History’s Strongest Senior Brother

"Thank you Gaotang!" Nezha seemed to look like, drinking a second time.

Yan Di and Xue Chuqing looked at Yan Zhaoge in front of them, and all smiled.

The Fu Enshu on the side was slightly fascinated.

For the disciple Feng Yunsheng, Fu Enshu has always appreciated it, and Feng Yunsheng has long been blue, so she is very pleased.

To a certain extent, Feng Yunsheng is her most proud and admired disciple, even more so than Si Kongqing and others.

This is not because Feng Yunsheng's achievements are the highest today, but because Feng Yunsheng's experience has been far more difficult than others such as Si Kongqing.

Fu Enshu, who has been so difficult to be strict with the believers, asked himself to change her position in Feng Yunsheng, and I am afraid it will be difficult to come down.

Feng Yunsheng could have today's achievements. Fu Enshu didn't dare to take credit, but was sincerely proud of this disciple.

Now that she has finally got a good home, Fu Enshu is ironing.

Yan Zhaoge's excellence was recognized as early as the eighth-level world.

He and Feng Yunsheng have been joining hands all the way to the present, and Fu Enshu is looking at him, and is happy for Feng Yunsheng.

Just looking at Yan Zhaoge, she would inevitably think of another.

Fu Enshu subconsciously looked at Yan Di and Xue Chuqing next to him, feeling somewhat mixed.

However, the eyes turned back and forth between Yan Zhaoge and Yan Di and Fu Enshu's heart gradually faded.

The last knot in the heart has been completely dissipated at the moment when this new generation has also entered the wedding hall.

There was a light smile on Fu Enshu's face.

In Guangchengshan's veins, Yuan Zhengfeng, Fang Zhun and others, as self-parents, all grinned.

Yuan Zhengfeng glanced at Fu Enshu thoughtfully, his smile more intense.

"Couple worship!" Nezha drank a third time.

Among the eight women who came with Feng Yunsheng, only one looked at Yan Zhaoge and his wife, and then looked around the hall.

"It would be nice if I got married like this ..." Jun Luo grunted his lips.

As one of the Yan's family friends in the eighth-level world, Jun Zhiyuan and Junluo's father and daughter have already settled in Tianwaitian.

This time Yan Zhaoge's big marriage, Yan Di had to invite them and friends of the Eastern Tang Dynasty Zhao Shicheng and other friends to come to watch the ceremony together.

Junluo was acquainted with Yan Zhaoge and Feng Yunsheng when he was a boy, and the two often walked around the world. This time, they worked with Meng Wan and Guan Yuluo as their bridesmaids for Feng Yunsheng.

She looked around in the hall for a long time, and finally returned to Yan Zhaoge and said with amazement: "Heaven made together, it's great!"

On the other side, there is a woman looking at Yan Zhaoge and Feng Yunsheng.

For Yu Ye, it seems to be a normal thing to be dazed and dazed like this, and it will appear from time to time.

The reason why she is somewhat distracted at the moment is not related to Yan Zhaoge and Feng Yunsheng, nor to anyone at today's ceremony.

Just looking at the newlyweds, a pair of newlyweds made her think of another figure.

Yu Ye recovered, looked at Meng Wan, Fu Ting, Guan Yuluo and others beside him.

They just accompanied Feng Yunsheng into the hall.

She looked across, where Xu Fei, Ying Longtu, Xia Guang and others just accompanied Yan Zhaoge.

"If you are still there, you should stand among them too?" Yu Ye whispered to herself.

However, her eyes fell back on a pair of newcomers, her eyes became joyous and soft, and she also admired: "It's nice that lovers will eventually become dependents ..."

Beside her, looking at the newcomer, Meng Wan also smiled.

"Sister, you have finally come to the end." She is already a fairy who has lost her baby now, but at the moment looking at a couple, she can't help but feel excited and her eyes are moist.

She couldn't help thinking of her early childhood in the Eighth World, and still in the Great Sun Shengzong.

At that time, she and Feng Yunsheng were still the same classmates and sisters who lived together.

Suddenly, Feng Yunsheng accidentally suffered bad luck and fell from the mountain peak to the bottom of the valley. Later, because he injured Xiao Sheng, he was forced to flee the Day Sun Shengzong.

After Feng Yunsheng met Yan Zhaoge and resumed the body of Taiyin and re-emerged, their sisters became opponents of the trial of Taiyin and had to compete against each other.

Later, Da Sun Shengzong perished and reached the upper realm. The crown of Taiyin finally won or lost.

But then Feng Yunsheng fell into the Nine Nether because of the obscurity of Luo Yasui, the dearest Jane.

It wasn't until the upper and lower boundaries separated that the two talents could reunite, and Feng Yunsheng finally settled down without wandering and drifting away.

In the years when Feng Yunsheng's whereabouts are unknown, Yan Zhaoge has also been waiting for her to return. Now that the two have become dependents, Meng Wan sees her and is very happy for Feng Yunsheng.

Although he knew that the future was still unpredictable, at this moment Meng Wan looked at Feng Yunsheng's marriage, only joy in his heart.

Beside her, Guan Yuluo was equally gleeful.

Not as restrained as Meng Wan, the smile on Guan Yuluo's face was even more brilliant.

Meng Wan smiled and turned to look at the other side, and couldn't help but stunned.

Her half-sister Fu Ting, looking at the new couple at this time, had a slightly complicated look.

Like everyone else, there are blessings and joy.

But there seems to be something more.

"Sister?" Meng Wan whispered to Fu Ting quietly.

Although they only recognize each other in adulthood, although they are different from their mothers, they are a little embarrassed at first because of their fathers.

But Fu Ting has been taking care of Meng Wan, her half-sister, all these years.

Fu Ting was even more pitiful to think that Meng Wan left her biological parents and lived alone in the eighth-level world since childhood.

During these years, Meng Wan also got close to Fu Ting, much closer to his father Fu Yunchi.

At this moment she noticed Fu Ting's strange behavior and couldn't help moving her heart.

Fu Ting turned his head to look at Meng Wan, and seemed to know what Meng Wan thought, and shook his head with a smile: "Relax, I don't have anything now, just recall Zeng Jin, and I feel a little emotional."

Meng Wan stared at her, nodded gently, and said nothing more.

Fu Ting looked back at the new couple and smiled slightly. The indescribable colors in his eyes gradually dissipated, as if to put down completely.

After the ceremony, Yu Ye, Meng Wan, Guan Yuluo and others stepped forward to accompany Feng Yunsheng towards the courtyard behind the palace.

Yan Zhaoge stayed and continued to entertain the guests.

To talk about business, at other times, at this moment, there is only a piece of celebration.

Before the great destruction in the past, the peach feast of the Yaochi and the banquet of the Heavenly Palace Shrine were often grand. After the great destruction, the Daomen fell and even these feasts became history.

Today Yan Zhaoge's wedding banquet reappeared.

The host and host enjoyed each other and entertained the guests. Nezha, Xu Fei and others surrounded Yan Zhaoge to the new house.

After being troubled by Meng Wan, Junluo and Guan Yuluo, and sending off these bridesmaids, Yan Zhaoge finally entered the cave.

His bride, wait there.

Yan Zhaoge walked forward slowly, lifting up the red towel, revealing Feng Yunsheng's face under the hijab.

Feng Yunsheng was somewhat ashamed, but he still looked up to Yan Zhaoge, his eyes gleaming.

"Zhao Ge ..." she said a little bit indifferently: "No matter how difficult the next game of Jiu You is, today, I feel worthless ..."

Before she finished, Yan Zhaoge's face came together, her lips closed.

The bride's body was a little soft, and she was in the groom's arms.

After a while, Yan Zhaoge whispered in her ear and said softly: "At this time, don't mention those, we have more important things."

"What ... what?" Feng Yunsheng bit his lip and said, "You ... you said, I'm listening."

Yan Zhaoge smirked, holding her mellow earlobe, and her teeth were scraping gently on her skin, feeling her more and more rapid breath.