Chapitre 1582: One thousand five hundred and eighty-two dead bodies, one thousand miles of blood

“Now, My Bingxin Dynasty announces!”

“Princess Bing Jian ‘er, marry young master ao Tian. Your Parents’orders, Matchmaker’s words!”

“If anyone dares to interfere, My Bingxin dynasty will definitely punish them severely!”

The king of Bingxin cupped his hands at Young Master Ao Tian. His cold gaze swept across Wang Xian as he gritted his teeth and said coldly.

He made the final announcement!

“What Matchmaker’s Words? I Am Jian ‘er’s father. What right does your Bingxin Empire have to be called Jian ‘ER’s parents?”

“Jian ‘er has lost her memory. How long has she been in your Bingxin Empire? Now that Jian ‘er doesn’t agree, what right do you have to force her!”

When Sect Master Ling, who was standing beside Wang Xian, heard King Bing Xin’s words, he revealed an angry expression and roared loudly.

“Let me out! I Won’t marry him! Let Me Out!”

At the Heaven’s pride stage, Ling Jian ‘er brandished the metal longsword in her hand and thrust it heavily towards the formation.