Vol 4 Chapter 219: Section first 219

Because the protagonist is dead, a bunch of people are crying, and the recent plot is therefore suppressed. This kind of emotionally lingering text is the hardest to write - for me, sometimes I can't find a thousand words in two or three hours. But it can't be written too rough, and it's quite tired. It’s not good to eat this kind of plum. Against these three chapters, the new world world has emerged, and it is difficult to suppress it later.
After the late autumn, the winter is coming.
The forced tearing of the five-year peace treaty between the Tianlong Kingdom and the Dafeng Kingdom finally caused the wars in the two countries to erupt...but the so-called war did not have the tragic life of your life and death. It was only two small confrontations on the border, and the nature was more like It is a temptation.
Today, it is the 20th birthday of Yan Mengmeng, and it is also the date of her marriage.
It is not a trivial matter for the Northern Emperor. There are three sons in the Northern Emperor's sect. The Yan Xiyu is long, the second is Yan Xishan, and the less is Yan Xihe. The three of them have their own things to do, and they rarely gather together on weekdays. Today, the surnamed people gathered in the water, and they sent joy. The Northern Emperor Sect has been inherited for countless years, and he will not know the importance of "harmony". Therefore, in the past few years, relatives have been harmonious with each other, and the struggle for power has rarely occurred. Standing at the apex of power, they must remember some of the most important survival rules that are easily annihilated by .
Of course, this "and" is also regular.
Here is a forbidden land that Kwai Shuiguo does not allow others to step into. On weekdays, there are many peerless masters who are guarded and will be banned or killed. Because too many people have not come out after entering, and no one will dare to come over for a long time. No one knows that there is a huge manor decorated with luxury.
Today, in the usual dead manor, there are lights everywhere, echoing laughter and laughter. The lobby is crowded with people of all colors, men, women and children, tall and thin, and have a variety of dresses, some of them are dressed in official uniforms, some cowards are dressed, and some are dressed in a dress. But any one of them is outside, and it is enough to make one land shake.
When the established goals have been heard for countless years, they can't slowly forget and ignore the reasons for existence and begin to shift their attention. And with a huge force that transcends the imagination of ordinary people, they naturally look to the whole world. The Northern Emperor Sect has been violating the ancestral training for many years, and has gradually infiltrated the whole world into the world. As for how long their minions have reached, and to what extent, only the most central authorities know. Of course, all this is very secretive, they will not be allowed to be perceived by outsiders.
"Hey, old eighteen, a few years have not seen a lot of fat, recently caught a lot of oil and water? How many big gifts did the big master bring this wedding?"
"Cut, you said this, I can have a fart in the broken place where the bird doesn't pull. I don't really laugh at you when I say it. This time I brought three boxes of jewelry and 800,000 two silver. Old March 8, what about you?"
"I, not much, just a hundred thousand..."
The Northern Emperor Sect wants to control the biggest obstacles in the world is not the four countries, but the current Southern Emperor Sect who wants to faint more than them. The most important thing is the material, the South Emperor. Therefore, they have been infiltrating into the four countries as much as possible for so many years, instead of fighting, and collecting money has become their top priority.
The two people walked slowly outside the lobby. The moment they just stepped in, it seemed to be pulled by an invisible air machine. The eyes of everyone in the hall could not help but look at them. The bustling lobby has become silent in an instant, everyone has let go of the body, retreats on both sides, standing respectfully, looking at the people with a burning look, it is a kind of high mountain, just if you can see it. The eyes of the gods.
This person is 40 years old, wearing a red robes with a flame color, tall and white, no need for a face, a plain and easy-going face, and an easy-going implied majesty. Next to him, a middle-aged woman holds his arm with a gentle smile, and there is a noble elegance in the bones between walking and walking. This kind of noble is not something that ordinary grandmothers can have. Some of the empresses are still there.
These people can be exposed to this kind of eyes, only the current emperor of the Northern Emperor Sect is broken, and his side is his only wife. After the two sat down in the most expensive position in the church, everyone greeted the ceremony: "See the Lord, the mother."
Yan Shuo nodded slightly and said: "You don't have to be polite. Everyone is married to me. It's a long way from the busy schedule. It must be hard work all the way. Please don't be constrained today. In the mood of the ceremonies, you will do your best and enjoy yourself."
"Yes, the lord!"
Inflammatory souls are on the go, and few people know what he is doing every day. The emperor of each emperor of the Northern Emperor Sect must be the highest person of Zongzhong, and the strength of the sinister soul is far beyond his dozens of brothers and brothers, and he is the incarnation of the lord of the upper dynasty. Later, it became unfathomable. Except for himself, no one knows how strong he is. But look closely, regardless of the appearance of the flames of the soul, or his breath is not the characteristics of the martial arts people, it is like a white-faced middle-aged scholar.
The process of marriage of the Northern Emperor Sect is not the same as that of the secular. In contrast, it is more casual, but it is indispensable to worship the ancestors. Not long after, the spring breeze dressed in a fire coat came in and came to say hello to those who were in the seat: "Da Bo, Er Bo... Seven Uncles... Thirteen... You are all here. ......"
"Ha ha ha ha, our little lord is getting married, we have no reason to come. It is really more and more unseen to see you in a year, but it is much more than your sixteen brothers."
"Where is it, Jiu Shu won the prize, everything is the love of your predecessors..."
Yan Yan dreams sitting in his room and looking at his indifferent self in the mirror. He has no words for a long time, and there is no joy or sadness in his heart. This day is finally coming too fast. Once, she even looked forward to this moment, because after marrying, her power of charm will break through the bottleneck and break through successively. From then on, she will become the person of the Northern Emperor, relying on their strength to bear blood for themselves. At this time, in the face of her own big marriage, she had no worries in her heart. She learned that Ye Wuchen’s death had been nearly a month. This time was enough to make her heart cry a little bit cold. numbness. It seems that the strings of emotions in her heart are cut off forever as he leaves.
"Miss, you must be the most beautiful bride in the world... No, no, Miss is the most beautiful person in the world. Even if it is a young master, it is his blessing to get the lady's favor." Behind her, she said with a smile. She stayed with her every night, and how could she not notice the changes she had made during this time. Even today, she is quiet and worried. The screen wants to make her happy as much as possible, but she has not succeeded. She remembers that she has not seen her laughing for a long time.
In the ear is a long-lasting laughter and noisy voices. These "worldly high-ranking people" will also be as skeptical as a child in this great moment, and they will have a sharp contrast with the coldness in the room. Yan Yanmeng did not answer the screen, still looking at his own hair in the mirror, she has been put on the fire of the wedding dress, glamorous can not be square, but there is a slight stagnation and shackles between the eyebrows.
After a long silence, the screen smashed his clothes with both hands, biting his lip and urging all the courage to ask: "Miss...you, do you like others?"
Yan Yan Meng’s eyes waved and shook his head:
Don’t talk nonsense.

"But Miss... you know, you have often called a person's name in your sleep since I last came back, I..." The screen finally said it, and the heart beat fast. She is worried that after she is married to Yan Xiyu, if she is discovered, the consequences must be terrible.
Yan Mengmeng: "..."
"The person that Miss likes is actually the one who has already died... Ye Wuchen, right?" Pinger asked carefully.
"Since you know, why bother to ask." Yan Yu dream said quietly. No surprise, no worry, she believes that even if the screen knows, she will not say it. Everyone who is with her every day is a screen. If she doesn't see it, it is not normal.
"Ah? But, but..." I got her affirmative answer. The last glimpse of the screen was shattered, and it was anxious and scary.
"What time is it now?" asked Yan Yanmeng.
"It’s almost midday, they have been waiting outside for a long time, miss..."
"Let's go." Yan Mengmeng stood up and walked outside the door, and Pinger quickly followed up to help her.
From today, what she must do is to prevent Yan Xi from being aware of it. She can't and can't confess to him. Otherwise, the consequences will not be what she can bear, and she will not be able to evade and escape. However, in the night of that accident, there was no remorse in her heart, even though this accident is likely to ruin her. Before he died, he could have a good night with him. She not only regretted, but satisfied and satisfied. That night should be her most precious piece of memory in this life, and maybe her last happiness.
After noon, the big marriage finally officially began, and the gongs and drums were indispensable, and the yelling of the people completely suppressed these voices. At this time, the core of the Northern Emperor Sects gathered, one by one is the top of the strength, the thick voice superimposed to make people tumultuous. When Yan Yan, a face and a smile, walked side by side with the Yan Meng dream, which was supported by Ping, the voice was like a wave. As the words of the broken soul, on the day of the big wedding, they don’t need any scruples at all.
"The children and the dreams are set up in the ground. They create a pair of heavens, and the energy of the children can be reached. Who can, the size of the dreams, the same is not comparable to women. It is really awkward, hahahaha."
"You old man envious of a fart, said envy... Hey, my three sons who are not a weapon can't add up."
Yan Dingling and Mrs. Yan sat in the main hall, and Mrs. Yan’s face was a smile, and the face of Yan Ding’s soul was also rarely exposed with a smile, and she kept her head constantly, obviously feeling good. Yan Xizhen and Yan Yumeng had to go to them before they stopped. The flames of the soul rose and the hands of the people stopped, and there was no sound. He bowed his head: "Hey, you have twenty-three this year, the dream is full today, and it’s finally on your wedding day, but it’s a big thing in my heart. I don’t have to say anything extra. After you become a relative, you must remember to respect each other. Everything is small, the prosperity and interests of the family are great, and the combination of the Zhu and the United States."
"Children remember, you will not let the father and all the family members down." Yan Xiyi respectfully dignified answer.
"Okay, okay, today is your wedding day. Don't pay attention to your father's untimely words. You have known each other for so many years, and I have nothing to worry about. Remember to open more branches and leaves." Mrs. Yan said with a smile. She really has nothing else to worry about. Once a woman with a enchanting voice is married to a man, she will love her life. If she does not die, she will not know.
Yan Shuo soul is quite fond of his wife, and he does not care about it. Hehe smiled and said: "The good time has arrived, I have nothing to say. Let's start now. Before that, worship the North Emperor. Columns of the ancestors!"
At the time of the big marriage, the first worship must first worship the heavens and the earth, but in the Northern Emperor Sect, but not worship the heavens and the earth, and worship the Northern Emperor. Because Heaven and Earth are born because of their ancestors, the Northern Emperor and the Southern Emperor, what is the qualification of heaven and earth to let them worship. Yan Xizhen immediately squatted, and Pinger also shook his body's stiff and sorrowful dreams, and helped her slowly squat down...
At this moment, a hand of Yan Yumeng grasped the arm of the screen subconsciously, covered his mouth with one hand, and vomited painfully, and his body was swayed and faltered. The screen was shocked and hurriedly held her: "Miss? What happened to you..."
Chapter 220 flees...
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