With the joyous music, a bright red bridal sedan was carried in, trembling and unsteady by several little ghosts.
The Black Fox Ghost King walked at the forefront, his face full of insincere smiles, waving occasionally as if greeting familiar Ghost Gods.
The surrounding Ghost Gods were nodding, some sincerely, others pretentiously.
"Mo Chou!"
"It's Mo Chou!"
Watching the slowly entering bridal sedan, Scholar Cui's emotions suddenly became agitated, and he subconsciously wanted to stand up. Fortunately, Yan Chixia reacted quickly, preventing him from rushing out.
"Big Beard!"
"Why are you stopping me?"
"If this continues, Mo Chou will marry someone else..."
"Don't stop me!"
"Let me go find Mo Chou!"
Seeing Scholar Cui's excited expression, Yan Chixia couldn't help but shake his head gently.
"Scholar!"
"Now is not the time to be impulsive!"
"We must still be cautious..."
"Here all around, there are Ghost Gods..."
