"Yes, the owner only gave Yaoer a year in the first year. If she did not agree with the marriage contract within this year, then, the owner will take a compulsory means, even ..."

Luo Chen didn't finish the words, but Wu Yun could probably guess the consequences.

But at this moment Wu Yun's heart tightened again.

In the first year of a divine realm, it is equivalent to ten years in the Manghuang continent.

Today, two years have passed.

And in the eight years of the remaining eight years, Wu Yun even had even several years of flying in the fairy world.

How can I come to the Divine Realm?

"Luo Yao, is it destined to miss me?"

Wu Yun murmured.

"You don't have to do so, I have a way!"

As Wu Yun was dead, Xuanyuan pole was full of self -confidence.

"Say!"

Wu Yun raised his head sharply, his eyes flashed with bright light.
Chapter completed!