"Chen Tianlong, I really hope this day can come sooner." Wu Mengting was touched by the scenery; these days, she's been living somewhat fatigued, weary of this flee-like life, wishing dearly to return to the peaceful campus.
"It won't be long, once we get out of here. After we leave, I'll take you to the South Sea, and then we'll live happily in our own villa, waiting for school to start. We'll read books together, do morning exercises together, go to the library together..."
Chen Tianlong thought of the beautiful past, and at this moment, the tenderness surpassed the wedding in the church.
Accompanied by the priest's questions, the bride and groom began to exchange rings. Shortly, the understated wedding ceremony was completed.
Just then, the sound of horse hooves arose outside, with someone anxiously reporting, "Many Daoists have arrived outside."
"Haha, perfect timing!" Kong Fan knew those people were some accomplished monks sent by the Valley Master of Snow Valley.
