Just when everyone was in a hurry, Yang Yiyun walked out of his room, holding several sets of wedding dresses in his hands.

Looking at his tired face, the resentment in the hearts of several women dissipated a lot.

Grandma saw that Yang Yiyun was also relieved, and a smile appeared on her face, but she still walked over and laughed and scolded Yang Yiyun's ears and said, "You bastard boy came back with such a dish, hurry up and go with grandma to meet the guests." ”

was pinched by her grandmother's ears, Yang Yiyun deliberately grinned and said, "Grandma hurts and hurts, I'll just go, but you let me put down my wedding dress." ”

"Hurry up, come out to the living room. Grandma laughed and scolded and walked away.

At this time, several women looked at Yang Yiyun one by one, and there was emotion in their beautiful eyes.

Zhao Nan looked at the flickering silver light of the wedding dress in her hand and said, "After disappearing for so many days, you went to make a wedding dress?"

"Hehe, what's the matter? Are you still worried that I'm running away? How is this possible, let one by one the wives run away, that's a fool, come and come and everyone has a set, haha. ”

As he spoke, Yang Yiyun sent down the wedding dress in his hand, Zhao Nan was red, Lin Huan was orange, Ning Ke was yellow, Bu Qingmei was green, Yuan Jinfeng was cyan, and Ouyang Yuqing was blue.

Finally, there is a purple and a bright red groom outfit in his hand.

Zhao Nan squinted at the purple wedding dress that was still in Yang Yiyun's hand, and glanced at it with some meaning: "Go to the front hall to meet the guests, rest early, quietly you are tired." ”

After finishing speaking, Zhao Nan smiled and said, "Sisters, let's try on new clothes." ”

With Zhao Nan's emotional intelligence, she could naturally guess who the last set of purple wedding dresses in Yang Yiyun's hand was left to, she had followed Yang Yiyun for several years, how could she not know the reason for Liu Lingling's existence.

But this kind of thing, she naturally won't ask about it, but she is thinking in her heart whether to call Liu Lingling, anyway, it doesn't matter if Yang Yiyun has more or less around now, why not make him happy?

Thinking like this, Zhao Nan turned around and left with a few sisters.

And Yang Yiyun looked at the purple wedding dress in his hand, with an embarrassed face, he knew that Zhao Nan had guessed who this purple wedding dress was left for, but she was smart and didn't say it.

On the contrary, it was because he himself was in a hurry to come out after nine days had passed in the Qiankun pot space because of the calculation of time, and he did not put away the last set of wedding dresses, so that Zhao Nan could take a meaningful look.

With a sigh, he put away the purple wedding dress and said to himself: "Forget it, as long as she is happy, you can do anything." After finishing speaking, Yang Yiyun walked to the front hall to meet the guests.

After he left, Wu Moqiu's figure appeared from the corner, looking at Yang Yiyun's back as he left, and muttered, "Sir, I wish you happiness." ”

Wu Moqiu's face was lonely when she spoke, but it was also fleeting, she liked her husband, but she also knew that it was impossible, she was a ghost cultivator after all, and she didn't even have a real body, although she had the body of a true spirit after cultivating the soul, but after all, it was not a real body, and in her heart, maybe only one day she would achieve a ghost and a fairy body, and she could express her heart to her husband.

Wu Moqiu felt that she was not qualified to be with her husband.

At this moment, the figures of my sister Wu Moxia and Qiao Fu appeared, in Wu Moqiu's body.

"If Qiu'er likes Mr., go and confess, don't be bored in your heart, Mr. is a broad ......" Wu Moxia's words were not finished, but was interrupted by Wu Moqiu: "Sister, don't say it, we are ghost cultivators, and I don't want to cause trouble to Mr., so let everything be." ”

"Silly sister, what kind of character is Mr., how can he care about this, and my sister can see that Mr. is actually good to you, you have been by Mr. all these years, just like the shadow of Mr., how can you not have a good feeling?" Wu Moxia felt a little sorry for her sister, how could she not see that her stupid sister liked Mr., but she didn't dare to say it.

Qiao Fu also pondered and said: "Qiu'er, don't be afraid, I'll go to Mr. and say, I believe that Mr. will accept you." ”

"No, don't, I'll solve my affairs by myself, Brother Qiao, you and my sister don't care, in fact, it's not my luck to be by Mr. 's side all the time, the housewives around Mr. Guan, even Master Zhao hasn't been with Mr. for as long as I do, so let everything be~" Wu Moqiu said in the end, his eyes were full of tenderness.

In fact, it's just unrequited love, and she also understands that Yang Yiyun cares about her ghost cultivation in her heart, which is the weak point in her heart.

......

Not to mention the conversation between Wu Moqiu and the three of them, Yang Yiyun didn't know Wu Moqiu's thoughts at all, after going to the front hall to see the families of several women, it had already passed in the middle of the night, and it was about to dawn, Yang Yiyun didn't plan to go to sleep, and directly entered the Yunmen Dongtian Monastery.

Looking for the old ghost to find the crane and birds last time, ready to welcome a few brides from Yun Village on an auspicious day tomorrow to enter the Yunmen Cave to worship heaven and earth, although the birds welcome relatives.

After learning about the layout inside and outside the wedding scene with Chen Qiwhip, Li Dayi, and Liu Xiqi, it was already dawn and under the urging of Chen Qiwhip, the chief manager, Yang Yiyun hurriedly changed into the groom's clothes and prepared for the wedding ceremony.

The person who presided over the wedding ceremony, Yang Yiyun was looking for his grandfather Duanmu Xingtian, and he had already sent someone to Nanguo to invite his grandfather ten days ago.

Today he has to wait to meet his grandfather.

After changing into the red groom's clothes, Yang Yiyun was full of joy, walked out of the monastic hall, looked at the busy Yunmen disciples, and the people in the ancient martial arts world who had already sat down and waited for the wedding to begin, Yang Yiyun remembered that the results of the old Fang's alchemy were about to be used today, and I don't know if the old Fang's 10,000 pills have been refined.

Then he said to Wu Moqiu: "Qiu'er, you go and see how the situation of refining the pill over there is going?"

"Yes sir, I'll go right away. ”

After Wu Moqiu left, Qiu Yun hurriedly walked in, and when he saw Yang Yiyun dressed in a bright red groom's outfit, a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes, but then he flashed away, and stepped forward and said: "Sir, old lady asked me to invite you over to welcome guests, saying that it was the master of the southern country who invited the family to arrive." ”

Yang Yiyun didn't observe the loneliness on Qiu Yun's face, listened to her and said in surprise: "It's my grandfather here, okay, I'll go to greet you." ”

......

When I walked out of the Cloud Gate Cave, I found that my grandfather and grandmother had already walked to the gate, talking and laughing and walking towards the old house.

Yang Yiyun saw that his grandfather Duanmu Xingtian was followed by more than a hundred good people, and it seemed that all the Duanmu family members had arrived, and he was still happy in his heart: "Sure enough, my own family, my grandfather's family is all here." ”

Lao Yuan shouted happily: "Grandpa~" trotted over as he spoke.

Duanmu Xingtian bricks, seeing Yang Yiyun's face was also full of smiles: "Good boy, grandpa is late, you won't blame grandpa, right?"

Yang Yiyun originally had a smile on his face, but when his grandfather turned his face, his smile was stiff, because of the vicissitudes of her grandfather's face, and he sensed that his grandfather was already an ancient martial artist in the virtual realm, which was in his expectation.

But when his grandfather turned his head, Yang Yiyun saw that his grandfather was dozens of years old, and his appearance was like an old age.

Moreover, one of my grandfather's left arms was also wearing an empty robe, and apparently one of his left arms was missing.

Walking to his grandfather's side, Yang Yiyun reluctantly smiled and said, "Grandpa can come, I can't be happy, how can it be strange?" After speaking, he looked behind Duanmu Xingtian and asked, "Where is my grandfather's uncle?"

When this sentence was asked, he found that Duanmu Xingtian's face twitched, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, and he smiled reluctantly: "Today's day of your wedding, wait until after your wedding, talk about your uncle's affairs." ”

At this time, the grandmother also said: "Bastard boy, let the old man of the in-laws go in to drink tea, stand at the door like something, and sit down and say something at the door." ”

Yang Yiyun lightly touched his grandfather's empty sleeves, felt a pain in his heart, nodded, let his grandfather enter the door first, and let Li Dayi arrange for the disciples of the Duanmu family to rest, something must have happened to the Duanmu family.

After forcibly entering the hall and taking a seat, grandma saw that Yang Yiyun had something to say to Duanmu Xingtian, so she excused herself to go to see a few brothers and girls and leave.

After her grandmother left, Yang Yiyun couldn't help but ask, "What happened to my grandfather? Why don't you have your left arm? What happened to my uncle?"

There were three questions in a row, each of which made Duanmu Xingtian's face twitch, and his eyes were full of pain.