With the two strong men, Tomahawk and Mochen, there is no doubt that Jiang Yun's marriage will go on smoothly no matter who comes again!
Jiang Yun personally led the Tomahawk into the eight empty seats on the high platform.
The rest, even Hai Changsheng, all stood up and looked at the Tomahawk with awe.
The Tomahawk, both in identity and strength, is too much for them. To be honest, sitting with the Tomahawk makes them feel great pressure.
Fortunately, the Tomahawk was very casual and smiled at the people: "don't be shy. Although you don't know me, I know your origin!"
Speaking of this, the Tomahawk held his fist with both hands, bowed deeply to the people and said, "here, I also thank you for your help!"
In the face of the axe's thanks, they couldn't afford it at all. One by one, they hurried to give back the same boxing. After a few polite words, they sat down in turn.
Although Jiang Yun also invited Mo Chen, he was rejected by Mo Chen with a smile.
He is not related to Jiang Yun. He is not qualified to sit next to the Tomahawk!
Mu Shaofeng wiped the sweat on his face, walked to Jiang Yun, lowered his voice and said, "brother, can we really start this time?"
Jiang Yun smiled and nodded hard and said, "it's OK!"
"Cough!"
Mu Shaofeng coughed loudly for two times. Then he said aloud, "ladies and gentlemen, the bride and groom are ready to worship!"
With the sound of Mu Shaofeng, thousands of monks in the mountain and sea boundary immediately quieted down.
Everything that happened before, whether it shocked or confused them, has been temporarily forgotten by them. Thousands of eyes are all focused on Jiang Yun and Xueqing.
Although Jiang Yun's body and face still have wet blood stains and his hair is a little messy, no one cares about these small details.
Jiang Yun and Xue Qing stood side by side. They could even hear each other's heartbeat.
Jiang Yun, who has always been calm, quickened his heartbeat uncontrollably at this moment.
After thousands of hardships, they finally waited until the time of worship. It is conceivable that they were excited and filled with emotion.
Jiang Yun secretly took a look at Xueqing with Yu Guang and said quietly, "Qing'er, are you ready?"
Xueqing nodded gently!
At this time, Mu Shaofeng's voice finally sounded!
"Worship heaven and earth!"
Jiang Yun and Xue Qing, holding fists with both hands, worship deeply towards this day and this place!
This worship, heaven and earth can learn, from now on, your heart is like mine!
"Second, worship the high hall!"
They turned around, facing the sea, facing the Tomahawk, facing the high platform, all the elders, deeply worship!
This worship is proved by the high hall. From now on, I swear to live and die together!
"Husband and wife worship each other!"
Jiang Yun and Xue Qing, facing each other, worship each other deeply!
This worship, heart to heart, from then on, I became a husband and wife!
After three prayers, the whole mountain and sea boundary suddenly boiled up, and everyone stood up and cheered!
On the high platform, a layer of fog has risen in the eyes of Hai Changsheng, lonely dust at night, Han Shizun and others!
Even the Tomahawk, with red eyes, said softly, "my Lord, he's married today. You can't come in person. My subordinates will come for you!"
"You can rest assured that we will certainly protect the safety of the little Lord and the little mother!"
"Bridegroom and bride, enter the bridal chamber!"
In Mu Shaofeng's almost hoarse cry, Jiang Yun took Xueqing's hand and walked into the palace with everyone's blessing.
After their figures disappeared from the eyes of the people, Hai Changsheng and night solitary dust also stood up and said in a loud voice: "ladies and gentlemen, now the wedding banquet begins, everyone is open to eat and drink!"
Although as monks, they don't need to eat and drink for a long time, this is Jiang Yun's wedding banquet. I'm afraid they can only experience it once in their life, so they naturally put down their status as monks temporarily, as if they had become mortals again and began to eat and drink!
In the palace, Jiang Yun finally reached out and gently took off Xueqing's cover, while Xueqing was red and lowered her head. She didn't dare to see Jiang Yun at all.
Jiang Yun was also at a loss. In such a situation, he had no experience and didn't know what to say.
After a long time, he scratched his head, stretched out his hand and took Xueqing's hand and said, "Qing'er, why don't we go out and respect the bar for master Tomahawk!"
According to the rules, after the bride enters the bridal chamber, the groom will go out to toast, while the bride will stay in the bridal chamber and wait, but Jiang Yun really can't bear to let Xueqing stay here alone.
Xueqing naturally won't violate Jiang Yun's words. She gently nodded and said, "OK!"
So they appeared in front of the crowd again, which also startled the crowd. Jiang Yun reached out and a glass of wine fell directly into his hand. Holding the wine, Jiang Yun said to the crowd, "ladies and gentlemen, Qing'er and I decided to have a good drink with you!"“ I'll do it first! " Looking at Jiang Yun's neck and pouring a glass of wine into his mouth, the people will come back to their senses. One by one, they immediately cheered loudly and said, "OK!" More people dared to shout: "domain master, drink, dare not use cultivation?" Jiang Yun wiped his mouth and said with a smile, "don't dare, but please wait a moment. Qing'er and I should respect all our elders first!" Jiang Yun took Xueqing, each holding a glass of wine, said softly in the direction of Jiang Village: "Grandpa, yuerou, all the relatives of Jiang Village, yunwazi, got married today!" Xueqing also said softly: "Grandpa, yuerou sister, relatives in Jiang Village, qinger toasted you!" The two raised their glasses. After drinking the wine in their glasses, Jiang Yun took Xueqing and gave the same toast to their master, senior brothers and sisters, and their parents who didn't know where they were. Then they toasted Hai Changsheng, yeguchen and Han Shizun. When the Tomahawk was respected, the Tomahawk looked at Xueqing and said to Jiang Yun, "little master, the cultivation of little master mother is a little weak. I have a suggestion!" Jiang Yun was stunned and said, "what advice?" The Tomahawk lowered his voice and said, "the 98th floor in the heavenly palace is guarded by a couple."“ Coincidentally, the two of them are also demons, so if the little mistress wants to, you can let them point out the cultivation of the little mistress! " Before Jiang Yun could speak, Xueqing said, "senior, I'm willing, I'm willing!" After saying that, Xueqing immediately realized that she had lost her manners. She blushed and bowed her head again. For Xueqing, the most important thing is that there is too much difference between her and Jiang Yun's accomplishments. Although she doesn't know how strong the couple in the guantian Palace are, she can see the strength of the Tomahawk. The strength of those who can be recommended by the Tomahawk will not be worse! Being able to follow such a couple, one's accomplishments will certainly be improved rapidly! In fact, Jiang Yun doesn't care about Xueqing's accomplishments at all, but letting Xueqing enter the guantian palace can at least ensure her safety. Therefore, Jiang Yun nodded and said, "as long as the two elders don't mind, I naturally agree!" The Tomahawk smiled and said, "they can't wait to guide the little master mother's practice!" Jiang Yun looked at Xueqing and said, "OK, after a while, I'll send qinger to guantian palace myself!" After drinking to the Tomahawk, Jiang Yun took Xueqing to continue to toast Shura and others. Looking at the figures of Jiang Yun and Xue Qing, the smile on the Tomahawk's face gradually faded. In a voice that only he could hear, he said to himself, "did your adult seal their couple on the 98th floor just to wait for the arrival of the young mistress?"“ Otherwise, how could it be so coincidence that the couple happened to be a water demon and a Snow Demon! " This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.