The happiness of fast-wearing female supporting roles, I call the shots

Chapter 1192 The Story of the Demon Sect Saintess Raising a Baby (37)
Because feelings are something that comes from a place, not blood or memory alone, and Jiang Jincang is her lifelong partner.

As long as he never betrays her, then he is her most important person, and no one can replace him.

When the wedding invitations for the two were sent out, the people who received the invitations responded differently, because the people who received the invitations included not only people from the Mo Dao Sect, but also some people from the Righteous Dao Sect who had made good friends with Jingyue Cliff.

Of course, the sects that belong to the Devil's Way are not only the Devil's Sect, but also other sects, large and small, and the Devil's Sect is only the largest among them.

Unlike the Demon Sect, which is rejected by all righteous sects, the Jingyueya sect is a sect that is both righteous and evil, neither belonging to the righteous way nor the devil way.

There are sects that have good relations with Jingyue Cliff, some of which are righteous and some of which are demonic. It can be regarded as a neutral sect.

But at this time, Jingyue Cliff's marriage with the Demon Cult undoubtedly made the righteous people a little bit dissatisfied.

After all, neither Jingyue Cliff nor the Devil's Cult is easy to provoke, not to mention that the Righteous Way and the Demonic Way have not really fought, those righteous people have no position even if they want to attack Jingyue Cliff.

After all, if they really dared to do that, they would undoubtedly push Jingyue Cliff to the side of the evil way, and this was a consequence they could not bear.

"Jiang Jincang and the Holy Maiden of the Demon Cult?" At this time, Jiang Jitong also received the invitation from Jingyueya, and his expression became a little complicated.

Jiang Jitong naturally knew Jiang Jincang, and had a deep impression of him, because they were both outstanding among the younger generation and had the same surname Jiang.

They can be regarded as relatively well-known figures in the arena, so the two are often compared by others.

Young and frivolous, who can't be competitive, so although the two have never met, Jiang Jitong has already regarded Jiang Jincang as a competitor.

As for Feng Lan, the saint of the Demon Cult, because of her status, she also attracted a lot of attention.

However, since the original owner seldom came out of the Demon Sect, and even used a pseudonym when she went out, there were not many people who had actually seen her except those from the Demon Sect.

So when Jiang Jitong met the original owner, he didn't know her identity, and he never found out why.

So Jiang Jitong never imagined that there would be a big surprise waiting for him when he went to the wedding this time.

"Lan'er, are you nervous?" Yin Yin looked at the bride in the mirror and asked with concern.

Yin Yin was wearing a human skin mask at this time, and the identity she used when she joined the Demon Cult was Feng Lan's cousin, Qiu Huahao didn't recognize her, so she acquiesced to this.

On the contrary, Qiu Yan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief seeing that his father didn't recognize Yin Yin's identity.

In fact, Qiu Yan doesn't have to worry so much at all, as long as Yin Yin doesn't get too nervous, she won't reveal her secrets easily, because the human skin mask made by Feng Lan is too realistic.

At first, Qiu Yan didn't recognize her when he saw Yin Yin after her disguise, but Yin Yin's reaction and the familiarity she gave him still aroused his suspicion.

Feng Lan had no choice but to tell him the truth, and Qiu Yan also helped to cover up Yin Yin's identity when he found out.

When Qiu Yan just found out that Feng Lan was good at disguise, his reaction was similar to that of Yin Yin, and then he strongly demanded that Feng Lan also give him two human skin masks.

Naturally, Feng Lan would not refuse his request.

"A little bit!" Feng Lan nodded, her face was rarely shy, and she was quite looking forward to this wedding.

"Lan'er, you must be happy!" Thinking of her relationship with Qiu Yan, Yin Yin suddenly felt a little sad, her voice choked with sobs.

But from the outside, it looks like he is reluctant to let his sister get married.

"Sister, I will!" Feng Lan nodded solemnly, then raised her head and said, "I hope that one day I can also hear the good news about my sister and brother Yan."

"Lan'er, you know that it's impossible for him and me to be together..." Yin Yin heard a trace of sadness in her eyes, and then interrupted her.

"Okay, today is your big day, so let's not talk about that."

The attitude was clearly evasive.

"Sister, you are too stubborn and stick to the rules. Don't you know how to adapt?" Feng Lan said with some hatred for iron.

"If it were me, I wouldn't have so many worries. It's not about making you and your master confront each other. If you want to be together, there are still many ways."

"What method?" Yin Yin was stunned when he heard the words, and then subconsciously asked.

As soon as she finished asking, she regretted it a little. Didn't she just admit that she wanted to be with Qiu Yan?

At this time, Qiu Yan, who was walking to the door and about to knock on the door, heard the conversation between the two, subconsciously stopped and held his breath.

Feng Lan glanced at the door first, and then said meaningfully: "A person can have more than one identity, have you forgotten that we can be disguised?"

"Other than that, it's okay..." Feng Lan suddenly stopped in the middle of speaking.

"What else can I do?" Yin Yin asked subconsciously, with a bit of urgency in her tone.

When Qiu Yan heard this, his heart couldn't help but move slightly, wondering what other good ideas Lan'er had?

Ever since Qiu Yan knew that Yin Yin didn't dislike him, but had concerns, his previous mentality of the Buddhist family completely changed.

He wanted to fight for it, but he gave up because he was unwilling, so Feng Lan's words undoubtedly touched his heart.

"For example, you could..."

"Young Master, why are you standing at the door and not going in?"

When Qiu Yan heard the voice behind him, he couldn't help but froze slightly, and a look of embarrassment flashed in his eyes.

It's too embarrassing to be caught on the spot for eavesdropping.

But even though Qiu Yan thought so, in order to save face, he still said solemnly: "Aren't I going to ask them if they are ready? What's the matter with you?"

"Return to the young master, the people who welcome the relatives are coming soon, I wonder if the saint is ready?" The visitor replied without any doubt.

"Well, I see, I'll go in and remind you!"

"Yes, young master! That disciple stepped back first."

After the disciple left, Qiu Yan knocked on the door. Feng Lan glanced at Yin Yin who was absent, and said, "Please come in!"

Yin Yin's face was flushed at this time, but fortunately she was wearing a human skin mask at this time, so people couldn't see that she was blushing.

It feels so embarrassing, what's wrong?
Naturally, the original topic could no longer be continued.

After Qiu Yan opened the door and came in, he looked at Yin Yin with burning eyes, she also wanted to be with him, right?
However, Qiu Yan also knew that this was not a good time to talk, so he decided to wait for Feng Lan to return home, and then ask her if there is any way for him and her sister to be together smoothly.

Yin Yin felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by him, and felt the heat on her face getting even higher. She lowered her head and did not dare to look at him.

"Lan'er, are you ready? The wedding party is coming soon!" Qiu Yan turned his gaze to Feng Lan and said nonchalantly.

"Well, we're almost ready. Let the matchmaker come over."

(End of this chapter)