Chapter 157: Master, the wedding night that year, in fact, I...
He said, taking out a thin bracelet, the chain of brilliance, from the mother of the East China Sea and Zhu Rongshan's enal and crystal string, at first glance is a valuable object.
"You have been studying books and want to ask for squid spar, but it is unfortunate that the stone has been taken by my cousin to refine the sword. I have not prepared any other gifts, bought this water chain, you should wear it properly."
"This... this is too expensive, Qiu Tong is afraid that it can't be collected..."
"Where is there a gift?" ink burned and laughed. "Not to ntion the water and fire chain can also suppress the fire power, but it is only suitable for won to wear, you wear it on the body, often accompanied by Nangong Gongzi, how much can be gentle It’s a practical thing to look at his spiritual flow."
Song Qiutong looked back at the Nangong Temple and got the approval. This was the first ti that he took the chain and politely perford a ceremony. Wen said: "Thank you, Master Mo Zong."
Four people drank tea and sat down for a while.
Chu Xiu Ning cares about the lifelong events of Nangong Temple, so he will pay more attention to these days, whether the details of the wedding ceremony have been arranged properly, and do not temporarily make trouble.
Nangong 驷 驷 把 把 把 把 把 驷 驷 驷 驷 驷 驷 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南The heart. This is not. Yesterday, I found that Qiu Tong’s dress was less than a pearl, and I imdiately found soone to rework.”
When he talked about the wedding ceremony, he always had a little bit of a face on his face.
He looked at Song Qiutong and smiled. "Yu Tong must be very good at the ti."
This sentence fell into the ears of Song Qiutong's forr husband. The ink burned his heart and poured a cup of tea for himself. Of course, he knew that Song Qiutong was a natural and fragrant, and there was a unique style, but what about it?
In the sa year, Xu Yingfeng sacrificed the heavens, and stepped on the first queen of the immortal world. The wedding night was full of phoenix candles, but he never stayed in the new house.
That night, he drank too much, red candlesticks, and the account was stunned. He provoked the bride's red and shy face and stared at it for a while. Before a major ritual of life, people are always prone to flooding the ages, and the feelings of the sea and the sea, even if they are stepping on the immortal, it is no exception.
He suddenly felt so unreal, his eyes seed to penetrate the blush in front of him, falling into the blizzard of years ago.
When he was in the cold wind, when he was in the cold... When he was about to starve and die, he was pity and looked at the rice soup that the man had brought... When he first ca to life, when he was uneasy... When he picked up his toes and went to the moon to break down the sea... When he was kneeling in front of the night, when Liu Teng added...
He had thought about it, and one day he would step on all the celestial beings to respect the world.
"French, what are you thinking?" Her lips whispered, her eyes condensed, and the breath she breathed out was sweet and extravagant, just like his high status today.
He seems to have everything, beauty, status, power...
What is he still unsatisfied with now?
He couldn't think of anything unsatisfied, but he felt very empty. The whole person stood on the peak of the material, and there was only one low-lying face around him, which was ambiguous.
He walked through these charming faces, and they praised him and praised him. They welcod him, and he married him, and they had the sa face.
He heard soone calling him in a fascinating manner, and his voice was soft and tender like a peony flower: "The husband... the husband..."
He felt sick and felt disgusted. He wanted to get out of this tide of fans, but this sweet voice wrapped around him like sugar.
He violently pushed Song Qiutong away, the charming bride was rude, and fell on the red-and-red room of the scarlet cave. The gold and silver spots were shaking, the swaying, the illusion of jewels, and the burning of everything It is so distorted, so unreal, the golden light is like a wildfire, and the red candle is like blood and tears.
He feels disgusting... but he doesn't know who is disgusting, Song Qiutong? Or beco such a self.
He took the door and went.
In the last life, few people in the world knew that on the day of the wedding of the Queen, the Queen Song Qiutong was left out of the cold, and the ink burned a golden red Huashang, pushing the threshold of the red lotus.
He walked in. After a while, the candlelight of the otter went out, and Song Qiutong’s newlywed husband stayed there for a whole night.
Until the twilight of the second day, Xue ng slamd the dying of life and death, and the ink burned the door openly, tidying up the scattered dress, with a look of obscene laness, and walked to the front hall.
What happened to the night in the red lotus water, but it was completely unknown to outsiders.
Say goodbye to the Nangong 驷 two people, Chu night Ning and Mo Yan together return to the other courtyard.
Chu night Ning suddenly did not salty and asked: "Nan Gong said that Song Qiutong looks good, what do you want to do in a daze?"
Ink burning said: "I am thinking about her wearing a wedding dress."
Chu nightning still suddenly gave birth to a burst of jealousy. He shook his sleeves and looked very cold: "I don't think about it, other people's fiancee, what can you rember."
The ink burned: "Who said that I missed her, I was thinking about her wearing a wedding dress, that's it. It's not as good as the teacher."
"........."
This is a anger to vent, but I can't help but be stunned by the little wolf dog.
Chu’s face was white for a while, and he couldn’t say a decent word for a long ti. Finally, he waved his sleeves and said: “The ridiculous thing of the ghost ceremonies is not to be ntioned in the future.”
The ink sighs in my heart, I don’t want to ntion it, you have to ask , I don’t want to lie to you, praise you, and be murdered by you.
But being fierce by you, I feel very sweet.
I think that I have lost you, I just feel that you have been scolding for a lifeti, and you are like being soaked in a sugar jar.
What to do, I can't do it without craving you.
The days have passed very quickly, and one day, the day of the big marriage of Nangong is coming.
The Confucianist Gate has been filled with guests from all corners of the country, whether it is the head of the big door, or the scattered rivers and lakes, or even so wealthy rchants who have no spiritual power, all of which are not coming in advance, are salty on this day. Before the main city, for a ti, Huagai Ruyun, the horses and horses weaving, dressed in costus of n and won, the body of silk and the erald of the anti-light of the Confucianism Street is like a galaxy inversion, the stars flow.
Xue ng was dragged by his father all the way to say hello to those won of similar age.
"Wang Xianjun, I haven't seen you for a long ti. Fortunately, I will be lucky. Oh, isn't this a small mandala? It's so big, it's so bright and moving, co, Xue ng, co and ask your uncle Wang Bo."
Xue ng reluctantly moved over and opened his mouth: "Wang Dabo is good."
Xue Zhengyi slaps in the back of his head, smiles on his face, but bites his teeth and says: "It is Wang Bobo, not Wang Dabo."
"Ha ha ha, the sa, all the sa, the pride of the sky is really handso, raw like you, old Xue, you are blessed."
One to two, Xue ng was pushed and "Little Man Tuo" went to the garden to hang out, Xiao Mantuo this year, sixteen, it is the twenty-eight Fanghua, the whole person seems a bit cold, and Xue ng shoulder to shoulder for a while, Tao: "The elders push us out together, Xue Gongzi will not understand."
"Ok."
"But I said in front of you, you can take a walk, but Xue Gongzi is so heart-like, I really don't like it. So you don't think about it."
"Oh... um??"
Xue ng was shocked. He stopped and slamd his face, waiting for the little mandala.
The small wildflowers carried the chin, quite arrogant, quite stunned by Xue ng’s face, and said coldly: "I have my own heart, even if you are enamored of ..."
"Are you sick?!" Xue ng froze, "I?" He pointed his finger at himself, his face stunned, "I love you?"
"Why don't you pull away from a deserted path? Isn't it a ghost in your heart?"
"Why don't you say that there is a hole in your mind!"
Xue ng’s tempering temper ca up. He was angry and his eyes glared at the fire. He couldn’t stop repeating: “I like you? I like you? I-”
"You said that I liked what I did so many tis? You are a disciple!" The little mandola was very staunch, one foot, one looking up, and a slap in the face of Xue ng.
Xue ng had already stunned in front of his eyes, and he was slap in the face of this pink little hand for no reason, but he was vomiting blood. If it wasn't for Mrs. Wang who had taught him to politely on a weekday, I am afraid that he had already pressed the little mandala to the ground and made it into a trumpet.
At this mont, a man with a pale twilight and a tall nose was coming from afar. When Xiao Mantu saw it, he first squatted, and then in the mont the tears filled with sorrow, and the singer said: "i Gongzi!" went straight to the man.
The man who ca in was i Hanxue. He didn't think that he had gone so a remote path, but he could et other people. He obviously stunned, but he saw Xiao Mantu flying toward him. He raised his hand and fell. An enchantnt, awkwardly put the girl outside. The girl was caught off guard, and the porcelain slamd into the enchantnt of the power of thunder and lightning, and she scread and fell to the ground.
i Hanxue did not intend to help her, looked down at her and frowned. "Girl, you admit the wrong person."
"How can it be wrong? How could it be wrong... That year you promised a golden sachet, and said that I will be unforgettable when I see you. When I am eighteen years old, you co to marry , you... have you forgotten? ?"
i Hanxue: "..............."
"i Gongzi..."
"You really admit the wrong person." i Hanxue did not say more, just shook his head, dropped such a sentence, and walked past the girl with tears.
Xue ng witnessed this scene, only feeling good and good.
Qi is the temperant of the plum and snow, and when I put on my pants, I don’t recognize people. It’s so ruthless. It’s no wonder that I only dare to take the path in this occasion.
It’s good because he didn’t think that the little mandala likes the guy who is i Hanxue. i Hanxue is the sa as his na, and he is flowerless and ruthless. It is said that it is completely two after hooking a woman and hooking a woman. Face, little mandala loves him, it really fell eight years of blood mold.
i Hanxue walked up to him, glaring at the light-colored scorpion, looking at him for a mont.
Xue ng thought, what do you see? Do you guys dare to look at like this? You are famous all over the world. I am famous for shaking Kyushu. I can't lose montum.
Then he proudly looked up and swept i Hanxue with a two-five-like eye-catching tail. When he was completely wrong, he was quite majestic and scread in a humble manner.
"How is your face swollen?"
Unexpectedly, i Han Xue went halfway, and did not leave. The footsteps stopped, standing in front of him, squatting in the distance, faintly watching him.
"Swelling is quite chic."
Xue ng didn't co up in a breath, still couldn't stop the car, and proudly "snapped".
i Hanxue: "........."
"............" Xue ng's face quickly rose red, suddenly turned his head, murderous, "You control ? I walked carelessly!"
"Then you will walk or look at it later." i Hanxue said calmly. "It is not easy to fall into this way."
Then he left, leaving Xue ng to stand in the sa place for a long while, only to anger and jumped to the foot: "i Xuexue! You are the grandson of the dog! You, you give waiting! I am not with you!!"
Affected by a stomach, Xue ng ran out of the garden with red eyes, running too fast, cold and not against a person's chest.
Xue ng was furious and shouted: "What! Don't you walk for a long ti?"
As soon as he looked up, he was a tall and handso man in Tsing Yi. The clothes were embroidered with golden silk embroidered with Du Ruo, and the top of the head was covered with a sapphire crown. The two curtains were long and soft, and they were covered in front of the eyes. He lifted it up. In the middle of the river is the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.
The man pushed Xueng and adjusted his own dress. His mood didn't seem to be good. The slender fingers touched the front folds. Xue ng saw the Xuanwu back armored silver ring on his index finger. For a mont, suddenly shocked: "Jiang Yan?"
The head of the lonely moon night, the world's first richest ginger!
This person is similar to Xue Zhengyi, but his mind is different. Jiang Yan’s appearance is also in his twenties. This person is rich and rich, and his appearance is extrely polite. It is indeed the darling of heaven.
At the Lingshan Conference, Jiang Yu didn't co out of the top ten heads. At that ti, Xue ng still thought about it. He didn't know what the missing guy looked like. Today, when he saw it, it was a hustle and bustle. The eyes stared at the people and looked at them.
Jiang Yan cald his face, but he didn't have a good temper: "The na of the lord of the party is also what you can call? Ridiculous."
When Xue ng heard this, he only felt that the humiliation was more than a hundred tis better than that of i Xuexue. Imdiately he said: "What is it? If you are older, you are not allowed to call your na. You still have to call you a head. Is it sinjun? Nangong Liudu is not as big as you!"
"Good, no rules!" Jiang Yansen said, "Who are you a disciple?"
"Why do you ask to answer? What are you? The group of the lonely moon night listens to your order, I still have to buy your account? I will not tell you! I see you are a -"
"nger!"
Suddenly a soft voice sounded, Xue ng slamd his mouth, staggered Jiang Yan, looking behind him.
Mrs. Wang did not know when she ca over. She probably heard the sneak peek of Xue ng, so her face looked pale and anxious. She quickly stopped: "nger, let’s not say, you co over, Co to A Niang."
Xue ng glanced at Jiang Yan with a sullen look. He walked toward Mrs. Wang and bowed his head down smoothly: "A Niang."
Jiang Yan stood in the sa place for a while, and slowly turned back, narrowing his eyes, and the beautiful eyes of the two Ming Mingsheng flashed with all the malicious light.
He looked at the mother and son next to the powder wall, and he said coldly: "Oh, this is the pride of the sky, Xue Zhengyi's good son, Xue ng?"
Mrs. Wang: "..."
Jiang Yan’s eyelashes shook for a mont, then closed her eyes, and then opened it, the inside was full of ridicule: “It’s a kind of Xue Zhengyi’s kind, it’s really good.”
"You are not allowed to insult !"
"nger!" Mrs. Wang imdiately grabbed him and pulled him behind her, then white-faced and greeted Jiang Yan with a sigh of relief. "The dog is Xue ng, he is used to it, and he still wants to see the **** head."
"Oh, Jiang Zhangn..." Jiang Yan is like a snake. He imrsed the three words in the wet lips and swallowed it for a while, then swallowed it slowly. Then he said, "No problem. He has a half of your sister." Blood, counted up, I can recognize him as a foreigner..."
"Who wants to be a foreigner! Don't look at your ugly face, let's roll it!"
"nger..."
Jiang Yan smiled coldly and stared at Xue ng for a mont. His eyes slowly shifted and fell on Mrs. Wang’s face. Mrs. Wang hanged her throat and said, “Please don’t bother to make another joke. It’s no longer lonely. The disciples of the moon night, and where can I still talk about the generations."
"...good." Jiang Yan nodded and said coldly. "Good, great. Today, I have to see the old man and the son of the old man. It really makes the eyes of Jiang open. I don’t know the place where the pickles are. How to raise people, good white magnolia, can also get a plaster."
"Jiang Yan! You **** again! I am tearing your mouth!"
Xue ng listened to this person in front of his face to insult his mother, when the blood rushed to the top of the head, desperate to go forward, Mrs. Wang Ladu could not hold him, seeing the situation out of control, suddenly heard a loud noise in the sky A sly fireworks exploded and the bells and drums rumbling. The singer of the Confucianism Gate spread a sentence to the seventy-two cities in a flash.
“Hundreds of ho-style banquets will be held in the poetry hall at the ti of the ceremony, and I would like to invite all of you to co and enjoy the light-”
Jiang Yan looked coldly at Xue ng, and turned his sleeves and turned away.
The author has sothing to say: today has a bib
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1st floor [gentle gentle as water]: love can help, grab a sofa
2nd floor [Mrs. is beautiful]: What is that? Literary film?
3rd floor [opening the roof of the elders of Yuheng]: Going upstairs, martial arts action film, a man hit another man, hit the ground, hit the body, push on the wall, kick the legs and beat There are all kinds of fighting postures, strong, and the scene is extrely exciting. I have seen it and I am very educated.
4th floor [no one is more powerful than ]: What? What does it have to do with the red lotus? Is the teacher... cough, is it a collection of Yuheng elders? Then I want a copy! Raise your hand!
5th Floor [This seat is flattening you]: Count it upstairs, you will want to die after reading it.
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