"Xuandu Lingjun has five thousand high-grade spirit stones, and Kongtong Sword Saint has five thousand high-grade spirit stones. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" The voice of the ceremonial official still echoed in the hall, and the mood of the micro-life dream butterfly was a little better, but he heard the ceremonial official shouting loudly at the end: "Donghai Shenjun, 100,000 high-grade spirit stones." ”

Weisheng Mengdie suddenly froze, and looked towards Yun Qianlu with hot and enthusiastic eyes, without the slightest concern for the eyes of others.

However, no one noticed her, because the entire wedding hall was boiling, and everyone looked at Yun Qianlu with admiration, feeling at his strong financial resources, or looking at Xuanyuan Mingyue with envy, envying her for having such a master who combines wealth, status, appearance, and cultivation.

Yun Qianlu has always been low-key, perhaps taking into account the friendship with Taiwei Immortal Master for many years, so I hope he can be a little more beautiful. But Yun Qianlu didn't expect that everyone in the Poseidon Gate was so optimistic about this family business, and everyone tried their best to express their dissatisfaction, although it hit the bride, they also forgot that the saddest person was the groom.

Yun Qianlu looked up at the ceremonial platform and found that the Taiwei Immortal Master was also looking at him. Taiwei Immortal Master's eyes were sorrowful, revealing a trace of death, and he didn't know what was depressed in his heart.

"Let me in, let me in!" With the hoarse and crazy shouting, there was a sudden sound of pulling and fighting at the door of the banquet hall, and then Song He, who was covered in blood, broke in from the main entrance and staggered to the wedding hall.

Originally, the atmosphere in the hall was relatively active, but the moment he saw Song He, it instantly quieted down.

Every step Song He took was very difficult, as if she had pulled a wound, and drops of blood fell to the floor with her steps, making a ticking sound in the quiet and silent banquet hall, which touched the hearts of the entire Seagod Sect disciples.

The girls who were originally good friends with Song He were also sour in their hearts for Song He, who was so embarrassed, and sobbed softly.

"Immortal Master," Song He finally walked under the ceremonial platform, this short short distance, it seemed to take her life's strength, her eyes were dim, but she still stubbornly asked: "Seven days ago, you asked me to be in the peach forest, saying that you had something to say to me, I want to know, what are the words." Song He said this, but tears flowed uncontrollably down his cheeks.

"Auntie, if you want to ask my father-in-law, I'll say hello for you. I, as a lady, should share my worries. Weisheng Mengdie smiled at Song He, pretending to be enthusiastic and inserted between Song He and Taiwei Immortal, blocking Song He's entire vision.

"Get out of the way. You haven't finished your courtesy, and you're not his wife. Song He spoke, and with a gentle push of his hand, the micro-born dream butterfly fell to the ground.

What's the matter, the disciples sitting in the banquet hall all stood up in surprise, they just saw that Weisheng Mengdie was pushed to the ground by Song He, her forehead slammed on the edge of the table, knocking out a big blood hole, and then the bride fainted.

Either way, it's too much to knock the bride out at the wedding. The disciples who had helped Song He just now all looked at Song He with some anger, feeling that she was a little terrible at this time.

Xuanyuan Mingyue, who was sitting in the first row with Yun Qianlu, had been keeping a close eye on all her actions because she knew the personality of Weisheng Dream Butterfly.

Just now, she could see clearly that Song He didn't exert any force at all, it was Weisheng Mengdie who was lying on the ground by herself, and slammed her head into the corner of the table. However, even so, it will not be unconscious.

Song He looked hopelessly at the micro-life dream butterfly that had fallen to the ground, and looked around to find that people's eyes were full of disappointment. But she still pretended to be strong and asked again: "Immortal Master, I want to know ......"

"Song He, Weisheng Mengdie is my wife, you are too much." Taiwei Immortal Master looked at Song He's gaze a little evasive, and then planned to pick up the micro-life dream butterfly lying on the ground.

"Immortal Master," Song He's tears flowed down like a downpour, her vision was blurred, but she still looked at the figure in front of her steadily, and said, "I don't understand, ten years is not as good as seven days, but I don't want to understand now." After Song He said this sentence in despair, he resolutely pulled out the dagger hidden in his body and stabbed it towards his heart.

Xuanyuan Mingyue was frightened, and pulled Yun Qianlu's sleeve a little anxiously, shouting: "Master, Senior Sister Song He!" ”

When Xuanyuan Mingyue felt that his heart was tearing and hurting together with the dagger that Song He stabbed into his body, the silver dagger turned into a pool of empty water in Song He's hand.

There was a golden light shrouded around Song He, and Xuanyuan Mingyue knew that it was the master's spiritual power.

Looking at the intact Song He in surprise, Xuanyuan Mingyue was a little relieved, and saw Weisheng Mengdie jump up from the ground all of a sudden, tearing the clothes on her body as she jumped, and shouted in horror: "Who is it, who put so many snakes on me." ”

At this moment, the companions who had just been disappointed in Song He immediately realized that Weisheng Mengdie was pretending to be dizzy just now, and they were even more dissatisfied with this bride-to-be.

However, the Taiwei Immortal Master took action to dissolve the obstacle on the Weisheng Dream Butterfly, turned around and returned to the ceremony, and said solemnly: "The Weisheng Dream Butterfly is my wife, I have already decided like this, and no one can change it." I hope you give her the respect she deserves. ”

Turning his gaze to Song He, who was still crying in place, Taiwei Immortal Master said faintly: "Today, I will accept Song He as my personal disciple and teach me what I have learned all my life. If she succeeds in learning, I will pass on the Taiwei pulse to her. When the time comes, I will take my wife and go back to the mountains and forests. ”

"Okay," although Song He's face was full of tears, he forced a smile on his face: "I want to see if she will accompany you to the mountains and forests when you have nothing in the future." ”

The entire banquet hall was silent, and the hearts of everyone present were extremely heavy.

Weisheng Mengdie glanced at Song He disdainfully, and snorted coldly in his heart, you are sure that he can live to that day.

A good wedding banquet, made like this, the atmosphere of the whole banquet is lifeless. At this moment, a waiter rushed in, and everyone who attended the wedding received a return gift from the Taiwei Immortal Master.

Wow, so much~

Oh my God, is this for me~

There was a lot of discussion in the hall, and it was ten times more lively than before.

What exactly did the Taiwei Immortal Master give? Xuanyuan Mingyue curiously opened the space jade pendant handed by the waiter, looked at it slightly, but her eyes widened instantly.

Is Taiwei Immortal Master going to scatter all his wealth? Xuanyuan Mingyue counted them, and he gave himself 50,000 high-grade spirit stones. (To be continued.) )