Chapter 169 Extra Story 2 Double Happiness
On the day of the big wedding, the Wangyue Sect wrote red wishes everywhere, Yu Xuanzhi smiled like a chrysanthemum with a handsome face, and politely welcomed the congratulatory guests into the sect.

Elder Jingyan was sitting at the door, holding a brush in his hand, writing down the amount of gift money that the guests followed one by one.

Inside the room, Qiao Wan was dressed in a bright red wedding dress, with a little makeup on, pinched a piece of paper, and took a sip.

Guan Mingyue wiped her tears, pinned a golden hairpin into Qiao Wan's bun, and whispered, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

"Who says it's not!" Zhong Qing sniffed, grabbed Qiao Wan's fingertips with a look of reluctance, and whispered, "Our Qiao Qiao is so good, it's really cheap for that kid!"

"What are you two crying about on the big day?" Jinhua was now beside her. Seeing the two of them like this, she rolled her eyes angrily, pushed Guan Mingyue away, and said with a soft smile, "Little Qiao, don't listen to the two of them." Yes, Xie Muchen treats you sincerely, and you two should have a good relationship for a hundred years!"

"Senior Sister is right." Sitting aside, Dong Lingruo grinned and shook the notebook in his hand, "The story of the two of you is touching. This is the third time I've read it."

Qiao Wan raised her red lips and said softly, "It's all written by Senior Sister Meng to trick people, don't take it seriously."

"Who said that!" Meng Su was dissatisfied, patted the table with her little hand, and said loudly, "There are a lot of plots here that the senior brother asked me to write!"

Qiao Wan was taken aback, apparently not expecting this to happen.

"Brother Xie's thoughts have already been clearly written on his face." Meng Su raised an eyebrow at her, smiling pointedly.

As soon as Qiao Wan's face became hot, she was already full of color before putting on rouge.

"That's right." Zhong Qing stretched out his hand to touch the storage bag, and said softly, "Du Ya asked me to give you something, and said it was compensation for what I did to you, and that you would definitely use it!"

"What is what! Could it be spring..."

Guan Mingyue covered Meng Su's mouth, gritted her teeth and said, "There are still children here, can you say something nutritious?"

Meng Su was taken aback, then lowered her head to meet Xiao Cang's clear eyes.

Meng Su: ...

It almost destroyed the cultivation flowers.

Qiao Wan glanced at her, then turned to look at Zhong Qing, also curious, "What is it?"

"Found it!" Zhong Qing stretched out the bag with her little hand, and showed the object in front of everyone.

It was like a weed, green all over, with a small yellow bud at the top.

"What is this?" Qiao Wan asked in a low voice, feeling puzzled by the vast aura contained in this plant.

"Du Ya said what is this... an elderberry?"

"Bonegrass!"

The voices of Zhong Qing and Meng Su sounded at the same time, echoing in Qiao Wan's ears.

Qiao Wan only felt a ringing in her ears, and those three words echoed in her mind, causing her to lose her response.

Elderberry...

"This elderberry is exactly the elixir that Brother Xie used to heal his left hand!" Meng Su couldn't hide his excitement, and his voice became a little louder, "This matter is a big demon of my uncle, and it can finally be resolved!"

Qiao Wan's heart trembled a little, she stretched out her hands to take it, raised her eyes to look at Zhong Qing, and said in a low voice, "For me... thank him."

"There's nothing to thank, it's because he was wrong first." Zhong Qing waved his hand indifferently, and was happy for Qiao Wan from the bottom of his heart, "In this way, it's even more joy than joy!"

Qiao Wan bit her lower lip, nodded slowly, and murmured, "That's great..."

"Girls, are you ready? The guests are all here!"

Chu Ge stood in front of the door, and as soon as he finished speaking, he could clearly hear the crackling sound coming from the room.

The girls hurriedly stuffed a round fan into Qiao Wan's hand, and hugged her out of the room.

In the front yard, all major sects were present, talking about something with great interest.

Xie Muchen stood on the wooden platform set up, a trace of irritability flashed in his eyes.

The noise around him made him a little displeased, but when he thought of marrying the girl he was thinking of, his impatience disappeared in an instant.

"Qiao Wan is here!"

I don't know who yelled, and then there were gasps one after another, and Xie Muchen's sanity was successfully recalled.

He raised his eyes towards the door, and there was a smear of red in his eyes.

The size of the wedding dress was just right, and the properly tucked waistline highlighted the woman's graceful figure. A round fan with gold silk and phoenix patterns blocked most of the woman's face, revealing only her pair of clean and watery eyes.

Xie Muchen subconsciously stood up straight, his fingertips hidden in his sleeves trembled slightly, he almost held his breath, and stared at the girl walking towards him without blinking.

She walked very slowly, even though Xie Muchen was clamoring madly in his heart for her to go faster and faster, but he was still greedy for the beauty of her at this moment.

Qiao Wan moved her lotus steps lightly, and looked straight at the man opposite.

The human voice was chaotic, but she seemed to be unable to hear it, and only cared about the person in front of her.

Xiao Cang walked beside Qiao Wan, with a small bamboo basket on her arm. In the basket were the petals sent by Zhong Lingchen, each of which was plucked by herself.

Xiao Cang sprinkled the petals in front of Qiao Wan, muttering in a low voice, "Walk the flowery road, walk the flowery road, happiness can't be stopped..."

"Fairies from all walks of life, please bless my sister, and may all her wishes come true."

Qiao Wan suddenly felt some soreness in her eyes, held back her tears, and stepped step by step on the flower path her brother had planted for her.

"Jojo, give me your hand."

Xie Muchen stretched out his hand, and it landed in front of Qiao Wan's eyes.

Qiao Wan didn't hesitate for a moment, and put her little hand on his slightly callused palm.

"Married as a married couple, there is no doubt about their love, and the two are of the same heart..."

The two stood together, listening to the presiding master of Lingshan Temple personally praying for them.

Yu Xuanzhi stood at the door, his brows and eyes curved, and he hid the wooden stick in his hand behind his back.

That was the marriage lottery he begged for the two in the middle of the night yesterday.

It is signed on the top.

On the top of the mountain outside the sect gate, there are many spirit beasts surrounding them, and they are also using their unique ways to congratulate the king.
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When Elder Jingyan found Yun Xingjian, he was hiding in a corner and weeping bitterly.

Elder Jingyan shook his head helplessly, and asked softly, "Why are you crying when you are so happy?"

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow..." Sword Master Yun Xing held his handkerchief in his mouth, teary-eyed, and sobbed, "Jojo is really confused to marry at such a young age!"

Elder Jingyan couldn't listen anymore, raised his hand and slapped him on the back of the head, "What nonsense!"

Sword Master Yun Xing suffered from the pain, wiped his nose, and said in a low voice, "Isn't this... the first time I'm marrying a disciple, it feels like marrying a daughter!"

"They just got married, and they will still live in the sect in the future!" Elder Jingyan felt speechless, and raised his voice, "Besides, you don't even have a daughter, how do you know what it's like to marry a daughter?"

Sword Master Yun Xing pursed his lips, and said in a low voice, "If you have a baby with me, won't you have one?"

"What did you say?" Elder Jing Yan didn't hear clearly, and bent down to ask.

"It's nothing!" Sword Master Yun Xing waved his hand, and ended the topic with a guilty expression.

After all, a marriage proposal should be more formal.

Be ready for him to be ready.

(End of this chapter)

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