Beauty's personal migrant worker

On the seventh day of September, Skyfall City was bustling.

Under the deliberate publicity of the Qiu family, countless monks gathered in Tianyun City on this day, most of them came to congratulate the young master of the Qiu family on his wedding.

Of course, there are also some unruly monks mixed in.

The Qiu family's residence, in a large bustling building complex, is also crowded with people at the moment.

As the host of Tianyun City, the entire Qiu family has already mobilized and arranged countless monks properly.

At this moment, on the huge martial arts arena of the Qiu family, a huge wedding platform has already stood there.

The wedding table was made of unknown material, it was bright red and glaring like blood.Coupled with the blood-red curtains, it also has a somewhat festive flavor.

Under the wedding platform, countless flower pots are neatly arranged, like a sea of ​​flowers.

At this moment, the martial arts arena was already overcrowded, and monks from all directions were eagerly waiting for that exciting moment.

The son of the Qiu family, Qiu Bei, is about to get married. It is said that the bride's background is also extremely extraordinary. She is the young lady of the Jin family, who is as beautiful as a flower, and the country is overwhelmed by the city.

Below the wedding platform, a man who looked like a butler was smiling, but his eyes were full of deep dignity.

He asked a servant beside him, "Have all the guards arrived at their positions?"

"Boss, all the members of the Qiu family's guards are already in their positions, and the commander of the guards is stationed at the wedding site himself, so there will be no mistakes." The servant said hastily.

The butler nodded, and from the corner of his eye, he also saw the figure of the commander of the guards. He was dressed in casual clothes, hiding in an inconspicuous corner, and the aura of the early Mahayana on his body made the butler feel a little relaxed.

"Young Master Qiu Bei's wedding must not have any accidents!" He ordered again: "You should go and spy on the bride right now, and if there is anything wrong, come and report it immediately."

The servant left at the sound, leaving only the butler looking around dignifiedly.

Time passed bit by bit, and more and more monks gathered in the martial arts arena.

The auspicious time had come, and suddenly there was a huge sound of firecrackers, but a middle-aged man jumped up and clasped his fists at the crowd.

"I've seen Patriarch Qiu!" Everyone looked solemn when they saw the person coming, and hurriedly greeted him.

"Hehe, everyone came from afar to attend Gouzi's wedding, and Qiu is very grateful. Today, Gouzi Qiu Bei is fortunate to marry the daughter of the Jin family, and Qiu is even more honored. Next, I invite the Patriarch of the Jin family."

As soon as the words fell, everyone saw a blur in front of their eyes, but saw a middle-aged monk had already arrived on the stage.

This person is wearing a Lun scarf and a Confucian shirt, with sleeves fluttering in the wind, looking very elegant.

"I've seen Patriarch Jin!" Everyone clasped their fists in greeting again, with excitement in their eyes.

The patriarchs of the two top powers in Tianyun City gathered at the wedding stage, such a grand occasion was rarely seen in a hundred years.

"En." Patriarch Jin's face was a little cold, and there seemed to be no joy in his eyes. He nodded slightly towards the crowd and stopped talking.

"It seems that Patriarch Jin is not very happy."

"That's right, the daughter of the Jin family's big wedding, why is he so indifferent as a father?"

"Is there something hidden in it?"

Naturally, there are many monks in the audience who are observant, and there are continuous bursts of soft discussions.

As Patriarch Qiu's strength in the middle stage of Mahayana, he can naturally hear the discussions around him clearly.I saw that he was still smiling, but there was a cold light in his eyes.

However, this cold light was quickly subdued by him, and he said with a smile: "Not much to say, the auspicious time has come, so let's invite our bride and groom."

While speaking, I saw a huge red candlestick descending from the sky and landed in the center behind the wedding platform. On the red candlestick, there was a fruit plate of longan and peanuts, which symbolized the birth of a precious child and the reunion.

At the same time, behind the crowd, a group of monks dressed in red entered the arena. It was the bride and groom, who were leading towards the wedding stage under the guidance of the matchmaker.

Behind the bride and groom is a group of beautiful maids. These maids are all well-cultivated. If they are maids, they are not guards in case of emergencies.

Seeing the newcomer entering the arena, all the monks gave way to a path, and wherever the newcomer passed, there were bursts of blessings.

Qiu Bei's face was full of smiles, high-spirited.Beside him, Jin Yi was wearing exquisite red makeup, full of jewels, and a red hijab on his head, looking unparalleled in wealth.

However, her footwork is slow and slow, which seems to be reluctant.However, a maid beside her seemed to be carefully supporting her, but in fact, she forcibly forced Jin Yi onto the wedding stage.

Patriarch Jin looked at this scene with helplessness and anger in his cold eyes.

"The auspicious time has come, the bride and groom bow to heaven and earth!"

The matchmaker's sharp and high-pitched voice resounded in the audience, heralding the official start of the wedding.

"Hehe." The groom, Qiu Bei, smiled happily, and bowed down the stage first.

But Jin Yi stood there in a daze, motionless.

There was a sound of surprise, obviously, Jin Yi's performance made many monks in the audience extremely puzzled.

Patriarch Qiu's expression turned cold, and he glanced at the maid who was supporting Jin Yi.The maidservant understood, exerted force on her hand, and Jin Yi immediately bent down.

Because the red hijab covered Jin Yi's pretty face, no one could see Jin Yi's expression.

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

The matchmaker continued to shout.

Qiu Bei immediately bowed down to his father, Patriarch Qiu, and on the other side, the maidservant was already prepared, and pressed Jin Yi down again with her hands.

Patriarch Qiu looked at all this with satisfaction, and glanced at Patriarch Jin, feeling extremely proud.The latter's eyes were cold and stern, but he was helpless.

"Bye husband and wife!"

The matchmaker's voice is like a rooster announcing the dawn, especially high-pitched.As long as he bows down, his mission will be completed.

"Haha!" Qiu Bei was overjoyed and bowed down to Jin Yi.

However, this time, Jin Yi did not bow down for a long time, no matter how hard the maid tried, she couldn't make Jin Yi bend down.

At this time, how could everyone not know the truth, and immediately, rumors and discussions arose.

Patriarch Qiu's eyes turned cold all of a sudden, and his eyes flashed towards the matchmaker, who hurried to Jin Yi and shouted again: "Husband and wife worship each other."

While speaking, the matchmaker and the maid grabbed Jin Yi's hands from left to right, trying to force them down.

The strong pressure made Jin Yi's legs tremble, but she still stood upright stubbornly, refusing to bend down.She knew that once she bent her waist, she would have no turning back.

Patriarch Jin's eyes showed that he couldn't bear it, he made a wrong step, and wanted to step forward to make a rescue.However, Patriarch Qiu came to him unknowingly, and stopped in front of Patriarch Jin: "Brother Jin, wait a moment, why are you so anxious?"

The head of the Jin family hesitated to speak, and finally let out a long sigh, and stood with his hands tied, his eyes showing pain.

"Hahaha, the Qiu family, a group of villains, it is really shameless to coerce a woman like this!" At this moment, a figure suddenly flew into the martial arts arena, looking down at the people on the wedding platform, full of mockery .

Hearing the sound, Jin Yi's body trembled, and then he relaxed slumpedly, talking to himself in a voice that only he could hear, with deep disappointment and sadness in his tone: "It's not him..."