Chapter 122: Marriage

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is her! Looking at the end of the stairs, the end of the wooden raft, the young man's eyes flashed amazed and flashed a glimmer of light.
It's them! Seeing Duanmu and Xuanyuan ink, the black man’s original voiceless flashes.
The defending officer first came back to see the young man, full of amazing black scorpion, his eyes turned, and quickly walked to the young man, flattering, \"The white woman is indeed rare in the world. Excellent, do you want to give her to you..."
After the military officer’s words were not finished, there were several sharp murderous attacks on him, and he was scared that he did not dare to go down.
The man next to the white woman sneaked a sneak peek and immediately snorted. Then he sneaked at the black man behind the young man, and his body was shaking again. The two terrible people felt that the blood of the whole body was frozen by the two men.
The young man took the officer directly to the camera and completely ignored the Xuanyuan ink. He only looked at Duanmu and smiled. "The young dragon girl is not coming. In this remote town, the king can meet with the woman. It is really Have a fate!\"
Duanmu’s words are faint, "I really have a fate."
It’s just that the pair of purple eyes are not the young men in the robes, but the black men behind the young men.
Lian Zhengyu, and met again. From Shengjin College to Lingyue Forest, to Qinglong Country, nowadays, this White Tiger Country can still meet, but is it a fate!
Stared at the deep purple scorpion, Lian Zhengyu’s heart leaped wildly. For a time, the whole world had only the purple eyes and his own heartbeat, and nothing else.
Feeling that my heart is about to jump out of the chest, Lianzheng Yujun's face is reddish and don't open his eyes, dare not look at the pair of purple eyes again.
Zhuge did not see Duanmu, who did not look at him at all, but kept staring at Lian Zhengyu behind him. His heart was very unhappy. "How, Qinglong Taiyuan and Lian Xiaojun know?"
Duanmu sings and hears, ""Lian Xiaojun, I don't know, I only know Lian Zhengyu."
The pair of sables from the beginning to the end of the raft did not leave Lian Zhengyu.
Lian Zhengyu looked up and slammed into the purple cicada of Duanmu, and his heart suddenly trembled, forcing himself to remove his eyes. However, he could not understand the complex feelings in his heart and could not understand.
At this time a sharp female voice came from outside the door.
\"What's going on, how good are you, and how long the palace will wait."
With the sharp voice, a gorgeous woman wearing a Chinese costume came in.
Seeing the gorgeous woman who came in, Zhuge Weiming and Lian Zhengyu frowned at the same time. Zhuge did not know that his face was unpleasant, and Lianzheng Yumo’s green scorpion flashed a disgusting color.
Seeing the familiar face, Duanmu's lips sneered a sneer. It turned out to be her! Xia Houshan, there is a road in heaven, you don't go, there is no door to hell, you are biased, this time you will not have such good luck.
When Xuanyuan Mo saw Xia Houshan, the amber-colored scorpion was murderous, and just wanted to shoot, but he was tightly held by a pair of small hands. Looking down at the raft, she saw that she was just looking at the woman with a sneer.
Feeling a burst of murderous attack, Xia Houshan's back condensed her neck and turned to the source of murderous.
It's him! Seeing Xuanyuan Mo, Xia Houshan’s sly flashed a glimmer of joy, but when he wanted to go forward, he was smothered by Xuan Zang’s murderous body and turned to look around him.
Duanmu! Xia Houshan was shocked and shivered, "You...you are not dead..."
Why is she here? Didn't she fall off the cliff? She didn't die!
Looking at Xia Houshan’s look of horror, Duanmu’s lips sneered again with a sneer,
How come, seeing that I am not dead, are you disappointed?

Xia Houshan heard the words and immediately opened his eyes in a panic, forced to calm down, "You... what do you say... I don't understand..."
Zhuge did not understand the conversation between the two, and then looked at Xia Houshan's guilty look, and her heart was a bit clear.
I don't want to pay any attention to these people. Duanmu turned to look at Xuanyuan Modao,\"A Xue, let's go! Since the Regents like them, let us give them."
Xuanyuan ink looked coldly at a group of people below, nodded, took Duanmu down the stairs and walked to the entrance of the inn. Feng Wu and Long Yue followed closely.
When Feng 5 passed the counter, his right hand stretched out. The innkeeper immediately noticed, shaking his hands and putting the kyanite in her hands.
The Xuanwu soldiers saw four people consciously give way.
Seeing that Duanmu is going to go, Zhuge has not been anxious, \"Qinglong Taizuo is slow.\"
Duanmu heard the sound and stopped, but did not turn.
Zhuge did not see it immediately. "The weather is too late outside, and it is still snowing. This small town is remote. The inn is afraid that it is not easy to find. Now, the late Qinglong Taitai is staying at this inn!"
\"No, I like to be quiet.\"
The faint voice was a little ethereal, so that Zhuge did not knowingly and unconsciously.
When Zhuge did not know how to return, the four had already gone.
Xia Houshan looked at the back of the two people, the black scorpion flashed. Duanmu, this woman’s life is so hard that she can’t kill her.
Four people went out of the inn and sat back in the carriage again.
\"Why don't you let me kill her?\" Although it tried to ease the tone, the sound was still cold and there was no temperature.
Looking at the still murderous Xuanyuan ink, Duanmu's lips and micro-hooks, according to the arms of Xuanyuan Mo, \"She, I have to personally solve."
She did not want Xia Houshan to dirty his hands. That woman, she will solve it by herself. There are two other ones, she will not let go.
Xuanyuan Mowen heard the end of the raft, and the amber smack flashed a distressed heart, "Well, since I want to be hands-on, then I will not move her, but if she dares to hurt you, I Will make her die without a place of burial.\"
Feeling the distress and love of Xuanyuan Mo, Duanmu felt that he was extremely satisfied and extremely happy.
Feng Wu and Longyue re-find an inn, in order to avoid trouble, this Xuanyuan ink directly took Duanmu to the carriage, and did not let people see her stunning face.
In the evening, Duanmu asked Longyue to check the identity of Xiahoushan and the purpose of Zhuge’s unclear Baihuguo.
After an hour, Duanmu's hand added a copy of Xia Houshan's information.
Xia Houshan, the seventeenth year, the Princess of Xuanwu, is the daughter of the old general of Lianlian. Because it is a long princess, and there is a cheap family support, usually flying and stunned, no one in sight. However, it is not very smart and is often used by other emperors.
In short, Xia Houshan is a woman with a big brain.
\"How is the other thing going to be done?\" Duanmu squatted on the information and looked at Longyue.
Longyue Wenyan immediately replied with respect: "The subordinates have already checked out that their purpose in coming to Baihu is marriage."
Marriage! Duanmu 汐 heard the subconsciously looking at Xuanyuan ink.
Xia Houshan, the woman, has been a long time since the snow, the object of this marriage is eight. Nine is A Xue.
Looking at Duanmu, who has been staring at himself in a daze, Xuanyuan’s mouth is rising, and he is swearing:
Why have you been looking at me like this, are you afraid that I will marry that woman?

Duanmu’s words immediately jumped up,
A Xue is mine, I can only be alone.

Looking at the cute look of Duanmu's fried hair, Xuanyuan Mo was in a good mood and kissed the face of the prostitute Muxi, "Yes, I only belong to the nephew. I don't want anyone except the nephew."
Longyue looked at Qingqing and my two people, and disappeared into the room with interest.
\"Real?\" Duanmu raised his head and looked at Xuanyuan ink. There was a rare lack of self-confidence in the dark purple voice.
Looking at the fragility of the pair of purple eyes, Xuanyuan ink's heart suddenly hurts. Sighing, gently holding her into the arms, \"fool, naturally is true. In addition to you in this life, I will not want any more women."
He has loved her into the bones. In addition to her, he will not love any woman any more, and will not want any woman other than her. Any other woman is better than her hair.
Duanmu’s heart was sweeter than eating honey, picking up his toes, and kissed him on the face of Xuanyuan Mo’s face.
\"A Xue, I love you!\" Raise a small face, then look at him so surely, the deep purple scorpion is full of love.
The heart of Xuanyuan Mo suddenly trembled. This was the first time he heard her say that he loved him. The ecstasy that emerged in his heart almost drowned him. The first time she covered her red lips, he was overbearing and wild, and seemed to tell her all the excitement in his heart.
The next day, the four people left the inn early, because they did not want to meet with Zhuge, they did not know that the carriage did not take the official road, but took the path.
Although the road is not flat, it wins faster than the official road. It took more than two days to walk the official road to the Imperial City. It took a day and a half to walk.
When I arrived at the Imperial City, Xuanyuan Mo did not go directly to the palace, but first brought the Duanmu to the Wangfu, because Duanmu was asleep again.
Outside the Wangfu House, an unremarkable carriage slowly stopped. The man and the woman who drove the car jumped off the carriage together, the woman carefully picked up the curtain, and the man stood side by side with respect.
After a while, everyone saw a beautiful man in a black coat holding a woman and drilling it out. The woman was covered with a white fox, which made it impossible to see her appearance.
The guards who were outside the gates of the Warlords were shocked when they saw the stunning man.
It turned out to be their prince, and they were not close to the female prince who actually came back with a woman.
\"参......\"
\"参......\"
The guards who had come back to the gods had bowed to Xuanyuan Mo, but they were set in the air by Xuanyuan ink, and they were stuck in the air.
When Xuanyuan ink passed through them and entered the war palace, they only slowed down.
Is this their prince? When did their princes treat the women so gently, and the beautiful people sent by the emperor were not thrown out of the palace ruthlessly? Now Wang Ye not only personally took the woman back to the house, but also so afraid that they would wake the woman. How do you feel so unreal?
The guards have pinched themselves to see if they are dreaming.