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The marriage between the leader of the Black Lotus Sect and the Lord of the White Lotus Palace was blessed by some people in the martial arts world, but in fact most people were contemptuous. However, the Black Lotus Sect is so powerful that no one dared to cause trouble in Shuimen City.

Therefore, Shuimen City is surprisingly peaceful these days. There are only two incidents in the city. It seemed good, even though he didn't turn on the lamp, he agreed not to leave a trace of stubble on the bearded man without hurting a trace of flesh.

The second thing is that Yao Xiaofeng, the leader of the martial arts alliance, seems to have the intention of giving up the position of leader, but it's just what everyone said based on "inquiry", and there is no real evidence.

Tomorrow will be a day of great joy. Red lanterns with lotus totems and Chinese characters "囍" have been hung around the city. There are not many people from the Wulin League who decided to stay to participate in the wedding of the leader of the Black Lotus. During dinner, Yao Xiaofeng asked his apprentice Xi Yun:

"Why didn't Qingqing come down to eat?"

Xi Yun has thick eyebrows and big eyes. Although he is not handsome, his gestures give people a sense of stability and reliability. He shook his head with a trace of sadness on his face and said:

"I tried to persuade her, but my junior sister said she couldn't eat it."

Yao Xiaofeng was also a little disappointed. He took a sip of wine and said:

"Forget it, forget it, maybe it's okay to be sad for a while!"

In a small courtyard of the White Lotus Palace, An Chan was sitting cross-legged on the green brick floor under the porch, his eyes were slightly closed, and he was slowly turning the Buddhist beads in his hands.

There is no moon tonight, and the late autumn night is damp and chilly, but An Chan seems to be unaware of it, only hearing the hoarse cry of one or two chilling cicadas in the yard.

At this moment, there was a sound of hula-la, and a fiery figure rolled down from the beam of the room. The long black hair of that person was already wet with dew, but he didn't care. He walked towards An Chan carelessly sat down and asked:

"Hey! Monk, do you have any wine?"

An Chan opened his eyes, not a single bit of unhappiness at being interrupted in chanting. He picked up the wine gourd that had been placed beside him and handed it to the man in red. With a satisfied face, he said:

"Good wine!"

Then he snorted again and said:

"Shuimen City is a place like the No. [-] city in the Northwest, and you can't even buy a pot of good wine."

Shen Xiaowei took another sip of wine while talking, his beautiful peach eyes showed a satisfied expression, An Chan smiled, he knew that the wine satisfied Shen Xiaowei's appetite, and it was not in vain for him to travel thousands of miles with this wine gourd.

"Monk, I will also go to your marriage ceremony tomorrow!"

An Chan was a little surprised and said slowly:

"Don't benefactor Shen find it troublesome?"

Shen Xiaowei said:

"It's meaningless to have three wives and four concubines like my father, but I think my apprentice can only get married once in this life. It would be a pity to miss it!"

An Chan nodded and said:

"If Master Shen is willing to go, Ling disciple will be happy!"

Shen Xiaowei immediately showed a disgusted expression when he heard the words:

"Is it just Liang Jin's white-eyed wolf? No way! Do you know that he never takes the initiative to talk to me? If he wants to ask me a question about his practice, he will stand in front of me and insist on asking me to ask him. What's the matter, he just spoke, I taught him martial arts as if I was serving my ancestors!"

Shen Xiaowei took another sip of wine depressedly as he spoke, because he drank too fast, some wine overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and slipped from his sharp chin into the collar along the curved neck, but Shen Xiaowei didn't care. Care about it, his cheeks were a little red, he leaned against the pillar next to him, wiped his mouth and continued to pour bitter water:

"My apprentice has been blaming me for taking him back and letting him be separated from his brother. It's really strange. He's just a brother. Even if he's a real brother, there's no need to be so anxious, right?"

"Anyway, I don't understand what my apprentice is thinking at all. What's so good about being weird, I have so many brothers, all of whom want to kill me, and I just want to kill them too."

Shen Xiaowei is an alcoholic but easy to get drunk. An Chan knew that he was already drunk, but he didn't intend to stop Shen Xiaowei. Shen Xiaowei leaned limply on the pillar and continued to drink, while saying:

"Little bastard Liang Jin, my seat... hiccup... I only accepted him as a disciple for the sake of his good bones. Why do you think he looks like a master... I'm really pissed off!"

Shen Xiaowei continued to say:

"But I vowed to take one apprentice in my life. I don't want to be like that old ghost of my father... Having so many sons and taking so many apprentices, I'm the only one left."

Shen Xiaowei seemed to feel a little hot, he tugged at his collar, unconsciously exposing half of Yue Xiong's chest, the wine he had spilled on Yue Xiong's mouth was still wet, and the spot on Yue Xiong's mouth was soaked and shiny.

Shen Xiaowei's peach blossom eyes have become blurred, he leaned his head on the pillar and continued to curse angrily:

"God! How did you let me meet an apprentice like Liang Jin... bastard! I'm so pissed off!"

An Chan supported Shen Xiaowei's fallen body, and said:

"Benefactor Shen, you are drunk!"

Shen Xiaowei barely propped up his body, and said in a daze a sentence that all drunks in the world would say:

"Who's drunk? I'm not drunk!"

As Shen Xiaowei said, he raised the wine gourd and was about to pour wine into his mouth again, but his hand tilted, and half of the gourd's wine was sprinkled on his chin and mouth. .

Before Shen Xiaowei passed out drunk, he said quite soberly:

"It's strange to say, what are you doing with wine as a monk?"

As soon as Shen Xiaowei finished speaking, his eyelids could no longer be opened. An Chan supported the man in red who was drenched in wine, with a smile in his eyes:

Bringing wine is naturally waiting for the drinker to drink.

September [-]th is suitable for marriage.

Liang Jin and Jing Biguo were called up early in the morning by the maid who couldn't hide their excitement. They washed up in a hurry and put on complicated red wedding dresses. Fortunately, it was already autumn at this time, otherwise Jing Biguo would have no doubt that it would be their Putting on this outfit, Fu Xia would definitely faint from boredom.

Except for the congregants of the Black Lotus Sect and the White Lotus Palace who finally had the opportunity to remove their masks, in fact, there were not many outsiders who came to watch the ceremony today, except for a few dozen people from the Wulin League and envoys from various sects of evil ways who came to congratulate them. The Black Lotus Sect is also the leader of the evil way anyway, so there are more people sent by the evil ways than the Wulin League.

Many of these people came to the Black Lotus Hierarch's wedding in outlandish attire. Righteous people frowned when they saw this, but evil people were all enthusiastic. Many of them were acquainted with Liang Jin's master, Shen Xiaowei. And, Liang Jin was also a little puzzled and said:

"My master clearly promised to come today, but for some reason, this time has not yet arrived."

Shi Yuan called the person in charge of the matter to inquire, and the Black Lotus Sect disciple reassured with a bitter face:

"The supreme leader really said in front of the little one that he would come to the leader's wedding."

Liang Jin frowned:

"Could it be that Master has caused some trouble again?"

At this time, An Chan, who happened to be wearing a dark red robe, walked in, and Liang Jin shouted respectfully to An Chan:

"Master An Chan."

An Chan took a look at Liang Jin who was dressed in happy clothes, nodded with satisfaction, and said:

"Nephew, why don't you see Biguo?"

Liang Jin said:

"Biguo thinks that the wedding dress is heavy and rests in the back."

An Chan nodded and said suddenly:

"Although I am Biguo's master in name, in fact, I do not have as many duties as a teacher than his master."

Liang Jin immediately understood An Chan's implication, he nodded and said:

"Don't worry, if one day there is a conflict between good and evil, I will never forget Uncle Yao's kindness to Biguo."

The people of the Wulin League who were present at the scene improved a lot when they heard this, and suddenly felt that it was not a bad thing for the nephew of the Wulin leader to marry the leader of the Demon Cult.

An Chan said:

"The first time I met Biguo, he was looking for you. He has never given up looking for your whereabouts all these years. I also hope that you will always think of him. hurt him."

Everyone has also heard about Liang Jin's romantic deeds before, and they looked at Liang Jin upon hearing this.

Liang Jin looked serious, and assured An Chan seriously:

"Master An Chan, don't worry! I, Liang Jin, swear here that I will be devoted to Jing Biguo in this life. If I hurt him even a little, it will be retribution ten times and a hundred times on me."

Hearing this, An Chan raised his hand and patted Liang Jin's shoulder, nodded and said:

"It's always different for a man to marry a man. Since you said that, I don't have anything to worry about."

An Chan said:

"By the way, your master asked me to bring you a sentence. He said that he is not in good health today, so he can't come here."

"What did you say? Shen Xiaowei isn't coming?"

Before Liang Jin could make any reaction, a white-faced young man from the Wulin League suddenly jumped up and said angrily:

"I came here today just to seek revenge from him, but he didn't come?"

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Liang Jin: We will get married in the next chapter!It is said that I have never really eaten Biguo, so I am excited>

Author: Guess what Master An Chan did after the great beauty Taishang leader passed out ==