Quick Pass Cannon Fodder Counterattack Guide

Chapter 308 The Abandoned Blood Race (29)

Although what Su Luo said was to start now, and although they had no intention of entertaining guests from the beginning, when the wedding was about to be held, the three "persons" did not plan to be sloppy.

They still tacitly waited until the moment when the silver moon rose to the highest altitude, and put on the wedding dress left by their mother. Su Luo took Ronald's hand and stepped towards the long red carpet in the auditorium.

Sivir had been waiting for her at the other end of the hall.

His good eyesight had seen Su Luo clearly when she first appeared at the door.

The bride is always the most beautiful existence in the world, this sentence could not be more appropriate for Su Luo.

The blood red and pure black wedding dress outlined her perfect figure at a glance, and as she walked, she could faintly see the reflection of the silver thread.

On her head was a crown inlaid with a huge blood ruby, which complemented her equally clear blood eyes, and made her crystal white skin more delicate, and it would break instantly.

It's obviously a coquettish and alluring outfit as a whole, but under her solemn expression, there is a bit more sacred, noble, awe-inspiring and inviolable feeling.

Sivir had always known that his little bride was good-looking, but Su Luo, who was so well-dressed, took his breath away in the first place. Fortunately, the blood race can survive without oxygen.

As Su Luo walked in, he only felt that his heart that had been silent for a long time seemed to start beating. It was obviously just an illusion, but Xivir was so nervous that he seemed to be a little uneasy. He stared at Su Luo closely, holding his hands Clenched subconsciously, the nails sunk deep into the palm without feeling it.

Finally, Su Luo walked up to him and smiled at him, making the candles in the room pale.

Ronald has already exited the stage knowingly, although they only have each other in their eyes now.

Sivir took Su Luo's hand, and together with her, they faced a small statue on the sacrifice table—that was Cain, the ancestor of the blood race, and prayed.

It was an ancient, unfamiliar syllable. Su Luo didn't understand the meaning of the prayer, but she naturally followed Sivir's rhythm and chanted it in a low voice, as if it was an instinct of the body.

As the oath sounded, the projection of silver moonlight gradually appeared on their bodies, enveloping them as warm and cool as water.

At the same time, Su Luo felt that her heart seemed to be heating up, and a gentle force began to seep into her body, slowly following the rhythm of the oath, and gradually gathered at her ring finger.

Su Luo wanted to look down, but found that his body couldn't move at all, only his lips were still chanting uncontrollably.

Such a discovery should have surprised her, but she felt very stable in her heart. She didn't know if it was because of her lover who was standing next to her, or for some other reason.

She simply calmed down and devoted herself to the recitation of the oath, and gradually entered an ethereal state, and her body was also full of light, illuminating the auditorium like daylight.

Time passed unconsciously, like a moment, and like years in the blink of an eye. When Su Luo was finally awakened from this mysterious and mysterious state by her lover, all the candles had been burned out, and she penetrated effortlessly. Blocked by the darkness, he met Sivir's smiling eyes.

"Lolo, I'm very happy that you have finally become my wife."

(End of this chapter)