Three months passed by with a snap of the fingers.
The street of Liu Yun Kingdom was crowded with people, muttering to one another. Skilled masters from everywhere all came for the wedding ceremony.
Fu Chen walked behind Little Qing Han with a smile on his face. He had not even taken his eyes off of Qing Han's body.
Right at this moment...
A figure suddenly leaped out, reached out his demonic hand, and tried to grab Qing Han.
Little Qing Han was still unaware of anything else going on around her as her eyes were drawn to some odd toys in front of her, not knowing that someone had reached out to grab her...
Fu Chen's face changed dramatically as he rushed forward.
The man in front of him had apparently spotted Fu Chen. He sneered as he turned around and hit Fu Chen in the chest with his fists, sending Fu Chen flying back and landing on the ground in a pile.
