My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

At this time, Master Yijie was not the least bit arrogant or rude. He raised his head with a look of despair on his face, like a child bride who had been humiliated and no longer wanted to live.

A grand funeral, indeed a grand funeral.

"After the ceremony, enter the bridal chamber!" Although he repeatedly reminded himself not to be indecisive, seeing his expression, Lu Wenfu still couldn't bear it. He directly winked at the disciples and sent Shangguan Qingxue and Master Yijie into the bridal chamber.

Then, the banquet began, and the guests went to the back hall to sit down, and the noisy main hall became much quieter.

"No, I have to rescue Master." Ye Wuse clenched his fists and said with determination.

"It's not good, the ancients said, it's better to demolish a temple than destroy a marriage. Such a good marriage between bad people will be hated by others." Tang Junhou said hesitantly.

He was rejected by Luo Enen once, and he was embarrassed in public. He was very taboo about this kind of marriage between bad people.

"Master has been so kind to me, how could I just watch him suffer." Ye Wuse said through gritted teeth, regardless of what he was thinking.

At this time, Tang Junhou had nothing to say. What a great marriage, he could see it clearly just now. Master Yijie's forehead was bruised when he paid homage. If his cultivation had not been restricted and it was difficult to move, he would probably have been hit to death.

Thinking of the bruise on Master Yijie's forehead and the helpless sadness on his face, let alone Tang Junhou, Gu Fenghua and others felt sad.

I remember when I first met Master Yijie, how majestic and heroic he was. Even when faced with a top powerhouse like Changsun Luocang, he still had the energy to penetrate the rainbow and swallow thousands of miles. But now that it fell into Shangguan Qingxue's hands, it was like a mouse falling into a cat's paw, so pitiful, so helpless, and so miserable.

If possible, they would also try their best to save him from dire straits.

However, thinking about Shangguan Qingxue's strength, several people were secretly afraid.

Although she had sacrificed Haochen Lord's divine weapon, Haochen Seal of Heaven, as soon as she took action before, no one could tell what her own strength was, but even Ling Xuanxin, the dignified Lord Ambassador, mentioned her strength and said "Of course she is not as good as us". It is not difficult to see from this careful wording that even if it is not comparable, I am afraid it will not be too far apart.

Not to mention Gu Fenghua, the first-grade emperor saint, and Ye Wuse, Bai Fatty, and Luo Enen, the ninth-grade heavenly saints. Even if you add Ye Yunji, the three saints Moyun, and Fang Yunsong, think about it. It may not be easy to rescue people from her hands.

"Can we really save Master Yijie?" Fatty Bai pondered for a moment and said cautiously.

"Master has been so kind to me. No matter what, I will give it a try." Ye Wuse said resolutely.

Thinking back to how lonely and helpless he was when he first arrived at Wuji Holy Heaven. If it weren't for Master Yijie, how could he have achieved what he is today, and how could he have reunited with Gu Fenghua and others.

Even though he knew that there was little hope of rescuing Master Yijie from the fire pit, he still had to try with all his strength, otherwise he would never be able to forgive himself in this life.

"Okay, then let's give it a try. Even if we fail, I think Senior Shangguan will not embarrass us too much because of your sincerity." Seeing that Ye Wuse had made up his mind, Gu Fenghua stopped trying to persuade him. He did.

They were willing to sacrifice their lives for each other, so how could they stand by and watch Ye Wuse take risks alone?