The Emperor's Favorite: The Fourth Miss Ghost

Long Junao: "Yue'er, when you were Yue'er, you knew that my heart for you can be learned from heaven and earth. Today you have become a heavenly saint. Only the king can have a heavenly saint in this world. Now I will do it for you." Jun, you are the saint of heaven, we can finally be together."

Mo Zhuyue sneered, she didn't care at all, the only thing she cared about was Long Canghao.

"Well, your sincerity to me is indeed a lesson to be learned from heaven and earth. If you are not married, you will divorce first. I still have a deep memory."

Long Junao's body shook for a moment, his face turned pale for a moment, and he hurriedly said: "Actually, I regretted it after I regretted the marriage. If you regret it too, you can tell me, and I can marry you as I am married to!"

Mo Zhuyue smiled coldly, and the smile on the corner of her mouth raged: "Sorry, you are not as good as Cang, the person I love and want to marry is only Cang. Today I am the Holy Maiden of Heaven, and I am also Long Canghao's wife. In the world, no one can compare to Cang."

Long Junao gasped for breath: "You are a heavenly saint, and only the kings of the four kingdoms can match you. Long Canghao is nothing, and the people of the world will not allow you to be together. When you are together, the whole world will rise together Attack it."

Since ancient times, the heavenly saintess can only marry the emperor, or never marry for life. Others do not have enough status to be worthy of the heavenly saintess.

Mo Zhuyue still laughed wildly, looked at Long Junao with disdain, glanced at Yun Qingcheng, the Lord of the West Sea, and that Dongfang Yun, and finally, fixedly looked at the hundreds of troops and crowds ahead .

"I, Demon Zhuyue, Heavenly Saintess, have only one man in this life, Long Canghao."

"Hahaha……"

Suddenly, an insolent voice came in. Hearing this voice, Mo Zhuyue's face became happy, it was him!

Long Canghao.

Although he already knew that he was coming at this moment, Mo Zhuyue couldn't help being happy when he heard his thick voice.

These days, she is gone, Long Canghao must be anxious!

The next moment, Mo Zhuyue fell into Long Canghao's arms. When she met those warm jade eyes, Mo Zhuyue smiled and disappeared for a moment. Why did she feel that centuries had passed... …

"Cang, you're here."

Long Canghao only had Mo Zhuyue in his eyes. He looked at the tens of thousands of dark crowds in front of him, as well as those four noble men, and he smiled wildly: "I, Canghao, take the world as my benefactor to marry you." Goddess!"

In a word, the whole hall was shocked, and everyone looked at Long Canghao in disbelief. As we all know, only emperors are worthy of a saint in heaven, and Long Canghao is just a prince.Still a prince who has taken the blame.

However, the arrogance exuded from him made everyone admire him.

How is he worthy of being a saint?

How can you say the extremely arrogant words that are hired by the world.

Suddenly, the mysterious man who couldn't see his face stood up: "King Cang, there have been rumors since ancient times that a heavenly saint must be matched by an emperor, and your identity is just a prince. How can you be worthy of a heavenly saint? If you take the world as your employment, could it be that you want to rebel against the world and become king yourself?"

Long Canghao raised his eyebrows: "Even if it's against the world, why not?"

The arrogance and domineering tone in the tone moved even the world. The crowd stared blankly at such a King Cang. Standing with Mo Zhuyue, he was such a good match.