The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

Chapter 63—The Wedding in Dream

Yan Chuan was lying on a big rock.

The woman in white stretched out her slender right hand, stretched out her index finger and middle finger, and gently pointed towards Yan Chuan's heart.

A faint green light glowed from the fingertips.

"Om!"

Fingertips touched Yan Chuan's heart.

Everyone stared at the two.

"He has a good heart?" Dongfang swallowed decently and watched this scene. His eyes were full of envy.

After a stick of incense, the woman in white frowned slightly.

"Miss, what happened?" a maid asked curiously.

"This person has too many locks in his heart, and he can't understand his heart for a while!" The woman in white frowned.

"What? Miss's'Hexintong', but she has never missed it!" The maid said in surprise.

"Try again!" The woman in white frowned.

"Om!"

The green light on the fingertips broke out again, touching Yan Chuan's heart.

"Boom!"

As if being shocked, Yan Chuan's body trembled slightly, and then dimly opened his eyes.

"Rou'er? You are back!" Yan Chuan said in a daze.

After speaking, Yan Chuan passed out again.

"Who is Rou'er?" the maid asked strangely.

"Don't make a noise, I saw it!" The woman in white suddenly called.

Everyone's expressions were solemn, and suddenly they stopped talking.

Only the Oriental decent, avoided a little bit.

He is both envious and fearful, because this supernatural power can see the other person's heart. That is the deepest privacy. Under this magical power, there will be nowhere to hide!

"Boy, ask for more blessings!" The Dongfang decent school was a little further away.

The woman in white closed her eyes and slowly saw a picture.

The endless white snowfield is dazzling and white with the sun shining.

Yan Chuan took a woman in white and slowly set foot on this white snowfield.

The woman in white was covered with a cloth towel, step by step step by step with Yan Chuan's arm.

"Are you there yet?" the woman called.

"Zhen Rou, it's going to be all right, don't open your eyes!" Yan Chuan smiled.

‘Looking’ at the woman on the snowy field who looked exactly like him, the woman in white immediately showed a look of surprise.

"Miss, what did you see?" The maid asked curiously.

But the woman in white did not speak, and continued to watch.

On the white snowy field.

"Well, open your eyes!" Yan Chuan smiled.

"Alright? Covered for so long, really...!"

Zhen Rou immediately took off the cloth towel, and her whole body was dull.

"Snow? Why is there snow here?" Zhen Rou said in surprise.

Under the sun, the sky and the earth are all colored and white. A clean visual impact suddenly opened up Zhen Rou's mood.

"A lot of snow, so beautiful, so beautiful!"

In front of Yan Chuan, Zhen Rou was not cautious, but jumped intoxicated by the feeling in her heart.

"Boom!" A snowball hit Yan Chuan.

"Hahahaha!" Zhen Rou laughed and laughed in the vast snowfield.

After playing for a while, Yan Chuan grabbed Zhen Rou's hand.

"Did you bring me here to play? How did you find this place?" Zhen Rou curiously asked.

"I set it up! Do you like it?"

"I like it, but why do you arrange it?"

"Today is an important day. The arrangement of this snowfield is to bless us, bless our feelings, and always be as clean as this snowfield, always so spotless, and never mixed with any color."

"Yeah!" Zhen Rou's face turned red.

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