General Martial Artist: I Am A Very Bad Person, Let's Start With The Teacher!

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Invite the newlyweds to take their seats..."

With the master of ceremonies shouting, Yue Lingshan, who was wearing a red wedding dress, accompanied by two maids, slowly came to the center of the main hall.

Around the hall sat representatives from various sects.

Lin Pingzhi, who was wearing a cyan satin groom's dress, greeted people from many sects with a smile.

"Worship

heaven and earth..."Lin Pingzhi and Yue Lingshan bowed to heaven and earth in the direction of the main entrance of the main hall.

"Second worship high hall..."

Turning around, the two saluted Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze.

"Shan'er, from today on, you will be married to a wife, and in the future, you must follow the way of women and assist Ping'er well.

Ning Zhong spoke.

Yue Buqun looked at Lin Pingzhi with a smile, as if he wanted to see a flower on his face.

Docking Yue Buqun's eyes, Lin Pingzhi's heart suddenly shuddered, because he faintly found that there was a trace of killing intent flashing in Yue Buqun's eyes.

It's not good, this old thief wants to kill me

, but as a first-class martial artist in the late realm, Lin Pingzhi can't compete with Yue Buqun, the acquired grandmaster, he can only pretend to laugh.

"Husband and wife worship each other..."

The master of ceremonies' shout came again, Lin Pingzhi quickly turned around and bowed to Yue Lingshan.

At this time, in his heart, he was already thinking about the way back, and it seemed that this Huashan couldn't stay...

"The three bows have passed, the ceremony is completed, and the newcomer offers tea!"

One left and one right, two maids brought tea, one to Yue Lingshan and one to Lin Pingzhi.

"Father, please have tea!" Yue

Buqun nodded and said something about the scene.

"Shan'er, you have grown up, and entrusting you to Ping'er for your father can be regarded as a happy marriage!"

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Lin Pingzhi again.

"Ping'er, Shan'er has entrusted it to you, you need to treat her well. "

Yes, father-in-law. Mother-in-law, please drink tea!" Lin

Pingzhi respectfully handed the teacup to Ning Zhongze.

"Ping'er, you must be good to Shan'er in the future!" It's

just that at this time, Ning Zhong also has bitterness in his heart, and it seems that the things that instructed Lin Pingzhi to practice before can only rot in his stomach.

In the future, Lin Pingzhi will be his son-in-law, but what is the matter with learning martial arts from him? In

short, several people have their own ideas, and Lin Pingzhi has already decided that tonight, he has to run away, and he must run away.

Because in Yue Buqun's eyes, he had already felt the killing intent more than once.

"The newcomer enters the cave room..."

Yue Lingshan was brought into the house, and she was covered with a red headscarf, sitting quietly on the bed, waiting for Lin Pingzhi to come and lift the red hijab.

However, Lin Pingzhi still had to greet the guests seated, so he couldn't leave for a while.

After seeing Yao Mingzhu, the wife of the Sword Sect Master, Lin Pingzhi hurriedly walked over with a wine glass.

"Uncle Yao, I toast you..."

Today, Yao Mingzhu deliberately dressed up and wore a low-necked cyan lotus skirt on her upper body.

The snow-white skin on the neck was exposed, and the two huge rabbits were about to pop out.

The lower body is wearing a short pleated skirt and a pair of black stockings on the legs, but this skirt is too short, which sets off the convex and backward figure, and it can be seen at a glance.

Lin Pingzhi couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, he couldn't imagine that this Yao Mingzhu was so open.

Yao Mingzhu picked up the wine glass and said

to Lin Pingzhi: "Senior nephew Lin, congratulations to you today..."

After seeing Lin Pingzhi's extremely handsome face, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart, this person was even more handsome than her husband when he was young.

Probably sensing Lin Pingzhi's eyes, Yao Mingzhu clamped his legs reservedly and sat on the chair.