Chapter 186 Welcome the Holy Son!

In the wedding room.

Dai Yao looked at the person sitting in front of him. For some reason, his heart beat violently. He took a step back without leaving a trace and frowned.

He seemed to be very familiar with the woman in front of him. Even if he lost his memory, subconsciously, he still wanted to stay away from this person.

"You...what's wrong with you?"

The woman's small hands were tightly clasped. Although she was covered by a red hijab, she seemed to know Dai Yao's every move. Sensing Dai Yao retreating slightly, she unconsciously leaned forward, her voice trembling.

The man in front of him is his future husband, why should he retreat? Is it possible that he is still worried about his former image as a witch?

Biting her red lips, her eyes lowered unconsciously, as if she was afraid of Dai Yao's answer.

"nothing."

Dai Yao smiled, and the worries in his mind were thrown away with the woman's words.

The bridal chamber was quiet, with red candles burning, and an ambiguous atmosphere gradually emerged.

Dai Yao sat on the round stool, looking at the woman in red, and his throat gradually became dry.

The woman seemed to be aware of Dai Yao's hesitation, her jade hands went deep into the hijab, covering her lips, a silver bell-like laughter came from the hijab, and then she said coquettishly:

"Idiot, why don't you take a look at what I look like."

Dai Yao seemed to be trembling, and there was electricity running through his body. He walked closer to the bed, and his heartbeat accelerated unknowingly.

Subconsciously, he clearly had extremely restrained feelings for this woman, but for some reason, it was as if a match had ignited that feeling, burning with raging flames, shattering the restraint shackles brought by reason.

Unstoppable love fills my chest.

The woman in front of him is the love of his life and his treasure.

His breathing could not help but be a little heavier. The red candles were swaying, the gauze curtain was heavy, and the woman in front of him was also a little restless. Dai Yao took a deep breath to calm down the restlessness in his heart.

Holding both sides of the hijab with both hands, as he raised his hands, a face as beautiful as a hibiscus appeared in front of his eyes.

Her skin was as good as snow, her nose was straight, her lips seemed to be open, and her eyes were like stars, full of joy and love.

Her long brown hair fell like a waterfall on the red bed.

The familiar face made Dai Yao jump up, his face full of surprise, his eyes regained a trace of clarity, and he said in disbelief:

"Is it you? Rongrong."

And as Dai Yao left, the red hijab was covered again.

The scene fell into dead silence. After a while, Ning Rongrong suddenly opened his hijab, with tears in his eyes, staring at Dai Yao and saying aggrievedly.

"Is my face so annoying to you?"

Dai Yao's behavior would be considered humiliating in the eyes of the bride.

Ning Rongrong's sad voice made Dai Yao's heart tremble, and the clarity in his eyes was immediately covered by confusion.

"Sorry, I was wrong."

Dai Yao wiped away the tears from the corners of Ning Rongrong's eyes distressedly. Seeing Ning Rongrong's aggrieved look, his heart felt as if he had been cut by a knife.

Ning Rongrong threw herself into Dai Yao's arms, crying and sobbing:

"You know what? You scared me to death just now. I thought you didn't want me anymore."

"How could I leave you."

Dai Yao stroked his waterfall-like hair, feeling very distressed.

After Haosheng comforted him, the two talked to each other. Dai Yao looked at the red candle that was about to burn out, leaned over to look at Ning Rongrong in his arms, and said with a bad smile:

"Madam, it's already late at night, shall we..."

Two blushes appeared on Ning Rongrong's face. She shyly hit Dai Yao's chest and buried her head in Dai Yao's chest. She was too embarrassed to look at Dai Yao again:

"Bad people only think about bad things in their minds!"

"Then would you?"

Ning Rongrong was buried in Dai Yao's arms and said in a voice like a mosquito:

"Ah."

The red clothes are gradually fading, and the spring night is short.

after a long time

Dai Yao looked at the panting Ning Rongrong, his heart full of love, he leaned over to his ear and said something softly.

Ning Rongrong's originally intoxicated expression immediately changed to one of astonishment. Her eyes suddenly opened wide, staring at Dai Yao with a look full of embarrassment. She lightly beat Dai Yao's chest and said:

"You are such a bad person, you can think of such a bad move!"

Dai Yao smiled evilly and said:

"If you don't comply, I will continue to bully you."

Ning Rongrong's face was extremely red with embarrassment, she bit Dai Yao's shoulder gently, and then said helplessly:

"I have fallen into the hands of a bad person like you in this life."

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outside world.

Shi Nian was leaning against a tree trunk, the seventh soul ring on his body constantly emitting a dazzling black light, and his face was filled with a cruel and perverted smile.

Not far in front of him, Dai Yao and Ning Rongrong still maintained back-to-back alert postures, but their pupils had lost focus and fell into the illusion of the past.

"Beautiful things always make people sick. Next, let's taste the most painful thing for you! I haven't had this kind of killing fun for a long time."

"It's a pity that you, Dai Yao, are a genius soul master. Who do you want to provoke? Why do you have to provoke the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex family? Next, you can kill each other!"

He really wanted to see what was the illusion that the two of them experienced?

"My seventh soul skill, Nightmare, can create the most fearful things in people's hearts. I really want to know what you two geniuses fear the most!"

Shi Nian, who was leaning against the tree trunk, showed a cruel smile, and the seventh black soul ring turned around, emitting black light again. Dai Yao and Dai Yao, who were originally like sculptures, now showed a painful expression at the same time.

As time went by, the pain slowly crawled up his entire face.

"It's such a pity. If I could reach the level of Titled Douluo, I could see everything you two have experienced from my martial soul. That would be perfect."

He looked at Ning Rongrong who was holding the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, and sneered from the corner of his mouth:

"So what if you are a soul master from the Qibao Glazed Sect? You might as well die in my hands. There are no traces of my Remnant Dream Martial Soul. Besides, you two will kill each other next, and you will too." He will only die in Dai Yao's hands."

"When the time comes, I can pick it clean!"

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In a fantasy world, late at night.

Ning Rongrong felt something strange next to her. She opened her eyes slightly, only to find that Dai Yao beside her had disappeared.

"Could it be that you're getting up at night?"

After waiting for a while, Dai Yao didn't come back yet. Hearing the insects chirping outside the house, he felt a little anxious.

"What's wrong with him? Why hasn't he come back yet? Could something have happened?"

A bad premonition came to her, and she hurriedly put on her simple pajamas, opened the door, and summoned her maids.

But for some reason, none of the maids who were usually on call were seen at this moment. The guards who were always vigilant seemed to have disappeared.

She seemed to be the only one left in the Qibao Glazed Sect. The feeling of being isolated and helpless made her more and more uneasy. She looked around warily, her soul power surged instantly, and the seven-story Glazed Pagoda slowly rotated in the palm of her hand.

When he opened the courtyard door, he found that the courtyard was littered with corpses, including direct disciples of the Qibao Glazed Sect and the guards responsible for their protection.

Bright red blood was flowing on the ground, and the blood on the wall had solidified and turned into deep purple. The corpses were covered with knife wounds and sword marks, as well as soul power fluctuations. It was obvious that the person who killed them was a soul master.

The smell of blood lingered in the air for a long time.

Looking at the familiar faces that once called her Miss Rongrong affectionately, have now turned into cold corpses, as if struck by a bolt of thunder, Ning Rongrong froze on the spot, Qibao Glazed Tower He fell to the ground, letting out a soft cry, and a huge feeling of grief filled his heart.

Tears streaked down his cheeks, and he lost all his strength for a moment, kneeling on the ground, choking in pain:

"What's wrong...What happened to the sect?!"

But no one could answer her, so she cheered up and her eyes became firm:

"No, I must find my father, Grandpa Jian and Grandpa Bone. I must know who killed them. I must find Dai Yao..."

She grabbed the aqua-blue fringed dress and immediately searched around, trying to find anyone still alive, regardless of the blood on the body. But the Qibao Glazed Sect, which clearly had tens of thousands of people, didn't even have a single person alive at this time.

The tangy smell of blood seemed to solidify.

This tragic scene made Ning Rongrong, the daughter of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect's leader, fall into unspeakable grief.

She opened a corpse again and found that it was still lifeless. Her face was expressionless, but her tears couldn't stop falling, and her lips trembled slightly. She had encountered such a scene countless times in this short period of time.

The voice no longer had the softness and gentleness it once had, and became extremely cold, as if it came from the Nine Nether Hell, exuding a biting cold air.

"Who harmed you!"

Suddenly, a fire lit up in the central square of the sect, and a faint cry of killing could be heard.

Ning Rongrong cheered up, and regardless of her already exhausted body, after placing the corpse, she immediately ran towards the place where the fire light rose.

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"Martial Soul Palace!"

The Nine Treasure Glazed Tower in Ning Fengzhi's palm shone brightly. He looked at the four figures blocking them in the sky, gritted his teeth, suppressed the anger in his heart, and his eyes were full of hatred.

Beside him, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo protected Ning Fengzhi on the left and right, and their bodies were covered with scars.

Sword Dou Luo Chenxin's left sleeve was empty and stained with blood. It was obvious that his left arm had been cut off abruptly. With the help of Ning Fengzhi's Nine Treasure Glazed Pagoda Martial Spirit, the bleeding was stopped.

But even with his arm broken, Chen Xin held a sword in one hand, and his face still had that ancient unwavering expression, as if the miserable situation of the disciples around him could not shake his cold and firm heart.

But his right hand holding the hilt of the sword was trembling slightly. It was obvious that he could not suppress the anger in his heart.

Bone Douluo was tall and blocked most of the attacks for the two of them. He suffered the most trauma and was a little depressed.

In the sky, nine soul rings around four figures flickered, slowly rising and falling.

These four people turned out to be powerful people at the level of Titled Douluo.

They are the four titled Douluo: Snake Spear, Agedigu, Ling Yuan, and Demon Bear.

If it were in reality, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo would have this advantage when facing these four titled Douluo, not to mention crushing them, with the increase of Ning Fengzhi who was already in the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

But in the illusion, the two titled Douluo of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect were not only at a disadvantage, Chen Xin also suffered the same fate as in the original work, with his left arm broken.

Lingyuan Douluo stepped on the bird and looked at the seriously injured Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo. A cruel smile appeared on his face. He wiped his red lips with his jade fingers and chuckled:

"Sect Master Ning, as the saying goes, those who understand current affairs are heroes. Now that your Qibao Glazed Sect's strength has been greatly reduced, you must also realize the strength of our Wuhun Palace. How about surrendering to our Wuhun Palace?"

The other three titled Douluo also had disdain on their faces, as if their words could determine the life and death of the entire Qibao Glazed Sect.

Ning Fengzhi looked at each other, Chen Xin and Gu Rong. Although there was some elegance in his voice, there was an unchangeable determination:

"I would rather be broken than broken! Our Qibao Glazed Sect will never collude with your Spirit Hall!"

"If you don't drink a toast, you'll have to drink wine as a penalty. If that's the case, then the Qibao Glazed Sect should disappear from the Douluo Continent!"

Lingyuan Douluo's expression changed and he said coldly.

Immediately afterwards, the soul power of the four titled Douluo was released without reservation, and the strong pressure crushed the entire Qibao Glazed Sect building to pieces.

The ground shattered and stone towers collapsed.

Sword Douluo Chenxin held the sword again, his eyes were cold, and the sharp sword energy shot straight into the sky. Bone Douluo Gu Rong was not inferior, and bone spurs grew wildly on the ground.

The brilliance on Ning Fengzhi's body bloomed without reservation, and the eight-color brilliance fell on the two Qibao Glazed Sect's jade pillars. The momentum of the two titled Douluo rose to another level.

At this moment, two more rays of light fell on the two titled Douluo, and they were shocked. Ning Fengzhi couldn't help the surprise in his heart. He looked back and his eyes widened immediately.

He shouted anxiously:

"Rongrong, go quickly, get out of here!"

However, Ning Rongrong did not listen to his words. Instead, she quickly moved closer to Ning Fengzhi. She glanced at the four titled Douluo in the sky warily, and was shocked. Then, her eyes shifted to the seriously injured Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo said sadly:

"Grandpa Jian, Grandpa Bone, I'm late."

The indifference on Chen Xin's face disappeared, replaced by love and pity. When he looked back at Ning Rongrong, his eyes were filled with pity.

He wanted to stroke Ning Rongrong's head, but found that he was holding a sword in one hand and had no extra hands. He could only say with regret:

"Rongrong, why are you disobedient? Leave early, maybe you can survive."

Ning Rongrong looked at Chen Xin firmly and said:

"I am also a member of the Qibao Glazed Sect. The sect is in trouble, how can I leave alone?"

Ning Rongrong's words made the two Douluo Ning Fengzhi and Jiangu stunned. They looked at each other and laughed loudly at the same time:

"Okay, she is indeed my daughter, Ning Fengzhi!"

Just when everyone from the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect reunited, Lingyuan Douluo sneered:

"It just so happens that you won't be alone on the road to hell. However, before you die, I must let you meet someone first. If it weren't for this person, we wouldn't have been able to defeat the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect so easily!"

"who is it?!"

Gu Rong said angrily.

The person Lingyuan Douluo was talking about was the culprit of the Qibao Glazed Sect's destruction. Therefore, Bone Douluo Gu Rong's heart was filled with anger.

Although Sword Dou Luo Chenxin did not speak, the hand holding the sword trembled involuntarily. Even Ning Fengzhi, who had always been elegant, looked extremely cold at this moment.

"I don't know which master actually put our Seven Treasures Glazed Sect into such a predicament. Why don't you come out and let me see you?!"

The four titled Douluo of Wuhun Palace separated on both sides with respectful expressions. The low-level soul masters of Wuhun Palace who were densely packed on the ground wearing black night uniforms also separated a path. At this moment, their faces were full of respect, and everyone raised their eyebrows at the same time. Voice:

"Welcome to the Holy Son!"

For a moment, the scene fell into dead silence, and footsteps slowly came from the path left by the soul masters.

Hearing this voice, Ning Rongrong, who was originally prepared to die together with Sword Bone Douluo, suddenly opened his eyes wide! His pupils were full of disbelief.