Within the altar.
A young man with an average appearance descended from the sky, with a large black and white eagle hovering above his head, a red bird hanging like fire on his shoulder, and a snow-white dog walking side by side.
"Young Master is back!" Elder Zhao, one of the five registered elders, stood up to greet him in a hurry.
"King Mortal!"
The registered elders of the other four families also stepped forward, nodding and bowing as low as they could, because... the young man in their eyes was the most prestigious being in the Yin Sect today!
"Thank you for your hard work, everyone."
Zhao Fan nodded lightly and stretched out his hand not to hit the smiling man. His powerful strength did not inflate him to the point where he looked down upon all living beings. Moreover, his character remained consistent under the discipline of his great-uncle and had long been fixed in his bones. Doesn't change with anything.
"It's not hard, it's not hard."
The five elders laughed as if a blessing had come to them, and secretly sighed in their hearts that King Mortal really had no airs at all. No wonder he had achieved such an achievement at such a young age.
"Then I'll take my leave first. My father is waiting for dinner at the house." Zhao Fan smiled, and went into the mist with the three holy realm "pets".
The next moment, he appeared outside the edge of the fog.
Zhao Fan looked down at the long red carpet on the ground, which ended at the Zhao family, and then noticed the appearance of the dungeon in the distance. He shook his head and smiled bitterly: "For my marriage, it is so grand. ? It’s too extravagant and wasteful.”
Even though he said this, he was extremely satisfied in his heart. Moreover, the Zhao family had a great business, and they had wiped out the Shenji Sect and seized a huge amount of resources. It would not hurt to be ten times more luxurious than this.
Zhao Fan ordered the Sky-Screaming Demon Eagle to fly to the Zhao Mansion first, indicating that he had entered the dungeon, and then he, Long Baobao, and Yingying started walking on the red carpet as if they were strolling in a garden.
The red carpet will be guarded by a member of the Zhao family at intervals. The order from above is that no one is allowed to step on the carpet before the wedding to avoid getting it dirty.
However, at this moment, they did not dare to intercept the young man who was strutting on the carpet. Just kidding, the most solemn wedding in the history of the Zhao family was prepared for this young master who was at the top of the Hidden Sect. Who dared to sacrifice their brains? come to grief?
In this way, Zhao Fan followed them unimpeded along the red carpet to the gate of Zhao Mansion. Everywhere he passed, he was greeted with adoring glances...
Once inside.
Then several figures came into his sight.
Zhao Yan, Lin Qianqian, Zhao Yin and uncle Zhao Hou.
"This brat, has he gone wild in the United States?" Zhao Yan came up and rubbed Zhao Fan's hair wildly, "He speaks with a foreign accent every time he walks."
Zhao Hou came to the rescue and said: "Haha, you are young, it's normal."
"Ahem, this is the walking posture of a duke in the blood race, a true nobleman." Zhao Fan said jokingly: "I walked out of the altar and saw such a long red carpet. If I don't walk like this, will it be worthy of it?"
"Ha ha."
Zhao Yan and Zhao Hou laughed endlessly.
"I think he's quite handsome." Zhao Yin turned her head and asked, "Isn't it Qianqian?"
Lin Qianqian nodded. She was the youngest here and was quite reserved.
Zhao Fan directly took her hand and walked to the head of the house with the three big brothers of the Zhao family. However, the first thing he did was not eat, but went to the elegant courtyard behind to visit Zhao Tianchang.
Except for Zhao Tianchang's difficulty in moving, his communication was not affected at all. He looked at his grandson and grandson's wife with a smile, but did not speak.
Zhao Fan seemed to hold the other person's hand without any grudge and said two words, "Grandpa."
"Hmm... um!" Zhao Tianchang nodded excitedly, "Fan'er is willing to call me."
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