In the early morning, the sky is bright, and everything is the same.
At this time, Yue Wushuang woke up from her sleep, she smiled and gently stroked Luo Xingchen's cheek.
"Stars, we can get married soon..."
"Boom boom boom..."
There was a knock on the door.
"Madam, take a look, please give me some advice on the layout of this wedding..."
Yue Wushuang stretched out, got up, and replied, "I see."
So, she kissed Luo Xingchen's forehead, then turned and left.
Pushing the door open, Yue Wushuang looked at the dozens of martial artists of the Earth Realm beside him, and said seriously: "Keep this place well, I don't want him to be disturbed in these few days."
"understand!"
Everyone swiftly responded.
Yue Wushuang followed in the footsteps of this warrior to the wedding scene.
After she left, these warriors murmured secretly.
"Hey, what's going on last night? We all slept like that! There was no energy at all."
"Who knows, I felt a gust of wind coming and I was sleepy."
"Could it be that there are ghosts?"
"Oh, it's okay. Fortunately Madam doesn't know. If she knows about it, it must be scolding us?"
"Hey, it's weird. Last night, we snored so loudly, didn't you hear the madam in the room?"
"... Maybe, Madam is overwhelmed, and she fell asleep too..."
…
Yue Wushuang arrived at the lobby, where the lights and festoons were already covered, covered with red silk and satin, which could be described as magnificent and brilliant.
As for the outside, it is a piece of white silk, which represents silence.
Happy events and funerals go on at the same time, which is really rare in the world.
It's Yue Wushuang's idea to do the wedding first, then the funeral.
"It's better to hang here! Madam, what do you think?"
These laymen are also very troubled by the wedding arrangement, and have to ask Yue Wushuang's thoughts.
Yue Wushuang began to give serious advice, regarding this wedding, she was meticulous.
Outside the Tianhuang Temple, Huangfuhao, Xifenglie, Manba, Han Xiaoyao, Mu Caiyi, these old friends of Luo Xingchen, all came together by appointment.
Behind them, there is a large group of gift-giving teams, each gift box is filled with extremely precious treasures.
Luo Xingchen rescued Baichuan Continent and was the benefactor of all of them.
The news spread, and the people mourned, and the heart was too heavy!
Therefore, these days, in many parts of the Baichuan Continent, ordinary people are burning incense and offering sacrifices.
At this moment, several of them, with red eyes, were silent and speechless along the way.
At the gate of the Tianhuang Temple, several people waved their hands at the same time, and these gift-giving people quickly entered the Tianhuang Temple.
But they were dejected, staying at the door, lingering in their desire to step in.
"Brothers, this is an unforgettable day. We must always remember that there is someone who is very important. He has left. We must uphold his legacy, kill the demons and kill all the scum!"
Han Xiaoyao said, the others nodded, and a few of them solemnly stepped in...
Afterwards, Taimoyan, Wu Xunkong, Mo Fengchun, Mo Jingyun, Bei Chenyao, Cangtian Tyrant, several powerful men also entered the Heavenly Desolate Palace.
This may be the biggest scene in the history of the Heavenly Desolate Palace. The heroes of all parties are here!
Even some casual cultivators who are hidden from the world still give full face. This funeral is unmatched in Baichuan Continent.
The Heavenly Desolate Palace became very lively, and there were too many strong people coming, covering almost one-third of the Baichuan Continent.
A few days later...
When the wedding was announced as scheduled, Zhu Qiang stepped into the lobby, dignified and waiting quietly.
At this moment, Yue Wushuang was in her boudoir, and Jian Jinghong dressed her beautifully and put a phoenix crown on her.
She was so beautiful that she envied the world.
Jian Jinghong spoke earnestly, looking at Yue Wushuang in the mirror, and whispered softly: "Shuang'er, good sister, from now on, you must work hard. You should help him complete his unfulfilled aspirations.
We will accompany you and walk side by side with you. "
Yue Wushuang smiled without any waves on her face.
She was thinking: Xingchen, my lover is gone, I just want to accompany him! Never break up in the next life! We hope that these wishes will be realized in the next life.
Jian Jinghong couldn't tell that Yue Wushuang at this moment seemed to be really happy, more satisfied than ever.
This true love should be sung to the world.
At this moment, in the mourning hall, several maids were sprinkling petals, bathing and changing clothes for Luo Xingchen.
They wiped their bodies for Luo Xingchen, bit by bit, respectfully, without any profanity.
Luo Xingchen put on the bridegroom official's clothes, stroked his eyebrows and drew lines, making him more handsome, and he was truly a handsome man.
His body, letting these maids wait on him, was very peaceful.
The women still didn't know that Luo Xingchen's pulse, heartbeat, and breathing had gradually returned.
They went up and down for Luo Xingchen, finished dressing, and were about to leave.
Luo Xingchen slowly opened his eyes, and said in his mouth: "Shuang'er..."
"what-"
The screams of several maids rang out in unison, deafening!
"Boom!"
The warrior outside kicked open the door and looked eagerly.
Immediately, their bodies were stiff, all petrified!
"Crack..."
There seemed to be a voice of heartbreak, and they had been scared to death!
"The hall... The hall... The lord, you, you, you are alive!"
A young man stammered and shouted tremblingly, and the others were also shocked.
Luo Xingchen put up a finger: "Shhh..."
He smiled, blinked, and whispered: "Just understand, don't talk, I want to surprise you!"
Therefore, everyone here silently watched Luo Xingchen's every move.
"Hall Master, how did you survive?"
A group of subordinates were ecstatic, but suppressed their emotions, scratching their heads in confusion.
Luo Xingchen said calmly: "Since I have returned, none of this is important. I don't understand either, but don't ask."
Afterwards, he looked into the mirror and rearranged it.
Luo Xingchen changed into silver-white clothes and a silver-white mask, which gave people a personable feeling.
He concealed his breath indifferently, and walked to the crowd in the courtyard, and no one noticed his existence.
He saw the funeral and the colorful wedding arrangement.
He understood Yue Wushuang's heart at a glance.
Fortunately, he is back, otherwise, Yue Wushuang is afraid that she will probably die in love.
"Twin, luck, I didn't let you down!"
Luo Xingchen's heart lingered, and he secretly rejoiced.
All the haze in the sky dissipated, and when he came back, the grievances disappeared.
He hugged his arms, coughed lightly, and deliberately looked for faults at several young people who were arranging the funeral, and mocked: "On the day of the wedding, these ominous things are displayed, how ugly, let's tear it down!"
Suddenly, many people frowned and glanced at him.
A middle-aged man said coldly: "Boy, you come to the wedding, we welcome, if you come to find the difference, you should get out of here!"
The corners of Luo Xingchen's mouth raised, not in a hurry, pretending not to know.
"Haha... Misunderstood, of course I came to cheer, this activity would not work without me!"
He strode forward, holding his head high, ignoring everyone's gaze.
He laughed and entered the wedding hall.
"Hahaha... Today is really a good day! Chen Xingluo is here to congratulate Tianhuangdian for all good luck!"
He laughed unscrupulously, making everyone's ears harsh, and frowning.
They stared at Luo Xingchen coldly, and said in their hearts: Is this a good day? What a problem with you! We can't be happy, you heartless fellow!
Yue Wushuang had been supported by Jian Jinghong, covered his red hijab, and walked forward cautiously.
Luo Xingchen pretended to be nonchalant, shaking the folding fan in his hand, with great interest, commenting: "Miss Yue, it's so beautiful, I can smell a fragrance through the red hijab!"
Then, wearing a silver-white mask, he began to laugh up to the sky: "Hahaha... Shuang'er girl, it is a pity that you marry a dead person, I Chen Xingluo, I have admired for a long time, it is better to give up this wedding, marry you Give it to me, how?"
Suddenly, Jian Jinghong, Yu Wentao, Wu Yuanzhang, and countless people frowned and became angry!
"Bold madman, dare to be presumptuous here! Who are you?" a middle-aged condemned.
Many people couldn't help but drew their swords to face each other. Wu Yuanzhang said solemnly, "Everyone, today is a solemn day. It is not suitable to use knives and guns. Just drive him away."
Only then did Zhu Qiang calm his face and put away his sword.
Luo Xingchen's expression remained unchanged. He still raised the corners of his mouth, holding his arms, playing with the taste: "Shuang'er girl, we are old friends, do you still remember the Xingyan Cave? You advanced to the Spiritual Image Realm and understood the colorful totems. At that time, it was really true. I was stunned!"
Yue Wushuang's delicate body trembled abruptly, her fingers shook, she subconsciously lifted the red hijab directly, looked at Luo Xingchen suspiciously, her eyes dull, and muttered, "Who are you?"
Luo Xingchen strolled in the courtyard, shook his folding fan, and smiled leisurely: "Do you remember, in Black Devil Ridge, there is a tomboy who was trembling with fright by a ghost wolf?"
Yue Wushuang was dumbfounded and became a fool, confused, staring at Luo Xingchen, she was speechless!
She trembled, with tears in her tears, walking towards Luo Xingchen step by step, and stretched out her hand to uncover Luo Xingchen's mask.
Luo Xingchen was not resisting, letting her go, slowly started.
So, this silver-white mask came off gently—
Everyone stared at Luo Xingchen intently, their hearts filled with doubts.
When the mask was uncovered, they became idiot faces—
"..."
"Hiss..."
"Boom..."
"Snapped!"
"Why are you smoking me?"
"Sorry, I want to see if I'm dreaming."
"Damn! Is Lao Tzu dreaming? He, he, he... Luo Xingchen—"
"Your grandma's! Play with me—"
Huangfuhao, Barbarians, Yu Wentao, these young people are almost crazy!
Jian Jinghong and his group were also dumbfounded, stiff and unable to move.
Luo Xingchen smiled, Yue Wushuang couldn't extricate herself...
This smile is just like a river of spring water, melting everyone's cold heart!
"Brother Chen! Hey... You are alive!"
They froze for a long time, still unable to imagine.
Some people, already paralyzed by fright, lie on the ground, dizzy and confused!
"His grandma! Luo Xingchen! I am going to kill you! You made me a big man shed tears!"
Huangfuhao, Xifenglie, Han Xiaoyao, and Barbarian all had the urge to fight.
"This, this... This is not a dream, right?"
Wu Xunkong, Bei Chenyao, and Tai Moyan, these powerful men who have lived for thousands of years, are like children, with crooked mouths, like a stroke.
After a long, long time, they couldn't laugh or cry, they were ecstatic!
Yue Wushuang burst into tears, holding Luo Xingchen, crying with joy.
Jian Jinghong, Qing'er, A Mo, many people were wiping tears.
Luo Xingchen twitched his lips: "Ahem... Um-those white cloths can be removed!"
The corners of the Qiangs’ mouths twitched, their faces darkened, and some people waved their hands: "I withdrew, it's really bad luck! On the day of big rejoicing, what are you doing!"
"Hahaha..."
This day’s deserted palace, filled with laughter and laughter, lasts for a long time...