"Look! The bride and groom are finally out!"
"Wow! The bride is so beautiful! Is this Zhou Zhiruo? She is indeed of heavenly beauty!"
"Ah! I'm so jealous! What kind of virtue and ability does this Lin Yifan have to be able to marry such a beauty? I really want to marry Zhou Zhiruo!"
When the bell rang, Lin Yifan and Zhou Zhiruo, dressed in red, walked up to the high platform in the eyes of everyone who was looking forward to it.
Zhou Zhiruo was really beautiful at this moment.
A beautiful and picturesque wedding dress was worn on her body. Her waist was cut into a plain shape, and her skin was as blue as condensed fat.
Under the red hijab, her eyes are full of spring water, more beautiful than flowers, and a little bit of red beauty makes her look charming every time she frowns and smiles.
With such a beautiful woman, it’s no wonder that the martial arts people in the audience were fascinated by her.
And Lin Yifan is not bad either. He is wearing a red embroidered robe with sapphire ribbon. His face is as white as jade, his dark eyebrows are like swords, and his facial features are as handsome as Pan An's.
What a handsome and extraordinary groom!
At this moment, Lin Yifan and her are standing together. They can really be said to be a golden boy and a beautiful girl, a match made in heaven!
Just when Lin Yifan appeared, Zhao Min, who was standing high up, was stunned and recognized him immediately.
"It's him!"
At this moment, Zhao Min recalled every sentence he had chatted with Lin Yifan before. In fact, several of his sentences had alluded to his identity.
It's just that Zhao Min didn't think so much at that time and didn't notice it for a while.
Although it was his own mistake, Zhao Min took out his anger on Lin Yifan.
"You Lin Yifan, you dare to deliberately conceal your identity. Just wait for me. I will definitely get back this humiliation!"
Zhao Min thought secretly in his heart.
Therefore, sometimes women cannot be offended, and they will be resented by her if they are not careful!
……
Because the wedding was held on a high platform, the decoration was very simple.
It's just an incense table, with two burning red candles and fruits on the table.
Beside the table, Mie Mie was sitting there with a smile on his face, waiting for the newcomer to bow down.
"Wait a minute! I, Song Qingshu, don't agree to this marriage!"
At this time, a voice sounded loudly.
I saw a lightly dressed man in Taoist robes walking up to the stage, stepping on Wudang ladders and clouds.
This person is none other than Song Qingshu, who has been incognito all the way, just to steal Zhou Zhiruo at the wedding!
"Wow!"
The sudden change shocked everyone, and everyone's eyes widened, fearing that they would miss this rare plot.
"I'll go! Isn't this Song Qingshu of the Wudang Sect? I heard that he is the only son of Song Yuanqiao, the leader of the Seven Heroes of Wudang. Why did he run to the stage?"
"Idiot! You can't even tell that. It's obvious that you're here to steal your bride!"
"Hey hey hey! Wudang came to steal Emei's hand. Look at the black face of Master Jue. It means she doesn't take Emei seriously!"
"Yes! Now there's something good to watch!"
From a high place, Zhao Min's eyes lit up when he saw this sudden scene, and he smiled happily: "This drama is getting more and more interesting!"
At this moment, Song Qingshu walked up to Zhou Zhiruo without any care and was about to reach out to grab her jade hand!
"Zhiruo, I'm here to save you!"
But when his claws reached into the air, they were tightly grabbed by a big hand and could not move.
Song Qingshu wanted to break free, but his strength was like entering the sea. No matter how hard he tried, it was useless.
"Lin Yifan! Let me go!" Song Qingshu shouted angrily.
"I'm telling you, Young Master Song, if you snatch my wife away, I won't be able to see anyone!"
Looking at the incompetent and furious Song Qingshu, Lin Yifan said with a sneer.
He had been surprised before that the visitors in Wudang did not see him.
According to his obsession with Zhou Zhiruo, it is absolutely impossible not to come.
Unexpectedly, he was mixed in with the crowd. It seemed that he had sneaked out and didn't want Song Yuanqiao and others to know.
"Master Song, now you have made the young master throw a wedding banquet. What do you think?"
Facing the Wudang crowd not far from the stage, Jue's expression turned cold and his tone was very cold.
By doing this, Song Qingshu not only ignored Lin Yifan, but also slapped her face.
If Song Qingshu hadn't been Song Yuanqiao's only son, she would have slashed him with a sword!
In the audience, Song Yuanqiao had a dark face and stared at his unfulfilled son, the anger rising in his heart.
She was afraid that Song Qingshu would cause trouble, so she kept him at home, but she didn't expect him to come anyway.
And he’s so ignorant!
This move not only offended Emei, but also caused Wudang to suffer great criticism.
For the sake of a woman, he actually ignored the friendship between the Wudang and Emei factions. It really disappointed him!
"Qingshu! Get down here!" Song Yuanqiao shouted loudly, looking like he hated iron.
"Dad! I won't come down! I'm going to take sister Zhiruo away!"
Song Qingshu shouted to Song Yuanqiao in the audience: "Sister Zhiruo was forced by her master to marry a man she doesn't like. I must save her from the fire!"
There was a crash, and many martial arts people who were watching collectively made a collective sound in surprise.
No one expected that they would eat such a big melon just for the fun of it!
Master Miejie forced his disciples to get married!
What kind of fairy tale is this!
As soon as he said this, Jian Shou threw Master Jue's face to the ground and stepped on it over and over again!
"Son! What are you talking about? Come down here quickly!" Song Yuanqiao was furious, and his heart was even more sad.
How could such a good son become like this!
"Dad! I'm not talking nonsense, didn't you see? Sister Zhiruo doesn't want to marry him at all!"
In front of all the heroes in the world, Song Qingshu naively thought that as long as he exposed Master Miejie's sinister intentions, his father would definitely help him.
It was a pity that Song Yuanqiao wanted to stop his mouth at this moment to prevent him from spouting any more nonsense.
"Song Qingshu, I respect you as the son of Daxia Song, so I tolerate you over and over again, but you slander me over and over again, which is unbearable!
If you don't tell the world clearly today how I forced my disciples, then don't blame my Heavenly Sword for being unkind! "
While speaking, Master Miejue pulled out the Heavenly Sword and looked like he was about to take action.
"Master, please show mercy!"
Seeing that Jue was angry and drew his sword, Song Yuanqiao was so frightened that he quickly jumped onto the stage. Also jumping up with him were Yin Liting and other Westerners.
After they came up together, they protected Song Qingshu behind them, fearing that Yan Mie would hurt him.
"Hmph! Master Jue, I, Song Qingshu, am a senior master and sister Zhiruo's master. I didn't expect that in order to win over Lin Yifan, you would marry sister Zhiruo to a man who already has two wives. You still Did you say you didn’t force me?”
Probably because he felt that with his father and several uncles as his backers, Song Qingshu became much bolder in speaking.
Song Yuanqiao and others felt dizzy again.
This bastard has completely offended the Emei Sect!
