Chapter 4300

"Okay, let's say it first, run away if you are in danger, I have a thick skin, they can't kill me!"

There was a warm smile on Wei Ping's face. He liked Longshen Peak, the simple and honest second senior brother, and the senior senior brother who always loved to disappear.

All the forces in the world are preparing for this wedding.

If the princess of the Xiong family hadn't survived the ninth-grade thunder tribulation, who would have noticed her.

The world-famous Xiong Chongyan is going to marry His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince of the Great Yan Dynasty. With such a big happy event, no one in the world would want to take advantage of this moment to congratulate him first.

Besides, no one in the world knows that the eighth prince Mozun is His Majesty Emperor Dayan's favorite youngest son, and if he wants to establish a crown prince, he must be the one.

There are also rumors that on the day of the Eighth Prince's wedding, His Majesty the Emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty will deliver a decree to make the Eighth Prince the Crown Prince.

For the future emperor and empress, this is a great joyous event that will shock the world. Many unborn powerhouses have to go to the imperial city of the Dayan Dynasty to personally witness this event that will be recorded in the annals of history for ten thousand years in the future.

Hundred Flowers Sect!

On the mountain cauldron where hundreds of flowers were in full bloom, Zhao Shishi watched Yang Xue practice her sword. It has been a year, and the little girl has grown a lot taller, she is already thirteen years old.

Yang Xue has changed a lot. She has grown from a little girl who knows nothing about the world to a big girl who knows a lot.

After the little girl practiced a set of swordsmanship and martial arts, there was sweat on her forehead.

Zhao Shishi beckoned, and she ran up immediately.

"are you tired!"

The little girl shook her head and said, "Not tired!"

Zhao Shishi felt sorry for her, touched her head and said, "Did you miss him?"

In Yang Xue's eyes, there was a trace of mist. She would never forget that big brother who protected her in the alchemy hall.

"Sister Shishi, I want to go to the imperial city with you. I don't want my sister-in-law to marry the Eighth Prince."

Zhao Shishi smiled, nodded the little girl's forehead and said, "Who told you that she belongs to your sister-in-law!"

The little girl said seriously: "My brother likes her, she is my sister-in-law!"

Zhao Shishi was suddenly startled. What kind of charm does that young man have? Even a little girl trusts him so much.

At this moment, Zhao Shishi's complexion suddenly changed, because she saw a ray of light rising into the sky from the direction of the Wujian Cave.

"This is!"

In an instant! In the Hundred Flowers School, many auras shot up into the sky and descended in front of the Wujian Cave in an instant.

Among these breaths, when the most powerful one appeared, the surrounding breaths were restrained a lot.

"Go down, no one is allowed to say a word about today's matter, or they will be killed without mercy!"

The cold voice rang in the minds of every Hundred Flowers Sect expert, they all nodded in response, then turned and left, pretending not to see the figure in front of the Infernal Cave.

Chen Ping took a deep breath of the outside air!

I can't remember how long this feeling has been.

The years and time in Wujiandong are like passing clouds to Chen Ping.

He drank up the jade bottle of spiritual wine that he had bought earlier, and when he came out just now, he drank another bottle by the way.

And because he came out too hastily, it almost triggered a thunder disaster, which alarmed the experts of the Hundred Flowers Sect.

"Just come out!"

The ancestor of Baihuazong looked at the figure in front of him!

In one year, the boy has changed. In the Wujian Cave, ten years have passed.

Ten years later, things are different and people are different, and the boy is not the boy he was back then.

"Shishi is here, if you want to know anything, you can ask her!"

The ancestor of Baihuazong left these words, and his figure disappeared, while Zhao Shishi's figure walked slowly, nervously.