Qinghe burned three sticks of incense in front of the spiritual throne, and the ghost energy slowly entered Su Tangxue's body along the red silk thread.

After more than a hundred years, this moment was about to arrive but he was not too excited anymore. He looked at the bride, his face brightening a little.

In the eyes of others, this look seems to be full of affection, and they think that only such a beautiful person is worthy of such a talented person.

"Shangxian."

Huang Si held the tray and handed it over with a bow.

Qinghe smiled slightly, Huang Si was already very thoughtful and efficient in doing things, so he might as well keep him by his side as a confidant after his real body got out of trouble.

After Huang Si presented the small wine glass, Hou stood aside with a normal expression.

Qing He and Su Tangxue stood opposite each other. They clinked their glasses and drank the wine in one gulp.

Qinghe handed the wine glass back to Huang Si and looked at Su Tangxue with relief. Despite all the hardships, he had finally reached this point.

Just looking at it with a slight frown, the bride could faintly see saliva at the corners of her mouth under her hijab.

Although he can control Su Tangxue's actions, Su Tangxue can still resist somewhat due to her inner conflict.

Qinghe snorted softly and took out his handkerchief to wipe the corners of her mouth.

But as soon as the handkerchief was placed on Su Tangxue's lips, she lay down directly backward.

Qinghe grabbed her waist, and the red hijab floated up. Su Tangxue's face lost color, her lips began to turn white, and her breathing became more rapid, which was obviously a symptom of poisoning.

Qinghe's fists clenched loudly, and he put his hand on her back and exerted slight force.

Su Tangxue spat out black blood, her body completely softened and she leaned on Qinghe's arms.

"Is this...the bride poisoned?"

"Who is it? How dare you poison me during worship. Such behavior is a blatant provocation to the authority of Qinghe City!"

The ghost energy on the red silk thread stagnated between the ropes and stopped transporting.

Qinghe's eyes were like lightning, and he circled around, and all the courtyard doors closed instantly.

Qinghe had a ferocious look on his face, and said in a cold and low voice: "No one is allowed to leave! If anyone dares to leave privately before the truth is found out, don't blame me for being merciless!"

"Shangxian! We have been staying in the courtyard and have never touched a wine glass!"

"Yes, I still hope to see Xian Mingcha!"

"Shut up, everyone! Huang Si!"

"Shangxian."

"Look out for everyone present. I will come back as soon as I go. If anyone leaves early, I will only ask you!"

"As commanded."

Qinghe turned into black mist and took Su Tangxue away instantly.

Huang Si felt at ease. As Bai Yichun said, Qinghe did not suspect that he was responsible, but instead asked him to control the scene.

Huang Si spoke softly and loudly: "Everyone, please be patient. You have also heard what the Immortal said, so please stay where you are and don't move around at will. I will give you an explanation when the truth is found out."

Seeing Qing He's figure disappear into the distance, Bai Yichun appeared on the eaves of another courtyard, with a panoramic view of everything going on below.

Bai Yichun put the shimmering talisman on his body and asked softly: "Are you still there?"

"I can hear it."

"I can't help you delay for too long. The state of suspended animation can last for a quarter of an hour at most."

"Excuse me, Miss Bai."

"Everyone takes what he needs."

Su Yu slowly exhaled a breath, his heart beating strongly.

There was a slight sound between the bones, the clothes began to crack, and the exposed skin looked like flesh, crystal clear.

Su Yu felt that his body was lighter than ever before, and there was tremendous energy in his hands when he raised them.

The power of tranquility flows freely throughout the body.

Su Yu opened his eyes and stretched out comfortably. The brilliance in his pale golden eyes gradually dissipated, his energy was restrained and his sharpness was no longer there.

With several pieces of clothing already stacked beside him, Su Yu bowed deeply to King Qin Guang.

"Thank you, Mr. Fu, for your love. This kindness will be unforgettable."

The man still closed his eyes and said calmly: "Just take advantage of the situation and don't have to express your gratitude."

Su Yu nodded, stood up and put on his white Confucian shirt. He looked full of life and energy like jade.

"You still have to walk your own path to be sure. I won't ask about things in Qinghe City. I'm here only for the World Tree."

"Don't worry, Mr. Fu, I know what's going on."

"But let them two accompany you for a while, not for you, but for me." The man said truthfully.

Su Yu bowed and said: "Then I will take the first step and visit you later."

"Go ahead."

Niutou snorted white air from his nostrils, followed Su Yu and whispered: "Boy, you are so lucky. In normal times, the Lord Fu doesn't say as much in a month as he said to you today."

Su Yu stopped after hearing this, took a deep breath, turned around and asked with determination: "May I ask Mr. Fu, how did my master die?"

"There are many people in the underworld who want him to die, so he has no choice but to die."

"Why?"

"It's too trivial to describe in one sentence. Don't ask any more about the prince's affairs. I can't explain it clearly before the time comes." The man still explained patiently.

Su Yu frowned, thought for a moment and then asked: "I have something else I want to ask Mr. Fu to tell you."

"But it doesn't matter."

"Why are all the techniques created by the Tongyou lineage in the underworld? What is the relationship between the Tongyou lineage and the underworld?" Su Yu asked decisively.

King Qin Guang opened his eyes in astonishment. Although his eyes were as clear as ever, they were extremely deep.

After a moment, his lips parted slightly, and he actually chuckled.

"I have considered all the questions you can ask, but this is the only thing I didn't expect you to ask, and this is the only thing I can't give you an answer for." King Qin Guang shook his head with a smile.

Qinghe appeared in the courtyard again with Su Tangxue.

Su Tangxue held a luminous pearl in her mouth. Black air was flowing inside the luminous pearl, and the evil spirit was entangled.

The guests in the courtyard gave way one after another, and everyone felt his murderous intent leaking out.

You can hear a needle drop for a while, but everyone is as silent as a cicada.

"Is anyone leaving?"

"No...no one left."

Huang Si was extremely shocked when he saw Su Tangxue coming back as if she was fine.

All I know is that Qinghe must have collected rare elixirs.

But in this case, Bai Yichun's plan may come to nothing.

"Go on." Qinghe didn't want to delay for a moment, and he had a vague feeling of badness.

After weighing the pros and cons, Huang Si put on a smile and said loudly: "The auspicious time has come, let's go to the church to get married!"

"Worship heaven and earth!"

There is heaven and earth in your heart, and you can see the gods when you raise your head.

Qinghe held his head high and his eyes stayed on his spiritual throne.

During the first bow, neither of them knelt down.

"Two thanks to Gaotang!"

On the second prostration, the two of them still did not kneel.

The ghost energy on the red silk thread has turned into a substantial black mist and poured into Su Tangxue's body.

Bai Yichun saw that before Su Yu could wait, he already had a hidden sword in his hand.

Now that Qinghe had made up his mind, she could only stop him.

With his body leaping up, Bai Yichun could only see Qinghe, the scumbag who had enslaved him in disguise for more than forty years.

She clearly remembered the old blind man's words before his death: "In fact, the people you hate have never been in the village. You just want to find an excuse for yourself to persevere."

"You know Qinghe's methods best. How is the girl's situation different now from yours at that time? Qinghe was the one who chose you all the time. Who among the ordinary people in the village would dare to violate the belief he concocted?"

"Do you think I can win over Qinghe by being disobedient?" Bai Yichun smiled miserably.

"Do you know why I am trying my best to help these two young people?"

"Why?"

"Dongyue...the first day of the lunar month..." The old blind man's body suddenly began to fester, and he spat out the words with great difficulty.
To be continued...