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The lightning bolts were like sharp swords that shattered the final attack of the God-conferring Clan. As the last thunderbolt fell from the sky, raising a cloud of dust, everything finally returned to calm!

Zhang Yuzong waved his sleeves, dispelling the dust in the room, and walked slowly towards them, surrounded by golden light and imposing. When he approached, he made a scissors gesture, "Guaranteed win, done!"

A few people looked at each other and burst out laughing. The master is worthy of being the master. Everything is settled!

This place was ruined like this, and they couldn't stay here any longer. Huang Yong led the others to evacuate the crowd. Some of the people of the Fengshen tribe died, some were injured, and Xie Huai, Zhao Qi, and Zhu Zizai also got busy in an orderly manner.

Yan Junge supported Bai Fan and Yan Su to join them. Ms. Bai Fan raised her hand and gently touched Zhang Yiyan's little face, revealing the rope on her wrist that Yan Junge had given her to protect her. "Oh, you've become a little kitten. Yanyan, can we have a bigger engagement party later? Mom has many more plans!"

Yan Junge put his arm around Zhang Yiyan's waist and said, "Dad, Mom, you all go back. Yanyan and I will stay here to take care of the aftermath. The engagement party is today, and the wedding will be held directly afterwards. We will wear bright red wedding dresses then!"

"Okay, okay! Wearing a bright red wedding dress is all you can do!" Bai Fan was still frightened. Seeing such a beautiful banquet hall being destroyed, he still felt it was a pity. "Fortunately, Yanyan took photos in advance when she looked so beautiful, otherwise it would be a pity."

After evacuating almost all the people, Zhang Tianming and Zhang Tianyuan were about to leave. As if they felt a burning gaze, they both looked in the direction of the Saint, "Xiao Ming, there is another one here!"

Zhang Tianyuan frowned and looked at her. "She's quite tenacious and hasn't died yet. She looks like the Saint!"

Zhang Tianming held the jade flute in his hand, but did not come closer. His eyes were a little cold, "This evil way of doing things deserves death!"

The saint's hands clenched as if she wanted to say something, and finally fell to the ground!

"died!"

"Never mind her, let's go!"

"it is good!"

Zhang Tianyuan looked at the Saint's wide eyes, which showed reluctance and admiration. He sneered and whispered, "Saint, you are no longer Dragon Princess when you become a Saint. He wants to recognize Xiao Ming, but he wishes you were dead."

"You betrayed Xiao Ming and abandoned Yan Yan. Today Yan Yan doesn't recognize you. This is all retribution for your actions!"

The silver needle sank into his forehead. Zhang Tianyuan looked at the saint girl who died with her eyes wide open. He was in a good mood and trotted back to Zhang Tianming. "Xiaoming, let's go!"

Then he called out, "Yanyan, let's go!"

Yan Junge stood in the middle of the stage in the banquet hall, holding Zhang Yiyan in his arms, holding the marriage certificate in his arms, and waved, "Master, Uncle Master, Yanyan and I have to complete the remaining steps, you go back first!"

"Okay!" Zhang Tianyuan smiled, put his arm around Zhang Tianming's shoulder and walked out of the banquet hall.

Others did not dissuade them, and left with smiles on their faces, leaving the space to them!

The few people who drove away were still feeling scared while sitting in the car. It was such a roller coaster ride, and their hearts were pounding!

Huang Yong patted Bart on the shoulder and said, "Good boy, your acting is great!"

"I'm a man who used to be an actor! Hey~ I told Zhang Yiyan not to slap my face, but he hit me so hard. It hurts so much! I still have to join the crew to film later. He must be envious of me~" Bart raised his chin proudly, put his hands in his pockets, and screamed, "Oh my God! Brother Yong, this, this, Captain Yan's ring is still here with me!"

Huang Yong thought about what Yan Junge had done just now, and thought that he was probably going to put the ring on Zhang Yiyan's finger himself, "Haozi, turn around and go back!"

Le Sheng was a little excited, "Yes, yes, let's go back and see what Brother Yan is up to!"

Zhao Han, who was squeezed to the door of the car, sighed, "Captain Yan wants to finish the ceremony!"

"Go, go, go! Turn around, turn around!"

When there were only two people left in the banquet hall, Yan Junge looked around the place. The crystal chandelier was broken, the cake was smashed, and the gold that was placed on the ground was not damaged.

Although this place has been smashed to pieces, which is a pity, the casualties are not serious. They are all by each other's side and are in a good mood.

Yan Junge squatted on the ground and searched again and again. He barely found a red rose and shook it excitedly, "Yanyan, look!"

Zhang Yiyan turned around and looked at him with a smile. Several fragments flashed through his mind. Before he could grasp them, his pupils suddenly shrank. The expression on his face froze for a moment, and he screamed, "No!"

Everything happened so quickly. A figure suddenly rushed out from behind the curtain, and a sharp knife stabbed into Yan Junge's chest and was immediately pulled out. Deep red blood gushed out.

Zhang Yiyan saw clearly, it was Song Qing!

He pushed the man away and knelt down beside Yan Junge. He felt his nerves being pulled out one by one and his soul being torn apart bit by bit. "No! No! Yan Junge!"

With both hands, he tightly blocked the bleeding wound, and with trembling lips, he touched Yan Junge's already pale lips, mobilizing all his magic power to send them over. Tears fell one by one, all falling on Yan Junge's face, "Yan Junge, I haven't become your bride yet, you can't be in trouble!"

Yan Junge smiled weakly and raised his hand to touch his tearful face, "Yanyan, it's so nice that you cried for me~"

Zhang Yiyan lowered her head and kissed his lips again and again, "I just want you to be fine, and I will agree to whatever you want to do in the future, okay?"

"Yanyan, wife, call me husband~"

Zhang Yiyan smiled with red eyes, "Hubby~ I love you! I love you! Don't leave me alone!"

"I love you, too. I will not leave my dear wife. You have to give me two children, a boy and a girl..." Yan Junge said with a smile. As he spoke, he gradually became silent, but the corners of his mouth were always raised.

Zhang Yiyan put his face close to his, sending out golden light as if it was free, sobbing softly, the huge pain almost drowning him, "Okay, I promise you, I promise you everything!"

Song Qing stumbled to her feet. She laughed crazily, tears streaming down her face. "You are engaged, you are happy, what am I? You all deserve to die!"

She disguised herself as someone from the wedding company and hid behind the curtains, waiting to attack them. Finally, she found her chance. "Yan Junge betrayed me, he deserves to die! You stole my man and ruined my career, you deserve to die!"

Seeing that Zhang Yiyan seemed to be still immersed in pain, she began to look for weapons. The scalpel in her hand flew out of her hand after the collision. Until she stepped on a short knife, she grabbed it and stabbed Zhang Yiyan in the back with a ferocious look!

The sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh was heard, and the flow of mana was interrupted. Zhang Yiyan's eyes were red, and he finally couldn't bear the huge blow and screamed in pain, "Ah!!!"