Who doesn't know that Ye Hongling is the most respected girl of heaven in the Tianshan Gate, and many powerful people are staring at her, expecting her to grow up.

No one expected that at this moment, the news came that she was going to marry Wu Daorong.

Ye Hongling played the role of a well-behaved and obedient little woman appropriately. She and Wu Daorong are too familiar with each other to know that these words are just talking.

"Senior Brother Wu!"

Yang Yufan on the side smiled and said: "You married Miss Ye, this is such a beautiful thing that I am envious of, shouldn't you show it?"

The other monks who were invited all followed suit and booed: "Yes, yes, Senior Brother Wu should show it. I heard that Senior Brother Wu has a lot of treasures."

A cold look flashed in Wu Daorong's eyes. He didn't like Yang Yufan very much.

But who called Yang Yufan the eldest son of this generation?

And don't look at Yang Yufan who is thirty years younger than him, other people's cultivation has long been above him, and now he is at the peak of the eighth stage of gathering infants.

At such an age and with such cultivation, Yang Yufan is also the most outstanding eldest son of the Great Desolation Sect in the past thousand years.

There have long been rumors in the sect that Yang Yufan is also the eldest son who is most likely to become the sect master.

Wu Daorong waved his hand, and a jade bottle appeared in his hand.

Seeing this jade bottle, many people's eyes were filled with fiery fire, as if seeing a peerless beauty.

"This bottle of Immortal Drunk is enough!"

Immortal Drunk, this is a fine wine brewed from third-tier spirit fruits and many third-tier elixir. One drop can make a monk in the alchemy realm fall into a deep sleep. One can imagine how precious it is.

Wu Daorong took out a bottle casually, which shows his wealth.

The value of this bottle is probably worth many third-grade panacea.

"Senior Brother Wu is really generous!"

"This bottle of Immortal Drunk is worth the lifetime wealth of many monks in the Infant Gathering Realm!"

Wu Daorong was very proud of himself when he heard the compliments from his fellow disciples.

The following disciples took the jade bottle and began to pour wine for every guest attending the banquet.

This is a space container, and there is no telling how much it can be filled in a bottle.

Ma Song looked at the filled Immortal Drunk, and just by smelling it, he felt dizzy. His cultivation was only at the Pill Gathering Realm, so he was not blessed to enjoy the Immortal Drunk.

However, Wu Daorong is so generous, naturally he will not ignore their fellow disciples who have cultivated in the alchemy realm.

This fairy is drunk, even if he can't drink it himself, he can take it away.

The value of this cup can make many monks in the alchemy realm work hard for it.

Wu Daorong is really bleeding profusely!

Ye Hongling sneered in his heart, Wu Daorong was too careful, this bottle of Immortal Drunk was given to him by the Right Envoy after his last meritorious service.

He probably didn't dare to drink it, so he borrowed flowers to offer Buddha.

Ye Hongling didn't have so many scruples, and drank the fairy drunk in front of him in one gulp.

Immortal drunkenness can spread to the whole body in an instant, and a lot of spiritual power passes through the meridians, producing a lot of power.

"Continued Cup!"

I don't know who yelled, and immediately a disciple rushed over to fill him up.

This banquet is a feast for the guests and host.

After the wine was exhausted, many of them got drunk and were escorted to rest.

Ye Hongling was also a little bit drunk. At this time, she and Wu Daorong were standing on the top of this spiritual peak. Wu Daorong's eyes had never left her body.

"Have you seen enough?"

Ye Hongling's cold voice was still the same as before.