I couldn't afford the bride price, so I had to marry the Demon Sect Saintess

Chapter 722 Sister Yiren, it’s time to wake up from the dream

Western Palace.

Phoenix Palace.

"Who are you?"

The two palace maids looked at the sudden appearance of a group of strange eunuchs and asked strangely.

There were also two people in black robes among this group of eunuchs. One of them was covered in black mist, which looked extremely strange.

The leader was an eunuch beside Emperor Wu Zheng. He took a step forward and said with a smile:

"Two sisters, this is the person the queen asked for from the emperor, and the emperor found him for the queen."

The two palace maids looked at each other and said, "Why haven't we heard about anyone the queen wanted?"

At this time, Lin Yuan was in the Tiandao Fighting Field, and the two of them could not ask for instructions immediately, but they resolutely stood in front of the Feng Palace.

"When the Queen comes back, we will report it. If this happens, we will summon you again."

"Both of you."

At this time, a man in black robe suddenly stepped forward and said to the two palace maids:

"We are in an emergency and cannot delay. Please let us go."

The expressions of the two palace maidens turned cold: "How brave! This is the Queen's palace, how can you allow us to intrude?! If there is any important matter, we will wait until the Feixian Ceremony is over and the Queen comes back!"

"Haha, we can't delay this matter, because..."

The man took off his black robe, revealing a ferocious dragon head: "We are here to send the Queen to bliss as soon as possible on your Majesty's order!"

Heavenly Fighting Field.

"Queen, Yi Ren actually ran into this Lan Yin. What do you think Yi Ren will do?"

On the high platform, Wu Zhengzheng asked Lin Yuan with a smile.

Lin Yuan looked gently at Wu Yiren on the fighting stage below, and said in a kind voice:

"Given Yiren's temperament, Lan Yin should win, but she won't let it go so easily. Lan Yin will definitely show some real skills."

Wu Zheng stretched out his hand and held Lin Yuan's hand: "Queen, if I really like this person, the child will be married after the Feixian Ceremony, right?"

Lin Yuan looked at Wu Zheng and was slightly surprised: "Isn't the emperor the most important bloodline? Why are you so tolerant today?"

Wu Zheng smiled and said: "Because Yiren is the child of me and the Queen, how can parents treat their own daughter harshly, are you right, Queen?"

Lin Yuan looked at Wu Zheng, saw his sincere expression, and smiled:

"Then I would like to thank Your Majesty for your beauty."

"You and I, husband and wife, why are you so polite?"

Wu Zheng also smiled, and then the two of them turned to look down.

At this time, the smile on Wu Zheng's face turned cold, and the tenderness on Lin Yuan's face also turned sarcastic.

On the high platform, the queen is acting, but on the fighting stage below, there is real emotion.

Wu Yiren looked at Noila Mo steadily, his eyes full of affection:

"Brother Lan Yin, we finally met here. I have thought about it many times, what should I do if I meet you on the fighting stage?"

"Now that we have really met, I only feel happy in my heart. Brother Lanyin, do you still remember the scene when we practiced on Zhenyang Mountain?"

"You always let me go back then, and sometimes I would accidentally hurt you. I felt very sad every time."

"Brother Lan Yin, are we like what we did in Zhenyang Mountain today? But this time, don't give in to me. I want everyone to see that you are very powerful and you are worthy of me!"

Wu Yiren had already drawn the Golden Dragon Sword as he spoke, but the tenderness on his face became stronger and stronger.

"Damn it! Why is there no atmosphere of fighting at all?"

"Senior brothers and sisters, you are playing tricks on me, right?"

"We are here to watch the showdown between strong men, not to eat dog food!"

"Zinima, refund the ticket!"

"You guys know what the hell, who has ever seen a princess wearing it upside down? Isn't this better than beating her to death?"

There was a commotion in the stands, and countless envious and jealous eyes looked at Lan Yin.

Lan Yin looked at Wu Yiren and sighed slightly: "Okay, Yiren, let's have one last sparring session just like we did on Zhenyang Mountain."

"Okay, Brother Lanyin, I'm here!"

Wu Yiren smiled sweetly, waved the Golden Dragon Sword, and a huge golden dragon flew out and roared towards Lan Yin.

Lan Yin raised his hand, and streaks of floating sword energy appeared in the air, like flowers, layer upon layer. The golden dragon was entangled by the flowers in the sky, roaring angrily, unable to move.

"What kind of skill is this?!"

"This guy can actually block the Golden Dragon Technique. He really has the ability to eat soft food and eat hard!"    "Hey, the princess smiles so beautifully!"

On the fighting stage, Wu Yiren, who was wearing a tight-fitting fighting suit, looked heroic, but his eyes were full of tenderness, and he said softly:

"Brother Lan Yin, be careful, the second form of the Golden Dragon Technique is coming!"

Lan Yin said loudly: "Martial sister, be careful, the second form of Taishang Lan Xinjian is here!"

The two shouted out the moves they used to each other, and the golden dragon in the air glowed brightly, breaking away from the sword energy of the flowers in the sky.

Those sword energy formed a huge orchid, blocking the golden dragon again.

"Brother Lan Yin, the third form of the Golden Dragon Technique!"

The golden dragon opened its mouth and spit out a golden light.

"Martial sister, the third form of Tai Shang Lan Xin Sword!"

The huge orchid swayed in the sky, and countless petals flew out to form a huge flower column, facing the golden dragon's breath.

"Brother Lan Yin, the fourth form of the Golden Dragon Technique!"

"Martial sister, the fourth form of Tai Shang Lan Xin Sword!"

On the fighting stage, the golden dragon and the orchid competed together, and Wu Yi and Lan Yin told each other about their own skills.

The two sides are constantly colliding, but there is no anger at all. There is just a tacit understanding and tenderness between the brothers and sisters.

"I'm stupid."

"Can we still fight like this?"

"How can this be called fighting? This is called flirting!"

"I can't bear it anymore!"

"Hey, why is this Lan Yin's technique getting more and more familiar the more I look at it, Lan Hua, is Lan Hua..."

At this time, the ninth form was used in both exercises.

"Brother Lan Yin, the last move is here! The ninth move of the Golden Dragon Technique!"

Wu Yiren smiled brightly, the golden dragon roared, turned into a golden giant sword, and slowly stabbed Lan Yin.

In the past, when the two of them sparred, Lan Yin was always defeated by this move.

Lan Yin looked at Wu Yiren with a sweet smile and sighed:

"I'm sorry, Yiren."

Suddenly, under the dumbfounded gazes of countless people, Lan Yin's body glowed, and his body shape and appearance changed rapidly.

The handsome man turned into a sassy and handsome beautiful woman.

"W-what's going on?!"

"Oh my god, the soft-hearted guy is actually a woman?!"

"This woman looks familiar?"

"Damn it, isn't this the Orchid Fairy on the beauty list? I've seen her portrait!"

"Orchid Fairy Mo Xiaolan?! No wonder her technique is based on orchids!"

"Lanyin is actually Mo Xiaolan?!"

"What about the princess?"

Amidst the exclamations, Noila Mo looked at Wu Yiren, whose face suddenly turned pale.

"Sister Yiren, I'm sorry, there is no Lan Yin in the world, I am Mo Xiaolan."

"Orchid Technique, the first form."

As soon as the words fell, Noila Mo's body turned into petals all over the sky, wrapping around and swallowing the golden giant sword.

The golden giant sword slowly turned into a ray of spiritual energy and finally disappeared.

Countless pink petals flew to Wu Yiren's side and surrounded her.

In the rain of flowers, Wu Yiren burst into tears.

"Sister Yiren, it's time to wake up from your dream."

(End of this chapter)