"Qian...Sister Qianqiu, don't cry!"

"I feel uncomfortable if you do this."

Seeing Gong Qianqiu's tears flashing, the Seven Saints suddenly panicked, his mind became even more messy, and his body was a little inexplicably irritated.

"Silly kid, sister is so happy!"

Gong Qianqiu wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, then helped the Seven Saints to tidy up their robe, and dusted the slight dust stuck on their shoulders.

"As such a big person, I don't know how to take care of myself? It really makes my sister worried!"

"But from now on, my sister gets married and can't take care of you as she used to. You have to take good care of yourself."

"Don't drink alcohol without eating. It's bad for your appetite. You can also eat less elixirs. It contains cinnabar, which is not good for your body, and......"

Gong Qianqiu talked about many subtle daily things, and tears fell down again "uncontrolled".

"You should also find a woman who treats you sincerely, so that I can feel completely relieved."

"Today is my sister's day. Don't be depressed, do you hear that?"

"Okay, I'm going to entertain guests, take good care of yourself!"

Gong Qianqiu said at the end and she even cried like rain, then turned around and ran away.

Looking at Gong Qianqiu's back as he left, the Seven Saints's heart was empty, and suddenly felt as if he had lost something.

There was also a breath in my chest, and it was really unbearable that I couldn't get up or down.

"Sister, sister..."

The Seven Saints murmured in a low voice, and the blockage in their throats and chest became stronger and they suddenly felt upset again.

Instinctively wanted to drink a few sips of wine, but when he thought of Gong Qianqiu's instructions just now, he put the wine pot aside.

Looking at the scene of Gong Qianqiu and the Great Saint Son holding hands to toasting guests on the high platform in the distance, the Seven Saint Son's eyes felt a little sore, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

He was like a child who was ruthlessly robbed of his favorite toys, so angry, but so helpless, and even powerless.

The entire wedding was in a daze, either in a daze or wandering out of the sky, like an empty body with a lost soul.

There were red makeup several miles in front of the main gate of Taixu Shenzong, and the carriages on the street were arranged in an orderly manner. There were endless people coming to congratulate and give gifts.

The red felt was paved for several miles, and the bluestone road was covered with rose petals, and colorful ribbons were tied to the trees on the street.

The wedding was so grand with gongs and drums and firecrackers.

The cheers from the crowd were even more shocking, as if they could reach the sky.

Looking at everything in front of him, Xiao Feng's face was extremely gloomy.

Since he was seriously injured last time and threw it into the ditch, Xiao Feng fled back to the Cangqiu Sect in a mess.

After these days of rest and recuperation, all internal injuries have recovered and even their skills have been broken.

Xiao Feng naturally also received the news that Gong Qianqiu and the Great Saint Son were married today.

He came over to check the details of the wedding. Even Xiao Feng himself didn't know what kind of mentality he was in. Perhaps he was unwilling to accept it or perhaps he felt sad.

But behind Xiao Feng, Tiansi, Xie Huanyu and others were followed.

In fact, they did not want to come to Taixu Shenzong. If they were discovered by the Three Saints and Gong Qianqiu, they would have to die.

But Xiao Feng insisted on coming, so Xie Huanyu and others could only follow him with the bullet. After all, in their eyes, Xiao Feng was Ye Junlin's beloved disciple.

If Xiao Feng loses his life under their noses, they will also face Ye Junlin's crazy revenge, and Xie Zhongmou will be the first to be killed.

"Xiao Feng, you must hold back after a while. We are simply powerless to fight against the masters of the Taixu Divine Sect."

Xie Huanyu begged with a sad face.
Chapter completed!