The day of the wedding (1)

After that, there was an endless stream of customers.

Xia qingchen didn't have the time to ask the presidents.

Yue Mingzhu, who was receiving gifts at the side, smiled and muttered softly, ""They should be here soon."

East of the heavenly moon Ridge.

In a Long Canyon.

The red bridal procession rose to the sky with gongs and drums.

In the middle of the palanquin, the White Lotus saintess was wearing her usual plain clothes.

She wore a Phoenix Coronet and red lips.

She was dressed in a beautiful red dress that outlined her graceful figure.

She closed her eyes slightly and her expression was as indifferent as ever.

Suddenly.

The palanquin stopped.

"What's the matter?" The White Lotus saintess said with her eyes closed.

Beside the palanquin, a maidservant who was escorting the bride looked forward with a bewildered expression."Miss, there's fog ahead."

There was a thick yellow mist in front of the canyon.