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As Lin Qiye's voice fell, wooden chairs appeared out of thin air in the hall, and countless figures sat on them,

On the left side of the main hall are all the gods of Great Xia, Yuanshi Tianzun, Daode Tianzun, Yang Jian, Queen Mother of the West, Monkey King, Nezha, Emperor Fengdu...

On the right are relatives and friends in the world, Zhou Ping, Wu Laogou, Chen Master, Ye Fan, Zuo Qing, Lu Wuwei, Wang Mian, Hongying, Wen Qimo, Zhao Kongcheng, Lu Baoyou, Fang Mo...these figures appeared in the hall , but motionless like a stone sculpture.

In this non-existent cause and effect, Lin Qiye can imagine all the figures in his memory... even if they are just spectators with empty bodies.

Shen Qingzhu, Baili Pangpang, An Qingyu, Jiang Er, Cao Yuan and others sat in the front row, looking at the hall with smiles,

At this time, Baili Pangpang has not yet awakened into Tianzun,

An Qingyu never betrayed Da Xia,

Jiang'er has no soul,

Cao Yuan did not die under An Qingyu's hands,

Shen Qingzhu is still the dragging Shen Qingzhu.

Lin Qiye's red eyes swept past them one by one...smiling,

He seemed to see Jia Lan and himself from them. That was the happiest time in his memory.

In this dead and dull wedding venue, two figures walked out slowly,

The gazes of Huo Qubing and Gongyangwan swept across the red and festive palace of the underworld, and across the lifeless audience seats, with extremely complicated expressions.

Their karma has long been involved by Lin Qiye, and they are also the only living people left in this venue besides Lin Qiye...

"Lin Qiye..."

Looking at Lin Qiye who was crying and laughing on the stage, Gongyang Wan seemed to want to persuade her, but seeing Huo Qubing gently shaking his head at her, she could only hold back.

"Seniors, please take a seat." Lin Qiye bowed and made a "please" gesture.

Huo Qubing and Gongyang Wan exchanged glances, sat down on the empty seats in the first row, and waited for the wedding to begin.

The guests are seated, the candles are flickering,

Lin Qiye was wearing the scarlet number one scholar robe, facing the gate of the palace, and said loudly:

"A sedan chair, please!"

Boom-! !

The heavy door of Hades Palace slowly opened,

The hazy gray smoke drifted in from outside the door, and lifted the red curtains all over the room. The candles flickered lightly, and there was thunderous applause.

A red wedding sedan chair with a beautiful mandarin duck drawn on it floats in the air from the gray smoke. Behind the thin curtain, there is a faint figure of a beautiful woman, and the pearly light is swaying.

Lin Qiye looked at the big red wedding sedan chair, the number one scholar's robe fluttering in the wind, he was smiling, his eyes sparkling, like a groom who was about to welcome his beloved bride, weeping with joy.

"Master Hou... Is it really Jia Lan in that sedan chair?"

Looking at the wedding sedan chair, Gongyang Wan couldn't help asking in a low voice.

Huo Qubing sighed and shook his head slightly, "Although Lin Qiye brought her karma here, Jia Lan is already dead, and the person in that sedan chair is naturally a body without a soul, just like all the guests here."

"Since it's just a soulless body, why does Lin Qiye insist on marrying her?"

"He held this wedding because he wanted to make up for a karma and complete an agreement... After the ceremony is completed, they will be regarded as a legitimate couple, even if they are separated forever."

Gong Yangwan nodded, looking at the figure who was gradually walking towards the wedding sedan chair, his eyes were full of distress and pity.

The bridegroom officer stood still in front of the wedding sedan chair, he lifted a corner of the curtain, stretched his other hand forward, and said softly:

"Come out, I'll support you."

A white jade hand stretched out from the sedan chair, holding him together. The next moment, a beautiful woman wearing a phoenix crown and Xiapei stepped out of the sedan chair.

The dark wind outside the hall blew across the venue, gently swinging the bride's red hijab, revealing a slender neck, and earlobes decorated like jade beads, but no one could see her face clearly.

Lin Qiye took her hand and walked towards Dahong's wedding hall,

The bride lowered her head, like a marionette, and followed him dully...

The two stood in the middle of the hall. Behind the red wedding dresses were two coffins, one black and one red. The curtains fluttered all over the hall, and there was an indescribable joy and sorrow.

"Master Hou, Jia Lan and I have no father, no mother, and no matchmaker... You have witnessed our meeting and love, please be a matchmaker and officiate the wedding ceremony for us." Lin Qiye brought Jia Lan to the audience Huo Qubing bowed and bowed.

Huo Qubing naturally wouldn't refuse, he stood up slowly:

"The Marquis has never presided over a wedding for anyone, only met a few times when I was a child... But it's like in ancient times?"

"Jalan and I have many fates, the heaven and the earth are ruthless, so we do not worship the heaven and the earth; the two of us have neither father nor mother, so the two do not worship the high hall... She and I only worship each other."

Huo Qubing nodded, "Okay."

Lin Qiye turned around to look at Jia Lan beside him, under his will, the beautiful woman in the red hijab also turned around stiffly, and looked at him.

Huo Qubing took a deep breath, and his resonant and majestic voice echoed in the hall:

"The newcomer... please pay respects."

The two red figures stood in front of a pair of coffins, bowed deeply to each other...

At this moment, outside the main hall, gongs and drums were ringing, and suonas were beeping in unison.

But I don't know whether it is joy or sorrow.

"... Two salutes!"

Lin Qiye looked at the beautiful figure with red makeup who was close at hand, tears filled his eyes again, his upper body bowed down little by little until it almost touched Jialan's head,

Through the scarlet hijab, he could even smell the fragrance of Jialan's hair,

He knew that Jialan in front of him was just a body entwined with cause and effect... But this time, he was still moved.

As his body slowly stood up straight, he looked at Jialan in front of him again. At this moment, he couldn't help but want to take off the red hijab and take another look at Jialan's appearance...but he still held back .He was afraid that seeing those empty and lifeless eyes would completely break his only illusion and joy at this moment.

"...Three salutes!!"

Lin Qiye closed his eyes and bowed deeply, his head almost hit the ground below him.

Why……

How wonderful would it be if all this were true?

The lower the figure fell, the more bitter and unwilling Lin Qiye felt, and he clenched his fists tightly.

People who are not in love greet each other with smiles at a grand wedding,

Fiery and pure love in front of the cold coffin... with tearful eyes.

"Licheng." Huo Qubing's voice sounded again.

Thunderous applause came from the audience, Lin Qiye straightened up, took Jialan's hand,

The red curtains fluttered all over the sky, and the sound of suona resounded outside the hall. He murmured affectionately:

"From today...you are my wife."

The cause and effect have been accomplished, the relationship is established,

This never-existing history began to gradually dissipate... One by one the guests disappeared from the darkness, the flickering candles finally subsided, the happy sedan chair melted into bones, the red curtains melted into wind,

Under the fluttering scarlet hijab,

She was in tears.