Chapter 684: I Can't Do It

an Zun, then at that time, if Jiang Yun gave an order, asking them to return to his side, it would mean that Jiang Yun would have the help of several powerhouses at the level of Tian Zun!The myriad re...Jiang Yun never expected that his own inner demon would create a marriage illusion for him!

Getting married feels like something that's completely out of reach!

Ginger Yun remembered that when she was very young, her grandfather and the uncles and aunts in Ginger Village had mentioned this word while teasing her.

Since then, from the time I left Mangshan to now, over twenty years have passed. I haven't even thought about marriage.

But now, in this dreamlike world, I'm actually getting married!

For a moment, Jiang Yun stood frozen in place, his mind blank as if all thought had vanished.

"Yue Rou, don't cause trouble for your brother Yun here. Rest assured, your brother Yun won't forget you. And your sister-in-law is also very kind, she will definitely take care of you with your brother Yun!"

A middle-aged beauty walked over, pulling a sullen Ginger Yue away while winking at Ginger Yun and saying, "Little junior brother, hurry up!"

"Second Senior Sister..." Jiang Yun murmured.

"Alright, alright, hurry up, hurry up, the bride is at the door!"

Before Jiang Yun could fully recover, Xuanyuan Xing and Dongfang Bo had already shoved him, rushing towards the entrance of Jiang Village.

Gingercloud arrived at the village mouth as if in a dream.

And at the village entrance, a fiery red sedan had already been parked. The crimson curtains hung down, concealing what was inside.

"Little apprentice, according to the customs of Ginger Village, before the ceremony, a bride's feet are not allowed to touch the ground!"

"Yes, little junior brother, what are you still doing Quickly carry the bride down!"

Orient Bo and Xuan Yuan Heng gently pushed Jiang Yun once again, pushing him directly beside the palanquin.

Jiang Yun hesitated for a moment, then finally gathered his courage, reaching out to lift the curtain. He saw a woman in red robes sitting inside, her head covered by a red veil.

Is this your bride

Who is she

What should I do

Ginger Cloud's mind raced, countless thoughts flashing through him in an instant. He almost forgot he was within a dream.

Even, a sliver of nervousness and apprehension arose in his heart, as if he were truly about to get married.

At that moment, the bride apparently noticed Jiang Yun's arrival. After a moment of hesitation, she cautiously extended one of her jade hands.

And looking at the snow-white palm in front of him, Jiang Yun's mind suddenly exploded.

Although he hadn't seen the bride's face yet, just seeing this hand told him it was Xueqing!

My own bride, it turned out to be Xueqing from the Snow Clan!

From the crowd, a villager from Jiangcun shouted, "Yun Wazi, stop staring at Miss Qing's hands. After the ceremony, you'll have plenty of time to look!"

"Hurry and carry Miss Qing down from the palanquin, the auspicious time is approaching, make haste, and quickly go to the altar!"

"Oooooh!"

Jiang Yun hurriedly nodded and reached out to grasp the white palm.

When their palms touched, both of their bodies trembled slightly.

Holding Xue Qing's hand, Jiang Yun didn't feel the unique coldness of the snow race. Instead, a warm current flowed through his whole body.

Next, Jiang Yun carried Xueqing on his back. Amidst the cheers and blessings of the crowd, he walked, blushing deeply, step by step into the biggest wooden house in Jiang Village.

At this moment, the room is also brightly decorated with lanterns hanging high and packed with people.

Ginger Cloud raised her head, and at the top of the room, three people were seated.

On the left sat one's own grandfather, Jiang Wanli, while on the right sat one's own master, Gu Bulao. And in the middle sat the patriarch of the Xue clan!

The three people were all watching themselves with smiles on their faces, their eyes filled with love and satisfaction.

Under the gaze of three people, Jiang Yun was at a loss, standing there with Xue Qing behind him, not knowing what to do.

At this moment, Dongfang Bo cleared his throat and said, “Hurry up, hurry up! The auspicious time has arrived. Little junior brother, quickly put the bride down and prepare for the ceremony!”

Ginger swiftly placed Xue Qing gently on the ground according to his instructions, and the two stood side by side.

"Bow to heaven and earth!"

"Greetings to the honored elders!"

"May the couple bow!"

In the boisterous clamor of the Eastern banquet hall, Jiang Yun and Xue Qing had completed their wedding ceremony, both drenched in sweat.

"Here comes the bride!"

Hearing this, Ginger Cloud was like receiving a royal pardon. He took Xue Qing's hand and fled this place as if escaping for his life, entering the bridal chamber that had been prepared long ago.

In the bridal chamber, Xueqing sat at the head of the bed, and Jiangyun stood beside her. The two didn't know what to say, only the two red candles standing on the table burned quietly, occasionally emitting a "crackling" sound.

At this moment, Ginger Cloud had completely forgotten that she was in a dream.

Just as Gingercloud was about to speak, a voice from outside interrupted her: "Groom, come out quickly! Everyone's waiting for you to drink!"

With no other choice, Ginger Cloud could only whisper to Xueqing: "I'll be right back!"

"Hmm!" Xueqing's voice was as soft as a mosquito.

Inside the wooden house, lanterns glowed brightly, and there was a lively atmosphere with clinking glasses and continuous laughter and chatter.

Every face was beaming with joy, and they raised their glasses frequently.

Even the grandfather, who rarely smiled even on ordinary days, had his mouth stretched wide open today, with a rosy glow on his face as he allowed everyone to pour wine into his mouth.

As for Ginger Cloud, he became the center of attention. He himself didn't even know how much alcohol he had consumed.

The more he drank, the clearer his mind became, and gradually he realized that he was in a dream.

Looking at everything before him and listening to the sounds of clinking glasses and laughter, a long-lost feeling of ease arose in Ginger Cloud's heart.

Since twenty years ago, the moment he left the Hundred Thousand Mang Mountain, all sorts of things have always surrounded him, and there has been a weight on his heart. He hasn't had a carefree day since.

At this moment, with loved ones, teachers and fellow disciples all gathered here in harmony, isn't this exactly the life and the kind of future I've always desired

"If all this is true, how wonderful it would be!"

Just then, a voice suddenly popped into his mind: “This is an illusion, it's all your demons, everything you see is your unyielding obsession!”

"Make this illusion vanish, let these phantoms disappear. Only by giving up these attachments can you break free from the illusory realm and defeat your inner demons!"

Hearing this sound, Ginger Cloud murmured, "What should I do"

"It's simple, kill them. A fire will consume everything."

They are all just illusions. The real them, still lives in the world. What do you have to be reluctant about, and what can't you do!

Actually, Ginger Cloud knew everything that was said in the voice.

Burning everything before their eyes will have no impact on the true them.

But Jiang Yun couldn't do it!

How could he bear to set fire to everything, burning his grandfather, his master, and all that mattered most to him!

But he was also very clear that if he couldn't do it, his soul would be forever trapped in this illusion, until he died completely.

Especially the physical body in reality, is still sitting on top of the question-answering sect's stone tablet. Soon after, the patrol envoy will arrive.

Once the Boundary Crossing Spell is cast, if one's soul falls into the illusionary realm, then what awaits them will be a fate worse than death.

After a long silence, Jiang Yun shook his head.

"I can't do it!"

"Since you can't do it, I'll do it for you!"

As the sound rang out once more, a figure appeared before Ginger Cloud.

And looking at this self that was exactly like him, but exuding a powerful aura all over, Jiang Yun couldn't help but be slightly stunned and said: "You are...!"

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