"Mayor Zhou, I'm sorry, the wedding has just started and the sect master cannot greet it in person. Please forgive me..." Steward Yang on the side said with a smile to Zhou Kun.
"As for Butler Yang, we came to the door abruptly..." Zhou Kun said quickly.
The Yaowang Sect is not a small sect like the Xuantian Sect. This is a sect with powerful Nascent Soul (god realm) leaders. Not only that, the Yaowang Sect has always been rich in all kinds of elixirs, including the Tianjian Sect, Xiaoyao Sect, etc.
The most powerful sect in the Zhenwu Region besides the Zhenwu Immortal Sect, such as the Mystic Immortal Sect, has excellent relationships.
If he hadn't held the title of mayor, with his little cultivation, he might not even be qualified to enter the mountain gate. Now Taoist Sun Yun, who is now the master of Yaowang Sect, could nod and say hello to him in person.
I feel very honored already.
"Mayor Zhou, if you don't mind, please come here..." Butler Yang chuckled, placed Zhou Kun and others at a table at the back, and went to do his own business.
Zhou Kun and his son were sitting there. Not only did they not complain at all, but they felt uneasy in their hearts. In just a short while, he had discovered that among the guests around him, there were many famous figures in Zhenwu Region.
Song Qingshu, the chief disciple of the Tianjian Sect, Wuya Laodao, the third elder of the Xiaoyao Sect, Qi Hong, the seventh elder of the Mystic Immortal Sect, and even a rarely seen Tianle Palace sent people.
This is a relatively mysterious sect in the Zhenwu Region. Zhou Kun has never seen it before. He only heard that this sect is all women. Each woman is wearing colorful clothes and veils. The two women sitting next to Song Qingshu are
The woman in colorful clothes is a member of Tianle Palace.
In addition to these sects whose strength is far superior to that of Yaowang Sect, dozens of sects like Shuiyue Sect and Wuhua Sect who are similar in strength to Yaowang Sect naturally also sent people to congratulate them. Zhou Kun even saw it in the crowd.
The figure of Gui Jianchou, the leader of the Ghost King Sect.
When he thought that Li Changguo, the proud disciple of the Ghost King Sect, died in the hands of the man next to him, Zhou Kun was frightened. If Gui Jianchou really knew about this.
Even if Li Changguo and others were not killed by him, they would probably kill him to vent their anger.
Especially when he saw Gui Jianchou looking out the door from time to time, with an anxious look between his eyebrows, Zhou Kun vaguely guessed that this person was probably waiting for Li Changguo to send the "Nine Nether Immortal Grass".
Come.
Zhou Kun quickly glared at the subordinate behind him who was keeping the Nine Nether Immortal Grass, indicating that he must keep an eye on the Nine Nether Immortal Grass and not take it out before Gui Jianchou left.
The subordinate understood this and quickly covered the bag in front of him.
Zhou Kun's expression naturally fell in Ye Xiu's eyes. Ye Xiu also looked at Guijianchou and saw that this man's face was pale, his eyes were sunken, and he exuded a sinister aura. It was obvious that he was also a demon cultivator.
A category of merit.
But the other party's aura was particularly strong, and it was on par with the leader of the Medicine King Sect sitting in the first seat.
In addition to the two of them, there were many people present who had similar auras to them. They were either Qi practitioners who had formed a Nascent Soul or warriors who had entered the realm of gods.
I never expected that in three years, there would be so many strong people in the world.
It seems that the revival of spiritual energy has indeed brought these hidden sects into the world one after another.
At this time, the wedding was already halfway through.
Both the bridegroom and the bride stood in front of Taoist Sun Yun, the master of Yaowang Sect, and they were about to kneel down and worship the heaven and earth, and finally became husband and wife under the witness of everyone.
"Mom, don't marry him...Mom..." Just when the two were about to kneel down and worship the heaven and the earth, a clear child's voice sounded.
Then everyone saw a little boy with tattered clothes, scars all over his body, and a completely swollen face running over.
Behind him, there was another warrior who was at least in the innate realm and was following quickly, seemingly wanting to take the little boy away. However, although the little boy looked only seven or eight years old, he was extremely fast.
By that time, I had already rushed to the wedding venue.
Everyone's eyes also fell on the little boy's body, and they saw that almost all the exposed parts of the little boy were covered with wounds. Many of the wounds had been stuttered and broken open, and there were many whip marks on his body.
It looked extremely miserable.
What's going on?
The face of Sun Yun, the leader of Yaowang Sect, became even more ugly. The man who was chasing the little boy turned pale with fright. With a "pop", he knelt down to the Taoist Sun Yun in front of him.
The bride, whose head was covered, trembled even more, as if she wanted to take off the head covering, and stepped forward to hug the little boy. However, the groom next to her whispered in her ear: "Don't move if you don't want him to die."
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How dare the bride do anything rashly?
"Uncles, uncles, grandparents, please make the decision for my mother. This bad guy threatened my mother with my life to marry him. My mother doesn't want to marry him. Please make the decision for our mother and son..." the little boy thought.
He was about to rush over, but was intercepted by several men.
He quickly yelled at the surrounding crowd.
The words caused a stir, and many of the guests who came showed surprise. Obviously, they did not expect that there was such a story behind this wedding.
The bride was forced?
Taoist Sun Yun's face became even more ugly, and his eyes revealed cold murderous intent.
"Qi'er, don't talk nonsense. Uncle Sun has been a life-saving grace to our mother and son. He is also very good to mom. Mom did everything voluntarily..." The bride seemed to sense Taoist Sun Yun's terrifying murderous intention, and was afraid that he would kill her on the spot.
His son quickly spoke.
"Mom, I know you are worried that they will kill me, so you have wronged yourself, but if you do this, what will happen if dad comes back? How sad will dad be? Mom, even if Qi'er dies, I don't want mom to marry this bad guy, ugh
Wuwu..." The little boy struggled hard to break free from the restraints of the people in front of him, while shouting desperately.
Tears kept falling from the corners of his eyes.
The bride's delicate body trembled again, and tears were already streaming down her face under her head. Even the corners of her mouth were bitten by herself, and bright red blood flowed down.
What to do when dad comes back?
What should I do if my father is sad?
Will dad come back?
"Let him go..." Just when the bride was about to say something, a cold voice came from the crowd.
Hearing this cold voice, the bride's whole body trembled. She almost instinctively raised the hood on her head, looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a man in black clothes stepping out from the crowd.
One step out...
Looking at that delicate face and that slender figure, the bride felt as if she had come from hell to heaven.