One Thousand Seven Hundred and Fifty-One. Relatives and Friends Argue About Good Marriage

"Second thanks to Gaotang!" Nezha shouted for the second time in a mocking tone.

Yan Di and Xue Chuqing looked at Yan Zhaoge in front of them with smiles on their faces.

Fu Enshu on the side was slightly lost in thought.

Fu Enshu had always admired Feng Yunsheng as a disciple, and Feng Yunsheng had already excelled in his skills, which made her extremely happy.

To a certain extent, Feng Yunsheng was her most proud and admired disciple, even more so than Sikong Qing and others.

This is not because Feng Yunsheng is the most accomplished now, but because Feng Yunsheng's experience has been far more tortuous and difficult than that of Sikong Qing and others.

It was so difficult that Fu Enshu, who had always been a strict teacher, thought to himself that if she were in Feng Yunsheng's position, it would be difficult for her to step down.

Fu Enshu did not dare to take credit for Feng Yunsheng's achievements today, but he was sincerely proud of this disciple.

Now that she has finally found a good home, Fu Enshu feels even more excited.

Fu Enshu had already recognized Yan Zhaoge's excellence as early as the eighth-level world.

He and Feng Yunsheng have been working hand in hand until now. Fu Enshu has seen it and is very happy for Feng Yunsheng.

Just looking at Yan Zhaoge, she could not help but think of another aspect.

Fu Enshu subconsciously looked at Yan Di and Xue Chuqing next to him, feeling a little mixed.

However, as his eyes turned back and forth between the Yan Zhaoge couple and the Yan Di couple, the depression in Fu Enshu's heart gradually faded away.

The last bit of knot in my heart has finally completely dissipated at the moment when this new generation has entered the wedding hall.

A somewhat relaxed smile appeared on Fu Enshu's face.

In the Guangcheng Mountain lineage, Yuan Zhengfeng, Fang Zhun and others, as their elders, all stroked their beards and smiled.

Yuan Zhengfeng glanced at Fu Enshu thoughtfully, and the smile on his face became stronger.

"Husband and wife, bow to each other!" Nezha shouted for the third time.

Among the eight women who had just walked in with Feng Yunsheng, one was looking at Yan Zhaoge and his wife with a longing expression, and then looked around the hall.

"It would be great if I could have such a scene when I get married..." Jun Luo pouted his lips.

As one of the Yan family's family friends in the eighth-level world, Jun Zhiyuan and Jun Luo, father and daughter, had already settled in Tianwaitian.

This time Yan Zhaoge was getting married, and Young Master Yan Di had no choice but to invite them, as well as their old friends, such as Zhao Shicheng, the leader of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, to come and watch the ceremony.

Jun Luo had been acquainted with Yan Zhaoge and Feng Yunsheng since he was young, and often visited the Tianwai Tianhou family. This time, he, Meng Wan, Guan Yuluo and other girls served as bridesmaids for Feng Yunsheng.

Her eyes wandered around the hall for a long time, and finally fell back on Yan Zhaoge. She said with admiration: "A match made in heaven, so good!"

On the other side, there was a woman who was looking at Yan Zhaoge and Feng Yunsheng in trance.

For Yu Ye, being in a daze like this seems to be a very common thing, and it happens from time to time.

The reason why she was a little distracted at the moment had nothing to do with Yan Zhaoge, Feng Yunsheng themselves, or anyone else in today's ceremony.

But looking at the newlyweds at this moment, she couldn't help but think of another figure.

Yu Ye came back to his senses and looked at Meng Wan, Fu Ting, Guan Yuluo and others beside him.

Just now, they accompanied Feng Yunsheng into the main hall.

She looked to the opposite side, where were Xu Fei, Ying Longtu, Xia Guang and others who had just accompanied Yan Zhaoge.

"If you are still here, you should be standing among them, right?" Yu Ye whispered to himself.

However, her eyes fell back on the newlyweds, her eyes became happy and soft, and she also praised: "It's so good that lovers finally get married..."

Next to her, Meng Wan was also smiling broadly as she looked at the newlyweds.

"Senior sister, you have finally come to the end of all your hardships." Now she has long since faded away from her mortal body. But looking at the newlyweds at this moment, she couldn't help but feel excited and her eyes were wet.

She couldn't help but think of her early years in the eighth-level world, when she was still a teenager in the Great Sun Sect.

At that time, she and Feng Yunsheng were still sisters from the same sect, eating and living together.

Suddenly, Feng Yunsheng unexpectedly encountered bad luck and fell from the peak to the bottom of the valley. Later, he was forced to flee the Great Sun Sect because he injured Xiao Sheng.

Later, Feng Yunsheng met Yan Zhaoge and restored the body of Taiyin to rise again. However, the two sisters became opponents in the Taiyin Trial and had to compete with each other.

Later, the Holy Sun Sect perished, and when they reached the upper realm, the winner of the Taiyin Crown was finally decided.

But later, Feng Yunsheng fell into Jiuyou because of An Yao Luohu's master Jian Shunhua.

It was not until the upper world separated that the two were reunited, and Feng Yunsheng finally settled down and no longer had to wander around.

During the years when Feng Yunsheng's whereabouts were unknown, Yan Zhaoge had been waiting for her to come back. Now that the two were finally married, Meng Wan saw her and was extremely happy for Feng Yunsheng.

Although she knew that the future was still unpredictable, Meng Wan could only feel joy in her heart as she watched Feng Yunsheng get married.

Beside her, Guan Yuluo was equally happy.

Unlike Meng Wan, who was so restrained, Guan Yuluo had an extraordinarily bright smile on her face.

Meng Wan smiled and turned to look to the other side, feeling slightly startled.

Her half-sister Fu Ting looked at the newlyweds with slightly complicated eyes.

Like everyone else, there are blessings and there is joy.

But it seemed like there was something more.

"Sister?" Meng Wan whispered to Fu Ting.

Although they only met after they became adults, although they have different mothers, although they were even a little embarrassed at first because of their father.

But Fu Ting has always cared about Meng Wan, her half-sister, over the years.

Fu Ting felt even more pity for Meng Wan when she thought that she had left her biological parents and lived alone in the eighth-level world since she was a child.

After getting along with each other for these years, Meng Wan also got very close to Fu Ting, much closer than her father Fu Yunchi.

At this moment, she noticed something strange about Fu Ting, and couldn't help but feel a little moved in her heart.

Fu Ting turned to look at Meng Wan, as if she knew what Meng Wan was thinking. She smiled and shook her head: "Don't worry, I'm fine now. I just feel a little emotional when I think about the past."

Meng Wan looked at her, nodded slightly, and said nothing more.

Fu Ting looked at the newlywed couple again and smiled slightly. The indescribable color in her eyes gradually dissipated, as if she had completely let go of something.

After the ceremony, Yu Ye, Meng Wan, Guan Yuluo and others stepped forward again and accompanied Feng Yunsheng towards the courtyard behind the palace.

Yan Zhaoge stayed to continue entertaining the guests.

There is another time to get down to business, but at this moment, there is only celebration.

In the past, before the Great Destruction, peach feasts in the Yao Pond and banquets in the Heavenly Palace were often grand events. After the Great Destruction, the Taoist sect fell into decline, and even these feasts became history.

Today, Yan Zhaoge's wedding banquet reappeared the scene of the past.

After the host and host had a great time and entertained the guests, Nezha, Xu Fei and others gathered around Yan Zhaoge to go to the new house.

After being made difficult by Meng Wan, Jun Luo, and Guan Yuluo, and sending these bridesmaids away, Yan Zhaoge finally entered the bridal chamber.

His bride is waiting there.

Yan Zhaoge slowly stepped forward and lifted up the red scarf, revealing Feng Yunsheng's face under the hijab.

Feng Yunsheng was unusually shy, but he still raised his head and looked at Yan Zhaoge with his eyes wide.

"Zhao Ge..." she said in a daze: "No matter how difficult the next round of Jiuyou is, today, I feel that it is worth it..."

Before she finished speaking, her eyes dimmed. Yan Zhaoge came up to her and sealed her lips.

The bride's body was a little weak and she leaned in the groom's arms.

After a while, their lips parted, and Yan Zhaoge whispered in her ear: "Don't mention that at this time, we have more important things."

"What...what's the matter?" Feng Yunsheng bit his lip and said, "You...you said it, I'm listening."

Yan Zhaoge smiled quietly, holding her round earlobe in his mouth, gently scraping her skin with his teeth, feeling her increasingly rapid breathing.

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