I walked all the way to the newcomer and only took three steps in total, leaving three footprints on the ground.

Nangong Ao touched his beard, calm and composed, with the warmth of an elder on his face: "I wish you, husband and wife a happy marriage and a happy old age."

Pu Yao smiled aloud from the side: "With this saying by Mr. Nangong, both of them will turn bad luck into good fortune when encountering things, and will turn disaster into good fortune when they are killed! The Nangong family is indeed a well-deserved example of decentness."

The believers next to them immediately shouted: "Good example, decent example..."

It made Nangong Ao's old bones lighter! He originally wanted to pull back his unsatisfactory grandson, but he didn't expect that the Tianpu Sect was really powerful and he was talking about the right example. This title is for nothing.

This silently showed his skills. It is said that Mr. Nangong is of the same skill as his sword. Now it seems that his internal strength is deep. It is still wise to save Nangong Yiyun's life last time... Although Murong Qianmo didn't want to be humble, he had to bow his head under the eaves. People regard the Nangong family as their backer, and Mr. Nangong said he was covering him. Now he still said that he was going to the pit to find something and seeking (shit) to die.

Murong Qianmo immediately bowed to the newcomer: "This time I came here to congratulate the two newcomers. The Tianpu Sect has successors. It's really a happy family."

Kuan An had a stern face, and his face that had not yet been white became even darker: "Why did you say just now that my wife is about to be a widow?"

Murong Qianmo was also thick-skinned: "That's a joke. Every time he got married in Lingchi Palace, he would say this to make the newcomers understand that good days are hard to come by."

Something nonsense, but I can't go into it. Could it be that when someone in Lingchi Palace gets married, I went to see if this happened?

"Hehe!" Puyao smiled dryly: "Murong Palace Master Murong is really interested. Please invite Murong Palace Master outside to attend the wedding banquet."

Just the open-air water banquet outside, the pig-killing vegetables on it, come on, he is the noble and beautiful man in the martial arts world, how could he sit there and eat and drink with the peddlers and pawns with a tasteless meal?

Murong Qianmo glanced at Ku Linlin, wearing a gorgeous costume, and only sighed. The beauty is good, but it’s a pity that she has something to do with her. And for a woman, it’s not worthy of her life. So she said: “Congratulations have arrived. I have something to do with this palace master, so I will take a step first.”

When Kueying, who acted as the emcee, heard this, he immediately shouted: "Greatly send the Lord Murong Palace!"

So some people shouted "Greatly send the Palace Master Murong", so respectful that it seemed like they were driving people.

When Murong Qianmo walked out, he saw Ye Hongling standing at the door and staring at him blankly, so he stopped, opened the fan to cover half of his face, revealing only a pair of eyes full of peach blossoms and spring colors and autumn water: "What's your name?"

Ye Hongling, who was so beautiful that she lost her seven souls and three souls, spit out: "Ye Hongling."

"Ye Hongling? A good name." Murong Qianmo's voice was also extremely lethal: "Hongling, there is a yard in Lingchi Palace, full of peach trees and pear trees. Whenever the flowering season is blooming, the garden is full of spring scenery. Are you willing to watch and enjoy it together? OK?"

"Okay~" Ye Hongling spit out without thinking.

Nangong Yiyun was so angry that he glared at Ye Hongling.

"Hahaha~" Murong Qianmo closed the paper fan and walked out with a smile. That beautiful face was so clear that the world was covered with a eclipse.

Now I feel much better. I will tear off one pair and make one pair!

Ye Hongling then came to her senses and saw Nangong Yiyun's angry eyes, and the people around her bulging their eyes at her. She quickly argued: "He must have used magic, yes, magic!"

What kind of magic is that this magic is probably beautiful! Everyone won’t order it and continue to the next process.

With the Nangong family as their backer, Kui Linlin and Kui An lived a small life.

The business in the town is good, and some believers have opened branches in other towns. The Tianpu Cult is slowly working towards sustainable development, and the believers are living better and better.

Kuan did not become a heavenly puppet, Kuan Linlin also helped Kuan give birth to many children and lived happily for the rest of her life.

Nangong Yiyun and Murong Qianmo became mortal enemies. Ye Hongling did not marry Nangong Yiyun. When she met, Murong Qianmo teased her for a little while, but she couldn't stand the elopement.

As a result, Murong Qianmo didn't want it at all. Ye Hongling was ashamed and returned to the Ye family and never returned to Nangong Villa. The Nangong family also saved the Ye family's face and did not tell the matter. Ye Hongling was punished to stay in the family temple for the rest of her life.

But this incident made Nangong Yiyun and Murong Qianmo form a bond, just like fighting a cock. But Old Master Nangong gave a death order. If Murong Qianmo did not take action, no one in the Nangong family was allowed to take action.

Murong Qianmo is not afraid of Nangong Yiyun, but he is worried about the strength of the Nangong family.

In order to let Murong Qianmo take action first, Nangong Yiyun tried hard to anger Murong Qianmo. But how could a decent person cursed than a person in the Demon Cult? And Murong Qianmo did not dare to start a country and scold him. Those who greeted other people's relatives and ancestors would also damage his beautiful face.

So, once they met, they would start to snatch them up, and they would speak very well. It became a great wonder in the world. If the decent and the demon cult did not fight, they would use words to stab each other in their hearts.

So much so that both of them got married, and there were a lot of children, and they even choked each other when they met.

I was pinching until I got old, so old that my hair and beard turned white. I touched each other with a crutch and I was still pinching each other.

He kept pinching until Murong Qianmo hung up first. Nangong Yiyun leaned on a crutch and was supported by his grandson to the front of the coffin: "You pervert, I have told you that you should not spend your time seeing women. Do you know now? That will make men fade prematurely. If you die, I will still live well."

Everyone was sweating, it seems that your children and grandchildren are more than others, right?

As he was talking, Nangong Yiyun actually burst into tears, crying: "Now you have a step first, who will quarrel with me in the future? You old guy, I used to curse you to die, that's just a joke. Have you taken it seriously?"

Everyone...

It seems that after anything is long, there will be true feelings. After quarrels for a long time, mortal enemies will become friends.

The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the gradual replacement of generations, and the charm of this generation has been left to later generations to become a story and legend.

After watching the whole plot, Xining let out a long sigh.

Perhaps such an ending is what Ku Linlin wants.

Mo Ming: "That's all?"

Xining: "What's wrong with this thing? I know, how can it be considered a mission if you don't die every time a mission is not killed, right?"

Mo Ming: "It's good to know! But you haven't done it once."

Xining: "I don't know what other master gods do. I only know that as long as this is what the master needs. Sometimes it needs to be vigorous and vigorous, and it is also a blessing to be plain and plain. Forget it, I can't talk to you, a bun of glutinous rice-haired dumplings. The idea is no longer on the same road!"
Chapter completed!