The white clothes are whiter than snow, and the face is like a fairy.

The person who walked out of the sedan chair had a blank expression on his face, but everyone was terrified and attracted by his appearance.

If there is the most shocked expression in the world, it must be the expressions of the people present now.

If there is the most confused person in the world, it must be Feng Qing who has a blank expression now.

Feng Qing had already thought of a series of words before getting off the car, but after getting off the sedan chair and meeting so many people, her mind was confused.

Then she thought for three seconds and felt that she had better not act rashly now.

After all, looking at the expressions of those people opposite, they were also quite confused.

The two sedan chair drivers were dumbfounded.

The two of them were holding the sedan chair the whole time and did not notice what happened in the sedan chair at all.

The two elders of Jieyi Pavilion were also stunned at this moment.

They had planned everything, but no one expected that Feng Wuhen was not hiding in the servants, but in the sedan chair.

"This, this is Feng Wuhen?" someone murmured.

Everyone knows the great reputation of Feng Wuhen, but few people can see his appearance with their own eyes.

Although everyone knows that Feng Wuhen likes to sneak into a place without anyone noticing, no one expected that this time, he actually walked down from the sedan chair. The

person who was picked up in the sedan chair should have been a beautiful girl, but now it was replaced by a well-known Huo Yan Wang in the world.

However, the reason why everyone was stunned was not just because of this.

Everyone says that Feng Wuhen is a scary and dangerous person.

But... no one has ever said that

... Feng Wuhen actually has such a look.

What attracted everyone's attention the most was the wedding dress Feng Wuhen was wearing.

- A snow-white wedding dress.

No one in this world has ever seen a man wearing a wedding dress, let alone a white wedding dress.

Ladies in the imperial court would embroider their own wedding dress. They would use all their skills on this wedding dress, stitch by stitch, to embroider it to make it look its best.

This is something that a woman would wear when she got married, and it is the most beautiful moment in the life of many women.

The wedding dress should have been bright red, but at this moment it was snow-white, and that white had a strange beauty.

Feng Qing felt uncomfortable all over, and she thought to herself, why are these people staring at her with such eyes?

Although she has always had a middle school hairstyle since she was a child, she is rarely looked up and down by a group of people like this.

How to put it, this kind of look is a bit like mental retardation, and a bit like pervert, with that kind of strange feeling that makes people want to punch them.

Since Feng Qing didn't know what the clothes she was wearing looked like in the eyes of the ancients, she didn't know how shocking her appearance was.

...

No one has ever seen a man in a wedding dress.

No one has ever seen a man in a wedding dress that can attract everyone's attention.

Feng Qing dressed up specially today to attend the tea party. People who have been to this kind of tea party also know that except for a few gifted people, everyone else has a thick foundation wall.

She even lifted her bangs, but with the thickness of her eye makeup, she felt at ease thinking that even if she lifted them, no one would really be able to tell what she looked like.

If it was an ordinary man standing there in a wedding dress, then the picture would definitely be a little strange.

After all, the picture would be a bit funny if you think about it. A tall and strong man, even with a beard, wearing a wedding dress carefully embroidered by a woman would be ridiculous no matter how you look at it.

But Feng Wuhen was different.

As soon as he appeared on the scene, he shocked everyone.

"How, how, how could it be..." At this moment, Chu Changzui, who always had a quick mind, stuttered.

Not to mention Feng Xiruo and Bai Yan'er beside him, especially Bai Yan'er, whose expression was blank.

"Wait." Chu Changzui suddenly figured out something, "The shopkeeper has been missing for several days, and it turns out that he came here!"

The problem that had troubled the inn's employees for several days was suddenly solved at this moment.

Chu Changzui originally thought that the shopkeeper had no interest in Bai Yan'er's affairs, so he suddenly disappeared from the inn. Now it seems that he is not not interested at all, but very interested.

"The shopkeeper..." Bai Yan'er was also confused.

At this moment, her eyes were also focused on the white wedding dress on Feng Wuhen.

She knew that the shopkeeper had changed into a wedding dress specially to replace her, and this matter sounded very funny.

After all, how can a man wear a woman's wedding dress?

That feeling was like a ram that deliberately cut off its own horns in order to infiltrate a flock of ewes.

At this moment, Bai Yan'er also understood that if it were anyone else, she would be focusing on more serious matters.

Like how did the shopkeeper appear, and how he was going to leave.

Or how big a favor it was to come to save someone in a wedding dress, and how to repay it in the future.

But...

now Bai Yan'er couldn't help but keep her eyes on the shopkeeper's face.

And...

that... slender waist.

This should be something she would never think about now, but Bai Yan'er couldn't control herself at all, like a magnet attracted by a magnet.

When Bai Yan'er saw this scene, the first thing that came to her mind was... This dress really matches the shopkeeper.

But how can a man match a wedding dress?

How can an extremely delicate wedding dress, a wedding dress that represents the gentlest side of a daughter, match Feng Wuhen, who is feared by everyone in the martial arts world?

This is Feng Wuhen, whose strength is close to that of a saint, and who is feared by everyone in the martial arts world.

Bai Yan'er touched her hot face, her mind was in a mess.

She felt that she was really crazy.

"He, when did he sneak in?"

The two elders of Jieyi Pavilion finally came to their senses at this time, and their eyes became serious in an instant.

Unexpectedly, really unexpectedly.

Feng Wuhen could actually do this.

It was at this time that the two of them felt a kind of pressure, and that kind of pressure was felt just by hearing the three words "Feng Wuhen".

A person's name is like a tree's shadow.

Feng Wuhen walked towards this side slowly. With his expressionless face, that terrible sense of oppression instantly came over. Everyone knew that Feng Wuhen was extremely dangerous at the moment.

Jieyi Pavilion had prepared many emergency plans for Feng Wuhen's sudden appearance before, and they should be useful at this moment.

However, the current situation has caused some unexpected situations.

The elder of Jieyi Pavilion still remembered that it was written in the emergency plan, "If you see Feng Wuhen, you must release the greatest murderous aura, which can slow down Feng Wuhen's actions a little."

However, looking at Feng Wuhen who was slowly walking towards him, he wanted to release the murderous aura desperately, but he didn't know why it was stuck.

"What's going on?" Another elder beside him was extremely angry. He wanted to release his murderous aura to Feng Wuhen immediately, but he saw Feng Wuhen staring at him silently.

"This man looks unfriendly." Feng Qing thought, "Should I take out my big treasure?"

Thinking so, she untied the string of cinnabar from her wrist.

...Then, the moment she untied it, Feng Qing's heart skipped a beat.

Oh my god!!!

...

Here I have to reiterate again that Feng Qing is essentially a very poor person.

No matter how rich the inn is, she is just a small clerk with a monthly salary of 4,000.

So, Feng Qing has a problem.

...She likes to buy fakes.

It's not the case that she would buy Sprite for Lei Bi, but most of the things that Feng Qing couldn't afford, she would buy counterfeit goods, without any sense of shame in case of being exposed. Anyway

, no one would think that what she bought was real.

But who knew that Feng Qing's behavior would bring her terrible consequences.

Because it was not until she took off the cinnabar that Feng Qing discovered a terrible thing from the cuffs of the bride.

It had faded.

A bolt from the blue.

Feng Qing had just put the cinnabar on her sleeves, and when she took it off, she saw that there was a very obvious circle of red on the cuffs, dyeing her extremely expensive bride's clothes slightly red.

It was at this time that Feng Qing suddenly remembered that this thing seemed to be a small commodity that a tour guide forced her to buy when she went on a trip with her mother.

It was obvious that it was definitely not real. It was dyed.

Why did you dye it!

Feng Qing was going crazy.

She would accept you even if you were plastic! You dyed it! How could she pretend to be rich if it was dyed! Even if the ancients could not understand plastic, they could understand dyeing!

What should I do! What should I do!

And this wedding dress is so expensive! What should I do if it is dyed red and cannot be washed off!

At this time, the elder standing opposite Feng Qing was still observing her.

He thought that this wedding dress was made very beautifully and looked like it was made by a pair of skillful hands. Even if it was made of white cloth, it gave people an inexplicable sense of magnificence.

It can be seen that this is not a crudely made wedding dress.

But why not red?

Is it some kind of quirk of Feng Wuhen? But even if so, what is the reason for him to do this?

At this moment, he suddenly saw Feng Wuhen on the opposite side slowly stretching out one of his hands and taking off a string of Buddhist beads from his wrist. He

looked at the string of Buddhist beads and seemed to be slightly stunned, as if he thought of something in his mind.

The Buddhist beads were held in Feng Wuhen's hand. Although the elder suddenly felt a little curious, he could not see clearly what the Buddhist beads looked like.

But the next words of Feng Wuhen, which seemed to be talking to himself, suddenly made his heart fall to the bottom.

He heard Feng Wuhen mutter to himself in a very low voice:

"It has already been dyed a little red... If it is dyed again, the clothes will all turn red."