My master is a god

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update my master is the latest chapter of the gods!Just when everyone was anxious to get angry, Yang Yiyun walked out of his room, holding several wedding gowns in his hands.

Looking at his look and tired look, the grievances in the hearts of several women dissipated a lot.

The grandma took a sigh of relief when she saw Yang Yiyun, with a smile on her face, but she still walked over and scolded Yang Yiyun's ears and said: "You bastard come back with such a dish, hurry up and go to see the guests with grandma."

When her grandma was pulling her ears, Yang Yiyun deliberately grinned her teeth and said: "Grandma hurts, it hurts. I'll just go, but you let me put down the wedding gown anyway."

"Hurry up, come out to the living room." Grandma smiled and cursed and went straight away.

At this time, several women looked at Yang Yiyun one by one, and their beautiful eyes were moved.

Zhao Nan looked at the gleaming silver light of the wedding gown in her hand and said, "I disappeared for so many days to make the wedding gown?"

"Hey, what's the matter? Are you still worried about me running? How is this possible, leaving a flowery wife running away, that's a fool, come and come for everyone, haha."

While talking, Yang Yiyun sent down the wedding gown in his hand. Zhao Nan is a red, Lin Huan is orange, Ning Ke is yellow, Bu Qingmei is green, Yuan Jinfeng is cyan, and Ouyang Yuqing is blue.

Finally, there is a purple and a big red groom outfit.

Zhao Nan squinted at the purple wedding gown in Yang Yiyun's hand. He took a meaningful look and said: "Go to the front hall to meet the guests and rest early. Quietly you are tired."

After speaking, Zhao Nan smiled and said: "Sisters, let's try new clothes."

With Zhao Nan’s emotional intelligence, it is natural to guess who Yang Yiyun left the last purple wedding gown. She has followed Yang Yiyun for several years, so there is no reason why Liu Lingling exists.

However, she naturally wouldn't ask about this kind of thing. Instead, she wondered if she would call Liu Lingling. Anyway, it doesn't matter if Yang Yiyun is around him now, why not make him happy?Also reflect your generosity?

Thinking about this, Zhao Nan turned and left with a few sisters.

Yang Yiyun looked at the purple wedding gown in his hand, with an embarrassment on his face. He knew that Zhao Nan had guessed who the purple wedding gown was for, but she was clever and didn't say it.

On the contrary, he himself came out anxiously after nine days had passed in the Universe Pot space because of the calculation time, and did not put away the last set of wedding clothes, so that Zhao Nan took a meaningful look.

He sighed and put away the purple wedding gown and muttered to himself: "Forget it, as long as she is happy, everything is fine." After speaking, Yang Yiyun went to the front hall to meet the guests.

After he left, Wu Moqiu's figure appeared from the corner, looking at the back of Yang Yiyun's departure, muttering to himself: "Mr. I wish you happiness."

When Wu Moqiu spoke, there was a lonely expression on her face, but it also disappeared in a flash. She liked her husband, but she also knew it was impossible. After all, she was a ghost cultivation, not even a real body, even though she had cultivated. After the decision, Feng Du had the body of the true spirit, but after all, it was not the real body. In her heart, she might only be able to express her feelings with her husband if she becomes a ghost and possesses the body of a ghost.

Wu Moqiu felt that she was not qualified to be with her husband.

At this moment, the figures of sisters Wu Moxia and Qiao Fu showed up, in Wu Moqiu's body.

"If Qiu'er likes her husband, please confess it. Don't be bored. Her husband is generous..." Wu Moxia was not finished, but Wu Moqiu interrupted: "Sister, stop talking, we are ghosts, and I don't want to To trouble Mr., let's go with the flow."

"Stupid sister, what kind of character is your husband? How can he care about this? And my sister can tell that your husband is actually good to you. You have been by your husband's side all these years, just like the shadow of your husband. How can you not have a good impression?" Wu Moxia felt sorry for her sister. How could she not tell that her silly sister liked her husband, but she didn't dare to say it.

Qiao Fu also meditated and said, "Don't be afraid, Qiu'er, I will go to my husband and say, I believe my husband will accept you."

"No, no, I'll solve my problem by myself. Brother Qiao, you and sister don't care about it. In fact, it's not my luck to be able to be with your husband a lot. The mistresses around Mr. Master, even Master Zhao My mother didn't stay with her husband for as long as I did, so let's go with the flow~" Wu Moqiu said that at the end, his eyes were full of tenderness.

In fact, it was just unrequited love. She also understood that Yang Yiyun cared about her ghostly cultivation in her heart, and this was her inner weakness.

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Not to mention the conversation between Wu Moqiu and the three, Yang Yiyun didn’t know Wu Moqiu’s thoughts at all. After going to the front hall to meet several women’s families, most of the night had passed, and it was about to dawn. Yang Yiyun didn’t plan to go to bed anymore, and went straight into the cloud Mendongtian Monastery.

The old ghost found the cranes and birds from last time, and prepared to welcome a few brides from Yuncun on auspicious day to enter the cloud gate cave to worship the heavens and the earth, although the birds greet each other.

After learning with Chen Qibian, Li Dayi and Liu Xiqi about the layout of the wedding site, it was already dawn at the urging of Chen Qibian, the general manager, to ask Yang Yiyun to change into the groom’s suit and prepare for the wedding ceremony.

The person who presided over the wedding ceremony, Yang Yiyun was looking for his grandfather Duan Mu Xingtian, and sent someone to the southern country to invite his grandfather ten days ago.

Today he has to wait to meet grandpa.

After changing into the red bridegroom's clothes, Yang Yiyun walked out of the monastic hall, looking at the busy Cloud Gate disciples and the people in the ancient martial arts world who had been sitting down waiting for the wedding to begin. Yang Yiyun remembered the achievements of Lao Fang’s alchemy. I'm about to use the pill today and I don't know if the refining of the 10,000 pill in the old prescription is complete.

Then he said to Wu Moqiu: "Qiu'er, how about the situation of Lao Fang's refining pill?"

"Sir, I'll go right away."

After Wu Moqiu left, Qiu Yun hurriedly walked in. After seeing Yang Yiyun in a big red bridegroom outfit, a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes, but then disappeared in a flash, and he stepped forward and said: "Mister and old lady let me invite you We used to welcome guests, saying that it was the southern master’s inviter here."

Yang Yiyun did not observe the loneliness on Qiu Yun's face. Hearing her words, he was pleasantly surprised: "Grandpa is here. Okay, I will meet him."

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When I walked out of the Cloud Gate Cave, I found that my grandpa and grandma had already reached the gate, talking and laughing, walking towards the old house.

Yang Yiyun saw that his grandfather Duanmu Xingtian was followed by more than a hundred good people. It seemed that all the Duanmu clan had arrived, and he was still happy: "It really is his own family, all my grandfather's family are here."

From afar, he yelled with joy: "Grandpa~" and ran over while talking.

Duanmu Xingtian bricks and saw that Yang Yiyun's face was also full of smiles: "Good boy, Grandpa is late, don't you blame Grandpa?"

Yang Yiyun originally smiled on his face, but when his grandfather turned his face, his smile was stiff, because the vicissitudes of her grandfather Duan Mu Xingtian's face made him feel that the Chinese and grandfather was already an ancient warrior in the virtual realm. As expected, he had given his grandfather's family a lot of cultivation techniques and pill heaven and earth treasures at the beginning. It is not surprising that grandpa can cultivate in a virtual realm in the past six or seven years.

But when his grandfather Duan Mu Xingtian turned his head, Yang Yiyun saw that his grandpa was dozens of years old, and his appearance looked like an elder.

And one of his left arms was empty in the robe he was wearing. Obviously one of his left arms was missing.

Walking to Grandpa's side, Yang Yiyun reluctantly smiled and said: "Grandpa can come, I'm too happy to be too late, how can I be blamed?" After speaking, he looked behind Duan Mu Xingtian and asked: "Where is Grandpa Uncle?"

After asking this sentence, he found that Duanmu Xingtian's face twitched, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, and he reluctantly smiled and said: "Today your wedding day, wait for your wedding to talk about your uncle."

At this time, my grandma also said, "Hurry up, let the father-in-law come in and drink tea, what is it like to stand at the door, and if there is something to come in, sit down and say."

Yang Yiyun gently touched his grandfather's empty sleeves, felt a pain in his heart, nodded, let grandpa come in first, and let Li Dayi arrange the Duanmu family disciples to rest. Duanmu family must have something serious.

After holding back and entering the hall to take a seat, grandma saw that Yang Yiyun had something to tell Duanmu Xingtian, so she went to see the girl leave under the pretext.

After grandma left, Yang Yiyun couldn't help asking: "What happened to Grandpa? Why is your left arm missing? What's wrong with my uncle?"

There were three questions in a row, each of which caused Duanmu Xingtian's face to twitch, his eyes full of pain.