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Chapter 1387: Wedding Eve I

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Three months passed by with a snap of the fingers.

The street of Liu Yun Kingdom was crowded with people, muttering to one another. Skilled masters from everywhere all came for the wedding ceremony.

Fu Chen walked behind Little Qing Han with a smile on his face. He had not even taken his eyes off of Qing Han’s body.

Right at this moment...

A figure suddenly leaped out, reached out his demonic hand, and tried to grab Qing Han.

Little Qing Han was still unaware of anything else going on around her as her eyes were drawn to some odd toys in front of her, not knowing that someone had reached out to grab her...

Fu Chen’s face changed dramatically as he rushed forward.

The man in front of him had apparently spotted Fu Chen. He sneered as he turned around and hit Fu Chen in the chest with his fists, sending Fu Chen flying back and landing on the ground in a pile.

Qing Han eventually sensed the movement behind her. She turned around and saw that Fu Chen had fallen on the ground.

Her eyes turned red, and her voice cracked. “Brother Fu Chen!!!”

***

In the princess’s manor.

A man in a white robe smiled faintly as his gaze fixed on the young girl standing among the beasts not far away. His cold eyes were filled with a gentle light as if the girl in front of him was his whole world.

Suddenly...

A cold breath came from behind him, causing his face to darken slightly.

Qing Zhu poked out its small head. “Master...”

“Let’s go.”

Nan Xian picked up Qing Zhu. He looked at Feng Ruqing once again before turning back and heading out of the princess’s manor.

***

Nan Xian gradually stopped in his tracks on a desolate road outside the manor.

Standing in front of him was a middle-aged man.

The man had a cold smile on his face and was looking at Nan Xian arrogantly.

“Master Nan Xian of Tian Shen Manor, how did you find me?” The middle-aged man did not run away but instead, looked at Nan Xian mockingly

Nan Xian was expressionless. “Your scent is totally different from Qing’er’s. I’m not stupid, I can notice it.”

“Oh...” The middle-aged man sneered. “Then, why didn’t you attack me at the princess’s manor?”

Nan Xian calmly said, “There are still three days left before my wedding with Qing’er. I have spent three months preparing for this wedding, so I won’t allow anyone to upset her during this period.”

“Hahaha!”

The middle-aged man laughed wildly and mockingly. “Master Nan Xian of Tian Shen Manor! My master has said that he wants Master Nan Xian to be a guest at Deities Gate!”

“What if I refuse?”

“Master Nan Xian...” The middle-aged man sneered. “Do you remember those two little kids who are always by Feng Ruqing’s side? One seems to be named Fu Chen, and the other one is Qing Han. If you don’t come with us, I’m afraid that these two little kids will lose their lives!”

A cold light flashed in Nan Xian’s eyes, and the wind around him grew stronger, making the entire sky seem a bit windy and cold.

“So, Deities Gate wants to kill Qing’er’s people?”

A storm suddenly surged out and lifted his white robe as he walked toward the middle-aged man. “Who gave you the nerve to touch them?”