Then, just as Yan Haotian's eyes lit up, she suddenly threw herself into his arms.
"I'm willing! Haotian, I've long said that in this lifetime, I, Feng Haitang, am only willing to be your bride! "
Yan Haotian held her tightly in his arms, and an incomparably gentle and sweet smile slowly blossomed on his cold and resolute face.
= = =
The Hellfire Valley welcomed its first joyous event — Yan Haotian and Feng Haitang's wedding.
The entire Hellflame Valley was in a festive mood, decorated with lanterns and colored banners. It was indescribably lively.
At the wedding, the master of ceremonies, Old Tao, was dressed like a red Guan Gong. He stroked his beard and said loudly, "Bow to the heavens and earth!"
However, Yan Haotian and Feng Haitang did not move at all. They did not turn around and kowtow towards the door.
Instead, he slowly kneels down in front of Muyan.
Feng Haitang doesn't seem to care as she lifts the beaded phoenix coronet curtain, her eyes unblinkingly looking at Muyan.
She gently opened her red lips and said, "Young Miss, Haotian is unable to speak, so the words spoken by me today represent the intentions of both of us."
"What we have today is all thanks to Miss."
"We will never be able to repay your kindness for the rest of our lives."
As Feng Haitang spoke, her eyes slowly became moist.
If it weren't for Muyan, her Yan Haotian would have been trapped in the Beast Fighting Colosseum of the Ghost City, a slave for life, unable to have a good end.
If there was no Jun Muyan, after she couldn't find Yan Haotian in the end, she would return home depressed, and in the end, she would be randomly married off by her grandfather.
Without Jun Muyan, she wouldn't have today's achievements, wouldn't have today's cultivation.
When she was captured by Zhao Tianxiang, she might have already been humiliated and died a miserable death.
Without Jun Muyan, it would be even more impossible for her and Yan Haotian to end up together.
Tears rolled down her cheeks.
"From now on, we don't believe in Heaven and Earth, nor do we believe in ghosts and gods. We only believe in you!"
"In this life, as long as I, Feng Haitang, and Yan Haotian still have a breath left, we will follow you loyally, never regret, never betray."
Feng Haitang slowly lowered her head and banged her head on the ground.
Yan Haotian also lowered his head.
Dong! Dong! Dong!
The two of them kowtowed three times in a solemn and respectful manner, as if they were making a vow for the rest of their lives.
Thump!
Ru Yan knelt down, and so did Old Tao.
Ink Camp, Grand Void Camp, Heavenly Secret Camp, Longevity Camp …
Inside and outside the hall, people knelt down one after another.
Everyone looks at Muyan with an expression full of worship, gratitude, and faith.
"We don't believe in Heaven and Earth, nor do we believe in ghosts and gods. We only believe in you!"
"I will follow you faithfully for the rest of my life, never regret, never betray you."
Mu Yan presses her temples, feeling a bit of a headache.
What were Yan Haotian and Feng Haitang doing?
Why did they have to be so emotional on such a joyous occasion?
"That's enough, all of you …" She said helplessly, "Get up, sit down obediently and go back to the wedding … If anyone says another word or disobeys orders …"
She raised the corner of her mouth, and her smile was cold and evil. "Do you want to taste the Nightmare Dream of Floating Life?"
"I guarantee that I'll make you feel like dying, and I'll also improve your cultivation …"
Hearing this, the faces of the people kneeling on the ground changed, and they ran away faster than rabbits.
What a joke, was the nightmare of Floating like a Dream something that a human could endure?
Although surviving the Nightmare Dream was equivalent to breaking through the bottleneck in his heart, it would be very beneficial for his future tribulations.
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