Murong Xue looked at Zhang Hao's expression at this moment, and then thought about the handsome Zhang Hao in the forest just now, sighed and said coldly to herself, "You are the one who will not change your mind!"

Zhang Hao didn't know that someone was peeping at him, took out the flame-burning crossbow from Qiankun bag, and asked Shang what he could do to strengthen the power of the flame-burning crossbow in his hand as fast as possible.

Shang looked at the Explosive Crossbow in Zhang Hao's hand, sneered, and whispered something in Zhang Hao's ear.

Zhang Hao's expression changed and he immediately burst into laughter.

The two of them discussed seriously with the same smell of smelly fish, and each showed cold smiles.

At this time, only Zhang Yuefeng's voice sounded from a messenger talisman array in the attic, "Are you here at junior brother?"

Zhang Hao quickly stood in the messenger talisman array and asked, "What's the matter with Senior Brother?"

Zhang Yuefeng stood at the messenger at the gate of Tianjian Peak and said a little embarrassedly: "You little brat, August 12th is coming. The Taoist who went out to purchase clothes yesterday has already taken back the auspicious clothes. Do you want to take a look now?"

When Zhang Hao heard this, he rushed over to open the mountain gate and put away the pile of material Explosion Crossbow.

Zhang Yuefeng walked up the steps and saw that Zhang Hao's qi and blood were restrained, and his spiritual power no longer lingers on his body to show a strange phenomenon. He was secretly amazed.

He immediately bowed and said, "The day of great joy is approaching. You use the jade slip to inject your birth date into the jade slip and the junior sister to place it in front of the head sect!"

"Okay! I'm here for my senior brother." Zhang Hao quickly agreed to hand Zhang Yuefeng a jade slip injected into his birthday.

Zhang Yuefeng took the jade slip and looked around and said, "Senior brother, there is not even an outer disciple on Tianjian Peak, why don't I find a few people to take care of you!"

"I will make arrangements for this matter after my junior sister and I have completed our courtesy!"

"That's fine! I'll arrange for the wedding invitation to send my disciples to the various sects in Tianhuang now!"

Zhang Hao nodded with satisfaction.

When Zhang Yuefeng saw Zhang Hao nodding and not talking, he felt a little strange in his heart. Why did he feel like he couldn't wait to let him leave every time he looked for his junior brother?

Zhang Hao really wants Zhang Yuefeng to leave early! He has a lot of things to do, and the twelfth day of August is coming soon. He is actually very urgent inside, but he is not able to drive him away out of etiquette.

"Goodbye! Junior brother, don't stay in seclusion for too long. Now it's only more than twenty years old until August twelve." Zhang Yuefeng bowed his hand and said warmly.

"Senior brother, go slowly! I won't give you away." After Zhang Hao said that, he turned around and entered.

Within a few days, Zhang Yuefeng, who was far away in the Xianchu Pavilion, could see the Tianjian Peak. Sometimes the sword intent soared into the sky, sometimes the yin and thunder gathered, and sometimes the fire was shining.

Zhang Yuefeng became more and more curious about what Zhang Hao was trying on, but it should be a good thing for senior sister not to say anything about such a big noise on Tianjian Peak.

August twelve.

The sky is clear and the blue sky is as clear as a blue gem.

The Red Dust Sword Gate is decorated with lights everywhere, and there is a joyful atmosphere.

All the inner disciples are listed on both sides of the Hongchen Hall, and welcome all the sects and sects in Tianhuang.

Zhang Hao was standing at the gate of the Hongchen Palace in a big red auspicious suit. Murong Xue's head had been removed and stood beside Zhang Hao in a pretty way. Because the two of them were cultivators, they were exempted from many ordinary etiquettes.

Xiaozi and Hua Luochen stood side by side, standing in the inner hall.

Zhang Yuefeng and a Taoist on duty were receiving spiritual stones and gifts from disciples from various sects. While recording with jade slips, they pricked up their ears and listened to the news coming from the foot of the mountain.

Many disciples sent gifts and said goodbye and left, and some stayed to drink and chat.

There are many disciples in the square outside the Hongchen Hall gathered in the sky, and a jar of Baihua Springs were photographed with a clay clay and poured into a porcelain bowl.

The wine is filled with fragrance and the people are buzzing.

Zhang Yuefeng felt a little anxious. He looked at the sun above his head, then at Zhang Hao who was standing at the door with a calm expression and returned the greeting. He felt a little relieved.

At this moment, a voice from the foot of the mountain came from the Taoist: "The Taoist Piaomiao of Qixuanmen is here to congratulate Zhang Hao on his newlyweds!"

Zhang Hao smiled slightly and walked out of the Hongchen Palace with big strides.

When I walked outside the house, I saw an old man in an ordinary gray robe holding a dark willow branch in his hand and slowly walked up step by step.

The old man's hair was a little gray and his Taoist robe was a bit old, but he didn't look sloppy.

Murong Xue's somewhat cold voice came from Zhang Hao's ears: "He is Taoist Piaomiao!"

Zhang Hao quickly took a few steps and said loudly: "Thank you, Uncle Shi!" After that, he made a gesture of inviting him to move out of the way and let him move forward.

Taoist Piaomiao walked slowly forward, followed Zhang Hao's finger direction toward the VIP seat outside the platform, looked back at Zhang Hao and smiled slightly and whispered: "I'm so scheming!"

This sentence is very low, only two people can hear it.

"Where is it! Isn't it enough to talk to outsiders!" Zhang Hao laughed as he said.

Outsiders thought they were so intimate when they looked at the two of them.

When he walked up the square on the steps, Zhang Hao led Taoist Piaomiao to sit in the chief seat. Only then did he realize that there was a young Taoist beside Taoist Piaomiao.

The Taoist looked over twenties, dressed in blue clothes and was elegant and ordinary, with a golden whip slanted beside his waist.

Feeling Zhang Hao's gaze, the man in green bowed and said, "Congratulations, congratulations!"

"Thank you!" Zhang Hao said lightly.

At this time, Murong Xue's voice came quietly: "He is the eldest disciple of Taoist Piaomiao, Liu Suifeng!"

Zhang Hao looked back at Murong Xue and saw that Murong Xue looked natural and had not even moved the corners of his lips. He knew that this should be a way of spiritual transmission.

Seeing that it was getting late, Zhang Yuefeng quickly ordered a Taoist to ask him to order the disciples of the Xianchu Pavilion to start the meal.

The Taoist on duty began to deliver blood mushroom soup, dragon valley rice, Qizhenyu, Kui beef, and a concentric lotus seed soup that represents the festiveness.

Zhang Hao carried a jar of Baihuaquan, patted Kaifeng mud and raised the wine jar and shouted: "Eat well, drink well, I'll do it first!" After that, he took a big sip to the sky.

Taoist Piaomiao picked up a piece of Dragon Valley rice with chopsticks, and asked Zhang Hao with warm eyes: "The five-color pot in the Xiannie Xianqiu Pavilion has been promoted to a magic weapon! Now the grade of Dragon Valley rice in Hongchen Sword Sect is probably the best in the future!"

Zhang Hao burped and said, "I don't know much about this matter. I have to ask my senior brother about this matter!"

A trace of light appeared in the turbid eyes of Piaomiao Taoist, and then a faint smile appeared on his face.

"My nephew is such a wonderful person!" Taoist Piaomiao said as he picked up a grain of Dragon Valley rice and put it into his mouth.

"What awesome!"

Zhang Hao said loudly.

The cultivators around all looked at each other, not knowing why Zhang Hao spoke like this, but when the cultivators saw that the Piaomiao Taoist had an ancient well on their faces and a light and light clothes, they began to drink and eat meat again.

A hint of anger flashed across Liu Suifeng's face beside the Taoist Piaomiao, but when he raised his eyes, he suppressed the anger in his heart when he saw the expression on his master's face.

At this time, Zhang Hao looked around, raised his eyes and gave Xiaozi a charming look, and said with a smile:

"I am just a vulgar person who loves drinking, beauties, and watch AVs! You said I am a wonderful person, aren't you scolding me?"

Zhang Hao said while looking at the two of them happily.

The Piaomiao Taoist's eyes were slightly closed, as if an old monk had entered into meditation, and he did not answer.

When Liu Suifeng saw his master's expression, he hurriedly said, "Junior Brother Zhang, if you dare to admit it, you are not an ordinary person!"

When Zhang Hao heard this, he cursed in his heart: "This grandson is really good at pretending!" But he said with a smile:

"I dare not take it!"

Liu Suifeng saw a sarcastic smile on the corner of Zhang Hao's mouth.

He said lightly: "I heard that Senior Brother Zhang's Hongchen Sword Technique is the most talented person in the practice of Hongchen Sword Sect. I wonder if Liu can ask for advice!"

"You... are not worthy..." Zhang Hao looked at Liu Suifeng with a smile, and said slowly word by word, his narrow eyes slightly drunk, and he seemed to be a little drunk when he looked at him.

Liu Suifeng was not angry by Zhang Hao's tone but said lightly: "You call yourself Haoran Sword, but you dare not fight with me. Wouldn't you let this cultivator in the sky laugh at me!"

Seeing that there was no expression on the face of the Piaomiao Taoist, Liu Suifeng should have the permission to challenge him. Thinking of the joints, Zhang Hao smashed a jar of Baihuaquan in his hand on the table, Ling Ran said: "Since you are looking for abuse, I will give you my help!"

After saying that, he turned around and said to Zhang Yuefeng aloud: "Senior brother, please open the Jianjian Pavilion!"
Chapter completed!