Chapter 1443: Surrender without a Fight

All of this fell into Tian Wugan's eyes. He sighed and shook his head, with a hint of regret in his eyes. Situ Reading.\nＣＯＭ

The spiritual confrontation between the two can be described as a complete defeat by Wu Kunlun.

His beloved disciple was frightened by Ao Feibai's miserable condition, and he was afraid of Ye Feng in his heart, which led to a lack of fighting spirit.

However... the fact is that the heavenly monster is enough for him to drink a pot, plus Ye Feng's mental power, if he forced into the battle, the chance of this victory... is almost zero.

"It seems that we still have to do that. Fortunately, I have other preparations."

The murderous intent in his eyes rose and soon dissipated. Tian Wugan's face straightened and he laughed loudly.

"Very good, it seems that Ye Feng's son-in-law deserves the title, and no one will challenge him again. In this case, this elder hereby announces that the wedding ceremony of the son-in-law and the princess will start now!"

Swish!

As the words fell, Wu Kunlun's eyes quickly looked at Tian Wugan. He was a little confused about what his master meant.

However, Tian Wugan did not say anything, just shook his hand and turned his head away.

"Master... what does this mean?"

He turned around and asked Xiao Meir subconsciously.

"The elder's meaning should be that the young master should not take action again." Xiao Meir said in a low voice with a trace of caution in her eyes.

"No! This is my last chance. Wu Ji is mine, and the fetal martial veins are also mine."

Being stung by Xiao Meir's eyes, Wu Kunlun's eyes quickly turned scarlet, and he let out a low roar as if he had lost his mind.

"Young Master, you must not be impulsive. The Great Elder must have his reasons for not letting you take action. If you go against the Great Elder's wishes, even if you defeat and kill that guy, you will not be able to be the prince consort of this palace."

"By then, not only will Princess Wu Ji want to kill you, but even the Great Elder will no longer protect you. There will be no place for you and me in the entire Changsheng Palace and Aolaihai..."

Xiao Meir's words made Wu Kunlun sober up a little. He gritted his teeth unwillingly and said coldly: "Okay, okay..."

"Ye Feng, one day, I will take back everything that belongs to me..."

Feeling that Wu Kunlun's murderous intent was gone, Ye Feng on the field quietly breathed a sigh of relief and put the Demon Flame Dragon Lion into the spirit beast bag.

He was also gambling just now.

Ye Feng was actually unsure whether Wu Kunlun would take action. Once Wu Kunlun really went on the field to fight to the death, even with the help of the Demon Flame Dragon Lion, his fate would be difficult to predict.

Fortunately, the other party showed his cowardice and lost his composure.

This bet was not placed on himself, but on Wu Kunlun's concerns.

Wu Kunlun had too much to bear, including the title of the first person of the younger generation of Changsheng Palace, and his ambition for the fetal martial vein and Wu Ji. The more he carried, the more difficult it would be for him to fight with his back to the wall.

In comparison, his own purpose seemed simple and obvious.

He was only doing it for Wu Ji, and as for life and death, he had already put it aside the moment he decided to enter the sea eye.

Facts have proved that he... made the right bet.

"Prince Consort Ye! Prince Consort Ye!"

Looking slowly at the water warriors around him who were shouting like a tsunami, Ye Feng's nerves, which had been tense for a long time, finally relaxed completely.

The promise he made to Wu Ji had been fulfilled.

Thinking of the time when he first came to Changsheng Palace, he was not only harassed and looked down upon by countless people, but also worried about how to defeat Ao Feibai. Now looking back, feeling the cheers from the heart of the water tribe warriors, Ye Feng's heart surged, and he felt as if he had reached a new peak.

The current feeling, in addition to the joy of conquering, there is also a kind of transcendent pleasure.

"Prince Consort Ye!"

After a brief commotion, a thunderous shout broke out from somewhere in the crowd.

"Li Zengye, congratulations to the Prince Consort, this is a great gift prepared for the Prince Consort, please do not refuse it."

"I, Mo Zigui, am polite. I knew that the Prince Consort would win. As expected, this healing pill is my gift to the Prince Consort and the princess."

Two figures quickly stepped forward and saluted Ye Feng respectfully. They were the ninth and twelfth place on the Shenglong List who were kicked out of the big formation trial.

"The cause that has been planted should also bear fruit."

With a bit of relief in his eyes, Ye Feng did not refuse and accepted the gifts from the two. After a slight hesitation, he flicked his finger and flicked out a scroll.

It was a scroll for practicing the flame sword technique.

"You two can squeeze into the top ten of the Shenglong list. Naturally, I don't need to say much about your martial arts talent. However, I see that you two also practice fire attributes. This martial art is not too strong. It is only a ground-level top-grade product, but it can match the fire attribute martial veins. Maybe it can help you improve your combat power a little bit."

The two were stunned on the spot. Feeling the faint breath exuded from the scroll, they all looked flattered.

After watching the fierce battle between Ye Feng and Ao Feibai, everyone knew that none of the martial arts performed by this human prince consort was lower than the ground level.

The two sincerely thanked Ye Feng for giving them the elixir, and defeated Ao Feibai of the Silver Dragon Hall, so they came forward to congratulate him. Unexpectedly, Ye Feng returned the favor and gave them ground-level martial arts.

The earth-level top-grade is only one level lower than the heaven-level. Even in the Changsheng Palace, it cannot be underestimated. Ordinary warriors are not qualified to get it.

"Thank you, Prince Consort! If you don't mind, I am willing to follow you in the future!"

Mo Zigui was the first to react. He took the scroll, knelt on one knee in front of Ye Feng, and said in a sonorous tone.

"Yes, please promise, Prince Consort." Li Zengye also knelt on the ground.

"You two are too polite. As long as you respect me, Ye Feng, we will all be brothers in the future."

Ye Feng smiled as he helped the two of them up.

Seeing Ye Feng so approachable and not arrogant at all, and even giving away martial arts, many water tribe warriors were excited.

Originally, they had some concerns about Ye Feng's human identity, but at this moment, Li Zengye and Mo Zigui made such a fuss, and the grudge was thrown out of the window.

"Prince Consort Ye! Prince Consort Ye..."

The loud shouts and cheers resounded again, and the entire Changsheng Hall area was filled with the three words "Prince Consort Ye". Sensing everyone's recognition of Ye Feng, Princess Wu Ji finally let go of her slightly uneasy heart, and showed a charming smile on her face...

"The wedding... begins!"

Accompanied by the sound of a golden gong, the wedding officially began. Thousands of jade tables were placed on the table, and beautifully dressed maids came in an endless stream. Jade plates were filled with delicacies, and golden cups were accompanied by fine wine, which were served one by one.

Wu Ji covered her face with a red veil, and stood side by side with Ye Feng surrounded by the crowd.

Amid the cheers and noises, people kept falling drunk on the ground, still shouting to pour wine, and laughter and joy filled the sky.

Except for Wu Gu and some disciples of the Silver Dragon Hall with a cold look, the entire wedding was a scene of joy and happiness.

Contrary to his fighting ability, Ye Feng felt a little dizzy after drinking a few glasses of wine. At some point, he was pushed by a group of water warriors and sent to the festively decorated princess hall.

As soon as he stepped into the hall, Ye Feng fell to the ground.

After a complete relaxation and a feast, the pain brought by the battle began to spread from his limbs, making him groan.

Looking at Ye Feng with a frown on his face, Wu Ji laughed out loud. She took out a pill and fed it into Ye Feng's mouth, and then moved Ye Feng to the jade bed.

Reaching out to touch Ye Feng's somewhat embarrassed face, Wu Ji's pretty face blushed and she couldn't help but look at it in a daze.

This is not a very handsome face, and there are still many scars at this moment. Ye Feng is only seventeen or eighteen years old, but his cheeks... have a maturity that does not belong to this age.

As long as this man is by her side, no matter how dangerous she encounters, Wu Ji feels that her heart will become extremely peaceful.

She reached out and gently stroked Ye Feng's face, then leaned over and gently rested her head on Ye Feng's chest before closing her eyes and falling into a deep sleep.

The worries and anxieties of the past few days were gone, and she naturally slept very sweetly...