"You still want to invite me to a wedding banquet."
While Zhong Wen buried several spiritual crystals in the inner corner of the outer wall of the Nangong family, he muttered in his mouth, "It turns out that you are here to make me do hard work, but I have to abandon Senior Sister Ji's gentle hometown and come all the way here...
…”
Although he complained, after arranging the spiritual crystals here, he still stood up, beat his stiff waist, and ran to another wall ten feet away, and squatted down again.
, and took out the spiritual crystal from the ring and started playing with it.
As for why the waist of an invincible saint can be so fragile, I’ll leave it to you to figure it out for yourself.
It turned out that after meeting Nangong Ling, he told all the information he got from the Men's Gang Boss Tang.
"Really?"
However, Nangong Ling, who heard about this, didn't seem to be very surprised. He just responded lightly, and then said rudely like a contractor facing a worker, "Please arrange an isolation barrier around our Nangong family."
The formation of sound and image.”
"Why?" Zhong Wen asked puzzled.
"Although Xiaojie and the others wanted to get married in a low-key manner and did not invite too many guests." Nangong Ling glanced at him, "But after all, it is a marriage between our Nangong family and the Holy Land. It cannot be too shabby, as long as it is not allowed to be seen by the outside world.
I heard that it's a bit more lively and luxurious inside, so it's not a big deal."
"Sister Nangong, setting up such a large formation will cost a lot of spiritual crystals..." Zhong Wen said with a shy face, rubbing his hands and laughing.
"Why, do you want me to pay you for this fee?" Nangong Ling glanced at him with a half-smile, and a faint golden light flashed in his smart eyes.
"No, no need." Zhong Wen's heart skipped a beat and he laughed, "How dare you trouble Sister Nangong with this small amount of money?"
"Don't say I took advantage of you either."
Nangong Ling smiled lightly and said, "Just think of it as your congratulatory gift."
Zhong Wen laughed dryly, obviously not taking her words to heart.
As Zheng Qiyuan's brother-in-law, he was certainly embarrassed to take a mere formation as a gift. Even if Zheng Qiyuan was willing to accept it, he would be absolutely embarrassed to give it away.
"I'm going out for a while."
After assigning the task, Nangong Ling seemed to have no intention of continuing the conversation, "I'll leave this to you."
"Tomorrow is the evening ceremony." Zhong Wen asked curiously, "Where is Sister Nangong going?"
Nangong Ling smiled slightly and did not answer. A trace of golden light flashed through her beautiful eyes again, and then her delicate body gradually faded away and soon disappeared without a trace...
"Mr. Sir, thank you for your hard work."
The clear and soft voice next to his ear awakened Zhong Wen from his memories.
Turning her head, what came into view was Zheng Yueting's beautiful and fair face.
"Tingting."
Zhong Wen was overjoyed and stepped forward quickly, grabbing Zheng Yueting's smooth jade hand and asking, "Why are you here today?"
"Dad asked me to come and see if there is anything I can do to help."
Zheng Yueting smiled sweetly and said, "When I came here, I heard that your husband was arranging formations for Xiao Qi's marriage. It's really hard for you."
It turned out that in the past three years, Zhong Wen had married several beauties except Shangguan Junyi, so Zheng Yueting called him the same as Lin Zhiyun, becoming "Ms."
"Why is it difficult?"
Facing his beautiful wife, Zhong Wen's attitude suddenly changed 180 degrees, with a smile on his face, "Isn't it natural for me to put some effort into my brother-in-law's marriage?"
"Ms. sir, you are so kind!"
Zheng Yueting's cheeks were slightly red, she came to him with a sweet smile, stood up on her tiptoes, and kissed him gently on the face.
"Since I'm so good."
Zhong Wen immediately pressed his nose to his face, hugged her shoulders, brought him close to her tender earlobe and blew gently, "Then how do you want to thank me?"
"me……"
Zheng Yueting's face immediately turned red and she was too embarrassed to look at him.
However, Zhong Wen had no intention of letting go, and his movements became more and more irregular.
"Don't, don't..." Zheng Yueting finally couldn't resist, and said softly in a voice as light as a mosquito, "Wan, come to my room tonight."
Then, with lightning speed, she opened Zhong Wen's hands, and her delicate body turned into a green light and disappeared in an instant.
"This wave is not a loss."
Zhong Wen salivated at the corner of his mouth and laughed strangely for a while, then turned around and arranged the formation again.
"Phew, get it done and call it a day!"
After about a moment, he finally straightened up, stretched out his hand to wipe the non-existent sweat on his forehead, and then tapped lightly from the air, "Let's try the effect."
A light-colored light curtain lit up from the surrounding walls and shot straight into the sky, instantly covering the entire Nangong family.
If you look at it from the outside, this area still has blue sky, white clouds, pavilions and pavilions, and is not the same as before.
However, at the moment the light curtain rose, Zhong Wen felt as if a large piece of his consciousness had been cut off by a sharp blade. It could only act within the high wall and could no longer sense any movement outside.
"As expected of me!"
Zhong Wen nodded with satisfaction, "The master's handiwork is extraordinary!"
After fussing for a while, he rolled his eyes, spread out his consciousness again, and began to search carefully inside the Nangong family.
"found it!"
Soon, Zhong Wen locked the location of Zheng Yueting's room. The dragon shadow hovered at his feet, a pig-like smile appeared on his face, and the whole person disappeared in an instant.
He couldn't wait until night.
…
In the early morning, the sun lazily climbs high into the sky, spreading its warm rays down on the earth.
The cries of vendors have already sounded in the streets and alleys, and wisps of cooking smoke are mixed in the fresh air, bringing the smell of fireworks and vitality to the imperial capital.
Empress Daqian's Luan Jia also quietly walked out of the side gate of the imperial city.
As a close friend of Nangong Ling, the second wife of the Nangong family, Li Yiru naturally did not want to miss Nangong Jie's evening ceremony.
Considering that the couple wanted to get married in a low-key manner, she did not bring many entourage with her. Apart from the Jinjia Guard Commander Xi Zun, there were only two royal servants, Su Menglong, the owner of Baixian Village, and Ye Mingxing, the leader of Ziyang Sword Sect.
Today's Daqian has neither internal nor external worries, and all four of them have spiritual cultivation. It is almost impossible for such a team to encounter any danger when walking in the imperial capital. Therefore, even Lord Xi is very willing to participate in happy events. Feeling relaxed and without too much pressure from escorting.
In his opinion, the masters from the two holy places of Piaohua Palace and Tiandao Alliance gathered in the imperial capital. As long as there is no trick in the mind, it is impossible for anyone to come out and act like a monster at this time.
"Down with the Empress! Restore orthodoxy!"
"Kill the witch!"
"Welcome back the Second Saint!"
"Long live sir!"
However, hundreds of shouts of killing suddenly came from all directions, completely overturning Venerable Xi's understanding.
Someone actually dares to cause trouble today?
With his mouth wide open, he looked at the many cultivators in different costumes who appeared out of nowhere, and felt that his outlook on life had been greatly impacted.
What's even more surprising is that among these brainless rioters, there are actually several spiritual masters.
"Escort!"
Before Venerable Xi could come back to his senses, Su Menglong and Ye Mingxing on the side had already jumped out like rockets, hanging high in the sky, each using their spiritual skills to hit the intruder fiercely.
He is indeed a legendary cultivator!
This psychological quality and reaction speed are truly extraordinary.
"Your Majesty, please rest in the car for a while."
A hint of appreciation flashed in Venerable Xi's eyes, and then he turned to Li Yiru and ordered, "There are just a bunch of mobs outside, and they will be dealt with soon."
"Venerable Xi, be careful."
Li Yiru nodded slightly and asked softly.
Venerable Xi laughed, and with a flash of his body, he appeared outside the carriage. He raised his hand and struck a terrifying palm force, sending an approaching thug flying off the ground, as high as the sky.
As he said, the strength of these attackers was not considered strong. Even if there were strong spiritual masters among them, they were easily defeated by Su Menglong and Ye Mingxing.
Obviously, there is also a big gap between the spiritual master and the spiritual master.
"Come on!"
"Capture the demon Li Yiru alive!"
"Kill these three witches' eagle dogs!"
"Recover the great cause!"
Seeing that these hundreds of people were about to be cleared away soon, before Venerable Xi and others could breathe a sigh of relief, another large wave of cultivators jumped out from nowhere, some with bare hands, some wielding swords, etc. Coming in the emperor's car.
"It's really endless!"
Su Menglong's face finally showed a look of impatience. He suddenly raised his arms and drew a circle in front of him, "Big Heavenly Hands!"
As he roared, a golden-red ring of energy spread rapidly in all directions, and soon passed through the attackers.
All the cultivators who were hit by this breath were like iron blocks that were magnetized. Their bodies were completely out of control, and they bumped into each other in a twisting and twisting manner. Their heads were bleeding, and their muscles and bones were broken.
, fell to the ground in the blink of an eye.
"Zhuang Master Su has good tricks..." Venerable Xi's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but praise loudly.
However, before he could finish his sentence, a sudden change occurred.
A white figure suddenly jumped out from the crowd, as fast as thunder and as fast as lightning. In an instant, he appeared in front of Su Menglong and raised his hand to slap him.
Su Menglong reacted very quickly and immediately waved his hands in response.
"boom!"
The fists and palms of the two people met, and a loud noise broke out. Then, in the astonished eyes of Lord Xi, Su Menglong, who was invincible just a moment ago, was sent flying backwards, and fell to the ground with a "boom".
On the way up, the collision caused gravel to scatter and dust to fly.
Master Su actually lost?
Venerable Xi's heart was greatly shaken, and he quickly stared at the man who had beaten Su Menglong to flight.
What appeared in sight was a cold bronze mask.
This chapter has been completed!