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He lightly struck out with his palm, landing on Jun Wu You's back, but that palm was like a mountain pressing down on him, causing Jun Wu Yi to spit out a mouthful of blood.

Jun Wu You hastily flew a few meters away, somersaulting backwards and landing on the ground. He lightly brushed off the bloodstains on his lips, and then looked at Guan Lu with a solemn expression.

He knew that the opponent in front of him was no ordinary person. Looking at his inner strength, he would either be from the God Realm or the Buddha Realm. In short, he was no ordinary person.

He stood in front of the red bridal sedan chair, blocking Jun Wu You's view. Looking at him, he smiled lightly and said: "It's still too late for you to leave now. I pretended not to hear what you just said. "

Jun Wu Yi remained silent as he stood there quietly.

Around him, a ball of black mist slowly condensed.

The mist was cold and bone-chilling. It was like clouds and mist, causing the entire region to be covered in a layer of frost.

When the people nearby saw this strange scene, they all knew that another fight had started in the market. No one dared to watch a fight of this level, so they all ran far away.

For a time, the bustling streets went into a state of coldness. Only the street lamps on both sides illuminated the ground, causing the atmosphere to seem cold and lonely.

Jun Wu You summoned all of his magic once again, his right hand slowly extended outwards, and a crescent moon blade appeared in his hand, which was exuding a boundless killing intent.

Under the moonlight and the street lamp, he was like a gambler who was wagering everything he had. He walked forward step by step with a mad fighting spirit that said he was going to die.

Ruo Lan sat in the bridal sedan chair, staring at the man filled with killing intent. She knew in her heart that this was a demon that was hard to separate from humans, but she also clearly knew that she fell in love with him.

He was fighting for her, but what about her? What can I do for him?

Only now did he realize that he had always been the one protecting himself. Although his motives were impure, he had never hurt himself.

He himself, on the other hand, could do nothing but live under his protection.

Jun Wu You suddenly rushed forward, the crescent moon blade in his hand slashed down from the sky, the blade's light cut down like a shadow.

That saber light had enveloped the entire viewing gallery, but the strange thing was that the viewing gallery had once again calmly and unperturbedly disappeared under the light of his saber!

He then turned around and stood behind Jun Wu You, with his palms extended outwards, and lightly tapped on the air, causing Jun Wu You's entire body to fly backwards in the air.

"Wanting to steal the bride? Very good, you are bold, but unfortunately, your ability is too weak. "

As he spoke, he seemed to turn a blind eye to the man he had sent flying with a single palm strike.

The easier it was for him to explain things, the more it would provoke the wrath of Jun Wu You.

Jun Wu Yi used the curved blade of the full moon as a walking stick to help him to his feet.

As long as he didn't die, today, he would absolutely not retreat.

Because the girl in the bridal sedan was the one he had decided to protect and the bride he had decided to marry.

Wielding the crescent moon blade, he once again spread out his wings like a great roc and flew towards Rong Guan.

In the bridal sedan, a trace of fog had already appeared before Ruo Lan's eyes.

Jun Wu You, you idiot!

Can't you see that you are not his match at all?!

For me, is it worth it to be injured again and again?

Once again, Jun Wu Yi was severely injured. Looking at the bright red blood, Ruo Lan's voice was filled with a weeping tone: "Jun Wu Xiang, hurry up and go, go!"

Jun Wu You stood up and looked up at her: "We're leaving, let's go together!"

"Is that so?"

He only felt a layer of killing intent, and a storm was brewing between his palms. "Since you're unwilling to give up, then it seems that I'll have to let you die so that I can completely destroy this heart of mine."

"No!"

In the instant that he clapped his hands, Ruo Lan, who was in the bridal sedan, rushed over like a bolt of lightning. She hugged Jun Wu You, and used her delicate and slender back to block this fatal blow.

Jun Wu You's pupils contracted. How could he let his beloved girl help him defend against those attacks?

With Ruo Lan in his arms, he turned 180 degrees, the wind from his palm landing on his back.

"Pu!" He spat out another mouthful of blood. He looked into Ruo Lan's eyes and was still as stubborn as before.

Ruo Lan's face was filled with tears as she looked at the calm and collected expression in the distance. Suddenly, she reached out and took the crescent moon blade from Jun Wu Yi's hand.

Jun Wu Yi was surprised, "Lan'er, what are you doing?"

"Jun Wu You, I won't go with you. I'm destined to be a queen, this is fate's arrangement. I accept my fate, you can go by yourself." She held the crescent moon blade with her bare hand and placed it on her slender and elegant neck.

Rong Guan stood at the side and looked indifferently at Ruo Lan, a faintly discernible smile hanging from the corner of his mouth.

"State Grandmaster, let him go." Otherwise, the empress would be a corpse. "

"This Imperial Advisor doesn't want to kill the innocent. He has already been ordered to scram. As long as he doesn't bring you along, where else can he go?"

"No, I definitely won't …" Jun Wu Xiang raised his hand to touch Ruo Lan's forehead.

Ruo Lan took a step back, her cold eyes full of determination.

"Jun Wu You, you and I are bound not to be together, why must you persist? If you insist on taking me away, then take away my head.

She placed the crescent moon blade on his neck, and as long as he used a little bit of strength, Jun Wu You believed that the incomparably sharp demon treasure would be able to easily cut off her head.

He was filled with pain and disbelief, but he also knew that she had done it to save him and to leave him unscathed.

He didn't want to leave alone. He came because he wanted to take her away. He didn't want to see her become someone else's bride.

But, was there a choice?

His own magic had yet to fully awaken, if he couldn't even deal with the appearance in front of him, how could he protect her?

Jun Wu Yi looked at Ruo Lan, and Ruo Lan looked back at him.

The two of them looked at each other for a long time before Jun Wu You nodded his head, his voice hoarse and tired, "Alright, I'll go."

Ruo Lan let out a sigh of relief. She knew that he had kept his promise, so she took a few steps forward and handed him the crescent moon blade with her own hands.

Jun Wu You's hand trembled as he caressed her hair. Then, he exerted some force and pulled her into his embrace.

Ruo Lan also hugged his waist tightly and whispered, "Promise me that you will be fine. We will meet again one day. "

Jun Wu Yi choked with sobs. He wanted to say something, but no words came out.

As long as Jun Wu You had the guts to go back on his word, he would make a move.

Jun Wu You released Ruo Lan, gave her a deep look, and kissed her lightly on the forehead.

Ruo Lan closed her eyes, not looking at his departing figure.

On this night, in the silent West Wind Town, there was a unique solemn atmosphere.

Ruo Lan sat in her room and stared blankly out of the window at the bright moon until the waiter brought her hot water. She then lazily went to soak in the bath.

Tomorrow, he would enter the palace.

From the looks of it, the day of her wedding to the Emperor would be in three days.

I wonder what it would feel like, to be married off like this?

According to the rules of Ye Country, a bride and groom cannot meet three days before the wedding. As a result, after Ruo Lan entered the palace, she was sent to a luxurious and beautiful palace. Every day, there would be a mama who would come to teach her the ceremony on the day of the wedding. This caused her to be extremely annoyed.

At the same time, it had also quietly arrived at the capital of the Ran Kingdom.

It was only after he had left the mountain that he heard Father Flower speak of Ruo Lan being brought to the palace again, and that she was sent by the Imperial Advisor himself to escort the bride.

The mission assigned to him by the exalted Buddha, his master, was to overcome the tribulation.

He still did not know what this calamity was. It could be guessed that this was definitely related to his dereliction of duty a thousand years ago, which resulted in the demons not being completely sealed off. As a result, it was definitely related to the demons of today.

But what about Rowland?

They had grown up together. Before his Dharmic Dao awakened, Ruo Lan was his best friend. He had no choice but to repay her kindness.

Although Ruo Lan yearned to marry, with her playful personality, would she be able to bear it in the palace?

He thought about it for a while, then felt uneasy. He said goodbye to the abbot, saying that he wanted to go down the mountain.

When the old abbot heard his words, he did not object. He only said meaningfully, "This journey is a long one. The world of mortals is complicated. If you don't mind, I hope you do."

The abbot's face was covered in the frost of the past years, and his black eyes shone with a sense of vitality, as if he could see through everything.

"Master, what was the original intention?" asked the abbot stupidly, looking up at the abbot.

The abbot master chuckled and replied with a question mark, "Do you still remember the intention behind giving you this title all those years ago?"

He became slightly absent-minded and remembered the days in the Buddhist world where the good mage sat on the lotus seat with a smile on his face.

"There is an invisible power in this world that is my master. Its name is: Consciousness. "This is a combination of my obsession, my obsession with law, and my separation of heart. It can also be called 'karma'." karma is the element of life, the source of pain. For the cause of greed, displeasure, and idiocy, we should treat the practice of abstinence, indeterminacy, and intelligence as the antidote. These three were the core of cultivation. Those who study Buddhism should abstain from greed, displeasure, and infatuation. "

To abstain from anger is to abstain from my obsession, bigotry and obsession with the mortal world. Buddha hopes that I will be able to abstain from all worries and emotions, and not allow the audience to grow hardships and hardships. Therefore, she hopes that she will abstain from displeasure.

Abstinence from displeasure, nothing more than a great kindness, a great sorrow in the same body, to face everything with a great compassion. Then, if he couldn't even protect the friend he valued, if he couldn't be merciful to those close to him, how could he be merciful to the world?

Upon hearing this, the old abbot bowed with a single hand and said seriously, "Master, it's better to be less displeased than less displeased."

The old abbot's eyes lit up. It was just that he didn't notice the flash of light before disappearing.

"You can go. Master wishes for you to obtain Nirvana Fruit as soon as possible."

He then bid farewell to his master and junior brother, and arrived at the capital in one night using Buddhist arts.

However, even though he knew the location of the Imperial Palace, he couldn't rashly barge in. After all, it was impolite for someone from another clan to barge into another clan, and the Imperial Palace was the emperor's home.

Tomorrow was the day of Ruo Lan's wedding. He sat by a well and observed the stars. He found that the night sky was very clear, which meant that tomorrow would be a clear and bright day.

Are you happy that you're going to get married?

Why, am I a little sad at the thought of you marrying someone else?

He sighed and shook his head. Buddha had said not to displease, not to be fooled!

That night, Jun Wu You was in a miserable state.

The big battle between him and Rao Shi three days ago had caused him to sustain severe injuries. Although he had promised Ruo Lan that he would leave, he was still wandering around the capital.