Yao Wantian glanced at Jiang Yue, and said slowly: "Your sister suffers from the disorder of lost soul, and she was born with only one soul."
"What? How could it be? How could it be..." Jiang Heng's face turned pale in an instant, and he slumped on the ground, his gaze was much duller at that moment.
"Brother, I'm...ok...it's okay!" Jiang Yue's eyes were a little distracted, and she reached out to touch Jiang Heng's face.
Yao Wantian said indifferently: "It's not that I don't want to make a move, it's just that she is born like this."
Jiang Heng frowned, "Is there no other way?"
Yao Wantian paused for a moment, "There are ways...not impossible."
Jiang Heng's pupils shrank slightly, and he said impatiently, "What can I do?"
Yao Wantian took a deep look at Jiang Yue: "Xueyao Peak has a treasure that may be able to suppress your sister's illness for a short time, and that Leng Qianhua Peak Lord also said that he is willing to accept her as a disciple, even as a closed disciple. "
Jiang Heng frowned, "Xue Yaofeng..."
"What? Master Leng of Xueyao Peak, she... She actually wants to take this idiot as an apprentice?" The expressions of many elders changed slightly.
"You still want to use the Xuefeng Supreme Treasure to see a doctor for this silly girl? Sigh... Where did these two brothers and sisters come from?"
"This... this is too incredible!"
The eyes of the elders and disciples looking at Jiang Heng became a little different again!
"Brother... Master... I... I'm good, this... this... for you!"
Following Jiang Yue's intermittent voice, a delicate jade bottle was stuffed into Jiang Heng's hand.
Jiang Heng reached out to take the jade bottle, feeling a little sore in his heart. Looking at his sister's pretty face, he didn't know what it was like.
"Your sister hasn't recovered yet, so don't stay here for long. If it wasn't for your big wedding today, I wouldn't bring her here!" Yao Wantian said coldly.
"Marriage... Marriage?" Jiang Yue looked confused, and it was only then that she noticed that Jiang Heng was wearing a wedding dress, and here, it was decorated with joy.
"Brother, so... good looking!"
The corner of Jiang Yue's mouth couldn't help showing a smile, she reached out and pulled Jiang Heng's collar.
Jiang Heng didn't speak, he touched Jiang Yue's head gently, feeling even more pity in his heart.
"Jiang Heng, I'll take her away first, so you can get married with peace of mind." Yao Wantian said.
Jiang Heng's heart tightened, and he wanted to grab Jiang Yue's hand.
But Yao Wantian waved his hand, raised his footsteps lightly, and led Jiang Yue up through the air.
"Yue'er, wait for me!"
Jiang Heng waved his hand, no matter what happens in this life, he must find a way to cure his sister! Jiang Heng secretly swears in his heart!
And the elders around them changed their gazes towards Jiang Heng again.
Everyone has complicated expressions, his sister is actually Xueyao Peak's closed disciple of Peak Master Leng?
This...identity...
No wonder this Jiang Heng married the saint's personal maid, that's how it is!
Those inner disciples who were insulting Jiang Heng just now felt a little embarrassed. They all felt that Jiang Heng was not good enough for Yao Linger...
Now, they just feel that their faces are burning.
"Okay, elders and disciples, go back and rest too, this Xingling Peak is not suitable for you to stay for a long time." Yao Wantian said in a deep voice, and after finishing speaking, he took Jiang Yue and disappeared on Xingling Peak.
"Sect Master, I will retire!"
All the elders and disciples left one after another.
A big wedding ends here.
"Send it to the bridal chamber—"
Outside Xingling Peak, Yao Wantian led Jiang Yue to look down at the land of the Zongmen below, his expression was slightly complicated, and his gaze towards Jiang Yue beside him gradually became a little cold.
"Boy, don't blame me for being cruel..."
After saying that, Yao Wantian took Jiang Yue straight to Xueyao Peak.
This night was almost the busiest in Xingling Peak for decades, but it was also the most shocking night for many people.
The name of Jiang Heng, a handyman disciple, spread throughout the inner sect of Tianxuan Sect.
Killing fellow sects, fighting against the Law Enforcement Hall, the Supreme Elder personally sheltered, married the personal maid of the saint, and the inner sect genius disciple who was beaten in the same situation couldn't hold his head up. In the end, his younger sister Jiang Yue became the master of Xueyao Peak The last disciple!
Any one of these incidents will be talked about for a long time. Now, so many things happened on the same day and to the same person.
I thought that this person would rise like a comet and become a man of the day in Tianxuanzong.
But the news that he will go to the Magic Cave three days later also spread like wildfire!
All of this seemed to have become a joke in an instant.
Because those who enter the magic cave are not even close to death, but ten deaths without life!
Jiang Heng was supposed to soar into the sky and become a hot topic among the disciples, but in the blink of an eye, he also became the laughing stock of countless disciples' secret ridicule.
In the main hall of Xingling Peak.
Yao Yueqing sat cross-legged, and there seemed to be a little light shining in his eyes.
Under the veil, the beautiful face also looked a little cold at this time.
She wanted to meditate, but the irritability in her heart was like a tide, making her unable to calm down.
Outside, it was completely silent.
"It should be over." Yao Yueqing's voice sounded slowly in the hall.
No one answered.
Originally, this was Linger who should have appeared by her side.
"They're all married." Yao Yueqing's voice carried an inexplicable meaning.
She stood up slowly, moved her footsteps lightly, and pushed open the door of the main hall again.
The bleak, lonely moonlight slowly casts down from above the sky.
Shining on Yao Yueqing's body, a white and holy light condensed around her body.
Not far from the left side of the main hall is a side hall.
There, the lights were brightly lit, and the word "Xi" was posted in bright red.
In the candlelight, the figure swayed, and there seemed to be a sound coming from afar.
For some reason, at this moment, she was very irritable, indescribably disturbed, indescribably disturbed by thoughts.
This made her couldn't help but look over there, but she also couldn't help but want to turn back.
Yao Yueqing touched her abdomen subconsciously, and couldn't help laughing.
"I'm actually being swayed by such emotions?"
Yao Yueqing waved his jade hand lightly, and with a bang, the door of the main hall closed again. Yao Yueqing entered the main hall and began to meditate!
But in that side hall at the moment, even Jiang Heng, who had a big marriage experience, still didn't know how to deal with the situation in front of him.
Although he was sent to the bridal chamber, Jiang Heng didn't know how to speak, or... what to do next.
Yao Ling'er sat on the head of the bed, feeling slightly annoyed, why is this guy like a log? Doesn't he know how to take the initiative?
etc!
do what? Shouldn't I...shouldn't I be married to him only in name?
Yao Ling'er's face turned red, she pinched herself severely, but she didn't dare to think about it anymore!
Since this idiot doesn't come to lift his hijab, he can come by himself. Anyway, it's just a wedding in name. What should I do? Isn't it according to my own ideas?