Hearing this, He Shiba's attention focused, and he immediately slapped the table and said,
"Why do you say there is no man better than Qingyu? Isn't that the big brother Pan Dengyan? He is a second-grade strong man, Qingyu is only a third-grade man.
In my opinion, Brother Dengyan is much better than Han Yun, and he is also unmarried. "
After speaking, He Shiba glanced into the distance and saw Pan Dengyan who was chatting with a group of monks, his cheeks slightly red.
Iron trees bloom.
Seeing her reaction, the elders all acted like human beings, and they didn't understand why.
This girl, the Saint, probably likes Pan Dengyan.
Pan Dengyan grew up learning martial arts since he was a child. Later, he visited the seven major forces in Dachuan and became a disciple of all seven major forces. Naturally, people in the Wushen Sect were no stranger to him.
Everyone knows that he is brave, loyal, patriotic, and has a pure heart. He is indeed an excellent man.
But in the past, their thoughts were all on Qingyu and not on Pan Dengyan.
The elders were flexible and suddenly felt that Pan Dengyan was actually no worse than Qingyu.
So, He Shiyi smiled and said,
"Actually, Brother Dengyan is not bad. Let's not force the saint all the time. Let her choose the person she likes. After all, a woman must marry the person she likes to be happy."
"Yes, yes, this guy Dengyan is really good and has a good character. He and I have known each other for many years, so we know him pretty well."
"He will be here soon. Saint, you have to hold on tight."
Their words made He Shiba's face turn redder. He immediately punched each of them and cursed angrily,
"A bunch of old people are so anxious to get me married? If you have this time, you should quickly figure out how to kill the monkey."
When the monkey was mentioned, everyone fell silent. That monkey was simply a disgrace to the Witch God Cult, and they had always vowed to kill the monkey for revenge.
Later, I heard that the monkey had a fight with Han Yun, and Han Yun couldn't be killed, so no one mentioned the matter of revenge again.
"Holy girl, don't mention the monkey. We will talk about you today. The boy will come soon, so you have to hold on tight."
"Shut up, if you want to tell me, I won't!"
He Shiba gritted his teeth.
At this moment, Pan Dengyan finished chatting with the elders of White Horse Temple and walked towards the Witch God Sect.
"Seniors, this junior is polite."
Although the strong are respected in the world, the rules and etiquette should be followed. Pan Dengyan is indeed one generation younger than several elders.
He Shiyi stood up, patted Pan Dengyan on the shoulder, and said with a smile,
"Old Pan, do you want a wife or not?"
He Shiba: What the hell...
In the evening, the sun gradually sets, and it is finally time to go to the church to get married.
Han Yun went to the backyard and pulled the two brides out.
On both sides of the bride, there are two women. These are the sisters from her natal family who came to marry.
Fairy Xuanyi didn't have one before, so she planned to find a good junior sister in the sect, but now that she has a biological sister, of course she asked her biological sister Jialan to come and see her off.
As for Qi Xiaoyu, she didn't have a biological sister, but the Qi family was from a well-known family and had many peers, so she found a cousin to send her off.
In the main hall, the head of the family and the head of the Qi family were sitting in the middle, while Qi Xiaoyu's parents were sitting next to them.
After all, neither Han Yun nor Fairy Xuanyi had parents, so they had no choice but to invite the master over. Although Qi Xiaoyu was there, the clan leader had personally participated, so it was hard for them to grab the spot.
Just when saluting, Han Yun took Qi Xiaoyu and bowed to them.
After the ceremony, Han Yun took the two princesses to the bedroom.
Qi Xiaoyu's parents looked at her retreating back and wiped away tears.
"Oh, I'm married. I'm finally married. I'm just a child."
"I can't bear to let her go, but when my daughter grows up, she will always get married. Being able to marry a man who truly loves her and be a princess is a blessing that has been cultivated in eight lifetimes."
"What's wrong with a princess? Alas, I just hope that I won't be bullied or wronged in the future."
After sending Fairy Xuanyi away, Jialan turned around and walked into the banquet, sitting next to Zhang Xiaoyu. There were other generals at the table.
"I never thought that one day in this life I would see my sister get married."
Jialan said with a smile.
"It's good. With your relatives here, you won't be so lonely in the future. When I'm not around, you can come to Yin Yang Sect to chat with your sister."
Zhang Xiaoyu smiled.
The other generals around him were all surprised, looked at Zhang Xiaoyu and asked,
"Lao Zhang, is your wife the princess's biological sister?"
Zhang Xiaoyu nodded,
"yes."
"No, why don't you say anything about such a big thing? I haven't even heard of you mentioning it. Your son and the prince are actually brothers-in-law? Are you so lucky?"
"That's right, why don't you even say anything about your background? Why are you waiting for us brothers to kowtow to you?"
"Stop saying anything and just punish yourself with three bowls."
"That's not right. Isn't Mrs. Zhang from Loulan? Princess Xuanyi is from Yanchuan, and I heard she is the head of the Yin Yang Sect. She can't be beaten by these eight poles."
Zhang Xiaoyu smiled bitterly and said,
"Well... the princess's life experience is a bit complicated, and I can't say much about it. After all, it's the prince's family matter, so don't ask any more questions."
"That's right. It's not good to ask too much about the prince's affairs. Come, come, have a drink."
Just when everyone was changing glasses and the servants were serving dishes, someone shouted,
"The groom's official came out and poured wine on him!"
Everyone looked up and saw that Han Yun had taken off his groom's official hat and big red flower, and was walking towards here in a red robe.
The wedding has been completed, and now comes the happiest part of the wedding.
After all, the two brides were princesses, and it would not be good for them to make trouble, so they targeted Han Yun.
Everyone knows that Zhenbei King Han Yun is approachable, has no pretensions, and is very friendly, so he is not restrained and the atmosphere suddenly becomes lively.
Han Yun looked at the enthusiastic guests and said loudly,
"Don't be anxious, everyone, I will go to each table to toast."
After finishing speaking, he took the lead to walk to the table where Wang Fugui and others sat at the table of princes and senior officials, and said to Wang Fugui Chai Yuan,
"Save a seat for me at the end of your table."
"good."
Several people were overjoyed. They had high status but were ranked last, and they were not angry because King Zhenbei would finally sit at their table and have a drink with them.
Han Yun took the wine jar and bowl and walked towards the table of generals.
"Congratulations to Your Majesty on your wedding."
Nie Ze, Zhao Long and others stood up to congratulate.
"Marshal Nie has worked hard and achieved great results. Zhao Long is young and promising. With you guys guarding the border, I feel relieved. Come on, do it."
Everyone drank it all.
After chatting with them for a few words, Han Yun went to the table where the head of the Yin Yang Sect was sitting.
"Yun'er has grown up. I still remember that when you were brought here, you were only a little older. Now you are married. I'm so happy and congratulated."
The leader smiled.
Some people died, but not completely...
