Xianzun is collapsing every day

Mu Chuihan picked up his sleeves, and the dark patterns of clouds and moon were embroidered with gold thread on the big red sleeves. The accessories were as complicated as the red dress he wore when he first met Ye Tingjiang.

But it was obvious that whether it was the cost or the tailoring, it was his suit that was better, so Mu Chuihan was more pleased with it.

Mingzheng sat aside and watched him fiddle with his clothes, but Shi Shi didn't know what to say.If Fuyan was sitting here, Mingzheng would have looked at him kindly, held his hand by the way and said: "In the future, if you are wronged, tell Master, and Master will vent your anger on you."

But the person sitting on the side right now is Mu Chuihan, the Immortal Venerable, who is dozens of years older than her in terms of age.

Mingzheng held back for a long time, finally looked at the face carved out of the same mold as Fuyan and said: "Well, master, senior sister wishes you a long time."

It's impossible to be an uncle, but Mu Chuihan wants to borrow with Ye Tingjiang, so it's not too much to call her a senior sister.

"Thank you, senior sister!" Mu Chuihan also changed his words without shame, and spread his hands with a smile: "Wedding gift."

Seeing that he was so invisible, Mingzheng also smiled, and put a storage ring in Mu Chuihan's palm: "They are all called senior sisters, this will not be short of you."

Mu Chuihan happily put away the storage ring, then took out a red hijab from the side, and twirled it boredly, the tassels on the side of the hijab fluttered like flowers in full bloom.

"Oh, how long do we have to wait?" Mu Chuihan was extremely bored.

Although he also likes the wedding customs in the world, it is lively and festive.But Ye Tingjiang copied it like this and made it extremely cumbersome, so he had another opinion.

"Soon." Mingzheng smiled and said, "The guests are all here."

And everyone who saw Ying Xuefeng's fiery red face showed a suspicious expression.

In the past thousand years in the world of cultivating immortals, there has never been such a festive joint loan ceremony.

"Okay." Mu Chuihan sighed, "Give him some more time."

I hope that Ye Tingjiang will be wise and pick him up as soon as possible.

"Do you really want to wear this thing?" Mingzheng looked at the hijab in Mu Chuihan's hand, and still couldn't help asking in shock.

It's good for a bride in the world to be able to cover her face with red silk, but there is no such custom in the world of cultivating immortals, not to mention that Mu Chuihan and Ye Tingjiang are both male cultivators.

"It has to be worn." Mu Chuihan supported his head: "Otherwise I'm afraid to scare them."

It's all his fault. He has done too many sins with Fuyan's face before. If other monks see his true face, the image he has worked so hard to create for thousands of years will be destroyed in one fell swoop.

Thankfully, there is such a good thing in human marriage customs, which allows him to completely cover his face and continue to maintain a sense of mystery.

Although the red hijab is paired with men's wedding clothes, it is somewhat nondescript.But anyway, other people would only laugh at Ye Tingjiang's taste, and Mu Chuihan was happy to do so.

He looked through the autumn waters and didn't see Ye Tingjiang, so he started to tell some old stories with his zither: "I think back then, when I first met Tingyun Jun, I thought he was an evil cultivator deep in the mountains, and he was planning to die together..."

Mu Chuihan spoke vigorously, but Mingzheng was dumbfounded.This version is completely different from the hero who saved the beauty that Mu Chuihan told her in the past.

"At that time, I had a thought, and immediately decided to worship him as my teacher..." Mu Chuihan said that he was proud, and immediately forgot that he was still waiting for Ye Tingjiang, and excitedly slapped the paperweight, almost standing up.

"Here we come." A voice came from outside, interrupting Mu Chuihan's storytelling in good spirits.

Zhui Xing walked in, he was also wearing a red dress, and even the little silver star on his ear was forcibly replaced by a small golden star by Mu Chuihan.

He had a dull face, seemingly reluctant, but he still reminded: "Jing Yun is coming soon."

"Ah!" Mu Chuihan suddenly jumped up, put the hijab on his head indiscriminately, immediately became blind again, and fell forward a step, hanging on Zhui Xing's arm, barely stabilized his figure.

Over there, Ye Tingjiang had already arrived at the door of his room, followed by a group of disciples borrowed from other peaks, the sound of ceremonies, music and lively people outside the door could be clearly heard.

Mu Chuihan couldn't see now, and he didn't bother to use his spiritual sense to feel it, so his hearing became more acute.He could even hear a few disciples whispering among the noise: "Can I see the face of the Immortal Venerable today?"

"Didn't you see it when you were in the sea of ​​blood?"

"Tsk, how could that be the real face of the Immortal Venerable, it looks like a mask!"

Mu Chuanhan—thought narrowly, I'm going to disappoint you again today—and walked out the door under Zhuan Xing's ruthless guidance.

"Hiss—" He heard the disciples outside gasp, and he probably didn't expect that he could still cover up tightly now.

Mu Chuihan became curious, and a faint inspiration flashed, and he saw Ye Tingjiang wearing a wedding dress similar to him, with a smile that couldn't be concealed on his calm face at the moment.

Although he was already familiar with Ye Tingjiang's face, Mu Chuihan couldn't restrain his heartbeat.He dropped the star on the side, walked slowly to Ye Tingjiang's side, and took the red silk attached to the hydrangea.

The sky was full of fallen flowers on Yingxue Peak, and surrounded by their disciples, they passed through the hall full of guests.

The ceremonial officer found somewhere imitated the lyrics in the world: "—Bai Tiandi——"

They prayed three times between the heaven and the earth, and have shared luck ever since, but they also faced all kinds of wonderful eyes from the guests together.

No one thought that they would have the opportunity to participate in the joint loan ceremony of the Yuelin Immortal Venerable, and to see the Immortal Venerable and Ting Yunjun worship in a respectful manner...

Mu Chuihan liked to see this kind of surprised expression very much. He leaned close to Ye Tingjiang and lowered his voice: "Xianjun, after paying homage, are you going to be sent to the bridal chamber?"

Then everyone saw Jun Tingyun blushing, and they were extremely curious about what the Immortal Venerable had just said.

Ye Tingjiang calmed down quickly: "The wedding banquet hasn't started yet."

"Ah~" Mu Chuihan complained in a tactful and tortuous way, and he hesitated: "But shouldn't the bride go back and wait for you to drink Hebei wine?"

"According to the ancient etiquette...not now." Ye Tingjiang stood upright, as if he didn't have any charming thoughts in his heart: "Don't say it, it's time to be heard."

"Can't hear you." Mu Chuihan smiled lowly, "My spells haven't regressed to that level yet."

Although he was only thinking about the bridal chamber, Mu Chuihan followed Ye Tingjiang's wishes and sat down at the main table.On the table are all kinds of delicacies made of spiritual materials, and there are many dishes that are obviously his taste, full of spicy fragrance, which makes people's index finger move.

Mu Chuanhan quickly put his attention on this - the delicious food on the table.His movements of picking up vegetables were very reserved, even showing a bit of elegance, but the speed was not slow at all. He quietly stuffed them into his mouth from under the hijab, and tasted all the dishes on the table in a short while.

The monks attending the banquet were actually full of curiosity about Immortal Venerable and Ting Yunjun.Normally, I would never see any of them, but this time - suddenly I saw a couple.Not long after the banquet started, guests came to them to toast one after another.

Mu Chuihan had no choice but to put down his chopsticks, he couldn't recognize all the monks at all, his eyes were dazzled.

"May Immortal Venerable and Lord Tingyun be united forever and climb the avenue together!"

"Thank you." Mu Chuihan's voice was still clear and cold, and the guest who came to celebrate his birthday immediately paid respect.

Only Ye Tingjiang heard the sound transmission immediately after he finished saying that, and Mu Chuihan's tone changed completely, a bit coquettishly: "When are we going to..."

Can't bridal chamber, at least give him enough time to eat!

Ye Tingjiang had no choice but to comfort him: "Everyone is here for you, bear with it..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw another young male cultivator walking towards them.

In order not to make Mu Chuihan too impatient, Ye Tingjiang took the initiative to stand in front of him.

Nan Xiu happily said: "Mr. Tingyun is overjoyed."

Ye Tingjiang nodded to him, picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp.

Although he didn't know who this male cultivator was, he was right after all.

The male cultivator was stunned, and then drank the wine in the glass, and then found the opportunity to report his family name: "Xiao Sheng is going down to Fugui Building."

Mu Chuihan's eyes brightened, and the word "Fuguilou" was enough to attract his attention.

"The two of you may not know me," Xiao Sheng said with a smile, "but when Xiao saw Mr. Ting Yun today, he immediately took him as his lifelong confidant."

Ye Tingjiang nodded slightly without knowing what he was talking about.He just felt that this Xiao Sheng's confidant was too easy to be... It seemed that just talking about anyone on the street was a lifelong confidant.

Xiao Sheng was not persuaded by Ye Tingjiang's indifferent expression, and continued: "Looking at the arrangement of today's co-loan ceremony, Mr. Xiao knew that Mr. Tingyun was different from others. Marriage customs in the world are very interesting, and Mr. Xiao still has some collections here. If I had known that Tingyun-jun is from my generation, I should have sent it earlier so as to add some glory to the grand ceremony!"

Ye Ting Jiang Xin said that there is no need, and he glanced at Mu Chuihan without any trace.

The true like-minded people are there.

"However, it's not too late." Xiao Sheng was able to speak happily to himself, and clasped his palms together in a moment: "There is only one time for the joint loan ceremony, but if we don't keep it together in the future, there is a full moon banquet, a first-year banquet, Xiao Mou Then let the subordinates send congratulatory gifts!"

Ye Tingjiang: "..."

How could the two of them have a chance to hold a full moon banquet!

Ye Tingjiang opened his lips with difficulty: "I think..."

Not necessarily.

"Very good." Mu Chuihan spoke before him: "Thank you, Lord Xiao, for your kindness."

Xiao Sheng really didn't expect that the cold and indifferent fairy would take the initiative to talk to him, and he was immediately flattered: "The fairy also thinks it is good?"

Mu Chuihan also smiled happily: "It's exactly..."

He and Xiao Sheng had a heated exchange, even today's real groom Ye Tingjiang was excluded, completely unable to understand what they were talking about.

After a while, Xiao Sheng left with a smile on his face, and Mu Chuihan also sat down with a smile on his face.

Ye Tingjiang asked suspiciously, "So why are you all so happy?"

In the end, Ye Tingjiang simply stopped listening.

"He," Mu Chuihan thought for a while, "it's probably rare to find someone whose taste is so similar to his. Listen, Fu Gui Lou, what a style."

"What about you?" Ye Tingjiang asked.

"Me," Mu Chuihan smiled and rolled his eyes, "because he promised to give us a lot of spiritual weapons."

He recalled the appearance of those golden spirit weapons that jumped in his mind, and looked at Ye Tingjiang, who had a helpless face, and finally said concisely: "In terms of conversion, it's only 60 Lingyu."

Mu Chuihan is not greedy, and everything will be fine if he earns money by selling himself.

He whispered: "Sorry for asking too much, after all, I haven't thanked the matchmaker yet."

If it weren't for Fuguilou, he might not know who Ye Tingjiang is now.

Ye Tingjiang was not very calm: "Yes, not too much..."

Well, now he has to re-evaluate whether he can afford to support Tangtang Yuelin Immortal Venerable.

"Hush." ​​Mu Chuihan suddenly interrupted Ye Tingjiang's words, and hurriedly stuffed a few mouthfuls of vegetables into his mouth.

He saw Geng Qingyang's figure from a distance, chewed faster, and swallowed the food.

Mu Chuihan patted Ye Tingjiang's shoulder, his joy was written all over his face: "Xianjun, what kind of amorous prodigal do you want to be today?"

Ye Tingjiang: "..."

The author has something to say: Teacher Ye: I want to be a good person.

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