Chapter 855: Xuan Yuan Rises, The Ancient Kingdom of Loulan Now!

Dudley lowered his handsome eyelids to look at Silvia at this moment, he knew in his heart that she was determined to go, and he had no intention to stay, just - Silvia, wait, just wait, later on, I will personally take you home.

The bridesmaid brought the wedding scales, "Groom, you may remove the red head, may you love each other for a hundred years and be happy."

Dudley stretched out his beautiful white fingers and took the scale.

He slowly picked up the red head.

Silvia looked up and looked at him.

She was wearing a red crown and cape, and she was wearing his hair, and her red gold hairpins were tinkling, and her little face was glowing with a thrilling light.

It was a look that would last for years.

Silvia's bright pupils looked up at him, but her eyes were warm, "Dudley, is that enough?"

Dudley raised his hand and waved the bride away, "Go on down."

"Yes." The bride retreated.

They were now alone in the room, Silvia sneered and curled her red lips, "Dudley, I've already done what I promised you, I don't suppose you're still thinking of... cavorting?"

Dudley looked at her condescendingly, "What would you do if I said I wanted to?"

Silvia gave a chilling flash under her eyes, then whistled.

"Ah!" Someone outside was screaming, "A wolf! It's a wolf!"

The next moment the window of the bridal chamber was broken open and the wolf, a man high, came in and crouched obediently at Silvia's feet.

Silvia looked at Dudley, "Dudley, you better not come near me tonight, or the wolf will be merciless, you're on your own!"

At this point the wolf king gave an "ow" to Dudley, flashing a mouthful of sharp teeth.

Tonight, on her wedding night, Silvia had asked the wolf king to sit on her hands and keep Dudley away.

Dudley didn't say anything either, he just turned around and left.

He'd just left?

Silvia was a little suspicious, she didn't know what he had in mind, "Dudley, where is Mr Aldred, you promised me, give me back Mr Aldred!"

Dudley didn't turn around, "I did promise you, but not tonight."

With that, he left.

Silvia yanked her fist, shame on him for playing word games with her!

However, her men had gone to search for Mr Aldred and would bring him out.

Now she had to get to the banks of the Rocky River as soon as possible, her men were there and she was afraid that being a little late might put her in danger.

Somehow, tonight she was restless and always felt that something was about to happen.

...

As Dudley exited the bridal chamber, Amos whispered, "My lord, the men have been told to stall Wilfrid, now we can go to the ancestral temple."

"Good." Dudley nodded, "How's it going with Silvia?"

"It's taken care of, Miss. Silvia will have a clear passage out of the castle tonight, master, Miss. Silvia is so intelligent, she shouldn't have to worry."

Yes, she was so intelligent that she could get out of the castle without him.

Only he was still uneasy, afraid that she was in a million percent danger.

"Leave your big brother to the Loulango, and let Silvia take him back." Dudley commanded.

"Aye." Amos nodded.

"Let's go."

"Master, I don't understand... what are we doing at the Ancestral Temple, where there is only Regulus." Amos really didn't know why his master wanted to go to the ancestral temple.

Dudley lifted his cool black eyes to look at the dark night ahead, then faintly lifted his thin lips, "Draw the Xuan Yuan sword!"

What?

Amos' eyes widened, he suspected he was hallucinating, his master was going to pull the Regulus sword?

But, only the blood of the Red Son could pull the Regulus sword?

No, if you pull the sword, you will die!

"My lord!" Amos followed closely with a horrified face.

...

Ancestral Temple.

Dudley entered the inner chamber, where the sharp, cold glowing Regulus sword still stood resolutely.

Dudley stepped forward and held out his hand.

"My lord, no!" Amos quickly stopped, "Master, I don't know how you became the blood of the Red Son, but you must not pull out this Regulus sword, once you do, you will die of heart and vein damage."

Dudley said in a faint voice, "I know."

He knew that Aldred could not die, because if he did, Silvia would be in pain.

So, it would have to be him instead of Aldred.

"Amos, you stand down."

"My lord, really, no!" Amos was all but on his knees.

Dudley's mind was made up, and no one could stop him. He reached out his hand, took hold of Regulus, and then slowly pushed.

Regulus was slowly pulled out of the crack in the ground and the whole ancestral temple began to tremble again.

Dudley's throat was fishy and sweet, and with a puff, he quickly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Amos' eyes were red, "Master!"

Dudley wiped the blood from the corner of his lips with the back of his hand, then with all the strength he could muster, he slowly but firmly pulled the Regulus sword out.

...

The ancestral temple caused a small earthquake and soon half the Spanish sky was dyed red, such a spectacle drew everyone around.

Everyone came out of their houses and looked up at the red-hued sky, and murmured

"Look guys, what's going on there?"

"A vision of the sky, it looks like something big is about to happen!"

Wilfrid was already a bit drunk from all the wine he had been poured into, when someone hurried over and said in a panic, "My Lord, it's not good, something big has happened, the Xuan Yuan sword has been pulled out!"

What?

Wilfrid bounced out of his chair and rose to his feet, in a cold sweat, and a great deal of his intoxication had sobered him up.

Wilfrid hurried out of the room, and almost fell over because he had run so fast.

He pushed his way through the crowd and looked up to see the red haze growing redder and redder, like blood on the earth.

It was bad!

Wilfrid's heart all but sank, he knew that the Xuan Yuan sword, sealed in the ancestral temple for a hundred years, had been pulled out.

The Xuan Yuan had risen and the ancient kingdom of Loulan had appeared.

The ancient kingdom of Loulan, which had disappeared into the sea, has now come back with a vengeance, bursting into the world's attention.

What is happening?

Wilfrid's heart was already reeling, who had pulled out the Regulus sword?

Aldred was dead, there was no more Red Son's blood in the world, who had drawn Regulus?

"Someone! Someone!" Wilfrid shouted.

"Yes, my lord." The men quickly rushed over.

"Hurry to the ancestral temple, block the gates, I want to investigate, I want to find this man out!"

At that moment a shout erupted from those around them, "Look, you guys, there, the mirage! Oh my God!"

Wilfrid raised his eyes and saw, only ahead of him, on the banks of the Luo Shui River, the rolling Yangtze River flowing eastward, a layer of clear, cold mist on the surface of the water gradually dissipated, and his vision became clearer and clearer.

At this time the bright moon shines high, the water by the river is clear and sparkling, like a shimmering golden light, the beauty is so unreal.