After I Picked Up the Immortal Bottle

Looking at the wedding invitation on the desktop, Li Zhe frowned slightly. This wedding invitation is not much different from the mortal wedding invitation. The cover has a red background and the word “big wedding invitation” is on it.

Immediately, Li Zhe raised his hand, took the wedding invitation in his hand, and pulled out the letter in it.

"Tomorrow, my son Huo Fang will marry the Saintess Chanjuan from Dongzhou Chilian. On the day of the wedding, I hope you all..."

With just a glance, Li Zhe directly saw the most critical part of this letter.

"Get married?!"

Li Zhe narrowed his eyes and muttered in a low voice.

Hearing this, Song Huan on the side was taken aback, and then he said softly, "There must be something strange in this. Huo Fang is the young master of the Holy Fire tribe. It is impossible for his wedding to be so hasty. It is said that it is at least one month in advance. Send out wedding invitations."

Listening to Song Huan's explanation, Li Zhe took a deep breath and nodded.

Fortunately, he still has a relationship like Song Huan. There are so many small tribes such as the Qinglong tribe in the Western Regions. Naturally, it is impossible for the wedding invitations of the young masters of these large tribes to be delivered to them.

If Song Huan were not there, I'm afraid Li Zhe wouldn't know until Chanjuan got married!

Immediately, he took a deep breath, and then said to Song Huan: "Where is the address of the Holy Fire tribe?"

"Um... If you want to go, I can take you there."

Song Huan was taken aback and said to Li Zhe suspiciously.

Li Zhe shook his head slightly, and said calmly: "If I go, I'm afraid I will do something that will involve your tribe, not good."

Although Li Zhe was angry at the moment, he was still sensible. Knowing that the other party had helped him, it was naturally impossible to harm him.

Listening to Li Zhe's words, Song Huan's heart was also slightly moved.

It should be understood that in the Western Regions, everyone puts their own tribal interests first, and the interests of outsiders can basically be sacrificed.

Seeing that Li Zhe treats himself this way, he will naturally feel this way.

Of course, all of this is based on the premise that he believes that Li Zhe's strength is much higher than his own. Otherwise, a person whose strength is lower than his own, no amount of respect, obviously will not attract his attention.

"In fact, it doesn't matter. When you go, except for the leader who needs to verify the invitation, the rest do not need any inspection. You can change your face and follow up. After you go in, you can change back to your appearance. "

Song Huan took a breath and said softly to Li Zhe.

Hearing this, Li Zhe nodded slightly, and then said softly: "Okay, then thank you for this matter, and you should go back first. The wedding time is tomorrow, and I will be waiting outside your clan tomorrow morning. ."

Listening to Li Zhe's words, Song Huan also nodded and bowed to Li Zhe with a fist. This was when he turned around and left.

While Li Zhe sat in the room with his fists clenched, his eyes gloomy.

Although he and Chan Juan didn't act too intimately, the recent wedding was almost just the moment he heard it. An unnamed anger surged in Li Zhe's heart.

At the same time, he also understood what kind of feelings he felt about Chanjuan.

"Lord, what happened?"

Long Hui walked into the room and saw Li Zhe's gloomy face. He was obviously taken aback.

Looking at Long Hui, Li Zhe took a deep breath, waved his hand, and said calmly: "Nothing, I will leave tomorrow."

"Ah? Tomorrow... Then, after the Lord leaves, everything will come true!"

Long Hui was taken aback, and then he said respectfully.

From Li Zhe’s face, he could already see that Li Zhe was in a bad mood. Since Li Zhe didn’t want to say it, he naturally didn’t mention it much. He just bowed to Li Zhe before turning around. Left.

Li Zhe would not believe that Chanjuan would marry like this willingly, and the Chilian Sect's rules would not allow her to marry a saint. Therefore, this matter must be strange.

Li Zhe took a deep breath, and while his figure flickered, he had already reached the edge of the cliff of Longyu Mountain.

Blowing the icy wind on the edge of the cliff, Li Zhe slowly closed his eyes and tried his best to suppress the spiritual power in his body.

That group of spiritual power is also Li Zhe's biggest trump card for the Holy Fire tribe tomorrow.

As time passed slowly, Li Zhe, who was sitting on the edge of the cliff, slowly opened his eyes and looked at the distant mountains.

Behind the distant mountains, a red sun was slowly rising. Today is Chan Juan's wedding day!

Li Zhe took a deep breath, and his whole body was surging with spiritual power, and in an instant it turned into a stream of light and moved quickly toward the Golden Eagle tribe.

When Li Zhe arrived at the Golden Eagle tribe, Song Huan was already leading the tribe who was going to go together, waiting on the top of the mountain.

"Let's change into this dress. After you go in, if you have to do other things, then change your clothes."

Song Huan raised his hand and handed Li Zhe a piece of clothing. It was the clothing of the Golden Eagle tribe.

Li Zhe took a breath, reached out his hand to take the clothes, and murmured his thanks.

At the same time, among the Holy Fire tribe.

The entire holy fire tribe is now full of lights, all members of the holy fire tribe are now wearing fiery red clan uniforms, the fire party wanders around, and the face of yesterday’s hesitation is gone, and some are only unique to the day of celebration. Smile.

At this moment, in the room of the Holy Fire tribe and the Fire Spirit, Chan Juan was sitting in it, and several female members of the Holy Fire tribe had put her in the same red clothing.

Chanjuan opened her eyes and stretched out her hands, dressing herself in line with these people.

It's just that if you take a closer look, you can see that in Chan Juan's beautiful eyes, there is not even a trace of expression!

At this moment, Chan Juan's soul was firmly locked in her own sea of ​​consciousness, unable to move.

But the divine consciousness of the fire spirit filled her sea of ​​knowledge, and all of Chan Juan's actions were now completed under the control of the fire spirit.

"Don't be so anxious. After I get married today, I will quit your sea of ​​consciousness and give you a body of freedom."

Huo Ling's voice resounded in Chanjuan's mind, and said to her divine soul that was constantly impacting the imprisonment.

Outside, Chan Juan was giving her hand combing her hair a slight pause, her long hair pouring down like a waterfall.

Immediately afterwards, Chan Juan resumed that mechanical movement again and combed her hair silently.

Time passed slowly, and in a blink of an eye, it was noon.

Because the wedding was held in a very tight time, the tribes that were too far away were not notified, basically just some medium-sized tribes around the Holy Fire tribe.

As for the giant tribes and spirits tribes and other large tribes, although they all received wedding invitations, they basically just abandon them.

The spirit immortal tribe has no thoughts at all because the spirit pills in the current clan have been looted and the essence and blood have been robbed.

However, the giant tribe is dedicated to looking for an array mage who can repair the formation for itself, and has no interest in participating in the affairs of other tribes.

At this moment, Li Zhe had arrived at the crater where the Holy Fire tribe was with everyone from the Golden Eagle tribe.

The magma in this volcano is now under the formation of the holy fire tribe, and an opening has been opened for the tribes who come to congratulate.

Outside the crater, there are people from several holy fire tribes outside, verifying the wedding invitation.

At this time, Song Huan was already leading the clansmen, walked to these people, and handed out the wedding invitation.

"Welcome to the Golden Eagle tribe, the young master is getting married today, I hope you all have fun!"

After this person verified the wedding invitation, he said with a chuckle.

Hearing this, Song Huan raised his hand, and put a storage bag directly into the other's hand. He whispered: "Just a small gift, congratulations to the young master of the noble tribe!"

Hearing this, the man laughed and said a few polite words, and then he took the storage bag directly.

Standing behind, Li Zhe, who had already changed his face, listened to these words, only to feel that a wave of nameless anger was constantly impacting his mind.

However, Li Zhe was still very restrained, and directly followed Song Huan and flew towards the crater.

"and many more!"

It was the moment Li Zhe passed the tribe, and the tribe directly yelled at Li Zhe.

Li Zhe's heart tightened, and his spiritual power was quietly working.

"When you enter the clan today, you remember that there is a one-time gift of spiritual fire in the clan. When you leave, remember to receive it."

This tribe said to Li Zhe and others with a smile.

Hearing this, Li Zhe's quietly operating spiritual power instantly retracted, nodded with a faint smile, and replied: "Yes."

Seeing this scene, the rest of the Golden Eagle tribe also put away their spiritual power, and nodded with a smile.

After all, Li Zheke is still following each other now, and if this is discovered, they will have to fight together.

Seeing nothing else, Song Huan led the tribe into the crater.

The entire building of the Holy Fire tribe is dense on both sides, but in the center, a huge square is vacated.

On weekdays, this square is the venue for the completion of tribal sacrificial events. Now the entire square is covered with a red carpet.

Above the carpet, there are a lot of decorations such as tables and chairs, and in front of this square is a high platform.

Without thinking about this high platform, you can know that it is used for things like husband and wife worship later.

Because of Li Zhe's reasons, the Golden Eagle tribe was considered the first group of people to arrive, so Song Huan directly found a front position and sat down.

It was only after sitting down that he was surprised to find that Li Zhe's figure, I don't know when, had already disappeared!

The people of the tribes are also average, and they are looking around at this time.

Song Huan coughed lightly, and then used the divine sense to transmit sound to tell his tribe: "Remember, my Golden Eagle tribe has five people here today. Anyone who asks will say so!"

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