The fog was torn apart by a golden thread, and Gusu City woke up from the haze, and people started working for another day. The merchants opened the store door, the vendors set up stalls, and people gradually appeared on the streets and alleys, and more and more were available as time went by.

But some people who are interested find that today's Gusu City seems to be more restless than before. At some point, a roar of gongs and drums came from a distance.

As his eyes moved, a seemingly endless wedding brigade team appeared from the stone arch bridge on the river. Whether it was the outfit, number, and specifications, they were far better than ordinary people.

The boy sitting on the horse was even more glorious and full of heroic posture. His well-cut big red robe undoubtedly showed his strong and strong body, with a smile on the corner of his mouth and a distant look. He was no ordinary person at first glance.

"I am the newly promoted marching recorder, Lord Zhuo."

"It's really him! I heard that he is only twenty-one years old this year, but he is highly valued by the emperor. He is young and promising, and is famous all over the world. I don't know which family's parents gave birth to such a Qilin child."

"The eldest lady in the Wu Mansion is a rare beauty in the world. Only such young people can be worthy of it."

Passers-by stopped and watched, until the team left, and they were still talking nonstop.

The restaurants and inns on both sides were already full of warriors. At this time, they poked their heads out, looked at Zhuo Mufeng, and sighed inwardly that the other party had probably achieved the ultimate goal of a gangster. Although they had mixed praises and criticisms, if they could choose, who wouldn't want to be like him?

"It's just a court hawk!"

"Sanjiang League claims to be the right path in the world. Hehe, it seems that it is just a fame. This time I found a good backer, so I hurriedly married my daughter."

There are inevitably some depressed and unsuccessful young people who mock and curse, but unfortunately their words are overwhelmed by drums and drums. I don’t know if the sound is too small.

The distance from Nuanyang Mountain to Wu Mansion is not short, and Zhuo Mufeng and his party are not fast, so it took a full hour to successfully arrive at the streets and alleys where Wu Mansion is located.

A long red carpet spread from the end of the streets and alleys to the gate of the Wu Mansion, and then extended to the inside. Both sides were filled with guards wearing red-belly joy. At this time, they took off their swords and stood upright, smiling at Zhuo Mufeng who was coming.

But what shocked Zhuo Mufeng and his bride-welcoming team members was that on the red carpet, there were long crisscrossing swords arranged in a 8-shaped shape, one foot away from each other, and were also laid outside the gate. The cold light shone in the sun, which made this happy day feel a little more solemn.

What is this going on? Several women were also stunned. Look at me, look at you, there is no such step in the process.

Zhuo Mufeng got off the horse and asked the guard closest to him, "Brother, what's the point?"

The guard called out to his elder sister-in-law affectionately and then said, "This is the lady's order. If the elder sister-in-law wants to take the eldest lady back, she must take off her shoes in public and walk past these two hundred knives, which means a sword-treading mountain."

Several women were not from the world. They were frightened on the spot and thought that the beautiful wife of the leader was really cruel and willing to do such a thing to her son-in-law. They couldn't help but look at Zhuo Mufeng, really afraid that the new son-in-law would be so angry that he shook his head and left.

As for the bride-taking team members, they laughed silently. For the masters in the martial arts world, this test is nothing.

Unexpectedly, the guard said again, "Mrs. I have also given me instructions. My son-in-law must not use internal strength, and must resist with my body. Otherwise, we will not be able to stop you, but today is the most important day for the eldest lady, and it depends on whether my son-in-law is sincere."

"this……"

The team members were stunned and felt that the wife was having too much fun. As soon as this sentence was said, it was equivalent to forcing the son-in-law to the dead. If the son-in-law agreed, he would definitely be full of blood. If he did not agree, he would undoubtedly not give face to the Wu Mansion and the eldest lady, and it would be incorrect to choose no matter how he chose.

The key is that everyone has arrived at the door, and suddenly this happens, and they may not be happy if they are.

For a moment, everyone looked at Zhuo Mufeng in front of him with concern.

Unexpectedly, Zhuo Mufeng was stunned for a moment, then took off his shoes readily, then raised his front and back hem, and stepped on the blade with his left foot without fear.

"Son-in-law can't do it..." A woman screamed in anxiety. It was unlucky to shed blood on the day of joy. But what surprised her and the girls beside her was that Zhuo Mufeng's fair and slender feet were stepping on the cold blade, and his skin was not cut.

Without allowing them to react, Zhuo Mufeng also stepped on his right foot, and his entire body weighed on the two blades, and he became steady. Then he stepped on his left foot towards the blade on the left side of the second row.

Everyone behind him was surprised to find that Zhuo Mufeng's left foot was not injured except for a white dent on his feet. As usual, his feet quickly landed on the second row of blades, followed by the third row, the fourth row, and the fifth row...

The woman behind her kept calling her son-in-law to be careful, and she tightened her squeezing her pals nervously. However, all the Wu Mansion warriors in the wedding party breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the son-in-law was fortunate that they were smart enough. They were really afraid that the son-in-law would leave in anger, so the fun would be great.

Zhuo Mufeng's movements were very fast. In a short while, he successfully stepped over two hundred blades and stepped on the red carpet barefoot. There was a burst of cheers behind him, which sounded.

In many attics in the Witch Mansion, the heads and elders of major top forces, and even disciples who came to watch the ceremony were also looking at Zhuo Mufeng outside the gate.

The leader of the Spring and Autumn League Ding Yang laughed and said, "That Mrs. Wu has many ideas. If she wants to marry her daughter, she will probably be killed by her."

The elders behind them also shook their heads and laughed.

The scene just now looked scary, but those who are proficient in martial arts know that there are many textures in human hands and feet. Just let the texture of your feet follow the blade and control the force to avoid being injured by the blade. With Zhuo Mufeng's skills, he may be able to pass by even if he closes his eyes.

From this we can see that Miao Qingcheng is definitely not a brainless woman, she is very thoughtful.

Zihua City also sent someone here this time. After all, the conflict between the two sides has not been made public, so you have to be able to live up to your face.

The city lord Wu Sijie pondered without saying a word. Instead, the elder Ma Bo, who was beside him, looked at the long swords all over the ground and sneered, "What's the matter? If you want to come, come true. Or just let your daughter and others directly have a bridal chamber. Is it interesting to have so many colorful forms? It's true that she is a woman with long hair!"

The other elders of Zihua City, including Zuo Shaojun, Ke Junxia and other young disciples, were all thundered by this sentence, and I don’t know how to speak.

Zhuo Mufeng, who was outside the gate, was also shook his head secretly. He was about to step in, but unexpectedly, another guard stopped him. He was stunned and had to ask, "What do you want?"

The two guards looked at each other and smiled bitterly. This expression fell into Zhuo Mufeng's eyes, causing him to stumble and give him a vague premonition.

"Congratulations to my son-in-law for successfully passing the first level, next is the second level, called Shanghuohai, and carry things up."

The guard on the left looked out of his face. With a wave of his hand, several men immediately carried a box of things, pulled out the red carpet laid between the steps and the door, and poured out the things in the box.

When you see what it is, not to mention the women and wedding team members behind you who ran from both sides of the red carpet and the wedding team members, even Zhuo Mufeng's expression was stagnant.

In the attic, Ma Bo, who was laughing at Miao Qingcheng for not daring to move seriously, also had a big mouth and stared at the bronze bell with eyes, looking in disbelief.

Wu Sijie's pupils shrank, and his hands that picked up the teacup paused, and Yu Zu's breathing was slightly stagnant.

In the attic where the Twelve Smoky Rain Tower is located, Baili Yan covered her mouth and shouted, "No? Senior sister, does that Mrs. Wu really want to marry her daughter?"

As cold as Ling Luoyang, he had no idea how to answer this question.

The nominal poster Zhu Kejing looked at the other elders, who were also looking at her, and immediately paid attention to the development of the incident outside the door.

The major top forces originally just regarded today's bride reception as entertainment, but at this time, they were all shocked by Miao Qingcheng's methods.

But I saw that the boxes were filled with red-hot charcoal, several large boxes, densely spreading on the way from the steps to the gate. The charcoal had definitely burned for a long time. At first glance, it looked like a reduced volcanic magma, with a high temperature, and even the air above was twisting.

The guard on the left gritted his teeth and said, "Son-in-law, the lady has given the order. This level is the same as the previous level. You must not use internal strength. You can only carry it over with your body. And you cannot run, but you must walk over it step by step."

hiss!

Behind him, and on many attics in the witch mansion, there were heavy sniffling sounds at the same time.

This level is no better than the sword-treading mountain just now. It can be trampled by skills. Such a high-temperature flame is not used to use internal force, even if a peerless master comes, he will still be burned.

It was not enough to speed up and rush over, but Miao Qingcheng had expected that it would actually propose to walk slowly. Judging from the distance, after this trip, your feet wouldn't be ruined, right?

For a moment, the door was so silent that the needle could be heard.

Not to mention the angrily faced by the warriors of the Mozhu Gang in the bride-received team, even the witch mansion guards on both sides felt very embarrassed and almost dared not look at Zhuo Mufeng's face.

In the attic where the Tao family is located, Tao Baibai, the head of the Tao family, still had a fat face, showing a gloating smile. "Even Wu Guanting was suppressed by that woman, haha, who is not good for Kuanglong to marry, I have to marry that woman's precious daughter. I'm having fun now."

The elders of the Tao family showed a deep expression of agreement. I'm good-for-me-for-nothing, I've just taken the bride and created such a situation. What if I really become a son-in-law in the future?

After all, the adopted son recognized him, but his son-in-law was a real relative. Kuanglong had a wise life, so why did he provoke Wu Yuanyuan? It was a typical case of asking for trouble!

A quiet young man in blue clothes stood beside him, which was Tao Yin.
Chapter completed!