1262: C1262 Maybe I got the wrong person

C1262 Maybe I got the wrong person

Maybe I got the wrong person

In front of Prince Consort's residence!

Tower Spirit's reminder woke Yu Haoran up from his sorrowful and indignant memories.

When he thought about Ling Fei's sincerity and the promise he had made to her, he took a deep breath and tried his best to suppress the excited emotions that continuously surged in his heart.

Fortunately, his powerful mental state allowed him to completely recover his composure when Zhou Fengxu and the other two finally landed in the Rainbow Cloud Plaza.

"Senior Zhou!" As much as he could make a happy smile appear on his face, Yu Haoran took the initiative to welcome him.

"Prince Consort, let me introduce you!"

Towards Yu Haoran who had taken the initiative to welcome him, Zhou Fengxu respectfully pointed at Zhou Youze and introduced him.

"This is the Zhou Clan's patriarch, Zhou Youze!"

His body trembled slightly, a look of shock flashed past Yu Haoran's eyes.

After the refining of the Hengduan Mountains's Seven Lives Mysterious Gate Pill was over, he had once heard the Tower Spirit specifically explain the Zhou Clan's background. He knew how glorious the Zhou Clan was with their middle ages, and he also knew very well how powerful the Zhou Clan, which had existed until now, was.

The dignified Zhou Clan Patriarch personally coming to attend his wedding, no matter what goal he had, could be considered giving him face. That was why when Yu Haoran was shocked, he quickly bowed and greeted respectfully.

"Junior Yu Haoran greets Clan Leader Zhou!"

"Prince Consort is courteous!" Zhou Youze replied gently.

"Zhou Mengling greets Prince Consort!" Just as Zhou Youze responded, the white-clothed girl standing beside him took the initiative to greet him.

With a slight frown, Yu Haoran returned the greeting with a smile.

"Haoran greets junior sister Zhou."

"Clan Leader Zhou, Elder Zhou, Junior-apprentice Sister Zhou, please!"

After greeting Zhou Mengling, Yu Haoran suppressed the doubts in his heart that continuously surfaced, and laughed as he waved to indicate to Zhou Mengling. His emotions were not affected by Zhou Mengling at all.

"Yu Haoran, are you sure that you were involved with this Zhou Mengling girl in your previous life?" When Yu Haoran led the three Zhou family members to the front of the residence to register, the Tower Spirit in his consciousness frowned and asked.

"Tower Spirit, what did you discover?" Originally, because of the doubt in Zhou Mengling's name, Tower Spirit's interrogation had increased the authenticity of the question, so Yu Haoran immediately asked.

"Yu Haoran, this girl from Zhou Mengling is not simple. Not only does she have a stunning beauty, her mental state, physical body, spirit energy, soul power and laws have all been promoted to the realm of A peerless Martial Saint. She only needs an instant to breakthrough the Martial Saint Realm."

"If you were to fight against her now, your win rate would be less than 30%."

Tower Spirit introduced with a serious expression.

"Furthermore, according to my speculations, the reason why Zhou Mengling had been suppressing her cultivation to the point of breaking through, was probably because she wanted to fight for the first place in the fifth region's Hidden Dragon Battle, and then borrow the strength of the enormous Latent Dragon Qi, to directly charge into the third stage of Martial Saint and above."

After he introduced himself to here, the Tower Spirit frowned once again, and asked with a tone filled with doubt.

"If you were to return to your previous life, even if the Demon God's Tomb didn't detonate her power, Zhou Mengling would still be a girl blessed by the heavens. How could you possibly have any feelings for her?"

"Tower Spirit, maybe I recognized the wrong person!"

Tower Spirit's detailed introduction of Zhou Mengling's strength completely eliminated the doubt in Yu Haoran's heart, and she easily replied in a relaxed manner.

"In my previous life, although that girl was also surnamed Zhou, her name was Zhou Xue Fei. Although she also had a devastatingly beautiful face, her talent and aptitude were very ordinary."

"Yu Haoran, then why did you mistake Zhou Mengling for that girl in the beginning?" Tower Spirit did not disappear the doubt in his heart just because of Yu Haoran's explanation.0

"A bright and lively temperament. A pair of eyes filled with melancholy and warmth." Yu Haoran gave his a reason and explanation for her mistake.

Regarding this, although Tower Spirit did not say much, the puzzlement in his eyes did not disappear. Instead, it became even more intense.

This was because he suddenly thought of a secret technique from ancient times, a clone technique that could cut down and affect his martial arts cultivation.

"Clan leader Zhou Youze of the Zhou Family, Great Elder Zhou Fengxu, with clan leader and his beloved daughter Zhou Mengling, I wish Prince Consort and Princess Zhong Jiu a happy ending.

"I have gifted three top-grade sage realm magic tools, three low-grade revered realm magic tools, three high-grade seventh grade spirit veins, three thousand medicine and spirit milk, three third-grade medicine, and three Soul Nurturing Orbs from the East Sea."

Compared to the congratulatory gift from Yuan Zu and the arm-piercing ape, the number of congratulatory gifts the Zhou Clan sent was not worth mentioning. However, no one dared to underestimate them.

After all, it was already an unparalleled honor for the head of the Zhou clan to personally attend the wedding ceremony.

After watching the three people of the Zhou family enter the residence, Yu Haoran did not bother with the Sky Cloud Martial School Rankers who had walked out from thin air. Instead, he ordered the young eunuchs who were running errands to invite the Director Jiang and the Meng Family Patriarch in his stead, and entered the residence in a flash.

"Damn it!" Seeing that Yu Haoran had ignored him and the vice sect master who had just returned, Elder Xu, who had just returned, immediately growled with a dark face.

With a slight frown, a trace of displeasure flashed across the eyes of the Vice Sect Master of Sky Cloud Martial School Sun Shouyu.

Although the strength and fame of the Sky Cloud Martial School could not be compared with the Zhou Clan, but as one of the top seven sects in the Profound Sky Continent, they had the qualifications and the ability to be personally welcomed by Yu Haoran.

However, when the nine pure Dragon Teeth sounds suddenly sounded out from within Prince Consort's residence, Sun Shouyu immediately calculated the time and immediately knew the reason why Yu Haoran did not take the initiative to welcome the guests.

When he thought about how Zhou Youze was still able to maintain a stable state of mind in this situation, Sun Shouyu immediately felt a strong sense of dread.

"Elder Xu, the time has come. Yu Haoran needs to personally escort the bride. It is not intentionally looking down on us."

With an indifferent expression, he reminded Elder Xu before Sun Shouyu slowly flew towards the Rainbow Cloud Plaza. He knew that Yu Haoran had to arrange for someone else to welcome the guests who had arrived late.

"Aooo!"

Accompanied by the purest sounds of "Dragon Teeth", a ninety-nine meter long red dragon quickly rushed out of the mansion and slowly descended on the Rainbow Cloud Plaza.

"This is a fire greater dragon with the purest divine dragon bloodline!"

After seeing the huge red dragon land on the Rainbow Cloud Plaza, the Third Elder, who was proficient in beast taming from the Dong Clan, couldn't help but cry out.

Actually, even without the Dong Clan's Third Elder pointing it out, everyone present could tell that the red dragon was extraordinary.

After all, beautiful lines, dazzling dragon scales, and awe-inspiring aura far surpassed those strange beasts and flood dragons that contained the bloodline of divine dragons.

"Aooo!"

Accompanied by a second pure dragon cry, a second azure dragon that was ninety-nine meters long rushed out of the mansion, slowly landing on the Rainbow Cloud Plaza.

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