Eliminate Demons in Lin Zhengying's World

The servant in Tsing Yi who was waiting outside the room said respectfully: "The wedding banquet is ready, I will take you there."

He secretly looked at Ye Fan, afraid that he would offend this martial arts master by being inconsiderate.

However, Zou Hongxue gave thousands of reminders that he must entertain this martial arts expert well, and must monitor him well, and never let him enter the back house.

"it is good."

As if he didn't notice the slave's sizing up, Ye Fan said indifferently.

What he said made the servant slightly relieved, and hurriedly led the way with a lantern.

The sound of firecrackers and the sound of gongs and drums can be heard endlessly, resounding throughout the Zou family.

The slave of the Zou family, wearing a red wedding dress, carried a red sedan chair, passed by Ye Fan beamingly, and walked towards the back house.

Ye Fan stopped to watch, his eyes gleaming with inexplicable luster, staring at the sedan chair.

The curtain of the sedan chair was lifted suddenly, revealing a woman's face.

This woman's face is pretty, but there is no shocking beauty.

Her face was pale and dull, but there was indelible melancholy and indelible despair in her eyes.

Even, there is an extremely strong... reluctance...

Chapter 1368 Bloody tide, don't disappoint!

The woman stared at the direction of the lobby, her lips pursed, she probably wanted to say something, but for some reason, she didn't say a word.

The bridal sedan chair didn't stay for a while, and gradually drifted away, and the woman turned her head frequently.

It wasn't until the sedan chair passed the door leading to the lobby, and the silk thread was blocked by a high wall, that the woman reluctantly looked away.

At this moment, the sedan chair passed by Ye Fan's side, and the woman's gaze passed him inadvertently.

For some reason, her eyes paused for a moment on Ye Fan's body, a few traces of complexity were revealed in her eyes, and then she thought of something, sighed slightly, and slowly lowered the curtain.

At that moment, Ye Fan's heart was slightly touched, as if an inexplicable emotion touched his heartstrings.

Not so-called love, but unspeakable affection.

If I had to give an adjective, it would be pity.

This kind of compassion comes from empathy, a kind of empathy for loved ones.

Why does she have such emotions?

This thought hovered in Ye Fan's mind, watching the sedan chair pass by and drift away.

Thoughtful, Ye Fan remained calm: "Is she the eldest lady who got married today?"

"Hui Zhenjun, that's right."

The house slave was slightly taken aback, lowered his head, and responded softly.

"Why is there no welcoming team?"

Ye Fan asked with a curious tone: "Didn't you see outsiders coming these days? Why did you send the sedan chair to the back house?"

The house slave just shook his head, but didn't say a word.

Obviously, this is a taboo, he dare not say it.

Ye Fan glanced at the house slave lightly, narrowed his eyes, and looked away a little: "Lead the way!"

He didn't force others to ask questions of his slaves.

It is estimated that no more information can be obtained by pressing the question.

The wedding banquet was held in the lobby of the main hall, which is the most spacious hall of the Zou family.

When the house slave led Ye Fan to arrive, the thatched resident was sitting in front of the table, his eyes glazed over, staring at the table full of delicacies.

"Ye Zhenjun!"

Seeing Ye Fan approaching, the grass dweller just came back to his senses, a look of joy flashed in his eyes, he hurriedly got up and cupped his hands: "You are here."

There was only the grass dweller alone at this table, and Ye Fan wondered, "Why are you and me alone at this table? It seems rude for the Zou family to do so?"

The entire lobby of the main hall was empty, except for the two of them, there was no one else.

Doing so is indeed a bit of neglecting the guests.

Therefore, Ye Fan just asked this question.

"Miss Zou's marriage is a top priority. The direct descendants are all busy, and the collateral disciples and slaves are not eligible to attend the banquet. Patriarch Zou has already accused me..."

"I said I wronged you and me, wait here for a while, and when they finish their work, they will come to the banquet."

Seeing this, the layman in thatched cottage squeezed out a smile, and while explaining, he pulled Ye Fan to sit beside him.

"The table is full of delicious food, but when it's cold, it tastes like wax." Ye Fan said with a half-smile.

The grass dweller seemed to think of something, patted his forehead and said: "Blame me, Patriarch Zou told you that if we can't wait, we can start directly."

Without further ado, Ye Fan picked up the jug, poured a glass of wine for himself, looked at the layman in the cottage with the jug in his hand and said with a smile, "Two glasses?"

"it is good."