Chapter 1017: Send me the last one

The party of the welcoming team was very happy. The Dong'an Street in Dong'an Street was already martial law from Linfu to Bayefu. The road was covered with bright red stalls for more than ten kilometers. There were eight squadrons wearing military uniforms on both sides of the street, soldiers wearing safflower martial arts, drummers. And the flower boy, every 50 meters, plays the music in the sound of firecrackers.
People on both sides of the street have been greeted by this spectacular wedding scene. The last time I saw such a lively scene, it was the funeral of the royal family of the Qing Dynasty. For the time being, the entire Yanjing City was unprecedentedly lively, and all of them were envious of Miss Lin Jiada.
The welcoming team went very slowly. Lin Biao was sitting in the sedan chair. There was no joy at all. The joy of the world and the noise of the world seemed to have nothing to do with her. It was completely separated.
She is now with the dead, the soul is dead, the only difference is that her body is still alive!
After Lin Mengxi was in the sedan chair, she was incompatible with everyone. She walked all the way and cried all the way!
She is very sad, she is a sister, and she has it for herself!
Today is the marriage, and it will be her turn tomorrow. My sister is right. They have been fighting against the known fate since birth. My sister has become the hottest big star in the north, but how about it, when father and family When the lazy locusts sit and drink together, they quietly push the cockroaches to the abyss of fate.
This is not the most sad for her.
She was sad that Qin Hao did not appear after all, Dong'an Shili, she looked all the way, waited all the way, still did not have his figure.
She touched the jade that was hanging from the chest, and that was the sentiment token he sent!
Lin Mengyu will never forget, Qin Lan stood on the tower and confessed to her. There is also someone in my heart, his face looks scared, the kind of youthful and shameful love, let her heart sprout.
But she knows that all this is just a romantic embarrassment. In the past two years, she has heard many rumors.
He is no longer the Qin dynasty who will be nervous for her, but the south of Megatron. He has the tyrants of many famous ladies such as Wan Xiaoying, Yunxiao and Wenxue.
Lin Mengqi is strong in her bones. She never looked back and asked Qin Qin, nor did she go to him!
Qin Tang Xing Xu has long forgotten her, Jun does not come, I will not go, why bother to find boring.
This time, she entrusted Lin to go to Qin Hao, it is already very determined!
Because she believes that Qin Zhen understands that she is asking for help from Lin Biao, why not for herself? It is only a matter of time before she marries and marries her. If he has the heart, even if he does not give a helping hand, it is not difficult to say goodbye.
However, no, everything is white.
He won't come!
Why did he go to die for himself and his sister, a romantic, I like you?
"Please, Lin Mengxi, do you want to be so stupid? He is the king, what is the Jiangshan, what is your love?"
"I am so stupid, how can I be stupid enough to ask him to take a shot and use this cruel fact to break his last good memory?"
"Just don't come, I won't go, every peace!"
Lin Mengxi whispered in his heart, and in the end he actually made a noise.
"Miss!"
"Miss Lin, the day of great joy, please pay attention!"
Yan Jiu Niang reminded me at the side.
"Why can you laugh, don't you cry me?" Lin Mengyan wiped his tears and chilled.
"Simple, you will shed another tear, I will kill a Lin family, tears in two lines, I will destroy your whole family." Next to a handsome young man riding a big horse, cold and cold.
"Who are you?" Lin Mengyu looked up at the tall man, his eyes filled with hatred.
"Don't doubt what I said, because I am Yan Dongyang!"
"I have listened to me, speed up, can't miss the time of Ba Shu!"
"drive!"
The youth is indifferent and arrogant, sweeping Lin Meng’s glance, domineering and drinking, and go to the horse.
"Yan Dongyang, scum!" Lin Mengyu bit his lip, his heart is hateful.
"Miss, don't make trouble!" Lin Zhong reminded.
"Hey uncle, have you really sent it?" Lin Mengyu asked.
"That's true!" Lin nodded.
"I know, I will not cry, heavy uncle, hard work for you." Lin Mengxi wiped away tears, and instantly his heart was empty.
"Stop the car!" The sound of Lin Biao's coldness came from the sedan chair.
"Miss Lin Da, what happened to you?" Yan Jiu Niang was a little impatient and aggravated, asked coldly.
"Let my sister come up, she is a bridesmaid, I want to talk to her." Lin said.
"Yes, the Eight Lord said, today you are the biggest, you go up." Yan Jiu Niang told Lin Meng.
Lin Mengyu got on the sedan, Lin Biao took off the hijab, sitting quite straight, like a dead body, no face, the charming, smart eyes of the past did not have a little angry.
As she got closer and closer to the Eighth House, she was shaking all over her body, and she couldn't make a sound when she opened her mouth a few times.
"Sister!" Lin Mengxi held her tightly.
"Small, listen to my sister. Lin's grave, I will fill it alone, you are innocent, you have to have Qin Hao in your heart, go to him. If you don't have it, choose a clean place, Ann Be an ordinary person."
"Lin, your father, can't rely on it!"
Lin Biao hugged her sister and hurried.
"Sister, you told me, did you have that plan?" Lin Mengyu asked with a painful voice.
"Yes, believe me, it is a relief. I am so tired, really, there is not a little bit of strength to accompany the old guy!" Lin Biao nodded ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Lin Mengyu Just talking, shouted: "If you really want to think about your sister, you will give me the last trip."
"Do you remember the song your mother taught you?"
"Good sister, sing to me..."
Lin Biao held her face and smiled.
Lin Mengyu didn’t cry any more, he whispered his lips and sang lowly:
Don’t worry about how it will end in the future, at least we have met together...

"Yeah, I have met together. I have found at least one of my beloved ones. What else is not satisfied and regrettable?"
Lin Biao slowly sighed.
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Yan Baye is wearing a red robes and stands in the morning sun. The golden silk-carved dragon embroidery is sparkling, lining his white skin, and the almost beautiful face is like a prince who came out of the ancient scroll. Extravagant.
Behind him are Dongyang, Xiyang, Nanyang, Beiyang, four, the special envoys of the Wushen, the special envoys of the Kunlun Grand Dukes, and the elders of the Yan family, the ancient Wuwu elders. These people pull out one by one, in the martial arts. The world is the master who shakes the mountain and shakes the mountain. Even the special envoy of the grandson of the political leader can only stand in the second echelon!
Outside the gate of the Eight Lords, the order to maintain order is the Yanjia secret guards who are covered in black iron armor and only reveal a pair of eyes.
There are only two people in the Yan family who can use the secret guard, Wu Shen, Yan Mugong! In order to support the scene of the Eight Lords and maintain order, this is a special transfer from Yan Jiutian.
Yan Baiya’s headquarters of the Eighths of the Army, the three streets of the Fuzhou, surrounded by the real, while the military of the Yan war, all kinds of fighters are also on standby, said that it is a person, is a fly, also 甭I want to fly out of the palm of the Yan family.
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