Honghuang, my panda is very strong

Jiang Yi glanced at the little guy in Lingyue's arms in the audience, and smiled knowingly with admiration.

It has to be said that the body of the Shenwu clan is still very strong, although it is not as good as the monster clan.

But compared to the human race, he was much stronger. After a while, Suan Xuan got up from the crowd.

There was still a look of horror and pain on his face.

Looking deeply at Jiang Yi on the stage, he turned and left without saying a word, his back was a little lonely and thin.

The spectators below were also silent. The strongest young generation in their clan lost to Jiang Yi.

What else is there for others to jump around.

On the stage, Jiang Yi showed a satisfied smile, looked around everyone, and said loudly:
"Since there are no more challengers, I will marry the saint in a few days, and everyone is welcome to join us!"

Halfway through the conversation, many people have left one after another.

It's too shameful, too aggrieved, they have never suffered such aggrieved!
Watching the crowd below slowly recede, Jiang Yi also walked off the ring.

His face turned ugly for a moment, Suan Xuan's blow just now did him a lot of damage, and the back was purely forceful.

Seeing Jiang Yi's face change, Jiufeng immediately fell in front of him from the air.

Wei Wei supported Jian Yi's body and asked:

"Are you OK?"

Jiang Yi shook his head slightly, smiled wryly and said:

"Fortunately, he came up in the second game. If we delay a few more games, I'm afraid that will kill me!"

Of course, Jiang Yi was just afraid. If his life was really in danger, Tuantuan would definitely make a move.

Jiufeng quickly took out a bottle of pills from his cuff, poured out two pills and handed them to Jiang Yi, saying:
"This is the witch energy pill, which can restore and heal wounds, take it quickly!"

Seeing that after Jiang Yi swallowed it, his pale face turned red.

Jiang Yi also felt that the pain in his body gradually eased a lot.

"The effect is good, it seems that you have prepared for it."

Jiang Yi smiled at Jiufeng.

He knew that this was specially prepared by Jiufeng in order for him to survive the group arena.

Just thinking about it, Jiufeng didn't expect the group arena to end so soon.

Jiang Yi originally wanted to fight for three days and three nights, but now he has no chance.

Phew, it was just a joke, Jiang Yi secretly thought that it was beyond his expectation that it could be solved so quickly.

After solving this problem, Jiang Yi can marry Jiufeng smoothly.

Feeling that his body has almost recovered, Jiang Yi glanced at the Wushen Palace behind him, and started to walk up the steps.
Coming to the gate of the Wushen Palace again, he said loudly: "Master Zuwu, when can I marry the saint?"

He believed that everything he did was under Zu Wu's attention.

It may even include Tuantuan's attack, and the other party knows about it, but since they didn't stop it, it means they acquiesced.

Now he just wants to settle on his marriage with Jiufeng, and he doesn't want to make too many extravagances.

After a moment of silence, a voice came from the Witch God Palace.

"When the human race gets married, three books and six engagements are required. The same is true for the witch race. After the dowry is paid, choose a good day and auspicious day, and you can get married!"

Jiang Yi nodded slightly, still a little dazed in his head.

Marriage in the previous life required a bride price, and he actually forgot such an important thing.

But now he is poor and destitute, and has nothing but the family belongings of the wooden house, so how can he give the dowry?

While distressed, Jiang Yi turned and left.

After coming down, Jiufeng and Lingyue were still waiting in the same place. They also heard what Zu Wu said just now.

Seeing Jiang Yi's serious face, Jiufeng became puzzled and asked, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Yi smiled wryly and said: "I have been living in Shiwan Dashan before, I was poor and white, and I didn't prepare a betrothal gift."

Poor and white?
Jiufeng looked at Jiang Yi with a complicated expression.

I was also guessing in my heart, could it be that Jiang Yi didn't know the value of those things?

That Enlightenment tea tree, the round toy Pangu flags, these are first-class fetishes and treasures!

After hesitating for a while, Jiufeng still said: "Actually, our witches and witches don't need worldly yellow and white things. For the dowry, you can be casual. You can take a few paintings!"

Jiang Yi's eyes lit up immediately, and he felt that it made sense.

His paintings should still be available, but wouldn't a few of them look a bit shabby?
After all, Jiufeng is the saint of their witch clan.

"I'll go down the mountain and think about it first, get ready, and you go back first, I will prepare the dowry!"

Jiang Yi said to Jiufeng that he is a man who wants to save face.

Is it possible that after getting married, the unmarried wife needs to find a way to get a dowry for herself?

That would be too embarrassing!
Jiufeng didn't say much, just tapped his head a few times and left.

With Lingyue, the two and the cat walked slowly down the mountain, Jiang Yi was thinking about the dowry along the way.

After returning to the wooden house at the foot of the mountain, Jiang Yi saw that all the objects in the universe in his palm had been taken out, and began to carefully select them.

Silent all night.

The next day, the sun was just right, and the entire Wushen Palace was bathed in warm sunlight.

Jiang Yi stood alone outside the gate of the Wushen Palace, with a slightly uneasy expression, but still calm, and said loudly: "Master Zuwu, today I am here to give the dowry to marry the noble saint!"

"Present the betrothal gift, I will be satisfied, and the marriage will come true!"

Hearing the voice in the palace, Jiang Yi did not hesitate, and immediately took out a few scrolls from Qiankun in his palm.

They laid them out one by one on the ground, and said at the same time: "This is the first betrothal gift I have prepared. It is called 'Splendid Mountains and Rivers Picture'. It consists of six volumes, presenting the magnificent sights of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, the Great City of the Human Race, and the Holy Land of Gods and Witches. !"

These three places are what Jiang Yi has seen with his own eyes in the past ten years in this world.

It was also a work that Jiang Yi went all out for, but there was no voice in the palace.

Thinking about it, he was not satisfied, which made Jiang Yi a little frustrated.

The first one is what he is most satisfied with, but the other party doesn't like it, let alone the latter one.

But Jiang Yi will not give up.

Moving his feet, he came to a nearby open space, and suddenly took out a thick tree from his palm.

Although the tree has left the soil, it is still full of vitality.

"This is the second betrothal gift. I heard that Master Zuwu likes to drink tea, so I specially prepared a tea tree as a token of my heart!"

At the same time as Jiang Yi's words fell, the gate of the Wushen Palace suddenly opened, and several bursts of wind rang in Jiang Yi's ears.

The next moment, several figures appeared around the Wudao tea tree, each with a look of shock and joy.

And the appearance of these figures is the same as the sculptures Jiang Yi saw in the Wushen Palace,
"My God, it's really enlightenment tea tree!"

"This breath, just by smelling the fragrance of tea, one can feel a trace of the power of the Great Dao contained in it."

"Boy, do you really want to take it as a bride price?"

Several figures said one after another, and finally there was a beast-headed human body, wearing red scales, and Zu Wu, who had ears pierced with fire snakes, asked Jiang Yi.