after losing heart

Chapter 36 [040] The Marriage of the Sect Master

The wedding banquet was held in the largest and most luxurious Yuelai Restaurant in Dalu.

When Qiancheng and his party arrived, the wedding banquet hadn't started yet.

The red silk is overwhelming, the joy is endless, and the guests are full of guests, which is very lively.

Su Mochen led the crowd to find a remote and inconspicuous seat and sat down.

Along the way, Qiancheng probably understood the whole story.

An eminent monk presented a relic to Emperor Wen, but that night, the relic was stolen in the palace.

While the thief was fighting with the guards, he accidentally lost his waist card, which was exclusive to the people of Heishamen.

So Emperor Wen sent Su Mochen to take the relic back when the head of the Heisha Sect was getting married and all the disciples of the Heisha Sect came to gather.

Just where will the relic be placed?
"You wait here, I'll take a look around first!" Su Mochen finished speaking, got up and walked out.

Qian Cheng really wanted to follow, but he didn't want to be looked down upon by him, so he had to give up, his heart was beating like a small drum, what if Si Kong Wei found out that she was here later?
"Hey, are you okay? Does your face look so bad?" Shisi cast a cold glance at her and asked angrily.

In his heart, he still repulsed this woman very much. If it wasn't for Su Mochen's face, he wouldn't even talk to her.

Qiancheng smiled, but he didn't take it seriously, "I'm fine!"

"Why don't I send my sister-in-law back to the inn to rest first!" Su Moyi beside him was quite gentle.

"No! I'm really fine!"

Qiancheng shook his head, and suddenly felt a surge of emotion in his heart, because of the voice of the fourth sister-in-law.

His good brother called her Sisao.

At this moment, cheers and applause broke out in the hall, "The bride and groom are here..."

Qiancheng followed the crowd to follow the prestige.

The first thing that catches the eye is the man surrounded by the crowd, dressed in a bright red wedding gown with fluttering sleeves. Although his face is wearing a cold bronze mask, his dark eyes are as deep as a pool, and his eyes are slightly pursed. The thin lips of the bright moon still cannot hide its domineering and natural temperament.

Pulled by the red silk in his hand, another red figure surrounded by the crowd also walked in slowly. The woman's face could not be seen clearly with the hipa on her head, but her slender figure must be an alluring person.

What a match made in heaven!
For some reason, Qiancheng felt inexplicably lost, not very strong, blunt, but dense.

She withdrew her gaze and looked around, but Su Mochen still didn't come back.

"Ninth brother, do you think fourth master won't encounter any trouble?" She couldn't help asking.

Su Moyi hadn't answered yet, but Fourteen had already preempted him, "Fourth brother is world-class in martial arts, what trouble can he have? He must still be looking for a place to put the relics. This person is unfamiliar with such a small thing, and he deliberately hid it." Get up, how can it be so easy to find?"

Where to put the relics?
Qiancheng read silently, suddenly, a flash of light flashed in his mind.

At this time, the two people in the hall had finished their salutes and were about to enter the bridal chamber. She suddenly stood up from her seat and shouted loudly to the tall and straight red voice: "Master Sikong, please stay!"

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(End of this chapter)