The clouds spread layer by layer, and the dew also fell down, moistening the land.
The morning air is very good, everything is so peaceful.
On the stone road, some figures appear one after another. These are the invited people in the wujizong area, or the city Lord, or the owner of a certain party, or some strong people, and so on.
Li Yi came back here, and wujizong had been arranged.
Thirty miles away, in that peaceful town.
The two women also began to come to wujizong.
"Congratulations, congratulations."
"Ha ha, the Lord of Zhao has not been seen for a long time. His style is still there."
"Where and where."
There was an endless stream of gift givers, with an elder guarding the passage and, of course, some young disciples.
On this day, wujizong was very lively.
Two large areas have been vacated. The first area is for young visitors, and the second area is for the existence of City owners and family owners.
There are more and more people.
Xiangyang dressed in red, snow peaks stand up, small waist can be grasped, proud posture is difficult to hide, from a distance, like a delicate flower bud in bloom.
If it wasn't for the red cloth, maybe more attention would be focused on her. However, the visitors were more curious about who was the man who married Xiangyang?
"Am I going out?"
"Yes."
"What should I do?"
"First of all, you and Xiangyang go down from the second area to the first area, then toast, say a few words, and then come back here to worship." The LORD spoke.
Li Yi looks expressionless, nods and goes out.
The patriarch looked at him with a smile on his face
Li Yi has no choice but to squeeze out a few smiles.
Not long ago, a woman and child came here, her eyes cold staring at Li Yi's back, said: "Lord, he knows that matter."
The patriarch returned to God and looked at her: "from today on, he will become a part of the Wuji sect."
The women and children understood and did not say anything.
The end of the stone road is the highest place in the second area. From here, in-depth, it is the last area of wujizong.
Xiangyang is standing there.
Li Yi came slowly, followed by some young disciples of wujizong.
What is different from the usual is that he is dressed in red. His body is not very tall and bulky, but also natural and graceful.
If you add that face, he will appear more energetic, more temperament, noble, elegant, with some pride, like the son of a family.
After seeing Li Yi, the visitors frowned faintly. Although this person has certain temperament, if only by temperament, he is not worthy of Xiangyang!
Li Yi came here and whispered, "let's go!"
Xiangyang picked up his head slightly and did not speak.
They went down side by side, along the way, there were people shouting congratulations, giving birth to a baby and so on.
After a long time, they arrived in the first area, ushered in the eyes of countless young people.
Looking at Xiangyang, and then at Li Yi, the young men frowned one by one. Obviously, they had the same feeling. Li Yigen was not worthy of Xiangyang.
"Congratulations." Wu Qilong opened his mouth, took up a glass of wine, and drank it down in one gulp. It can be seen that he was somewhat depressed, or unwilling.
Li Yi is just an outsider. He brought him to wujizong. Now he is inexplicably the elder guest of wujizong. Not only that, but also elder martial sister Xiangyang has taken him in.
And all this is because he did not meet Kaiyuan city, did not call Li Yi, did not bring the East back to his residence.
Now there's nothing wrong.
Thank you Looking at him, Li Yi smiles inexplicably.
"Shit." Wu Qilong lowered his eyes and secretly scolded. The goods were definitely intentional.
"Congratulations..."
"Congratulations." One after another, some people held up their glasses. Although they said that it was hard for them to get drunk, they could at least disgust and disgust him. In this way, their hearts would be more comfortable.
Therefore, the young practitioners reached this consensus inexplicably.
Of course, if you toast one by one, it will be too cumbersome and a waste of time.
He went directly to a group of people, raised his glass, drank it down, and then reached the next group.
Half an hour later, we finally finished the task.
They turned and set foot on the stone road.
However, at this moment, there was a loud noise outside the wujizong, as if there were giants coming, and the whole wujizong was shaking.
Crash, everyone looked in that direction.
Then, several young limitless disciples came in flustered.Li Yi glanced slightly. Taking advantage of the fact that everyone's attention was no longer on him, he opened a corner of samsara eye and saw the scene outside the wujizong through the misty Fu array.
In the sky, there are five powerful demon birds. The size of the demon birds is like a mountain, the whole body is green, even the wings are like a body shaped by Jasper.
On top of the demon birds, there are some figures, all men of different ages. The youngest is more than 20, and the older is about 50 or 60.
However, making such a loud noise is not a person on the demon bird, but a figure standing on the stone road.
He was a young man, not very old, about 278. He was dressed in gorgeous clothes and his hair was hairpin, showing a clean and white face.
His body is a little thin, weak, giving people a morbid feeling.
But if you feel it carefully, you can detect the burning fire inside him, like a volcano about to erupt.
A very contradictory person.
That pair of eyes burning, more like the depths of hell as cold, sinister.
He just stood there, his eyes were always on the stone road, and beside him was a black coffin.
This coffin should have caused the previous movement.
An elder came slowly and opened the Fu array with a wave of his big hand.
All the people saw the visitors, either at a loss, or shocked, or showing a startled look.
The seventh son of the emperor.
How did he come here?
What does that coffin mean?
The elder, who came out, was also a little pale. He didn't expect that the seventh childe of the emperor's Dynasty had come.
The marriage was decided only three days ago, and he got married three days later. Even if he received the news and wanted to come here, he could not come here in one or two days.
Too soon.
Almost all of the top leaders of wujizong think so.
Xiangyang body a shock, silently clenched hands.
"Who is he?" Li Yi asked softly
Xiangyang had no choice but to say, "the seventh son of the emperor."
Li Yi is indifferent, the sight also congeals: "invited him?"
Xiangyang couldn't laugh and cry: "wujizong is separated from the emperor and the emperor for three days. It's not enough to send news. How can we invite him?"
I see.
This man came uninvited. He carried a coffin. He wanted to make a big fuss about wujizong, right?
It's not nice of you!
The corners of Li Yi's mouth sparked a faint smile.
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