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It's just that as big shots, they want to show the heart and mind of big people, and others are here, and they can't show their anger, so they smiled and nodded to this beautiful girl. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Song Suya was originally slightly worried about the head of the family, these people can't be easily offended, before the master recovered, for the Shuiyun faction, the heads of these famous sects are all unreachable figures, never thought that there would be something within reach.

"Please go forward in turn, step in the footsteps of the little woman, and don't make mistakes. Song Suya smiled and said softly.

Although they are only the heads of the family and gather together, they are mighty, and each head of the family will naturally not be alone, or have disciples, or have subordinates.

Master Kongwen was surrounded by Kongzhi, and there were still four yellow-clothed monks accompanying him, Yuanyin saw that the abbot received an invitation and wanted to go to the Shuiyun faction, so he didn't dare to hide it anymore, and told his experience of going to the Shuiyun faction in detail, for fear that it would be unfavorable to Shaolin.

He Taichong had Zhan Chun and other attendants, and although Xian Yutong did not bring two elders, he also had elite disciples accompanying him, after all, this was also an opportunity for great insight.

On the contrary, Kongtong sent the least number of people, among the five elders, there was only one Zong Weixia, and there were two disciples, although they had the guess of the Hongmen banquet, but the six famous factions gathered, but they were not afraid of their deception.

Although the anger is hidden, Song Suya is Yang Yuqi's descendant disciple, has learned the blue water trick, although the skill is still shallow, but it has a brilliant appearance, touching the heart, its smile, although not enough to fall the city, but enough to dissolve their hostility.

"Miss Song can rest assured. Song Yuanqiao stroked his hair and smiled.

Everyone naturally lined up, Master Kongwen and Kongzhi Monk stood at the front, followed by Song Yuanqiao, then Kunlun Huashan, Kongtong ranked last, invisibly showed their respective status, and the younger disciples were ranked last.

Song Suyalian's feet moved slightly, her upper body did not move, her willow waist was twisted lightly, her clothes were styled, and her movements were soothing, so that the master of Kongwen six feet behind her could see her footsteps clearly.

The path of the Purple Mountain is rugged and uneven, and she has to use light skills, and every step she takes is five or six steps away from ordinary people, and everyone is good at martial arts and can cope with it, but the surroundings are like a veil, and the fog covers their eyes, and they can't see anything clearly, which makes them inevitably muttered in their hearts.

Su Xizhi of the Kunlun faction did not believe in evil, walked and walked, deliberately no longer following the steps in front, staggered his own steps, and suddenly disappeared in place.

The people behind him stepped on his footprints and disappeared with them, and so on, every mistake was wrong, and everyone disappeared from behind Su Xi.

In front of Su Xi, it was Zhan Chun, who was not strong in martial arts, he was engrossed in the footprints, he didn't dare to be negligent, there was no movement behind him, he didn't notice it, and when he arrived at the mountain, he breathed a sigh of relief, and he noticed something strange.

"Senior Brother Su, what about Senior Brother Su?!" When they arrived at the mountain, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Zhan Chun suddenly screamed, with an expression of seeing a ghost.

Several heads also changed their faces slightly, looking at the beautiful and beautiful Song Suya, except for Wudang, the disciples of the rest of the sects were behind Su Xizhi.

At this time, the surrounding fog has dissipated, and the picturesque scenery is clearly presented, with strange rocks, craggy and abrupt, lush trees, fresh as the first wash after the rain.

In front of them were steps that stretched straight up, not steep, to the eaves pavilion on the heights.

"Those young heroes must have taken the wrong footwork, it doesn't matter, if the formation is not launched, it won't hurt people. Song Suya smiled, stretched out her snow-white soft wattle, and slapped it twice.

A slender figure suddenly appeared, and several major leaders did not notice how she arrived, as if she was standing there, but no one noticed.

The girl who appeared was bright-eyed and bright-toothed, snow-skinned, extremely beautiful, her eyes were flowing, her voice was delicate, revealing a lively and agile voice: "Senior Sister Song, what's wrong?"

"Ling'er, there are a few young heroes caught in the formation, please come over. Song Suya pointed down the mountain.

"Okay--huh-!" The beautiful girl smiled coquettishly, and agreed crisply, and her slender and delicate body rose suddenly, fluttering in the wind, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Our boss is here. Song Suya turned her head and smiled at everyone.

They looked up one after another, and as far as they could see, on the stretching steps, three people were slowly walking down, white clothes fluttering, graceful posture, although they were far away, but they were profound, and they could see the faces of the three people clearly.

Several heads are important figures, with a lot of experience, many people, and a lot of beauties, and at this time, it is inevitable that there will be a sense of amazement and dazzle in my heart.

The woman walking in the center, cold as frost, but the world is gorgeous, and only the faint glance of the bright eyes makes them intoxicated and uncontrollable.

They were dumbfounded, even if Su Xizhi and them arrived behind them, they didn't have any intention until Wen Yubing and the three of them walked up, still staring at her in a daze.

"Amitabha, is the female benefactor the head of Wen?" Master Kongwen's Zen heart is stable, not hindered by external objects, Wen Yubing's coldness only made him swing, and then he was awake, and he was already awake, and he titheed and announced the Buddha's name, which woke everyone up.

Everyone is sober, and several heads will inevitably sneer, with their identity, such a gaffe, it really shouldn't be, it's really Wen Yubing's face is too bright.

Even if Song Yuanqiao and the others had met Wen Yubing several times, every time they saw each other, they would inevitably lose their temper, not to mention that they had met for the first time.

Wen Yubing saluted lightly, still cold, and spit out words like jade beads: "Little woman Wen Yubing, she is the head of the Shuiyun faction, and she is far away, I hope you will forgive me!"

The dissatisfaction of several heads has long since disappeared, and when they saw her talking, they were cold and arrogant, and they couldn't help but have a heart of worship, and they were busy suppressing their mood and hurriedly returning the courtesy.

The heroes are sad to pass the beauty pass, they have never seen such a stunning appearance, and at this time, their manners are like young hairy guys, high power, majesty and majesty, all of which are suppressed by Wen Yubing's appearance.

Her eyes were as bright as pearls, and she swept them lightly, and those who were swept felt that their bones were light, and they hated to have to do everything to make her smile.

The mountain breeze came slowly, very fresh, and gently blowing, and their clothes fluttered, as if the fairies in the sky came from the dust.

Lin Xiaoqing and Liu Qingquan beside her stepped forward to salute one by one, and then exchanged pleasantries, Wen Yubing's expression was always cold, rarely spoke, mostly Lin Xiaoqing's gentle smile, and soon everyone walked together and stepped on the steps and entered the Water Cloud Pavilion.

In the Shuiyun Pavilion, the lanterns are colorful, and the decoration is extremely festive, and it still does not lose the original elegance.

The pavilion is as cool as water, a person sits in a chair, wearing a gray monk's robe, sipping tea slightly, and sitting in a straight posture, naturally revealing arrogance, it is the head of the Emei faction who exterminates the master, and its disciple Jing Xuan sits under her.

Hearing others coming in, the exterminator Taiwu sat upright, as if he didn't realize it, until several big heads stepped into the pavilion, he got up and turned and looked at the comer.

"Shi Taiyuan has arrived a long time ago. Song Yuanqiao clenched his fists and smiled: "Has the bride ever come?"

"I rode first, and they were still behind. The exterminator's original cold expression slowed down, after all, Song Yuanqiao's identity is different, he is the old man of this wedding, and his affection is not shallow.

The exterminator was ridden, it was a horse sent by Xiao Yuesheng, it was as fast as the wind, it was extremely fast, and it arrived at the Shuiyun Sect early, and Xiao Yuesheng and they needed to carry a sedan chair, which was naturally much slower.

Although Wen Yubing sat quietly and did not say a word, the men in the pavilion felt strange, and couldn't help but pay attention to her frown.

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As soon as pedestrians saw it, they knew that this was a group of people who welcomed their relatives, but when they saw these dozen young sedan chair men, they were inevitably surprised, he was a martial arts master with bright eyes.

Xiao Yuesheng sat on the horse, with a faint smile, it was not the first time he had been a groom, and there was no novelty, but when he thought of the flower-like beauties in the two sedan chairs, his heart was inevitably filled with joy.

Li Ruoyun and Yang Yuqi both rode green horses and walked beside the two sedan chairs respectively, as if they were companions and guards.

The two women were wearing moon-white Luo shirts, spotless, without the color of the wind and dust of the road, they were both wearing bright moon bells, their faces were hazy, and they couldn't see clearly, so the men around them were not out of shape.

Pei Jinyi and Zhou Zhiruo each sat in the sedan chair, and the sedan curtain was lowered, which was impermeable, which made the people around them quite worried.

The weather is too hot, sitting in the sedan chair, will it suffocate the bride, Fang Bilin and the others came over from time to time to ask if they want to come out to breathe.

Pei Jinyi and Zhou Zhiruo both shook their heads with a smile, the jade pendant on their chests exuded bursts of coolness, and they didn't feel stuffy at all.

"Aunt Xiao, do you want to go to the town to rest?" Fang Bilin, dressed in a lake-green Luo shirt, rode a horse to Xiao Yuesheng's side, walked side by side with him, looked at his outfit with bright eyes, and asked with a smile.

She was already familiar with him, when Old Man Fang had a big birthday, he took action to drive away a disciple of the Kongtong faction who came to take revenge, and now, he has become the husband of Pei Jinyi and Zhou Zhiruo, he feels closer, and he speaks without seeing it, jokingly called Aunt Xiao.

"It's not early, let's go straight up the mountain!" Xiao Yuesheng replied lazily.

"Hehe, I can't wait to get married, Aunt Xiao?!" Fang Bilin grinned, like a girl, with a touching style.

"......" Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her angrily.

"What person?!" The cold voice suddenly sounded, soaring into the sky, and exploded in everyone's ears, it was sent by Xiao Yuesheng's second junior sister Li Ruoyun, and everyone couldn't help but look at it.

Li Ruoyun sat on the horse, with an elegant posture, slowly drawing his sword, turning his head to look forward to it, his eyes wandering.

Xiao Yuesheng sat upright as usual, his expression did not move, but Liu Qingquan took the reins and retreated to the back of the crowd, and Li Ruoyun guarded the crowd one after the other.

A burst of laughter sounded, flickering east and west, south and north, the voice was loud and ethereal, as if coming from different directions: "The two little girls of the Emei faction got married together, interesting, interesting...... Ha ha...... haha......"

(To be continued)