C2314 Yang Ling Found a Scapegoat
As expected of a son-in-law. This bizarre encounter was even more impressive than the average main character. He was no longer a main character at the level of a proud son of heaven. He was probably the son of heaven's mandate.
But now that Yang Ling knew about it beforehand, he didn't know what was going on.
Sure enough, Yang Ling felt that the bad luck on his body had become stronger. This was because he had unknowingly broken a huge opportunity for Chen Tian.
It was a pity that the System hadn't leveled up yet. It would be much more comfortable if the data was displayed.
Yang Ling looked at this old Flood Dragon with satisfaction. He chuckled and said: "The second thing, help me take the blame."
"Didn't you say there was only one thing..."
The corner of the old Flood Dragon's mouth twitched, but he definitely did not dare to say anything. The handsome young man in front of him who had a smile on his face was very likely to be the legendary super big boss of the Spiritual Pedestal Tier who could spit himself to death with just a sneeze, so how could he dare to say anything?
"Ding, you have shattered the old Flood Dragon's Origin Wish, which has no second matter. Attribute Point + 80."
Yang Ling said with a faint smile. "Next, all you need to do is..."
After listening to the order, Yang Ling pointed his finger, and a wisp of lightning shot into the old Flood Dragon's body. This was the mark that had been planted on the old Flood Dragon's body, and there was no way for it to resist.
"Do it well. I will let you live."
As he spoke, his body began to disappear from where he stood.
The old Flood Dragon only let out a sigh of relief after Yang Ling disappeared completely. The oppressive feeling just now had made it difficult for him to breathe.
Calming himself down, he walked towards the first floor of the treasury...
A moment later, in the plaza of the Giant Sword Sect.
Yang Ling had already blended into the escort team. Looking at the large group of people who were walking over with drums and gongs, he couldn't help but sigh.
Sure enough, the customs of Human Race were the same everywhere. Even the outer planets were so festive.
Could this habit be passed down from the Heavenly Court?
With this thought in mind, he looked at the betrothal gifts wrapped in red cloth in the main hall.
Even standing so far away, he could still feel the spiritual Qi emitting from it. Yang Ling could clearly sense that they were all high-grade spirit stones.
In addition, there were also many boxes wrapped in red cloth in the wedding procession. This was equivalent to a dowry, and there were also a lot of spirit stones inside!
This was the difference between the customs of Planet Heavenly Yue and Earth. The customs here were to hand in betrothal gifts in one hand and a dowry in the other. The on-site transactions were not on credit, and they were direct and straightforward.
It was similar to the gangs on Earth...
But this custom was also easy to be robbed. It was said that there were many cases of marriage alliances being robbed before.
After all, such a huge sum of money was right in front of them. Anyone would be tempted by it.
After a moment, the escort team arrived at the entrance of the main hall. Both parties stopped.
Between them, a young man wearing a red Daoist robe walked in front of the escort team.
The crowd parted a path, revealing a woman wearing a red Daoist robe and riding a white deer in the middle of the procession.
This was the bride and groom. Not to mention, the bride was pretty, and her cultivation base was the same as the groom's - Innate Stage.
A Innate Stage cultivator becoming a dao companion, this could be considered a heavyweight marriage alliance.
No wonder the betrothal gifts and dowry were so generous.2
The groom walked to the front of the white deer and looked at the beautiful woman who was wearing a red robe and was about to become his Dao Companion. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but reveal a smile.
It was time for the two of them to show their cultivation levels to each other.
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