"Alright! Everyone light the torches!"
"The clouds protect the newlyweds, shielding the evil moon!...
"The Black Wolf escorts the sun, awaiting the rise of the new day!..."
The crowd gradually stood up, murmuring blessings, and in their hands, they lit prepared torches. Soon, the points of light surrounded Xiulote. Then, the torches split into a path, and a dignified elderly woman walked in, carrying a stunningly beautiful delicate girl to Xiulote's side.
"Alisa!..."
Xiulote's eyes widened, focusing intently as his heart raced. Alisa was dressed in a pure white cotton robe, her dark hair tied up, her crystal-clear jade feet bare, lying on the back of the wedding envoy. Her white robe first tightened slightly, outlining her slender waist, then loosened a bit, revealing her snowy pink long legs.
"Xiulote..."
Upon hearing her lover's call, Alisa slightly raised her head, boldly taking a look at Xiulote, and softly responded.
