Chapter 210 It's too embarrassing, I want to separate the family!
Chapter 210 It's too embarrassing, I want to separate the family!
Chapter 210 It's too embarrassing, I want to separate the family!
Chapter 210 It's too embarrassing, I want to separate the family!
Basically all ethnic groups are here.
The last ones to come were the three brothers from Kunlun Mountain.
In fact, Lao Tzu and Tong Tian had already noticed about Nu Wa and Jiu Fei, but it was only a matter of time.
Only Yuqing Yuanshi, who was so naive and stupid, didn't realize it until the last moment when the Dragon Clan personally sent out invitations to the wedding banquet.
The moment the three brothers Sanqing appeared on Longsheng Island, all the forces that came to the Dragon Clan to participate in the wedding banquet immediately started gossiping.
In addition to the future Six Saints, there were also many foreign races who were not weak in strength.
The lineup was unprecedented, covering almost the entire prehistoric era.
At the beginning of the Yuqing Dynasty in Kunlun Mountains, the mad pursuit of Tai Sutian Nuwa has long been a well-known public event.
Almost no one knows no one knows.
"Look! Isn't that Yuanshi Tianzun of Kunlun Mountain?! He actually has the nerve to come?"
"Haha... It must be an uncomfortable feeling to see the woman you like marry as someone else's wife!"
"This Yuqing Yuanshi has been pursuing Nuwa for millions of years. At that time, he must have never thought that he was chasing someone else's wife, hehe..."
There was a rustling discussion at the scene.
As for the three brothers of Sanqing, the three of them also felt that they couldn't hold back their face, and my old face was burning hot.
I just wish the party would start sooner and end sooner.
And Yuqing Yuanshi, from the moment one foot set foot on Longsheng Island, kept his head down, his eyes locked on his own feet.
I feel so sad.
Knowing now, Yuanshi Tianzun couldn't believe that Nuwa would actually marry Jiu Fei.
It seems that she doesn't care about being cheated on herself, but feels sad that the person she likes has become someone else's woman.
"I told you, don't come, don't listen! If you insist on coming, it's better now, look at those bastards, I guess they won't shut up if they don't talk their tongues out."
The expression on Lao Tzu's face became more and more ugly.
When I was in Kunlun Mountain, Laozi and Tongtian had been persuading Yuanshi Tianzun not to go, but to stay in the dojo.
When the time comes, the two of them will prevaricate any reason, and it will be over.
But this stubborn fool decided to come, saying that he wanted to send his beloved woman on her last journey.
I was not happy at that time.
"The last ride?! Do you think you are her father, and you need to deliver it to the other party yourself?!"
In the end, Hanhan couldn't get over a single muscle.
As a moral god, Lao Tzu hates this kind of messy thing that corrupts the family style the most. Besides, the three brothers have not separated yet.
It belongs to one prosperity and one loss.
It seems that after this incident!We must find a way to separate as soon as possible!
I secretly made up my mind.
This face, whoever wants to throw it away!
Anyway, my father, I absolutely can't afford to lose this person!
Tongtian doesn't care about these things, but Tongtian can also see Lao Tzu's intention to separate the family.
The brain is thinking rapidly about the various advantages and disadvantages to oneself after the separation.
It seems that there is nothing wrong with splitting up. On the contrary, it is more convenient for me to receive powerful people of all ethnic groups.
Yesheng's Lao Tzu, who complains all day long that he is a mess, welcomes all kinds of casual cultivators, making Kunlun Mountain messy.
After the family is divided, it is entirely up to me, Tongtian, to have the final say.
Thinking of this, Tongtian smiled calmly.
As for the other tribes, they all came to join in the fun, drinking tea with their legs crossed, chatting with each other.
The wedding banquet finally officially began.
A group of lobsters skillfully greeted everyone to take their seats in the already decorated hall.
The layout is almost the same as the last time I married Chang Xi.
Nu Wa is not a saint yet, and Jiu Fei doesn't want to cause Chang Xi's dissatisfaction in this regard.
Besides, it's just a matter of situation, there is no need to make it too grand, and it is already grand enough, at least in the whole prehistoric, the two wedding banquets I held are among the best.
If you are rich, you have to count the Dragon Clan.
Followed by.
Some talented dragon girls began to play the prelude to the wedding banquet.
Amidst the cheerful music of Didi Da Da, a group of graceful little dragon girls, holding various fruit snacks in their hands, served them to the guests in the hall.
"It's auspicious time!"
An elder from the dragon clan in charge of marriage walked out with a smile.
As soon as the words were finished, Jiu Fei and Nu Wa, wearing red wedding dresses, walked out hand in hand at the innermost side of the hall.
Jiu Fei always had a faint smile on his face, which not only highlighted the beauty of the wedding banquet, but also retained the majesty of the Dragon King.
Nuwa followed closely behind her husband, with a happy expression on her face.
The process is very simple and was deliberately modified by Jiu Fei.
This is just a cutscene, Jiu Fei doesn't want to waste time on it.
Soon, the two sat down.
Zulong and Zhulong, as family members, cleaned themselves up decently today.
It looks very energetic, even the pair of dragon horns on the top of the head are polished very delicately.
It can be seen how much these two attach importance to Jiu Fei's wedding banquet.
Of course, Zulong also has his own thoughts.
He turned his head and glanced at Zhulong, who was about to take off the dragon ornament on his head, with an awkward expression on his face.
A helpless sigh came out of his nostrils.
Speaking of which, I and Zhulong are the two earliest dragon emperors of the Dragon Clan. In terms of status, the Holy Dragon myself is naturally higher than Jiu Fei.
Although Zhulong is not as good as Jiu Fei, in terms of strength, Zhulong is only a quasi-sage in the prehistoric world.
Why didn't they have such a marriage? !
Not only does Jiu Fei exist, but he is already the second one.
This time, Zulong also wanted to take advantage of Jiufei's enthusiasm to re-establish the image of himself and Zhulong in the prehistoric world.
To put it bluntly, it is to sell yourself.
Of course, Zulong was embarrassed to express his thoughts.
I can only clean myself up and let these prehistoric creatures spread my image.
"Cough cough..."
Zu Long cleared his throat, and all the bosses in the audience fell silent instantly.
They knew that Zulong had something to say.
"Today is a great day for our Dragon Clan. Let us raise our glasses and wish the Fei Long Emperor his sweet wife!"
Happy to have a lovely wife? !
This sounded a bit wrong.
It seems that this Zulong is not as old-fashioned as in the legend, and his words are quite interesting.
Yeah yeah.
A group of big guys in the audience were chatting in low voices.
Whoa!
Everyone stood up one after another, raised their cups full of wine, and blessed the couple in unison.
Then, there were all kinds of exciting programs, and all the bigwigs present clapped their hands and applauded.
Xiyin and Zhunti looked at the extravagant scene in front of them.
"Didn't this dragon clan just create a catastrophe?! How does it look..."
"Tsk tsk! I have to say that the dragon clan is really the biggest rich man in the prehistoric world, not one of them!"
I saw Zhunti's eyes twinkling with starlight, full of envy.
Of course, among the big guys present, they are far from the only ones who have this idea.
What happened to the Dragon Clan before, I am afraid that no one in the prehistoric world knows, those 9 water monsters controlled by mysterious masters have turned all the sub-cities of the Dragon Clan upside down.
At this time, shouldn't it be a desperate effort to repair the damaged sub-city? !
(End of this chapter)
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