The Warhawk swoops down and roars. It blocks Nangong lvluo with the speed of thunder and blocks the attack of the White Emperor. The blue eyes pass by a fire and stand steadily on the back of Nangong lvluo''s hand, just like a guardian God.


    The White Emperor withdrew his hand. If he quarreled with Nangong lvluo, he would lose his identity. He said in a deep voice, "young master Nangong, today you have ndered my daughter and ruined her wedding. The ethereal pce must give an ount to Bai Di City, otherwise don''t me this seat, turn your face and be merciless!"


    Nangong lvluo smiles, "exin? It''s ridiculous. It''s Bai Qingcheng, not me, who should exin to the ethereal pce. If you don''t do justice to your rtives, don''t me me for vengeance! "


    Both of them, in their words and deeds, represent the forces behind them.


    That''s it.


    Bai Qingcheng said tearfully, "Dad, you believe in your daughter. I have never been to the ethereal pce, nor have I killed anyone. My daughter is not capable of going to the temple. The young master of Nangong must have misunderstood me..."


    "Don''t pretend, you and I have a fight." Nangong lvluo is a decisive and straightforward person, and has decisively yed the battle post.


    The White Emperor was angry. Just about to refute, an old voice from the crowd said, "since the young master of Nangong firmly believes that the princess of Baidi city is from thend of witches, he has made a firm statement. If we don''t understand the matter today, we will feel uneasy in our hearts. In this case, it''s better to have a duel between Nangong Shaozhu and Baidi City princess. It''s easy to see who is lying 。”


    The strong nodded.


    The speaker is a middle-level swordsman who has a sacred position in thend of sword God. The strong and strong voice of Xuanyuan empire can not be ignored. It almost represents a kind of voice, which is impartial and no one supports it.


    Bai Qingcheng''s sad eyes pass by Rong LAN and want to be taken care of. Rong LAN just stands by without expression, as if what happened on the field has nothing to do with him. He looks very calm and calm.


    She is very sad. Nangong lvluo treats her like this. Although she is telling the truth, how many people believe Nangong lvluo? Rong LAN is indifferent. What is he thinking in his heart? Can he have his own.


    Today is their wedding day.


    "Rong LAN, don''t you believe me?" Bai Qingcheng asked, with tears in her eyes.


    Rong Lan''s face was cold and stern, and his tone did not change. "It''s not that I don''t believe you. It''s the strong people in the world who have doubts about it."


    "The White Emperor is not happy," Rong LAN, she is your wife, you unexpectedly say such words? "


    Rong Lan was about to say something. Nangong lvluo stood in the middle of the scene and squinted at Bai Qingcheng. "Bai Qingcheng, don''t be a turtle with shrinking head. Be happy. You can either die or roll. There is no third choice for you."


    It is rare for the strong to be silent. Nangong lvluo''s unteral provocation seems to be the prelude to the duel between Baidi city and Tianmiao pce. The princesses representing the two forces have already fought the first battle.


    "If you can''t prove that I''m from thend of witches, but you only prove that you''re just framing me, what can you do?" Seeing things out of control, Bai Qingcheng began to think of solutions.


    Nangong lvluo came to Baidi City alone to challenge her. It can be seen that she is not a rigorous, thoughtful girl, or even willful and reckless. She has no pressure to deal with such a woman.


    "Well, whatever you do!" Nangong lvluo said in a deep voice that she was confident and could definitely prove that she was a person from thend of witches.