Chapter 818 Something Big Must Have Happened to the Duanmu Family

Just when everyone was anxious to get angry, Yang Yiyun walked out of his room, holding several sets of wedding clothes in his hands.

Seeing the tired look on his face, the resentment in the hearts of several women dissipated a lot.

Grandma also breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Yang Yiyun, with a smile on her face, but she still walked over, laughed and scolded Yang Yiyun, picked up Yang Yiyun's ears and said, "You little bastard, you come back with such a bad idea, hurry up and meet the guests with grandma."

With his grandma tugging on his ears, Yang Yiyun deliberately grinned and said, "Grandma, it hurts. I'll just go, but at least you asked me to put down my wedding clothes."

"Hurry up, come out to the living room." Grandma laughed and scolded and left directly.

At this time, several women looked at Yang Yiyun one by one, with emotion in their beautiful eyes.

Zhao Nan looked at the shimmering silver light of the wedding dress in her hand and said, "Have you disappeared for so many days to make wedding clothes?"

"Hey, what's going on? Are you still worried that I'm running away? How is this possible? He's just a fool to let all his beautiful wives run away. Come on, everyone has the same thing, haha."

During the conversation, Yang Yiyun handed down the wedding clothes in his hand. Zhao Nan has a red one, Lin Huan has an orange one, Ning Ke has a yellow one, Bu Qingmei has a green one, Yuan Jinfeng has a cyan one, and Ouyang Yuqing has a blue one.

Finally, I still have a purple suit and a bright red groom's suit.

Zhao Nan squinted and glanced at the purple wedding dress left in Yang Yiyun's hand. He glanced at it meaningfully and said, "Go to the front hall to meet the guests. Get some rest early. You look tired."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Nan smiled and said, "Sisters, let's go try on new clothes."

With Zhao Nan's emotional intelligence, she could naturally guess to whom the last purple wedding dress in Yang Yiyun's hands was left. She had followed Yang Yiyun for several years, so how could she not know the reason for Liu Lingling's existence.

But of course she wouldn't ask about this kind of thing. Instead, she was thinking about calling Liu Lingling. Anyway, it didn't matter if Yang Yiyun had more or less people around her now, so why not make him happy? Also show your generosity?

Thinking like this, Zhao Nan turned around and left with a few sisters.

Yang Yiyun, on the other hand, looked at the purple wedding dress in his hand with an embarrassed look on his face. He knew that Zhao Nan had already guessed who the purple wedding dress was for, but she was too smart to say it.

On the contrary, he was in a hurry to come out after nine days in the Qiankun Pot space because he calculated the time and did not put away the last set of wedding clothes. Only then did Zhao Nan take a meaningful look.

Sighing, she put away her purple wedding dress and said to herself: "Forget it, as long as she is happy, anything is fine." After that, Yang Yiyun walked to the front hall to meet the guests.

After he left, Wu Moqiu's figure appeared from the corner. He looked at Yang Yiyun's leaving back and murmured to himself: "Sir, I wish you happiness."

When Wu Moqiu spoke, there was loneliness on her face, but it also disappeared in a flash. She liked her husband, but she also knew that this was impossible. After all, she was a ghost cultivator who didn't even have a real body. Although she practiced cultivation After Fengdu Jue, she had a true spirit body, but it was not a real body after all. In her mind, she might only be able to express her true feelings to her husband if she could become a ghost fairy one day and possess the body of a ghost fairy.

Wu Moqiu felt that she was not qualified to be with her husband.

At this moment, the figures of sisters Wu Moxia and Qiao Fu appeared, behind Wu Moqiu.

"If Qiu'er likes sir, go and confess to him. Don't keep it in your heart. Sir is a generous man..." Before Wu Moxia could finish her words, she was interrupted by Wu Moqiu: "Sister, please stop talking. We are ghost cultivators and I don't want to If you cause trouble to sir, let everything take its course."

"Silly sister, what kind of person is your husband? How could he care about this? Moreover, my sister can see that he is actually very good to you. You have been by his side all these years, just like his shadow. How can you not have a good impression?" Wu Moxia felt sorry for her sister. How could she not see that her silly sister liked her husband, but she didn't dare to say it out.

Qiao Fu also said thoughtfully: "Qiu'er, don't be afraid. I'll go to your husband and tell him. I believe he will accept you."

"No, no, I'll handle my affairs myself. Brother Qiao, don't worry about you and your sister. In fact, I'm lucky to be by my husband's side all the time. The matrons around Mr. General Manager, even Mr. Zhao My mother didn't stay with my husband as long as I did, so let everything take its course~" Wu Moqiu's eyes were filled with tenderness at the end.

In fact, it was just unrequited love. She also understood that Yang Yiyun cared about her ghost cultivation body, and this was her weak point.

…

Not talking about the conversation between Wu Moqiu and the other three, Yang Yiyun had no idea what Wu Moqiu was thinking. After going to the front hall to meet several women's families, most of the night had passed and it was about to dawn. Yang Yiyun had no intention of going to bed and went straight into the clouds. Mendongtian Monastery.

I found the old ghost and found the cranes and birds from last time, and prepared to welcome several brides from Yun Village to the Yunmen Cave on an auspicious day tomorrow.

After learning about the arrangements inside and outside the wedding venue with Chen Qibian, Li Dayi and Liu Xiqi, it was already dawn. Under the urging of Chen Qibian, the manager, Yang Yiyun quickly changed into the groom's clothes and prepared for the wedding ceremony.

The person Yang Yiyun was looking for to host the wedding ceremony was his grandfather Duanmu Xingtian. He had sent people to the southern country to invite his grandfather ten days ago.

Today he still has to wait to meet his grandpa.

After changing into the bright red groom's clothes, Yang Yiyun walked out of the monastic hall with joy. Looking at the busy Yunmen disciples and the people in the ancient martial arts community who had already sat down to wait for the wedding to begin, Yang Yiyun thought of Lao Fang's alchemy results. The elixir will be used soon today, and I don’t know if Lao Fang has finished refining 10,000 elixirs.

Then he said to Wu Moqiu: "Qiu'er, why don't you go see how the elixir refining situation at Lao Fang's place is going?"

"Okay sir, I'll be there right away."

After Wu Moqiu left, Qiu Yun hurriedly walked in. After seeing Yang Yiyun in a bright red groom's outfit, a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes, but then it passed away and he stepped forward and said: "Sir, the old lady asked me to treat you." I went over to greet the guests and said that the gentleman from the south has arrived."

Yang Yiyun didn't notice the loneliness on Qiu Yun's face. Hearing her words, he said in surprise: "Grandpa is here. Okay, I'll go and greet him."

…

When I walked out of Yunmen Cave, I found that my grandpa and grandma had already reached the gate, talking and laughing as they walked towards the old house.

When Yang Yiyun saw that his grandfather Duanmu Xingtian was followed by more than a hundred good people, it seemed that the whole Duanmu family had arrived, and he felt happy in his heart: "Sure enough, it's my family. All my grandfather's family are here for my wedding."

He shouted happily from afar: "Grandpa~" and trotted over as he spoke.

Duanmu Xingtian saw a smile on Yang Yiyun's face: "Good boy, grandpa is late, don't you blame grandpa?"

Yang Yiyun originally had a smile on her face, but when her grandfather turned around, his smile froze. Because of the vicissitudes of life on her grandfather Duanmu Xingtian's face, she felt that her grandfather was already an ancient warrior in the virtual realm. This was because He had expected it. He had given his grandfather's family many cultivation techniques and elixirs, materials, and treasures. Six or seven years later, it was not surprising that his grandfather could cultivate in the Void Realm.

But when grandpa Duanmu Xingtian turned his head, Yang Yiyun saw that his grandpa was dozens of years older, and his appearance looked like an octogenarian.

Moreover, one of my grandfather’s left arms was also wearing an empty robe, so it was obvious that he had lost one of his left arms.

Yang Yiyun walked to his grandfather and forced a smile and said, "I'm not even happy that grandpa can come. How can I blame you?" After saying that, he looked behind Duanmu Xingtian and asked, "Where's uncle grandpa?"

When he asked this question, he noticed that Duanmu Xingtian's face twitched and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes. He forced a smile and said: "Today is your wedding day. We will wait until after your wedding to talk about your uncle's affairs."

At this time, grandma also said: "You bastard, please let your father-in-law go in and drink tea. What are you talking about standing at the door? If you have anything to do, come in and sit down and say it."

Yang Yiyun gently touched his grandfather's empty sleeves, feeling a pain in his heart. He nodded and let his grandfather in first, and asked Li Dayi to arrange for the disciples of the Duanmu family to rest. Something big must have happened to the Duanmu family.

After forcing herself to enter the hall and take a seat, grandma saw that Yang Yiyun had something to talk to Duanmu Xingtian, so she excused herself to see her brothers and girls leaving.

After grandma left, Yang Yiyun couldn't help but ask: "What happened to grandpa? Why is your left arm missing? What happened to my uncle?"

Three questions in a row, each one made Duanmu Xingtian's face twitch, and his eyes were full of pain.