Those who frequently travel through time should know that wedding scenes in fantasy novels are always full of unexpected twists and turns.
For example, the newlyweds who entered today were truly the envy of all the single people.
The groom was in high spirits, and the bride was as beautiful as a flower.
This made Shen Zhao, Ding Bu'er, and Liang Hao, who had been single for many years, extremely envious, and they kept swallowing hard.
After a long while, Ding Bu'er finally came to his senses and spoke first: "Now that everyone is in, can we begin the banquet?"
Liang Hao immediately took out a bag: "I'm familiar with banquets. It's standard practice to pack up the dishes before serving them."
Shen Zhao: "You two, watch your manners. Don't do anything so undignified. Oh, and wrap up this plate of braised beef and those crispy peanuts. Don't forget the braised pork knuckle and poached chicken on the left either."
The three older men had already packed up their belongings before the banquet even started, while the wedding proceeded smoothly over there.
Unlike the triumphant Lü Baichuan, Nangong Zixin showed no shyness or joy as a bride; instead, her face was cold and indifferent, her bright eyes revealing a hint of disgust, numbness, and confusion.
As they ascended the wedding steps, Lü Baichuan held Nangong Zixin's arm tightly and whispered in her ear with a smile, "What? You still haven't given up? Are you still waiting for your lover to come and rescue you?"
Nangong Zixin's delicate body trembled, and she stared at Lü Baichuan with resentment.
"Did I hit the nail on the head? Do you remember what I told you yesterday? If he dares to come, he will die today."
A hint of panic flashed across Nangong Zixin's face.
Lu Baichuan smiled, took her hand, and slowly walked towards Ning Ruoxue, who was in the chief seat.
From an outsider's perspective, it would look like the two were showing affection in public.
Huang Xiaoting looked at the scene before her with great envy and murmured, "Only a man like the Holy Son of Law is the most enviable husband in the world. Alas, it's a pity that I, Huang Xiaoting, am so beautiful, yet I cannot win the Holy Son's favor."
A female disciple standing nearby remarked, "Senior Sister, the young master sitting in the middle of those three people at that table seems even more handsome than the Holy Son of Law."
Upon hearing this, Huang Xiaoting looked at Shen Zhao, who was at Liang Hao's table, putting plates into bags.
"Indeed, this man has a handsome appearance, but what good is that? What's more important for a man is his background and strength."
Huang Xiaoting curled her lip in disdain.
"Do you know how much the Holy Son offered as betrothal gifts to the Nangong family this time? It's something we wouldn't even dare to dream of."
On the other side, Liang Hao placed two full sacks of freshly prepared food on the corner of the table and said to Shen Zhao, "Big brother, isn't that enough? Shouldn't it be our turn to step up our act and blow up the whole place?"
Shen Zhao calmly poured himself a glass of wine: "Don't rush, there's still a good show to be shown, it's not our turn to appear yet."
"What good show?" Liang Hao asked, puzzled.
Shen Zhao: "You'll find out soon enough."
In the instant he looked up, he caught Yu Xiyan's gaze coming from afar.
Shen Zhao casually raised his glass to her, then poured the wine directly into his own mouth.
Yu Xiyan pursed her lips, wanting to say something but holding back.
At this moment, Lü Baichuan and Nangong Zixin had already walked up to Ning Ruoxue.
Lu Baichuan bowed to Ning Ruoxue first: "Master, thank you for your careful guidance over the years. Now that I have started my own family and career, I will be even more filial to you and will not disgrace the reputation of our Heavenly Annihilation Holy Land."
Ning Ruoxue nodded in satisfaction, but when she saw Nangong Zixin looking absent-minded, her expression changed slightly: "Miss Zixin, you are about to become a wife, why do you look so unwilling?"
He spoke very softly, so that only Lü Baichuan and Nangong Zixin could hear him.
Nangong Zixin's delicate body trembled again. She pursed her cherry-like lips and lowered her head.
Lu Baichuan chuckled: "Master, Zixin must be embarrassed and shy."
Ning Ruoxue nodded: "Seeing you two get along so well puts my mind at ease. Remember not to neglect your cultivation after you get married."
Lu Baichuan: "Your disciple will keep this in mind."
As he spoke, he grabbed Nangong Zixin's hand and forced her to pay her respects to Ning Ruoxue.
Suddenly, a loud shout shattered the pleasant atmosphere.
"Purple Heart! I'm here!"
Nangong Zixin abruptly released Lü Baichuan's hand and turned around to look.
But then a thunderclap sounded in the distance, and Xiao Fan, holding a black iron sword, appeared proudly at the wedding.
"How dare you!"
"Who dares to trespass into the Heavenly Sacred Land!"
"Take it down!"
Immediately, disciples of the Heavenly Sacred Land surrounded Xiao Fan.
Nangong Zixin burst into tears, as if she had a thousand words to say, but couldn't utter a single one.
He's here, my brother Xiao Fan.
Upon seeing this, Shen Zhao immediately perked up. He had never had the chance to experience a wedding robbery in his nine lifetimes, but he had finally caught up with it in this one.
Liang Hao was also shocked and said, "Brother, is this the show you were talking about?"
Shen Zhao nodded and said with a smile, "Although the wedding robbery scene is very cliché, the guys in the Palace Bar all like to watch it."
"Well, I'm a member of the Gongba fan club, so I like watching it too," Ding Bu'er said cheekily.
Shen Zhao was extremely excited: "Come on, I love seeing rivers of blood. Don't disappoint me!"
So the three old men immediately began to watch, their eyes filled with a strange sense of anticipation.
Xiao Fan gazed at the plum blossoms and the moonlight on the high platform, his eyes filled with tender affection.
But when he saw Lü Baichuan next to her, his eyes were filled with overwhelming rage.
"Purple Heart, don't be afraid. Today I will take you away! No one can stop us from being together."
Nangong Zixin covered her lips, tears streaming down her face.
Seeing this, Ning Ruoxue snorted coldly and slowly stood up, saying, "Xiao Fan, I didn't expect you to actually dare to come and ruin my disciple's wedding. Very well, since you're here, then leave your life behind."
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