Immemorial Sword Venerable Chapter 743 old death
âLittle sister, I heard that you were the one who saved Fang Chen at that time?â Xing Yue calmly walked to Li Xiaokeâs side and laughed.
âIn that case, letâs go together.â Danqing Saint Master said.
Hearing that Fang Chen was going to get married, everyone in the Divine Wind Nation, from the top to bottom, all came to attend his wedding ceremony.
However, Fang Chen was not willing to announce it. The wedding would be held in Black Cloud City.
Of course, the one who was even more happy was Xingyueâs family.
The Xing Family was originally an ordinary aristocrat of the Divine Wind Nation, but because Xingyue was about to become Fang Chenâs wife, it allowed the Xing Family to directly leap and become a large clan of the Divine Wind Nation.
In such a large Divine Wind Nation, besides the Fang family, no one else would dare to be powerless against the Xing Family.
âChenge, someone from my family has arrived.â In the study room, Xing Yue was discussing the wedding with a member of the Fang family when she walked in and said in a low voice.
Fang Chen was startled for a moment, but immediately nodded his head and said: âLetâs go meet them.â
She came back in too much of a hurry and forgot about it.
âIâm sorry, Father.â Xingyue lowered her head and said apologetically.
At this time, Fang Chen walked to Xing Zhongyuâs side, clasped his hands at him and said: âFather-in-law, we came back in a hurry, so we didnât have the time to go to the Xing Family. Please donât blame Yueâer.â
No one would have known that in their eyes, three white-haired old men were actually the three great Genuine Force Warriors s whose names resounded throughout the Five Elements Prefecture.
Suddenly, a shout was heard, followed by the rapid arrival of a carriage. The carriage was approaching in full fury.
In the end, he completely vented all of his anger on Fang Chen.
âYou three old bastards, do you know who the owner of the carriage is? Your dog eyes are blind, how dare you block our way? â The martial artist angrily roared.
The three of them looked at each other. They had lived for so many years, yet no one dared to scold them like this.
âAre you sure youâre talking to us?â After a long while, the Profound Dragon Saint Master asked.