Hengyi, who flew back to the colorful light, raised his arm to salute and floated around to show his kindness to thank the elves in the surrounding gardens.

Several female elves holding the seven-colored sacrament robe were full of excitement and excitement. The husband of the Holy King defeated the Southwest Sa King in a fair duel with his own strength, making them feel that the Incomparable God is indeed a man worthy of the Holy King.

The female elf in charge respectfully salutes and re-wears the seven-color sacrament robe one by one, and even insists on wearing the long boots for Hengyi. At the end, she carefully pressed the edges to determine the right fit for her to wear them.

"It's time to do it." Hengyi raised his arm and saluted, then maintained a serious expression, and continued to fly forward slowly according to the interrupted process.

The natural king who was originally at the gate of the temple moved a thousand feet because he chased the Holy King, so he had to flash back to the gate of the temple again.

The Nature King, who had struggled and hesitated for a long time, looked at the direction of the death of King Sa of the Southwest and the tribes, and looked at the Wushuang God who was gradually flying over. He was not as strong as Xu Wenfeng, and the strength of the man who looked peaceful was once again raised.

The strength of a supreme leader is not an unimportant matter. Every change of a supreme leader may even lead to the decline of a civilization and cause chaos and internal struggles.

A supreme leader with outstanding martial arts is of course more survivable in the universe and has a lower chance of death in battle.

She suddenly felt that perhaps the future of the Wushuang God Clan was longer than she had expected...

"If the Holy King lives in the future, he can make a decision by himself."

The King of Nature finally gave an answer. She chose to go between the two contradictory points, neither abandoning her trust in the Holy King nor denying her own cognition. Although she could not trust as much as in the past, her answer was undoubtedly to tell the King of Sages that she was still willing to believe that the King of Sages had enough sense of responsibility for the Garden Elves.

Hengyi, who was wearing a seven-color sacrament robe, flew forward slowly as the distance approached, and the hazy face under the veil at the door of the Shenshou was faintly visible. Although he couldn't see clearly at this time, Hengyi couldn't help but think of the appearance he saw when the divine beast civilization looked at the dragon star, and his body and mind were full of his feelings at that time... those feelings that fitted with the little girl in the memories obtained by eating Gulu fruit in the mysterious garden.

‘Is it her?’

Hengyi didn't know how many times he had asked himself this question.

Judging from the general experience of the Holy King's growth, it is impossible to be her, just the length of life.

If it is her, unless the Holy King is not the Holy King...

This is the only conclusion that Hengyi can conclude.

With the approach of distance, the cheers around him became louder and louder. When Hengyi finally flew to the Holy King, the king of nature held the Holy King's wrist and handed her hand to Hengyi's hand. At that moment, there were only countless deafening cheers...

When he touched the hand with white gauze gloves, Hengyi's heart was inexplicably shocked, the indescribable feeling...

The warm heat flowed through Hengyi's body, pushing his heart to beating heavily and quickly.

There seemed to be some crystal light flashing on the face that was faintly visible under the veil.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Hengyi felt that the feeling conveyed in his hand at this moment made him believe it. Her feelings were like her.

Is it because she has been looking forward to it for a long time like herself?

Is it true that she has similar strong feelings for herself?

Hengyi didn't hear the cheers and blessings around him. He was clearly in the noisiest occasion, but he felt that the world was extremely quiet.

Only the one who held his hand, the woman in front of him existed in front of him...

"Incomparable God?" The Nature King frowned slightly, Heng Yi suddenly came back to his senses, and looked at the Nature King beside him in a daze.

Aware of Hengyi's abnormality, the King of Nature smiled and said, "It turned out that the soul of Wushuang God was delighted for a moment, and his eyes and ears were gone. It seemed that Wushuang God must have not heard what I said just now."

Many shocked garden elves burst into laughter with kindness. This is the most beautiful loss of mind. If possible, they all hope to experience it.

"Sorry." Hengyi realized that the natural king who presided over the ceremony had roughly said something.

"This kind of loss of composure is the best expression of love. There is no need to be sorry. Although I know the sincerity of Wushuang God to the Holy King, I still need Wushuang God to make a vow of love in public - Will Wushuang God always love the Holy King, never get bored, and never change?"

"I will definitely do this." Hengyi's voice shouted in a very clear response.

Accompanied by cheers, the king of nature waited quietly for the blessings of the crowd around him to calm down before turning to the Holy King and said, "The Holy King has been silently giving to the garden elves. He would rather choose to remain silent for many contributions. However, I know that the Holy King's contribution is enough to fill the walls of the conference hall. For a long time, I always hope that the Holy King will no longer be lonely. Today, the Holy King can find a husband like Wushuang God. I am sincerely happy!"

"Thank you for your blessings." The Holy King's voice made Hengyi feel as if it were heavenly sounds.

Xu Wenfeng, who was standing beside him, looked at Hengyi with a smile. He could see that Hengyi's condition was very special, which was a mood that he only had when marrying a woman he liked very much.

However, he was very puzzled. Why did the Holy King make Hengyi so moved?

Chu Tianjiao in the crowd smiled with a blessing. Although she didn't know the appearance of the Holy King, the nobler and purer the blood of the garden elf, the more beautiful it is. Compared with other races, there can be said that there are no ugly people. Because of the blood of the elf, both men and women are well-proportioned and beautiful, so she naturally has no worries about this.

Listening to Hengyi's loudly announced vow, she couldn't help but remember the scene when she got married to Xu Wenfeng.

Although many people from the United Civilizations are laughing, most people are actually covered in their hearts. The marriage of the Inushuang God and the Holy King indicates that the two tribes have officially become an intimate racial alliance. The three major civilizations are united. From today on, the power is enough to prevent any United Civilization from touching the edge.

There were Rashis who did not think about these people in the crowd. She had no intention of considering the situation of the universe at this moment. In her eyes, the Lord who had been wandering alone for thousands of years finally had a home of love.

‘If the Lord had discovered you first, how good would it be…If you were the complete Bu Jingxian, how good would it be…’

Rashis sighed secretly about many accidents and complexities, but no matter how many hardships he has experienced, isn’t this day finally waiting for?

Rashis secretly blessed her. Although she knew that this was not the true body of July, she knew that this was a body with a very close appearance to that of July, and therefore it was also a body that July attached great importance to.

Hundreds of years ago, the real owner of this body was ordered to hunt down Qiyue and avenge the previous generation of Natural King who died at her hands. As a result, the Holy King was defeated and died, so this body became one of the clones of Qiyue.

Over such a long time, July has been serious about maintaining this clone, and his care is probably comparable to the identity of the fairy in heaven, even more than that.

Rashis also knew the reason why July abandoned Bingli's identity. Bingli's personality and past have been limited. Because of his long-term low-key and introverted, the Holy King's performance after marriage can be in any situation, full of space for freedom.

This is a moment that made Rashis sincerely bless him, but he couldn't help but feel melancholy.

Because the Lord may never be able to return to the essence, a thousand-year love affair will form a thousand-year hatred...

No one can bear a thousand-year hatred...

...

Hall of the Holy King.

It was dark after the wedding banquet.

The bedroom of the Holy King Hall is not as broad and luxurious as the Temple of War, because the garden elves do not pursue material enjoyment as a whole. Only those who are too influenced by other intelligent creatures will value material enjoyment more seriously.

By the bed, Hengyi and the Holy King sat side by side, without saying a word to each other for a long time.

After a while, Hengyi felt that he should break the silence. Although he was actually very nervous, he was also a person who had "experienced marriage" in any case, and the Holy King was the first marriage.

"Maybe you're nervous."

“…I think you’re nervous too.”

"Ha..." Hengyi couldn't help laughing. "I always feel that you can feel your mood and emotions. I thought it was an illusion, but now it seems that maybe you are the same?"

"No, it's just that your muscles are very tight."

...

Hengyi breathed a long sigh and found that this was a wishful misunderstanding.

I originally had a lot of things to talk to the Holy King, but now I was really married and I was quietly alone. Instead, he didn't know how to speak. He suddenly didn't know where the courage of the divine beast civilization went.

However, this silence must be broken, and this deadlock cannot continue endlessly.

The person who breaks is either the Holy King or him, and he is not used to throwing problems to others and just passively enjoying ease.

"I don't know your real name yet."

"The Holy King's Palace takes the holy as its surname. The surnames of the past cannot be mentioned anymore. They are a symbol of supreme honor, and the king is my name."

While Hengyi suddenly realized it, he couldn't help but ask for curiosity, "What should we call the Second Holy King and the Third Holy King?"

"They take the saint as their surname and keep their past names."

Hengyi smiled and nodded. A moment of emotional adjustment made him slightly calmer, so he knew that he had to return to normal to truly break the deadlock in front of him.

"Is the Holy King fond of eating?"

Hengyi asked this question when he was looking at the Dragon Star, but unfortunately the Holy King didn't have time to answer it at that time.

After a moment of silence, the Holy King, who was quietly sitting by the bed, whispered, "I only like to practice and eat in my life."

The smile on Hengyi's face was stronger, which was the answer he hoped, because the little girl in the memory clip loved to eat it very much, and could eat it very much...

"Does the reputation of eating chicken bones only spit out bone residue?"

In the dormitory, the atmosphere suddenly became silent and inexplicably solemn.
Chapter completed!