Chapter 299: Niangzi, is it good to be a husband?

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The crowd did not know who shouted, everyone heard the words crowded in front, everyone wants to see the goddess of heaven for the first time.
Duanmu was sitting in a luxury car with a white gauze, and Xuanyuan ink was with her.
When the people outside the wild temple saw the holy drive of Duanmu, they were all excited and rushed forward.
A young man dressed in wild clothes squeezed through the crowd and finally squeezed to the front. When he saw the luxurious car, he flashed a sigh of excitement and turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man around him. Dao, "This old man, do you know which car is a goddess?"
"Of course it is the first one." The middle-aged man heard the words pointing to the front of the road in the middle of the road covered with white gauze. "The most luxurious one is."
The young man heard the direction of the middle-aged man's finger. When he saw the most luxurious car that passed right in front of him, the young man exclaimed, "A beautiful car, I heard that the girl is beautiful. It’s like a goddess, if you can take a look at it.
The young man said, the dark eyes were full of yearnings.
The voice of the young man just fell, and a light breeze passed, and the white gauze on the luxury car fluttered in the wind, revealing a delicate and beautiful face.
When I saw Duanmu's exquisite and beautiful face, the young man instantly became mad, and in his eyes, there was nothing in his mind, only the face of the peerless city. It’s really a goddess, it’s so beautiful!
"The return of the goddess, I am very wild." Someone in the crowd took the lead and then went one by one, and everyone fell down.
The people on both sides of the avenue all bowed to the luxury car of Duanmu, and the words "God returns, I am very wild" resounded throughout the holy city.
The car drove slowly forward, and the sacred drive of Duanmu was all over.
After a musk, the car parked in front of a cigarette-stricken temple.
The white elders walked to the end of the raft, driving in front of the car, "the goddess, the temple is here."
Duanmu 汐 言 撩 撩 撩 撩 撩 撩 撩 撩 撩 撩 撩 撩 撩 撩 撩 撩 撩 撩 撩 撩 撩 撩 撩
After Duanmu got off, Xuanyuan Mo also walked out of the car.
The wild people in front of the Lingmiao Temple all saw the stunning appearance of Duanmu and Xuanyuan ink. They all heard that the goddess has a stunning look and extraordinary temperament. Today, it is more than ever. Even the princes of the goddess are not as beautiful as mortals. If they do not appear in front of them, they will think that they are seeing illusions.
Duanmu looked up and looked at the big "Lingmiao" on the forehead and walked in.
The temple hall is not very large, but it is very delicate, and there is a faint sandalwood fragrance.
Smell the faint sandalwood scent, and the end of the rafter's eyebrows stretched slightly.
The white elders walked to the side of the wooden raft and squatted. "The goddess, the time has come, start the sacrifice!"
Duanmu sighed and nodded.
The ritual of the ritual is not very complicated, it is a scent, worship, and so on. After a cup of tea, Duanmu completed the sacrifice.
Handing the incense in his hand to Feng Qi, who is on the side, Duanmu turned and looked at the white elders. "Is there anything else?"
The elders in white heard the words immediately. "After the sacrifice, you can go back to the Heavenly Palace to hold the throne ceremony."
Duanmu’s rumors shook, and the anxiety in his heart continued to increase.
After entering the phoenix, the five phoenixes came back. They looked at the pale scorpion, and they were nervous. "His Royal Highness, are you not feeling well?"
Duanmu 汐 heard the words and shook his head. "Nothing, go, go back to the holy temple."
Feng Wu looked at Duanmu's back and flashed a touch of worry. Why did she always feel that her Highness had something to worry about? Always worried, what is she worried about? Feng Wu, who couldn’t understand, gently licked his head and chased him out.
Outside the main hall, Xuanyuan Mo is waiting for a wooden coffin under a cherry tree.
"A Xue!"
Xuanyuan ink smelled slowly and turned around. When I saw Duanmu, the lips were unconsciously twitching. "Is it finished?"
"Well." Duanmu sighed and nodded. He reached out and hugged Xuanyuan Mo, and buried his face in Xuanyuan's arms.
Duanmu's active hug, let Xuanyuan ink slightly smashed, then the lip corner micro-hook, whisper, "What?"
Duanmu’s eyelids flashed slightly, and then looked up at Xuanyuanmo and laughed.
Nothing, I suddenly want to hug you.

Xuanyuan ink heard the lips and corners slightly, and looked at Duanmu's exquisite little face, his heart shook, slowly bowed his head and kissed the red lips of Duanmu.
Looking at Xuanyuan Mo that is getting closer and closer, Duanmu slowly closed his eyes.
The lips are connected, the lips and tongues are intertwined, and the Xuanzhen ink kiss is not as wild and overbearing as usual, but it is gentle enough to melt the Duanmu. Duanmu was not as passive as ever, but took the initiative to pick up his toes and warmly kissed Xuanyuan ink.
Under the cherry tree, a pair of stunning men and women lingering in kisses, the cherry blossoms fall with the wind, falling to the two people to send a little, the clothes corner, beautiful to make people feel like being in a fantasy.
Looking at the two people under the cherry tree, the old man in white is not red-eyed. "Cough... um..." He really didn't want to disturb the Royal Highness and the Virgin, but time was really too late.
Hearing the coughing sound, the two men returned to the same time at the same time. Xuanyuan ink gently let go of the raft, and looked at the red-faced Duanmu.
Duanmu was buried directly in Xuanyuan’s arms, how could she be outside and A Xue... It’s really a dead person.
"Let's go!" After a while, Duanmu's pretty face pulled the Xuanyuan ink and went away. He didn't go to see the scorpion of Xuanyuan Mo, and even dared not to look at the sly eyes of Feng Wu and others.
Looking at the Duanmu who walked straight, Xuanyuan Mozi flashed a smile, even if she was going to be a mother-in-law, she was still so easy to be ashamed.
When the two men just came out of the temple, they caused the commotion of the wild people.
"The goddess is out..."
"The goddess is so beautiful, it is even more beautiful than the goddess..."
"The Heavenly Girl's husband is also beautiful, and the goddess is a good match..."
"The goddess is so happy, can have such a beautiful husband..."
Listening to the praises of everyone, Duanmu looked up and looked at Xuanyuan ink, and the light flashed, really, A Xue really looks good. Long hair like ink, with the wind light; sword eyebrows fierce, domineering cold; twilight like water, hook people soul; nose beam high, noble and elegant; thin lips slightly tilted, charm is incomparable. Even if they are together for so long, she is often confused by his beautiful face and makes some shameful things.
Looking at Duanmu's focused eyes, Xuanyuan Mok flashed a smile, and looked down at Duanmu. "Women, look good for the husband?" The whispered voice was deliberately tempted.
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A pair of flattering nephews in the crowd looked coldly at the two flirtatious, while the other blacks were full of embarrassment.
Zhou Manyun squinted at the face of Xuanyuan, and his lips sneered a little sneer. "You still can't bear it now? She won't belong to you if she doesn't die."
Xuanyuan heard a sigh of pain in his voice, his hands clenched into fists, his eyes staring at the two people in front of him.
See Xuanyuan still refused to order, Zhou Manyun scorpion flashed a touch of disappointment, picked up the whistle hanging around the neck and screamed.
The loud whistle is still sharp and sharp even in this crowd of people.
Hearing the whistle, Xuanyuan’s heart was tight, and he hurriedly said,
Mother.

Zhou Manyun looked at the eager Xuanyuan, hating iron and not being a steel tunnel. "Useless things."
A woman in the district fascinated him. At the beginning, she thought that the Duanmu could motivate him to compete for the throne. He dominated the world. He didn’t expect this disappointing thing. He only thought about how to get the woman, and he didn’t care about the throne. , great cause, as early as this, she should not let her live away from the white tiger.
Xuanyuan heard the words drooping and the fists tightened again. No matter what, he didn't want to kill her.
When everyone heard the whistle, they came over to Zhou Manyun.
Duanmu and Xuanyuan ink heard the whistle and also looked at the source of the sound.
Seeing Zhou Manyun and Xuanyuan, the dark purple scorpion of Duanmu squats slightly, is it finally coming? A slight bias to the Xuanyuan ink road, "A Xue, be careful Xuanyuan."
Xuanyuan Mowen heard the Xuanyuan in the crowd, and the amber bottom passed a touch of disdain.
The whistle fell, a group of black scorpions, descending from the sky, all rushing to the end of the wood.
Xuanyuan ink saw it, and reached out to take Duanmu into his arms and escaped from the attack of the black slain. Then he reached for a wave, a white sigh of gas like a sword, fanned to the group of black sergeants Go, where the white Xuanqi passed, the black slain is all spiked.
Fengwu, Longyue, Yuying, and other people saw it, all joined the battle, and the eight elders also all went forward to protect the end of the raft.
Looking at the continuation of the black squad, Zhou Manyun was anxious, and he pulled out the accessories at the waist and flew out.
Xuanyuan saw some concerns about Zhou Manyun, and also flew out.
With Zhou Manyun and Xuanyuan joining the battle, Feng Wu and others obviously struggled a lot.
The white elders looked at Zhou Manyun and Xuanyuan, and their eyes were slightly stunned and cold, "Mu Man should not be obsessed."
Zhou Manyun heard the words, coldly screamed, and his face was distorted. "It’s not me who is obsessed with obscurity. It’s all of you who are not dead. If it wasn’t for your old and undead opposition, I was already the holy woman of this wild sanctuary.

The elders in white heard the cold words. "It is never us who decides the wild saints. Only the gods and the holy places can determine the holy women of the wild."