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The cool breeze blew over, taking away a bit of the heat.

The little bean sprout followed beside the stinky tofu and was in high spirits. Children loved such a lively scene.

The sound of the horn was loud and resounding, and it was playing a lively and passionate music.

"Stinky tofu, your teeth are about to break out in laughter." The little bean sprout teased.

"You little ghost, what nonsense are you spouting? Maybe you'll be even happier on your wedding day than I am."

"I don't want to get married."

"You said it, wait until the day of your wedding, then see how I'll make fun of you."

Seeing the little bean sprout and the stinky tofu making fun of each other, Xing'er had a smile on her face, but the smile soon dimmed down. When will he be coming to marry me?

Along the way to the entrance of the palace, there were many spectators.

The smelly tofu face of his comrades was filled with envy, one of them, the cross-eyed constable quickly said, "The smelly tofu life is really good, he climbed up to the city lord, now he's going to climb up to the top of our heads."

"That's right, the stinky tofu is about to become a prince consort. This day is not the same!" A constable beside him exclaimed.

These people were all envious of the fact that smelly tofu could eat soft rice. Indeed, to be able to marry a rich and beautiful girl was the dream of many. This had been the case since ancient times.

Li Dao stood on top of the Imperial Palace. Ren Qingfeng's clothes fluttered in the wind. His eyes were slightly closed, and the corners of his mouth curled into an arc as he sneered.

Hidden in the shadows of the palace were the members of the Mystic Moon Sect, who wore black clothing and black masks. There were also the imperial guards who had drawn their bows and nocked arrows.

Although the main hall of the wedding seemed to be full of joy, it was actually filled with countless traps.

Around the main hall, there were also unremarkable fake mountains. They were strangely distributed and had traces of a formation. It was obvious that they had been set up by Young Master Yue.

Inside Ouyang Ying Ying's room, Ouyang Ying Ying, who was wearing a red wedding dress, was rubbing her thick lips with a piece of red paper as if her mind was wandering around the world.

The door was pushed open with a creak.

Gao Yishan pushed her wheelchair into Ouyang Yingying's room.

"You're unhappy?" With his red lips and white teeth, Sai Hua Tuo asked. His brows twitched slightly, as he had a bad premonition.

"Big brother, you're here!" Ouyang Ying Ying was in low spirits as she forced a smile on her face.

"The stinky tofu is coming. Are you ready?"

"Big brother, you can leave first, I'll be right back." A flash of determination appeared in Ouyang Yingying's eyes as she spoke.

Even though Sai Hua Tuo was confused, he couldn't figure it out. He waved his hand and Gao Yi Shan immediately left with Sai Hua Tuo.

"Yi Shan, I have a bad feeling that something big is about to happen." When he walked out of Ouyang Yingying's room, Sai Huatuo rubbed his temples with a worried expression.

"Master, you are overthinking it." Today, this grandpa's sister is going to get married. This is a great day for marriage. Gao Yi Shan replied with a silly smile.

"Let's hope so!" Sai Hua Tuo sighed. When he thought of Ouyang Feiying's viciousness and recklessness, he couldn't help but feel a sense of fear and trepidation.

His feelings for Ouyang Feiying, this father, were very complicated. He could not believe it, but he had deceived himself to believe Ouyang Feiying. He longed for kinship too much.

The wedding procession of smelly tofu had already entered the palace, flanking by musicians who were playing suona and drums.

Li Dao suddenly opened his eyes as the corners of his mouth curled up. "As expected, everyone is here!"

He could sense that the half-moon wearing a golden black robe had flown into the palace. Shangguan Yan, who was holding the Phoenix Blood Sword, had come from the west gate of the palace.

There was also Young Master Yue dressed in a bright red robe, which was even more stinky than tofu, as he gracefully landed in the palace with a pink jade zither in his arms.

With a deep look in his eyes and his hair in a swirl, Gui Jiu Chou, who was holding the Dragon Soul Saber, walked step by step from ten miles away. From afar, he followed the pot-bellied Gu Musheng.

Looking up into the sky, the Eight Inner Hidden Gates were all reversed in a strange way. The Gate of Healing, Gate of Life, Gate of Healing, Gate of View, Gate of Death, Gate of Wonder, Gate of Wonder, and Gate of Wonder were all opened.

"Go for it, Frontier Elder! Don't let me down!" Li Dao slowly closed his eyes again. All the chess pieces were already in place. The most exciting part of the game was about to begin.