Bibi Dong, "Liu Erlong, what face do you have left to stay by Xiao Gang's side?"

"Elder, Elder, we've found the Sect Master!"

"The Sect Master seems to be unconscious..."

"Where did you find him?"

"Behind this large rock..."

"Let me take a look... The Sect Master is not in any serious danger; perhaps he was just knocked unconscious by those frenzied soul beasts."

Dazed and confused, Chen Fan heard the familiar voices of several Seven Kill Sect elders, which allowed him to gradually regain his senses and wake up.

However.

The moment he regained consciousness, his first sensation was that his limbs felt weak!

In particular, the soreness radiating from his pelvis made him feel as if it no longer belonged to him.

"Hiss..."

Chen Fan drew a sharp breath, and only with the Third Elder's support was he able to stand up with difficulty.

"Sect Master, are you alright?"

Chen Fan shook his head, feeling lightheaded, and asked in a hoarse voice, "What happened to me..."

"Sect Master, when that beast tide came down just now, you were likely knocked flying and lost consciousness. We searched for a full day and night before we found you."

After a pause, the Third Elder said, "However, regarding your wedding attire, the Grand Sect Master had two spare sets prepared. Shall you go wash up and change into a new set now so we can continue toward the sect?"

Chen Fan felt a splitting headache and truly lacked the heart or energy to dwell on these details; he simply nodded.

"What are you all standing there for? Come over and assist the Sect Master with his bath and clothes!"

Seeing Chen Fan nod, the Third Elder immediately turned back and barked.

Since this was a marriage alliance, Ling Yuan naturally had dowry maids and the like in her retinue.

In his current state, Chen Fan certainly could not bathe himself, and it would be inappropriate for the Third Elder and the others to do so, so the best solution was to let these dowry maids take over.

"Yes!"

The few dowry maids were startled and quickly stepped forward.

Soon.

After a short rest, the wedding procession set off forward once again.

This time, however, they appeared exceptionally vigilant, with even two elders clearing the path ahead.

Somewhere in the forest.

Bibi Dong, who had been hiding, watched the wedding procession depart with an expressionless face. Then, she turned her head to look toward the area of the wooden cabin, murmuring with a sinister, low chuckle, "Liu Erlong..."

"You are filthy from head to toe this time. Let's see what face you have left to remain by Xiaogang's side?"

"Hehehehe..."

"Hiss..."

Yu Xiaogang opened his eyes in a daze, his head throbbing as if his skull had been split open.

He struggled to sit up, clutching his forehead. His throat felt parched and burning, and there was an indescribable, strange taste in his mouth. He couldn't help but sneeze, "What on earth..."

After picking up a pot of water and gulping it down, he finally felt slightly better. He climbed to his feet with difficulty and looked around.

Beside him, Liu Erlong was wearing only a thin, white gauze nightgown. She was curled up on her side, sleeping soundly, her long hair spread messily across the pillow, and her beautiful face clearly showing signs of exhaustion.

However, her sleeping posture was somewhat unrefined, revealing a belly that seemed to have a bit of excess fat.

"This..."

Seeing this scene, Yu Xiaogang's expression froze as he struggled to recall anything.

However.

No matter how hard he tried to remember, he only recalled that he had drunk a little wine last night, and then... then he couldn't remember anything else!

"Erlong?"

Unable to make sense of anything after thinking for a long time, Yu Xiaogang gently pushed Liu Erlong's shoulder, his voice as hoarse as a dry duck, "Erlong, wake up..."