The First Thousand Two Hundred and Ninety-Eight Chapters The Anger of the Ancient Relics: The Little Patriarch Became a Flower Girl?

Following Bai Chuwei, the seniority jumped several ranks.

The old ancestors have always been used to being lazy, but tonight was extraordinarily energetic, with a pair of beautiful eyes shining like stars, and a look of relief on his face, watching Leng Xueqin and Hua Ling walking towards them under the leadership of Jin Xiaobao.

That's right, Jin Xiaobao was chosen as the flower girl.

Before becoming a flower girl, I drank a big bottle of milk on purpose.

When Leng Xueqin first saw Jin Xiaobao, she was surprised for a moment, but she was cold by nature, and she didn't like to talk too much, and she didn't like to talk about other people's private affairs. She just smiled at Jin Xiaobao and didn't say much.

Master wants Jin Xiaobao to be a flower girl, of course Leng Xueqin listens to her master.

Anyway, in this world, even if Hua Ling had a chance to betray her, her master would never harm her, that's the kind of trust.

Jin Xiaobao brought the two to Bai Chuwei, Leng Xueqin and Hua Ling knelt down at the same time, and called, "Master, Master, good evening."

Bai Chuwei and Duan Feihan looked as usual and nodded at the same time.

The students on the sidelines: "..."

It feels weird no matter what.

However, it is really exciting to be able to see the ceremony of the Taoist couple in the cultivation world.

They have already heard Senior Hua Ling boast that the formation of a daoist relationship is more powerful than a marriage certificate from the outside world, and it is only a cultivator who sincerely promises to do so!

Marriage certificate? You can get a lot of copies outside.

Bai Chuwei looked at the two apprentices with a smile, but did not expect that the little girl and the little boy who were brought back from the roadside at the time would become Taoist companions after decades.

Hua Ling knelt on the ground and waited for a while, and found that Master had not spoken. He was always in a hurry. He couldn't help but raised his head to look at Bai Chuwei, and urged in a low voice, "Master, why don't you hurry up and hold the ceremony?"

So as not to dream too much at night.

What if his big sister suddenly wakes up, feels that she has lost money with him, wants to be a single rich woman and a cultivator, and turns around and runs away?

Bai Chuwei's eyes were full of smiles, and she looked outside the door with a melodious tone: "What's the hurry? Someone is here to send gifts."

Everyone present was stunned!

Xu Xingchen, who was standing closest to the gate, shrank his pupils and saw a group of familiar people outside...

Someone shouted loudly: "Fuck! Ancient relics, Jin family!"

Before the person arrives, he first hears his voice:

"Fellow Daoist Bai is afraid of a misunderstanding. This is not a congratulation gift, it is a dowry gift." The young man's laughter followed the wind.

Soon, through the darkness of the night, all the students saw a sallow young man sitting on a wheelchair, with a spirited white-haired old man walking on one side, behind him was the Jin family housekeeper, and a group of servants carrying dowry gifts. .

Jin Xiaobao was so frightened that his face was about to wrinkle into a bun, his hair was about to stand up, and his short legs were about to run away subconsciously.

Woohoo, why did Grandpa and Baba come?

Jin Xiaobao was so frightened that she was about to burst into tears. Sister Rose insisted that he be a flower girl, and he would be caught by his grandfather and father. I wonder if his cat, Rhubarb, was punished by them?

Jin Xiaobao panicked, but he could see that there were people all around, the little man stumbled towards Bai Chuwei, his little face buried in Bai Chuwei's leg immediately, showing an ostrich state.

As long as he hides his face, they can't see Xiaobao.

But he is also his own child, can he not recognize him?

After Mr. Jin and Jin Yongkang came in, they fixed their eyes on the little back.

Jin Yongkang slapped his palm on the armrest and was furious: "Fellow Daoist Bai, good life, madness, buckle down, my son, actually, let me, son, be a flower girl??"

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