429 Marriage on February 8th

429 Marriage on February 8th

Who is Qin Chuan?

Although the people below may have never heard of this name, it is impossible for Chairman Yang not to know it!

This is the CEO of Violet!

"Mr. Qin is indeed a talented person. He is young and promising! I have a private club. If Mr. Qin doesn't mind, can you come and sit at my place?"

Chairman Yang extended various warm invitations, but Qin Chuan had no intention of going.

"Let's talk about it another day, I've been a little busy lately."

"Okay, okay, I must come another day! Let's have a good chat then!"

Chairman Yang was rejected, but he didn't look angry at all.

Anthony was stunned. Who is this Qin Chuan? He is so powerful?

"By the way... I have something to show you. Come with me."

The bride pulled Wang Yue and said.

"You go ahead, I'm looking around."

Qin Chuan nodded to Wang Yue, and Wang Yue followed the bride to the back room.

Qin Chuan apologized to Chairman Yang, then walked to a corner and sat down, waiting and killing time.

He picked up a glass of red wine. At this moment, time seemed to stand still around him, and everything stopped.

"Emilia?"

Qin Chuan asked subconsciously.

"Emilia? Who is that?"

A voice appeared in Qin Chuan's ear.

Qin Chuan turned his head, and a woman wearing white clothes fell from the sky.

The woman's bare feet were on the table next to her.

She has a delicate appearance, and her blond hair is like waves.

The white clothes on her body were very simple and plain, but they could not hide her beauty.

There is a kind of sacredness in this beauty, which even Qin Chuan feels a little unable to face.

"who are you?"

"god."

The woman said simply, "The omnipotent God."

"quite funny."

Qin Chuan took a sip of the red wine in his glass and then put his feet on the table.

"I understand that mortals will not understand my power."

The woman said calmly, "Not everyone can understand the existence of God. So, if you don't understand, I understand."

"Are you done?"

Qin Chuan's face was expressionless, "That's it, can you go?"

"I'm looking for you for a reason."

The woman stood on the table and said to Qin Chuan, "You are quite capable, be my representative."

"God's game?"

Qin Chuan understood.

"Do you actually know?"

The woman nodded and said with the same expressionless face, "It seems that someone has already approached you. However, you are my spokesperson, I have already decided."

"Who are you to me? Do you still want to decide for me?"

Qin Chuan asked directly.

"Remember, my name is Joan of Arc, and I am the God of Holiness."

The woman gave her name.

"Okay, since you are here, I have some questions to ask you."

"You ask, I am God and know everything."

There was an arrogance in Jeanne's voice.

"What is God's game?"

"This is our game."

Joan of Arc replied simply, "For us gods, life is really boring, and we always have to do something to pass the time. We choose you as representatives, you fight for us, and then your wishes come true, Isn’t it great? Remember, not everyone can have this honor.”

"You mean, you think highly of me?"

Qin Chuan asked with a smile.

"certainly."

Joan of Arc nodded, "This is your greatest honor, you should feel honored."

"Thank you very much for that."

Qin Chuan said, "But I'm not interested, you'd better find someone else."

“The will of God cannot be rejected.”

Joan of Arc said, "You are not qualified to refuse."

"Hey, why, I sold it to you?"

"Become my warrior."

Joan of Arc said, "Be my warrior and win this game. You can make a wish. No matter what your wish is, I can help you realize it."

"interesting."

Qin Chuan smiled, "What if my wish is for you to die?"

"Theoretically, it's impossible."

Joan of Arc said, "Because no matter how powerful the power is, it is impossible to surpass God himself. Therefore, it is better not to make this wish, so as not to waste it."

"What if I want to become a god?"

"This is achievable."

Joan of Arc nodded, "Someone has done this before, and he is now a god."

"How many gods are there?"

"I don't know the specific number, because I haven't seen some gods before. However, I can explain the approximate number in due course. There are more than a hundred in total."

"There are so many gods. It's such a bloated organization."

Qin Chuan sighed, "What are so many people doing? They act like gods every day. It's so boring and cannot promote the development of productivity. Why don't you stop being gods and come to work in my company and work hard? I’ll pay you a salary!”

"Does a mere mortal want to enslave a god?"

Jeanne sneered, "What an arrogant mortal."

"Whether I am arrogant or not, you don't have to worry about it."

Qin Chuan said, "You are your god, and I am my man. We don't interfere with each other, what do you think?"

"This is not okay."

Joan of Arc said, "What God wants to do must never be changed."

"Why should I change?"

Qin Chuan asked, "As a god, you come to kill me?"

"Do you think I can't do it?"

As Jeanne spoke, she stretched out her hand, and the lamppost next to her immediately shot up from the ground, rose up, and then shot directly towards Qin Chuan.

This lamppost is more than three meters long. If it hits someone, it can really kill them.

But Qin Chuan stood there without moving a step. He just raised his right hand and reached out to pat.

"boom!"

This slap directly flew away the lamppost, which immediately flew more than five meters away and hit the open space next to it.

"Very good strength."

Joan of Arc said happily, "It would be a pity not to use it for me."

"I am very curious about the strength of your so-called gods."

"Those who try to challenge God die."

Joan of Arc said disdainfully, "Do you want to die too?"

"Of course I don't want to, and I don't think you can kill me."

Qin Chuan said, flexing his muscles and standing up.

"Since you are a god, I will play with you."

"Ignorant mortals, let me tell you what is the gap between man and God."

As Jeanne spoke, a pair of white wings suddenly spread out from her back and flapped.

White feathers fell down, and a holy breath surged in again.

"boom!"

Joan of Arc stepped on the ground, and the ground beneath her feet suddenly cracked, and a deep ravine appeared on the ground, spreading towards Qinchuan.

The ground collapsed, but Qin Chuan still stood there. He used his legs to forcefully pull the ground back together.

Close to the power of the Martial Saint!

Qin Chuan didn't dare to neglect, so he used his strongest strength as soon as he came up.

With this kind of skill, even Zuo Xiaolong can give him a fight!

"Taste the wrath of God!"

Joan of Arc suddenly arrived in front of Qin Chuan and punched him.

Qin Chuan subconsciously put his arms in front of him to bear Jeanne's small white palm.

A bang!

His body flew out directly, gliding in the air for a distance of more than a meter, and finally landed back on the ground with his feet firmly planted.

"Until the gap?"

Jeanne asked.

"The power is good."

Qin Chuan patted the dust on his body, stood up straight again, and then said, "But it was just a try."

As he spoke, he suddenly shook his arms and his body was wrapped in black light.

King Ming!

Even Joan of Arc felt a strong oppressive force on Qin Chuan!

She couldn't help but take a step back and frowned.

"Why...can I feel the power of a god in you?"

"I'm not a god."

Qin Chuan said, "I'm just an ordinary Chinese martial artist."

"But you can't defeat God!"

As Joan of Arc said, she pounced forward and hit Qin Chuan again.

Qin Chuan stood there without moving his feet, and punched out his left palm.

King Ming’s Mahamudra!

Jeanne's hair was flying, and a villa far behind her was directly penetrated by Qin Chuan's palm, leaving a huge palm print on the villa.

"..."

"Do you want to fight again?"

Qin Chuan asked.

"Your strength is very good, I appreciate it."

Joan of Arc said, "But if I use my full strength, you are no match for me."

"Since it's so powerful, why don't you use it?"

"Aren't you afraid that this place will be destroyed?"

Joan of Arc pointed to the surroundings, "There are also these people around, aren't you afraid that they will be in danger?"

Qin Chuan frowned slightly.

"I am a god, but that doesn't mean I have no sense of measure in my actions."

Joan of Arc said, "But if you push me into a hurry, I won't necessarily know the right amount."

"Since you don't want to fight, let's break up. What do you think?"

"Sooner or later you will promise me."

Joan said, "See you soon."

After saying that, her body turned into dots of stars and disappeared in front of Qin Chuan.

As soon as she left, time restarted and the surroundings returned to normal.

People were still chatting and the band was playing.

The two newlyweds soon stood in front of the church again and officially started the wedding.

Wang Yue sat next to Qin Chuan and said.

"I'm sorry for leaving you here alone."

"It doesn't matter. You are chatting with your friends. How can I, a grown man, have a hand in girls' matters?"

"You are quite reasonable at this time."

Wang Yue looked at the wedding and couldn't help but sigh, "A woman is indeed the most beautiful when she gets married."

"You are beautiful even when you are not married."

Qin Chuan quickly flattered Wang Yue, "There is never a time when I see you that you are not beautiful!"

"Stop flattering!"

Wang Yue rolled her eyes at Qin Chuan.

"You don't want to get married, do you?"

"What woman doesn't want to get married?"

Wang Yue sighed quietly, "Or are you saying that you don't want to marry me at all?"

"Haha, this, how is this possible..."

Wang Yue glanced at Qin Chuan twice and then said.

"Okay, anyway, I will get married at the age of twenty-eight, whether you marry me or not!"

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