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Chapter 252: The Immortal Venerable: What if Fang Xiu can't get the ratings?(1/2)

"The auspicious time has come, the bride gets off the sedan chair!"

When three clear moons rose into the night sky of G36, the clouds and fog covering Channel 1 suddenly dispersed.

On Tianxuan Peak, there were lanterns and colorful decorations, full of joy and excitement.

The crowds of people welcoming the bride gathered in groups, laughing and playing, rising from the courtyard of the Dao Sect master, surrounded by the groom on horseback and the big red sedan chair, and marched toward the new house on the other side of the mountain.

"ah?"

"hold head high!"

"Damn it, what's going on!"

At midnight, in the stillness of the night, it is a suitable time for the vast number of immortal cultivators to devote themselves to cultivation. The reincarnated immortals who played the leading roles closed the show and took a rest. Most of the more than 60 billion viewers who were unable to practice fell asleep.

Therefore, the number of viewers staying on the main channel No. 1 is not very large, only tens of millions, and most of them are still hanging up.

When the sudden scene on Tianxuan Peak was shown on the screen, not many people watched it, but the response was unexpectedly huge.

marry?

Who to marry!

Fang Xiu and Ling'er?

No matter who it is, it's worth paying attention to.

After all, Fang Xiu’s channel is the only one in the entire G36 that is not acting!

"Yun, Yunyao is the groom!"

"Nima, who can tell me what's going on?"

The online viewers were extremely surprised and immediately adjusted their viewing angles and zoomed in on the area.

When they saw the figure riding on the tall exotic horse with big red flowers hanging on it, they all wiped their eyes for fear that they had seen it wrong.

Is the groom actually Yunyao?

Isn’t she a woman?

So who is the bride?

In just a few days, what happened on Tianxuan Peak!

The online audience instantly became a mass audience, all staring at the screen, excited.

"The auspicious time has come, the bride is getting off the sedan chair!"

As the bride-welcoming team walked to the bridal chamber, a loud shout rang out, and eight bearers stopped the sedan to unload the sedan door. Immediately, they saw a young girl coming to welcome the bride out of the sedan.

Audiences with sharp eyes can tell at a glance that the girl is Bai Ling'er.

Ling'er walked up to the sedan, reached into the sedan, and slightly pulled the bride's sleeves three times. Soon, a graceful jade foot wearing petite red embroidered shoes stepped out of the sedan.

"I quite respect the traditional folk customs. I have studied ancient books. The role played by Bai Ling'er is called the sedan chair lady, who is used to marry the bride out of the sedan chair!"

"I remember, shouldn't the girl who came out of the sedan chair be a five or six-year-old girl?"

"How can there be such young actors in the show team?"

The audience was talking a lot and was very interested.

In the picture, the mysterious bride comes out of the sedan door, first steps over the vermilion paint "saddle", steps on the red carpet, and is helped into the hospital by Xi Niang, where the groom Yunyao has already been waiting.

Immediately, another person came out and shouted softly: "Everyone who goes to the temple to see the ceremony or plays music will kneel down!"

"Meng, Meng Xianzun!"

"I wonder, why is she involved in this?"

"So is this an act or is it real?"

The online audience was all blown away.

It was surprising enough that Daozong showed up at the wedding.

It is even more incredible that the groom is a woman.

Now the reincarnated Immortal Lord has become a wedding ceremony host?

"First bow to heaven and earth, second bow to high hall, husband and wife bow to each other, after the ceremony, enter the bridal chamber!"

On the live broadcast screen, the plot continued, with the newlyweds drinking from Meng Xianzun and proceeding meticulously.

Kneeling three times, kowtowing nine times, and bowing six times, not a single etiquette is missing.

"Enter the bridal chamber, enter the bridal chamber!"

The Dao Sect disciples who were watching were shouting excitedly, their faces glowing red, as if they were the ones getting married tonight.

"This time, it's really social death!"

Two female disciples from the inner sect of the Taoist sect were holding dragon and phoenix candles to guide them. Yunyao's little face was tense, she was holding on to the colorful ball ribbon, and with a numb expression on her face, she led Master Rouyu into the bridal chamber under the gaze of everyone.

"Okay, let's get over and have a drink. There's nothing to eavesdrop on!"

Meng Qingyun waved her hand impatiently at the Dao Sect disciples who were looking around.

It’s not like a man and a woman are really getting married. Even if they lean against the wall, what exciting sounds can they really hear?

Nothing to be curious about.

I’ve never watched the Little Days reality show!

"Sister Zhuzhu, I really have no shame in appearing in front of the camera anymore!"

As soon as she entered the bridal chamber, Yunyao sat on the bed dejectedly, as if she was just acting.

But now everyone knows that there are more than a dozen channels for reality shows, and only Fang Xiu’s channel is not for acting!

"It's better than dying!"

Master Rouyu also sighed. She took off her hijab and sat next to Yunyao. She seemed to have lost all her energy. She felt helpless and wanted to laugh and cry at the same time.

After living for thirty years, I got married for the first time, and I married a girl!

"We can go down the mountain tomorrow!" Yun Yao asked timidly.

"Don't think about it, there's no way Fang Xiu will let us go down the mountain!"

Master Rouyu smiled bitterly and sighed: "When I was putting on makeup just now, I heard from a female disciple of the inner sect of Dao Sect that Fang Xiu wanted to arrange for me to serve beside Meng Xianzun!"

"So not only can we not go down the mountain, we have to continue pretending to be husband and wife on the mountain!"

Yunyao was stunned, tears streaming down her face.

"Resign yourself to your fate. What can we do even if we go down the mountain? Those thirty-five disciples died because of us. How will we face their relatives when we go back?" Master Rouyu said with tears.

The two women looked at each other and couldn't help but hug their heads and cry.

I didn’t dare to cry too loudly.

Her voice was choked and she was sobbing softly.

"So, it's really a wedding?"

"Probably not. Anyway, I can see that Yun Yao's expression is full of resistance, as if she has no choice but to do it!"

"I don't care if we are really married or not, I am just curious about who the bride is?"

"It can't be Fang Xiu, hahaha, I looked around and didn't see him!"

"Zhuzhu is not here either, why don't you think about it?"

"Impossible, if I were Fang Xiu, how could I give away such a beauty? Unless he knew that Yun Yao was a woman!"

"No, no, no, if I knew Yunyao was a woman, why wouldn't I take her in as well?"

"No, don't you think..."

"It's so evil upstairs, I can't understand it at all!"

In the live broadcast room, the audience was talking enthusiastically.

At this time, the clouds and mist near Tianxuan Peak closed again, and all the images and sounds disappeared.

"Married? Who is with whom!"

"I just went to practice the exercises for a while, but I missed it?"

"Damn it, I shouldn't have quit Fang Xiu's channel!"

"I still have the foresight. No matter which channel I watch, I will reserve a small screen for Fang Xiu!"

The wedding on Tianxuan Peak ended quietly in less than half an hour. When hundreds of millions of viewers poured into the live broadcast room, all they saw was a vast expanse of white.

Although there is a replay on the official website, it is completely incomparable to the live broadcast.

Countless viewers regretted it endlessly and secretly decided that no matter what in the future, they would play both games.



"Is it all over?"
To be continued...
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