[The computer card is dying, I haven't logged in for a long time, and I'm also drunk. I wanted to write two more chapters and send them tomorrow, but I was in no mood at all. No way, push a girl]

The wedding of the Holy Lord of Yaochi, not to mention the celebration of the whole world, is not much different.

Countless holy places, and countless scattered cultivators came to congratulate.

Everyone was very curious about the man Yao Chi Shengzhu would marry. After all, everyone has never heard of Lu Yun's name. It's just that no one dares to underestimate Lu Yun, who can be valued by the Holy Lord of Yaochi and marry the other party, it is obvious that Lu Yun has something magical.

Ye Fan led people to the Holy Land of Yaochi, but did not show up. As a holy body, he stirred up the world, and countless people wanted to kill him to eat meat and drink blood. Although Ye Fan is not afraid, he is not willing to fight a big battle without knowing it.

What's more, today is Lu Yun's wedding, and Ye Fan doesn't want to stir up the unrest of the wedding.

Li Xiaoman and Liu Yiyi's three daughters have also settled down a lot, and they understand what Lu Yun's interest is better than anyone else. It's just a woman, it's not that I haven't seen it, and the other party is still the famous Holy Lord of Yaochi, and his identity is more noble than the three of them.

But no matter how noble it is, it's not the same as a revenant under a stick?

They can still understand the affection of carrying a gun.

"The ancient clan was born and came to the holy land of Yaochi, and I don't know if it is a blessing or a curse."

Ye Fan frowned slightly, watching the powerful Gu clan warriors walk into the Yaochi Holy Land, and couldn't help but say with some worry. Pang Bo on the side smiled coldly: "What are you afraid of, there are imperial soldiers in the Holy Land of Yaochi, if anyone dares to make trouble, just fight." Besides, it's not like we're not without the strength to fight. ”

"If you want to talk about imperial soldiers, these ancient clans are even more profound."

Ye Fan sighed, compared to the human race, the strength of the ancient race is even greater. Not to mention the heavenly treasures accumulated over countless years, just the surviving saints' heritage is suffocating. If it weren't for the white-clothed God King, the existence of Gai Jiuyou gave Ye Fan confidence, and Ye Fan was really reluctant to come.

"Let's go, let's go see what the hell Lu Yun is doing."

Ye Fan took the lead and walked over, and Pang Bo smiled: "Lu Yun doesn't do ghosts, people are doing the Holy Lord." ”

Ye Fan's face turned dark, and he looked at Pang Bo speechlessly. Noticing Pang Bo's envious and jealous expression, he couldn't help but say, "Brother, you are also jealous? ”

"Cao, you are a full man who doesn't know that a hungry man is hungry, you still have Ji Ziyue's little son, Lao Tzu has always been single. Grandma's leg, Lao Tzu decided, when the cultivation breaks through and becomes a saint, I must find a group of women to have a good time. Well, just look for a friar of the Holy Lord level. ”

Pang Bo's face was full of resentment, and his heart was depressed. In order to cultivate, a group of people are not close to women, and they work extremely hard. Now that I think about it, it's too bad. Look at Lu Yun, not to mention Li Xiaoman, now he is even involved in the Holy Lord, they are all from the earth, why is the difference so big?

"Find Lu Yun, let's go back to Earth and have a look. Ye Fan, we should go back too. ”

Everyone was silent, in fact, they had long wanted to go back, but in order to find Lu Yun, they delayed a lot. Now that Pang Bo mentioned it, he couldn't help but think of his relatives on the earth. Decades have passed, and how are you doing?

Uprooted, a battle of life and death.

Although they have embarked on the path of cultivation, they have given up even more.

Can the relatives in the hometown stop the passage of time?

The black silk beautiful legs, the high-heeled beautiful picture, is it still so charming and charming.

Everyone misses it very much, wants JK songs, wants to dance, and wants to play games and watch movies and television.

However, it is not available.

Ye Fan sighed, he was most worried about his parents. Decades have passed, and my parents are probably much older. Fortunately, there is no shortage of money at home, life is good, and the second elder should be in good health.

As long as you go back, you can help them wash the essence and prolong their life.

In Ye Fan's hands, there are many treasures.

Climbing up the stone steps, Ye Fan's identity is known to countless people, and the female disciple who guards the mountain to welcome guests is as beautiful as a flower, and a trace of doubt flashed between her eyebrows when she noticed Ye Fan's appearance, but she still smiled and greeted her enthusiastically: "The Holy Body is coming, and the Yao Chi is shining." ”

Ye Fan stopped, smiled slightly, looked at the female disciple and nodded: "The Yaochi Holy Land has helped me a lot, and the Holy Lord is famous all over the world." Now that the Holy Lord is getting married, as a back, he naturally wants to congratulate him. ”

"Then thank you Eucharist, the Lord and the Father are waiting above." The female disciple turned sideways slightly, and led Ye Fan and the others to walk up. There was a gentle air between his eyebrows, and there was a hint of exploration in his eyes.

"Speaking of which, the appearance of the Eucharist really resembles that of the Holy Father."

"Hehe......"

Ye Fan touched his nose and twitched the corners of his mouth. The heart says that it can't be like it, we are twins. However, noticing the female disciple's puzzled eyes, she didn't explain it. He just smiled and walked on.

Behind them, Pang Bo and Li Xiaoman looked weird, and followed with a smile.

The temple of Yaochi is full of people, like a fairyland.

On the huge square, white jade tables are placed, cherishing delicacies and exuding infinite spiritual light.

A big wedding, Yaochi held a very grand wedding. Not to mention the countless people who came to congratulate them, just some of the minor monks on the periphery ate and drank extraordinarily. The holy land is profound, and it is surprising to see what comes out of your hands.

Countless people looked at the divine fruit in front of them and swallowed their saliva, staring at the wine in the Qiankun pot with their eyes shining. A congratulatory greeting may be able to raise them to a higher level of cultivation. For Yaochi's generosity, everyone admired it even more.

Ye Fan walked on the central white jade passage, with his hands behind his back, moving forward step by step. Under the guidance of the female disciple, he walked towards the central hall. The real honored guests are in the middle of the main hall. Ye Fan came to the main hall and was slightly stunned.

The female disciple's face flushed, and she explained with silky eyes: "The Holy Lord is still practicing, please wait for a while, and I will go to pass it on." ”

"The Holy Lord is indeed a model for me......"

"It's just that, on the day of the wedding, I'm still practicing."

"With such hard work, it's no wonder that cultivation is so profound. In my generation, the Holy Lord was the first to survive the heavenly tribulation and achieve holy might. ”

Everyone admired it, but they didn't notice the female disciple's pretty crimson face.

In the apse, a charming moan came. The female disciple walked lightly, stretched out her head, and looked at the hidden door with watery eyes. But I saw two snow-white figures sweating profusely, the Holy Lord was dressed in bright silk pajamas, holding the saint who was also dressed, their eyes were blurred, the tip of their noses pressed against the tip of their noses, and their red lips were dripping with water. Four long snow-white straight legs are entangled with each other, clamping each other's slender waists. Gently twisted, the amplitude is very restrained.

The tall Holy Father stood aside, squeezing the Holy Lord's snow-white buttocks and roaring angrily.

Such an exciting scene made the female disciple couldn't help but breathe rapidly. She has experienced too many such scenes. After all, there are many monks and few meats, and every time the Holy Father preaches the scriptures and teachings, a group of female disciples who have no status can only combine and listen together.

Of course, it was the first time for the noble Holy Lord and the Holy Maiden to experience such a scene.

(End of chapter)