Ling'er. It's the best you can go and take a look."

Nangong Jun smiled bitterly and shook his head: "No need, as long as he can give Ling'er happiness, as long as it's not Fu Qingchen... it's fine."

Fu Qingchen was too cowardly. Such a man could not entrust his beloved woman to him.

If it were him...

Maybe he can protect Sister Ling'er.
Chapter completed!