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The day before the wedding, except for the destroyed Shenghai Gang, Miaohua Pavilion, which was trapped in internal strife, the Sifang Alliance and the Black Night Villa, all the top forces arrived.

For a time, the witch mansion gathered almost half of the genius masters in the entire Eastern Zhou Dynasty, and there were many masters in the top 80 stars. As for the Earth Spirit List and the Human Heroes List, there was no need to say much.

It can be said that at this time, even if the Eastern family came to attack, they had to consider it carefully.

The heads of various sects and elders gathered in small groups from time to time, sitting and chatting in the pavilion, corridor and yard of the witch mansion, talking about interesting things and cooperation matters of the sect.

Second-level masters of various sects and young disciples also competed with each other, or wandered around Gusu City in groups. Some young people also took the opportunity to pursue the likes of other sects, and some minor disputes occurred during this period, but they were quickly suppressed by the elders of our sect.

Other top-notch forces, as well as a very small number of top-notch experts who were fortunate to be invited, gathered in the inn. Because the traffic of the witch house was too large, they could only go to congratulate on the wedding day.

In addition, there are countless sect masters who do not invite you, far more than the invitation list.

There was a constant stream of people coming and going in front of the Wu Mansion every day, from the senior management of the Sanjiang League headed by Meng Jiuxiao to the servants of the housekeepers, everyone was so busy that they were dizzy. The guards in charge of the call were changed one after another, so as not to be mute.

Since Wu Guanting told everyone that the matter of the Eighth Prince had been successfully resolved, with his identity and personality, everyone would certainly not doubt it, so they all returned to their previous mood. Although they were busy, they were so happy in their hearts.

It can be said that from the early morning to midnight during this period, except for the Eighth Prince who was going to recover from his wounds, the people living in the courtyard should not enter. However, the noise and noises in the witch palace were heard, and the red noises were set against the red color, which became the center of the entire Gusu City.

On the other side, in the gang protection formation formed by fog, the continuous houses of the Mozhu Gang were also hung high with big red lanterns, covered with words of joy and red silk everywhere.

Zhuo Mufeng did not marry into a marriage, but wanted to marry, so strictly speaking, the Mozhu Gang is the host place for tomorrow's ceremony.

However, Zhuo Mufeng didn't want the Mozhu Gang to be too high-profile, and Wu Guanting also intends to protect the Mozhu Gang. After the father-in-law and son-in-law discussed, they decided to only invite relatives and friends to the Mozhu Gang, which means that the gift was divided into two venues.

Shang Zirong personally directed everyone to arrange the venue, and communicated with merchants, restaurants, etc. about the dishes, wine, etc. tomorrow.

Her apple face always had a smile, and she was patrolling everywhere like a lark. Anyone would think that she was truly happy for her senior brother.

Only a few others, including Mr. Ye, Mr. Zhang, and Zhao Jin, felt quite uncomfortable.

Seeing that she was busy and sometimes she didn't even care about eating, Mr. Ye's wife, Tong, advised with great sincerity, "Girl Rong, everyone is responsible for these things. Why do you make yourself so tired? You've lost weight!"

Shang Zirong just smiled and said, "The joy of getting married is only once. Everything about Rong'er today was given by her senior brother. Rong'er was incompetent and could not help much in other things. She had to do her best in such trivial matters so that she would not let her sister-in-law laugh at us."

Tong felt a trembling heart when he heard this, his old lips pursed, and he felt a little worried.

Shang Zirong smiled, said hello to the two elders not far away, ran out of the yard and went to busy. Tong walked to the two elders and said in a muffled voice, "Girl Rong is smiling on her face, I can't tell what she is crying in her heart. This child, alas!"

Old Zhang glanced at the depressed expression and kept sighing, and then said to Tong, "Hehe, it's not that your old man is too cruel, for fear of offending the Sanjiang League and not daring to fight for happiness for Rongya."

Tong was stunned and looked at Old Ye in confusion. Old Ye was in a bad mood, and then heard Old Zhang Hu say something, and he stared at him with rare glances, "Go to drink your wine!"

Old Zhang shrugged with helpless expression, and he really started drinking obediently. However, Old Ye and Mrs. Tong didn't notice it. His muddy gaze suddenly looked into the depths of Nuanyang Mountain, and an extreme sharpness flashed quickly.

Shang Zirong, who ran out of the yard, came to an uninhabited corner, wiped her eyes, raised a smile again, and walked out with her hands on her back, holding her head and chest up, and began to direct everyone.

"The leader is back!"

"Look, it's the leader!"

"Wow, the gang leader is younger and handsome than the rumored one..."

Shang Zirong, who was walking around and stopping and giving advice from time to time, suddenly heard a huge noise accompanied by a woman's scream, and the word "gang leader" was particularly harsh.

She couldn't help but turn around and could no longer move her eyes. She saw the crowd of people in the re-expanded front yard, suddenly separated to both sides, and a road that could be passed by one person quickly appeared. A young man in white walked among them, with a tall figure and handsome face.

He just walked casually, but focused the focus of the entire front yard on himself. Not only Shang Zirong was watching him get out of sight, but everyone's eyes moved with him, and time seemed to be frozen.

Those women who had never seen Zhuo Mufeng had long been fascinated by his various rumors, and they had outlined the image of Zhuo Mufeng many times in their minds. Now they found that the real person was far more energetic than their imagination. The unexpected impact force made the women's faces flush and their hearts jump out of their chests.

The men were also amazed at Zhuo Mufeng's extraordinary appearance and temperament. His famous record and the halo of the world's number one martial arts genius all made Zhuo Mufeng have an incomparable aura, instantly making everyone look dull.

Faced with the cheers and worship around him, Zhuo Mufeng nodded with a smile, but kept walking straight to the girl in yellow who was dazed in the distance.

When they were facing each other, Zhuo Mufeng reached out and touched the head of the girl in yellow, and said in a gentle tone, "Junior sister, I finally saw you." He immediately frowned, "Have you been too busy recently? You have lost a lot."

The senior brother's hands were very hot. His caring gaze as caring as the past made Shang Zirong feel a burst of heart-wrenching pain, and he smiled deadpanly, "Senior brother is still the same, he has not changed."

Zhuo Mufeng felt Shang Zirong's emotional changes, and felt a little pity and helplessness in his heart. With his clever tongue, he didn't know what to say for a moment.

After standing for a moment, Shang Zirong smiled and said, "I will marry the bride tomorrow. My senior brother must live in the Mozhu Gang today. My junior sister will help you clean up the room."

After saying that, he turned around and left, his steps were as fast as if he was about to escape. Zhuo Mufeng, behind him, stretched out his hand and made a gesture of retention, but opened his mouth but did not speak.

When he came to Zhuo Mufeng's courtyard and looked at the familiar grass and trees here, Shang Zirong burst into tears silently.

She did not tell her senior brother that every day he left, she would clean every corner of the place for him, and change the mattresses every three days, and she would do it herself to wash and dry it. She also learned to cook with Tong, and now even Tong has to praise him.

The former gang daughter had unknowingly developed the ability to hold her arms and dry clothes and wash her hands to make soup, but the people she had fantasized about serving were gradually getting farther away from herself. From tomorrow onwards, she would not be allowed to enter here, and even cleaning would become a luxury.

Shang Zirong pushed open the door numbly, sat on the edge of the bed, touching the corner of the quilt she had just changed the day before yesterday, tears fell down. In the end, she couldn't help it and lay on the quilt and started crying.

At some point, a sigh rang in his ears, and an old but warm hand gently patted her back. Shang Zirong raised her face full of tears and found that Tong was sitting beside her, looking at her lovingly and distressedly.

Shang Zirong seemed to have found a relative, and suddenly pounced on Tong's arms, with whimpers constantly.

Tong held her and said softly, "I heard that Mu Feng is back, and I knew you must be here. Child, cry, cry as much as you want, just cry, don't hold your depression in your heart and hurt your body."

These words made Shang Zirong cry louder and louder, and she said ventingly, "What's the use of me? My senior brother doesn't like me. He wants to marry another woman. From now on, I will be able to live alone in this world, lonely and ventilated. It's better to die earlier."

Tong's eyes turned red and hugged her harder, and said excitedly, "Silly child, you silly child, besides Mu Feng, you also have Grandma Tong, Lao Ye and Lao Zhang. We all love you very much."

Shang Zirong kept shook her head, "Different, different... I liked my senior brother very early, very early. For him, I changed myself, and I wanted to wash and cook for him, but in the end I found that this was just my wishful thinking. Grandma Tong, when my senior brother was not here in the past, I blamed him and talked about him every day, but now, I realize that those days were the happiest and most hopeful..."

Tong was crying. Thinking of this girl's efforts, she was both helpless and sad.

Shang Zirong swallowed and said, "Actually, I understand, I have understood it early in the morning. The appearance, figure, background, qualifications, and martial arts of the Wu family girl are thousands or hundreds of times better than me. Even if I am a man, I will make the same choice as my senior brother.

Just like Mr. Ye said, love affairs cannot be forced. If someone doesn’t like you, what will you do? Grandma Tong, I won’t lie to you. Actually, I am really happy. Senior Brother Happy can find the person he loves and be together forever. That’s good, that’s good..."

Tong nodded, "I believe, I believe, you have always been so kind. Rong Yatou, grandma also believes that you will find someone you love and love you. Grandma also wants to watch your child be born and live happily."

Shang Zirong did not answer this time. The two hugged each other and cried for a long time. Tong kept comforting and enlightening Shang Zirong. After Shang Zirong cried, she felt less depression and didn't know if she could listen to her words.

Outside the yard, Zhuo Mufeng looked at the bright red color, and his heart felt like he had broken the five flavor bottle. He didn't know how to face Shang Zirong, so he had to walk away in the end.

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Chapter completed!