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Map: time of the Nine Prefectures: Eighteen years after the destruction of the demonic territory: XianZhou. Dawn. A wisp of morning sunlight shines through the stars, lightly floating within the majestic ancient city of Yi Yang, covering the streets and alleyways of the ancient city with a thin layer of illusory golden gauze.

The warm sunlight, suffused with dense leaves, lightly scattered down and reflected on the surface of the ancient city, refracting into specks of gorgeous splendor, tightly wrapping around the most beautiful city in XianZhou.

The Yiyang City was located to the west of the Nine Prefectures' XianZhou. It covered an area of eighty square kilometers and was the largest city within the XianZhou.

The scenery here was pleasant, and every time the merchants passed by, they would want to open up a silk trade route here.

Usually, the streets and alleys in the Yiyang City were filled with people early in the morning, but today was not the usual day. When the day came for the male chicken to announce its arrival, the citizens of the Yiyang City had already washed up and changed, closing their doors as if they had made arrangements beforehand, and were rushing towards the Shang family residence located in the western suburbs of Yi Yang.

If one were to look down from the sky, this scene was akin to groups of ant leeches rushing over from all directions. They advanced in unison, and their footprints covered every corner of Yiyang City, the scene was extremely spectacular.

The Shang family, the number one martial family in Yi Yang, the Wu family, and the Wu family.

The Shang Family's foundation was based in Yi Yang, and even the entire XianZhou was extremely deep, it could be said to be a character that could shake the entire XianZhou three times with a stamp of his foot.

Shang Jinghuan, the current head of the Shang family, has three sons.

Eldest son Shang Zimo, second son Shang Zifeng and third son Shang Ziyu.

In his early years, Shang Jinghuan relied on his exceptional martial arts to follow XianZhou King "Mu Yi".

Traveling to the north and settling down in the four directions, he helped the XianZhou King conquer the world of the XianZhou. It could be said that he was a man of iron and steel, a man with a heroic spirit, who knows how many women he had captured.

Although they had withdrawn from the imperial court, they could still be considered overlords who had the authority to kill and seize in the blink of an eye.

However, even though Shang Jinghuan was a hero, none of his three sons could inherit the essence of his martial arts. Therefore, Shang Jinghuan always used the excuse of not participating in the annual family competition.

Due to the Shang family's influence, other families in XianZhou would always give some face to Shang Jinghuan in the annual Family Competition, inviting him to be the master and judge the competition.

Looking at the outstanding young warriors performing their martial arts in high spirits, Shang Jinghuan was always sighing with sorrow on his face. It was for no other reason than that none of his three sons could be a match for him.

Shang Zimo, Shang Zifeng, and Shang Ziyu were all well-known figures in the Yi Yang world.

The Shang Family's eldest young master, Shang Zimo, was famous for his literary talent, and the third young master, Shang Ziyu, was famous for his cowardice. As for the second young master, Shang Zifeng, was famous for his oddity!

Literary talent, that is, literary talent, Shang Zimo is such a person.

Not only was he handsome and unrestrained, he even had a good hand at writing and drawing.

His Mo Bao was extraordinary, and he was loved by the ladies of famous sects.

Ever since he was young, Shang Zimo had only known how to get together with some of the famous painters and painters in Yiyang City.

Even though he had often heard people say that martial arts could strengthen one's body and slow down one's aging, it did not arouse the slightest bit of interest in him. Instead, it made him even more repulsed.

In his view, the cycle of life and death was the cycle of the Heavenly Dao. Life should have enjoyed itself, so what reason did he have to seek longevity and force himself to do something he did not want to do?

However, after growing up, he had a change of heart and started to help his father manage his family's businesses.

As far as Shang Jinghuan was concerned, Shang Zimo's move was on the right track, so he naturally supported it. Only his martial arts skills were still the origin of Shang Jinghuan's helplessness.

Shang Jinghuan originally thought that his most obedient third son, Shang Ziyu, was the only candidate to inherit the essence of his martial arts.

His natural disposition was extremely weak. Whenever he was asked to pick up the longblade, his head would be spinning and his hands would tremble. Even when there was a small wound on his hand, he would cry and not move for half a month, afraid that the wound would worsen.

Helpless, Shang Jinghuan could only give up on this matter and stop bringing up the matter of martial arts.

The most deadly thing about Shang Ziyu was that he was afraid of the dark. Since he was young, he had never lived alone in the same room, but in the same room with his second brother, Shang Zifeng.

Second Young Master Shang Zifeng has a good bone and is a good material for practicing martial arts. Shang Jinghuan also valued him greatly. He once hired a martial arts instructor to teach him martial arts so that he could grow up to be a true martial artist just like himself and inherit the Shang family's business.

The most important point was that he was born to be active and liked to play. Ever since he saw the performance of the Daoist priest on the street, he fell in love with Taoist arts, and from then on, he started to use the three-symbol spell language without any fuss.

Now 18 years old Shang Zifeng, martial arts and Dao are not as good as each other, he has become a real half-assed.

As the saying goes, if you don't cause trouble in three days, he will not be called Shang Zifeng. This was already a fact that everyone in Yi Yang knew.

This time, the Shang family's second young master had once again caused an unspeakable event, causing the entire city to gather around the Shang Mansion.

It turned out that today was the wedding day of the famous Shang Family's Second Young Master, Shang Zifeng.

Right!

Marry, not marry!

Not only that, but it had to be done according to the way the woman was married. Even if she had to open her face, wear a veil, wear a velvet dress, and wear a phoenix coronet, she had to do it one by one on this second young master.

Thus, in the eyes of the commoners who loved to watch the show, this was a new and great thing.

The commoners were standing outside the courtyard, talking and standing on their tiptoes. From time to time, sounds of laughter could be heard.

In contrast to the atmosphere outside, the courtyard of the Shang family was decorated with lanterns and decorations, and there was a sense of harmony between them.

However, under the joyous scene, the inside of the yard was very strange.

A handsome youth was currently hugging a fat head and big ears pet pig as he leaned on the bed and sized up the five servants in front of him with narrowed eyes.

His eyes roamed unrestrainedly around the servant's body, his face full of smiles.

However, if one were to look closely, they would be able to clearly see the ghastly pale faces of the five retainers.

It seemed that to them, this handsome youth's smile was like the icy cold of winter, extremely cold.

"Two …" Second Young Master, you're the one who … Ah, no, marry … "Ah … Ah, that's not right …"

When one of the servants saw Shang Zifeng's weird eyes, he felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles. He subconsciously shivered as he spoke incoherently. Even he himself didn't know what he was talking about.

It was because they had suffered a lot under Shang Zifeng's hands. Now that they saw him as if they had seen a god of death, how could they calm down!

"Hehehe!" Since you've spoken first, then you shall do it! "Come, come over here!"

Shang Zifeng waved towards the servant and waited for a while. Seeing that the servant did not react, he could not help but glare and said: "I called you over, why aren't you coming over?"

"Second Young Master, please spare this lowly one!" This humble one's family has both old and young people waiting for this humble one to go back and take care of them. This lowly one can't die here! "

As he said that, the servant who Shang Zifeng pointed at knelt down abruptly and started bowing to Shang Zifeng while wailing.

He looked miserable, as if he would be killed by Shang Zifeng in the next second.

"What are you doing?" Get up! I command you, get up quickly! "

Shang Zifeng curled his lips helplessly, and said in a dispirited manner: "I just want to ask you for a favor, look at how scared I am, it's as if I'm going to take your life! Alright, alright, you can go now! "Remember, you are not to report to your father, or — you know!"

After saying that, Shang Zifeng waved towards the servant. After the servant received Shang Zifeng's gaze, he seemed to have received an amnesty and hastily said, "No."

He then ran out.

When the other servants saw this, they all cast envious gazes at him. If possible, they also wanted to escape this place like him. Staying here for a second longer was a type of torture to them.

Having seen through their thoughts, Shang Zifeng raised his eyebrows and said, "What? Even you guys aren't willing to help this Young Master?"

"Two …" Second Young Master, it's not that I'm not willing to help you, it's just that whoever you're helping is unlucky. Miss Helian, it's not like you don't know, it's a person who eats people without spitting out their bones, if we really agreed to let you go … Go... "Once we're discovered, you might be able to escape, then we'll …"

Saying this, the servant was actually wronged to the point of being unable to speak.

"What? You all think the same?"

Shang Zifeng's cold eyes swept across the other servants. As far as his eyes could see, all of the servants nodded their heads in response. That small appearance was as pitiful as it could be.

Seeing their pitiful expressions, Shang Zifeng could not bear to force them anymore, so he waved his hand and dismissed them all.

After a while, only Shang Zifeng and a pig were left breathing heavily in the huge room.

"Fatty Hua, oh Fatty Hua, look at them. Usually, young master and I are good to them, so not only will we spend money to support them, we would also want to bring back whatever good stuff we can get from the streets." But for them, now that this young master has met with trouble, they all hid from me like gods of plague, afraid that I would be too late! Why do you think this young master has such an ingrate! "Hmph, at a critical moment, not a single one can be relied on!"

Shang Zifeng started chanting at Wu Tie'er to vent the unhappiness in his heart.

"Kengji, kengji …"

Master, master, you are not afraid!

Fatty Hua will always be by your side. No matter what happens, Fatty Hua will always guard you!

"Hehe, do you think they are a bunch of ingrate as well?"

Shang Zifeng asked.

"Kengji, kengji …"

Master was right, they were just a bunch of ingrate.

Humph!

As soon as they saw that their master was in trouble, they all ran away. As expected, none of them had any conscience!

"Hehe, I knew you were definitely saying 'yes'. Since you love me so much, can I ask you to do something for me now? You'll agree, won't you? "

Shang Zifeng answered himself and then carried Fatty Hua to the Red Wood Eight Immortals Table in the middle of the room and looked at Fatty Hua charmingly.

When Fatty Hua heard this, his eyes widened and a ghostly light flowed from the bottom of his eyes. If it had hair, it would definitely explode at this moment.

Based on its understanding of its master, every time its master spoke to it in such a manner, it would most likely be met with a calamity.

At the same time, in the hall, the Shang family's head, Shang Jinghuan, was stomping his chest and walking around angrily. From time to time, he would smash cups, make loud noises, and make his face turn red.

On the side, there was an unordinary looking noblewoman standing quietly, looking disappointedly at the bustling and noisy crowd outside the mansion. The sounds of sighing could be heard incessantly.

"Look!" They are here! "

Outside of the courtyard, someone was screaming among the crowd, causing the tired citizens who had been waiting for a long time to boil over.

Under the setting sun, where the ceremonial music was played, the red luan ceremony snaked its way through without end.

The two ladies in red on both sides of the hall sprinkled the petals of their makeup along the way, dyeing the sky red!

At the front, a bridegroom dressed in red, with a red flower around his waist, was riding a handsome white horse. Under the escort of the crowd, he led the way in a valiant manner, slowly advancing.

Its face was like a crown jade. It was gentle and refined, and it could be said to have delicate features. It was extremely handsome, and wherever it went, it created waves of screams that made people cry out in alarm as if they were crazy.

"Second Brother! Miss Helian's wedding procession has arrived! "

Bang.

Shang Zifeng's door was pushed open by someone from the outside. A nervous young scholar entered the room.

This person was the third young master of the Shang family, Shang Ziyu.

"What are you stuttering for? So what if she came? Did she really have to scare you to this extent? "

Shang Zifeng rolled his eyes at Shang Ziyu, not minding at all, and continued to play with the talisman in his hand that was emitting a green light, making a comical action, he said to the simple-looking pet pig lying on the Red Wood Eight Immortals Table: "Little Fatty, today I will leave it to you! Although this is my first time using it, it should not have any side effects, so you don't have to be afraid! "

As he spoke, Shang Zifeng brought his nose close to the pig, "Come, let me, the young master, smell your fragrance!"

"Sniff, sniff …"

No!

Master!

Fatty Hua, no!

Fatty Hua's body stank, neither fragrant nor fragrant!

Second Young Master Shang Zifeng has a good bone and is a good material for practicing martial arts. Shang Jinghuan also valued him greatly. He once hired a martial arts instructor to teach him martial arts so that he could grow up to be a true martial artist just like himself and inherit the Shang family's business.

Master, please let Fatty Hua go!

At this time, Fatty Hua already knew what his master was going to do with it. He couldn't help but panic.

"Hm!" "Not bad, it's the same smell as the one on me, it's very fragrant!"

Shang Zifeng patted the pig's head and ears as he snickered, "Little Fatty, let me tell you, that girl is definitely a beauty. I can give you a bargain today …" Heh heh … The pig of your life has not been for nothing! "

"Sniff, sniff …"

Damn master, smelly master, it's not like I've never seen that chick before. How is that a chick?

Fatty Hua didn't want that evil woman. Fatty Hua was begging Master to let Fatty Hua go. That evil woman was so scary. Fatty Hua didn't want to become a roasted suckling pig!

Fatty Hua would rather be a pig in his next life than deal with that evil woman!

The poor Fatty Hua trembled on the Eight Immortals Table. However, in Shang Zifeng's eyes, he thought the little pervert was trembling with excitement, completely misinterpreting Fatty Hua's intentions.

"Hehe, as long as you are happy! Right now, only you can help me with this! "

"Second brother, you …"

Shang Ziyu stared blankly at the talisman in Shang Zifeng's hand and said in disbelief, "Don't tell me you want to …"

"Shh!" Third brother, didn't you always want to roam the martial arts world with second brother, learn Tao techniques, and then defeat everyone in the world? "

While speaking, Shang Zifeng held up the glyph in his hand, waved it in front of Shang Ziyu, and said with pride, "Now the chance is here!"

"Opportunity?"

Shang Ziyu's eyes widened as he looked at the charm in second brother's hands. He seemed to have thought of something and exclaimed, "You want to escape from the marriage!"

"Shut up! Do you want to call your parents over?!"

Shang Zifeng covered Shang Ziyu's mouth and said seriously: "Not running away from a marriage, don't tell me you want second brother to marry that tigress? As a dignified seven foot man, he should rather die than submit! Even if the Young Master were to marry her, I would still have to come up with a plan, not to mention that I will have to marry her in such a way! "

As he spoke, Shang Zifeng began to sob, "This is an insult to my man! Besides, I want to live a little longer! "

"But …" But if we leave, what will father do with mother? "

Shang Ziyu said dispiritedly, "Besides, you promised to do that first, but now you have to break your promise and run away. Isn't that a little …"

Without waiting for Shang Ziyu to finish speaking, Shang Zifeng "Pa"

He shook his head and said resentfully, "Don't we still have big brother here? Big brother doesn't let us let Father and Mother worry? With a single word, are we leaving or not? "

"Ugh …" Go, go! Available... "But Miss Helian, this …"

Shang Ziyu pointed worriedly at the dumb pig on the Eight Immortals Table and asked, "Will anything happen to him?"

How come nothing happened?

Something would definitely happen!

Something would happen to Fatty Hua!

Fatty Hua will die!

"…" Fatty Hua weakly mumbled. Hehe! Don't worry! Even if something happens, it's a good thing! "

Shang Zifeng smiled evilly: "Since she wants to show off her manliness so much, then I can only help her!"

While speaking, Shang Zifeng flipped his fingers and threw the Talisman into the air in a comical way. He muttered the spell incantation nonchalantly, causing Wu Tie to burst into laughter. He thought to himself, "What a joke!"

While the two of them were fooling around, the wedding ceremony slowly arrived in front of the Shang Residence's entrance.

The sedan chair and the horse were zigzagging along.

The handsome bridegroom dismounted from his horse and came to the front of the court in a graceful manner, cupping his hands in greeting to all the elders and fathers.

At this moment, the drum and the music ended.

Helian Lanruo swaggered into the Shang Residence's courtyard, walked along the long corridor and arrived at the main hall.

At this time, Shang Jinghuan and his wife, Luan Xiaofu, were sitting in the hall. Seeing Helian Lanruo dressed in a Chinese groom's uniform, their faces tightened and they could not help but force out an ugly smile as they stood up to welcome her. The former apologized: "I did not know that Miss Helian had arrived and was not able to welcome her in time.

"Uncle, there's no need to stand on ceremony. After today, we will be a family."

As she spoke, Lan Luo looked around. She didn't see Shang Zifeng, so she bowed and asked, "The time has come. Where is Zi Feng now?"

"This …"

After a moment of silence, Shang Jinghuan licked his old face and shouted to a servant beside him, "Go and get that good son of mine!"

"Master, Second Young Master, he …" "He's here …"

The servant pointed at the figure that was being led by a wedding lady, and said carefully. His voice was extremely soft, afraid that it would touch the old master's brow.