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"Be united forever, and let the bridegroom and the bride shed their blood to make a good marriage!" Along with the master's singing and drinking, another maid was carrying a tray covered with red cloth, which was opened with two fine needles, one gold and one silver. Wang Ying, dressed in red bridal makeup, took the silver needle and gently tied it on his index finger. A drop of blood fell from his fingers and dropped on the light. Then he looked at Song Yan. Song inkstone felt bad. The master of ceremonies then smiled and urged: "childe Chu, please drop blood! Good! " Song Yan hesitates to take up the gold needle and put it on his finger. Then a drop of blood rolls down and splashes on the lamp. Then he sees the concentric lamp suddenly shining. The flame turns into a big heart. All of a sudden, there was a burst of cheers from the surrounding guests. The master's voice rings again: "the tie concentric lamp is successful, the wedding ceremony is perfect, please send the bride to the bridal chamber!" While sitting in a higher position than the high hall, the Wang family leader saw this scene, with a big and profound smile on the corner of his mouth. Next is the feast time. The Wang family has a great reputation in Tianyang domain. Therefore, there are many people coming to the wedding, including many major doors and almost all major forces. People give face like this. Song Yan, who is the bridegroom, naturally wants to toast. So it took an hour and a half to finish a round of toast. "Please, my uncle!" As soon as song Yan finished his toast, a maid came to him and said. Under the guidance of the maid, song Yan enters a room. There are also banquet in this room. Besides the king's family leader, there are six semi God elders of the king's family. "I have seen the master and the elders!" Song Yan bent to salute. "Get up!" The head of the Wang family nodded: "Xiao Fan, cherish the next three days. In three days, you will enter the ancestral place of my Wang family with Wang Teng and Wang Yao to practice! Yes! " Song Yan nodded. "Go!" The head of the Wang family waved. When song Yan left the room, the head of the Wang family asked six semi God elders with a smile, "what do you think of this son? Good! " An old man. Another elder nodded with satisfaction: "it's true that his Qi and blood are just like the surging river, and his Yang God comes from the cultivation of five huangpin skills. No wonder his strength is comparable to Shenghai! Yes! " The Third Elder also nodded, his eyes flashed with regret: "it's a pity that he is not a son of my royal family, otherwise, when we enter the central region and train him with all our strength, we may become the Ninth level divine general!" No matter which race, the ultimate cultivation is half god. Breaking through half god can become God. There are also strengths and weaknesses of demigods, and the gap between different races is very large. Therefore, after the discussion of all ethnic groups, the strength of demigods is determined by the nine level gods. The first level gods will be the weakest, and the Ninth level gods will be the strongest. Generally speaking, as long as the human cultivators reach the middle of the half god period, they will have the strength of the first level God generals. The Ninth level God will be the strongest and closest to God. In the central region, only the forces with nine level divine generals can be called super forces. "For the sake of the king's family's access to the central region, we have to sacrifice him. Besides, although Wang Teng's qualification is not as good as that of the Chu fan, there is also the possibility of achieving the Ninth level divine general!" The Wang family leader said lightly. Song Yan, who was not far from the room, suddenly had a sneer on his lips. As expected, the Wang family didn't have a good heart! It's just that in the end, it's not known who's in the hole. It's up to the Wangs to greet the guests. Song Yanjing finishes the drink, so he goes directly to the new house. "Master." Poetry and joy are waiting outside the new house. "You two go to have a rest!" Song Yan said to the second daughter. "It's worth a lot of money, master. Come on! Come on! " The two girls made a cheering move to song Yan, and then they left laughing. Song Yan smiled, then pushed open the door and went in. At the moment, Wang Ying has changed her bridal dress, put on a plain white dress and sat in front of the bronze mirror combing her black hair. When she heard song Yan enter the door, she did not look back, but said lightly: "you are back. Well! " Song Yan answered and strode up, reached for the comb in Wang Ying's hand and said softly, "I'll come." Wang Ying did not speak. Song Yan didn't care. She picked up the comb and gently combed it on her head. Wang Ying's hair is very good, especially soft. After a while, she combed it completely. After thinking about it, song Yan took a tape and tied her hair. She smiled and asked, "how about that? Not bad! " Wang Ying forced out a smile. Suddenly, song Yan bends over and hugs Wang Ying from behind. Suddenly, her body is stiff and the whole person seems to collapse tightly. "Take it easy, take it easy." Feeling this, song Yan whispered in her ear: "we are husband and wife now. Well! " Wang Ying nodded gently, and then her body relaxed slowly, but there was a light pink halo on her cool cheek. At this time, song Yan suddenly picked up Wang Ying and greeted her with a exclamation: "what do you want to do? Today is our wedding night, of course, to do what the couple should do! " Song Yan said with a smile. "Coco, I'm not ready. Maybe next time!" Wang Ying's voice was shaking, which showed that she was very nervous. Song Yan smiled coldly: "it's better to choose a day than to bump into it. What we have to go through sooner or later needs preparation! But! No, but! " Song Yan forcibly interrupts her words, and then lowers his head and kisses Wang Ying's little mouth. Suddenly, the body of the other party becomes stiff again, and his eyes are staring round and round, unbelievably at Song Yan. But gradually, she felt song Yan's tongue, which was disordered between her lips and teeth. A pretty face turned red and spread all the way to her ears. "Don't wait!" she cried subconsciously In her speech, song Yan's tongue is to grasp the chance to break through the teeth and capture the little fragrant tongue. At the moment when her little fragrant tongue was captured, a sense of crispness spread all over her body. The tense body softened slowly, and even her arms stretched out to hook song Yan's neck. After kissing for half a quarter of an hour, song Yancai released Wang Ying. Once she was free, she opened her mouth slightly and gasped desperately, just like the dehydrated fish. "Do you like it?" Song Yan leaned up to her ear and whispered. Suddenly, the shy Wang Ying became more and more shy and shook his head: "I don't know! Ha ha, since you don't know, let's go back! No! " Exclaimed, song Yan kissed Wang Ying again. [author's extras]: first, thank you [Wu, Xu] and [longxingtianxia 3366] for your great reward. Here we recommend a new book "one sword, Jiuzhou cold". You can go and have a look
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"Be united forever, and let the bridegroom and the bride shed their blood to make a good marriage!" Along with the master's singing and drinking, another maid was carrying a tray covered with red cloth, which was opened with two fine needles, one gold and one silver. Wang Ying, dressed in red bridal makeup, took the silver needle and gently tied it on his index finger. A drop of blood fell from his fingers and dropped on the light. Then he looked at Song Yan. Song inkstone felt bad. The master of ceremonies then smiled and urged: "childe Chu, please drop blood! Good! " Song Yan hesitates to take up the gold needle and put it on his finger. Then a drop of blood rolls down and splashes on the lamp. Then he sees the concentric lamp suddenly shining. The flame turns into a big heart. All of a sudden, there was a burst of cheers from the surrounding guests. The master's voice rings again: "the tie concentric lamp is successful, the wedding ceremony is perfect, please send the bride to the bridal chamber!" While sitting in a higher position than the high hall, the Wang family leader saw this scene, with a big and profound smile on the corner of his mouth. Next is the feast time. The Wang family has a great reputation in Tianyang domain. Therefore, there are many people coming to the wedding, including many major doors and almost all major forces. People give face like this. Song Yan, who is the bridegroom, naturally wants to toast. So it took an hour and a half to finish a round of toast. "Please, my uncle!" As soon as song Yan finished his toast, a maid came to him and said. Under the guidance of the maid, song Yan enters a room. There are also banquet in this room. Besides the king's family leader, there are six semi God elders of the king's family. "I have seen the master and the elders!" Song Yan bent to salute. "Get up!" The head of the Wang family nodded: "Xiao Fan, cherish the next three days. In three days, you will enter the ancestral place of my Wang family with Wang Teng and Wang Yao to practice! Yes! " Song Yan nodded. "Go!" The head of the Wang family waved. When song Yan left the room, the head of the Wang family asked six semi God elders with a smile, "what do you think of this son? Good! " An old man. Another elder nodded with satisfaction: "it's true that his Qi and blood are just like the surging river, and his Yang God comes from the cultivation of five huangpin skills. No wonder his strength is comparable to Shenghai! Yes! " The Third Elder also nodded, his eyes flashed with regret: "it's a pity that he is not a son of my royal family, otherwise, when we enter the central region and train him with all our strength, we may become the Ninth level divine general!" No matter which race, the ultimate cultivation is half god. Breaking through half god can become God. There are also strengths and weaknesses of demigods, and the gap between different races is very large. Therefore, after the discussion of all ethnic groups, the strength of demigods is determined by the nine level gods. The first level gods will be the weakest, and the Ninth level gods will be the strongest. Generally speaking, as long as the human cultivators reach the middle of the half god period, they will have the strength of the first level God generals. The Ninth level God will be the strongest and closest to God. In the central region, only the forces with nine level divine generals can be called super forces. "For the sake of the king's family's access to the central region, we have to sacrifice him. Besides, although Wang Teng's qualification is not as good as that of the Chu fan, there is also the possibility of achieving the Ninth level divine general!" The Wang family leader said lightly. Song Yan, who was not far from the room, suddenly had a sneer on his lips. As expected, the Wang family didn't have a good heart! It's just that in the end, it's not known who's in the hole. It's up to the Wangs to greet the guests. Song Yanjing finishes the drink, so he goes directly to the new house. "Master." Poetry and joy are waiting outside the new house. "You two go to have a rest!" Song Yan said to the second daughter. "It's worth a lot of money, master. Come on! Come on! " The two girls made a cheering move to song Yan, and then they left laughing. Song Yan smiled, then pushed open the door and went in. At the moment, Wang Ying has changed her bridal dress, put on a plain white dress and sat in front of the bronze mirror combing her black hair. When she heard song Yan enter the door, she did not look back, but said lightly: "you are back. Well! " Song Yan answered and strode up, reached for the comb in Wang Ying's hand and said softly, "I'll come." Wang Ying did not speak. Song Yan didn't care. She picked up the comb and gently combed it on her head. Wang Ying's hair is very good, especially soft. After a while, she combed it completely. After thinking about it, song Yan took a tape and tied her hair. She smiled and asked, "how about that? Not bad! " Wang Ying forced out a smile. Suddenly, song Yan bends over and hugs Wang Ying from behind. Suddenly, her body is stiff and the whole person seems to collapse tightly. "Take it easy, take it easy." Feeling this, song Yan whispered in her ear: "we are husband and wife now. Well! " Wang Ying nodded gently, and then her body relaxed slowly, but there was a light pink halo on her cool cheek. At this time, song Yan suddenly picked up Wang Ying and greeted her with a exclamation: "what do you want to do? Today is our wedding night, of course, to do what the couple should do! " Song Yan said with a smile. "Coco, I'm not ready. Maybe next time!" Wang Ying's voice was shaking, which showed that she was very nervous. Song Yan smiled coldly: "it's better to choose a day than to bump into it. What we have to go through sooner or later needs preparation! But! No, but! " Song Yan forcibly interrupts her words, and then lowers his head and kisses Wang Ying's little mouth. Suddenly, the body of the other party becomes stiff again, and his eyes are staring round and round, unbelievably at Song Yan. But gradually, she felt song Yan's tongue, which was disordered between her lips and teeth. A pretty face turned red and spread all the way to her ears. "Don't wait!" she cried subconsciously In her speech, song Yan's tongue is to grasp the chance to break through the teeth and capture the little fragrant tongue. At the moment when her little fragrant tongue was captured, a sense of crispness spread all over her body. The tense body softened slowly, and even her arms stretched out to hook song Yan's neck. After kissing for half a quarter of an hour, song Yancai released Wang Ying. Once she was free, she opened her mouth slightly and gasped desperately, just like the dehydrated fish. "Do you like it?" Song Yan leaned up to her ear and whispered. Suddenly, the shy Wang Ying became more and more shy and shook his head: "I don't know! Ha ha, since you don't know, let's go back! No! " Exclaimed, song Yan kissed Wang Ying again. [author's extras]: first, thank you [Wu, Xu] and [longxingtianxia 3366] for your great reward. Here we recommend a new book "one sword, Jiuzhou cold". You can go and have a look
"Be united forever, and let the bridegroom and the bride shed their blood to make a good marriage!" Along with the master's singing and drinking, another maid was carrying a tray covered with red cloth, which was opened with two fine needles, one gold and one silver. Wang Ying, dressed in red bridal makeup, took the silver needle and gently tied it on his index finger. A drop of blood fell from his fingers and dropped on the light. Then he looked at Song Yan. Song inkstone felt bad. The master of ceremonies then smiled and urged: "childe Chu, please drop blood! Good! " Song Yan hesitates to take up the gold needle and put it on his finger. Then a drop of blood rolls down and splashes on the lamp. Then he sees the concentric lamp suddenly shining. The flame turns into a big heart. All of a sudden, there was a burst of cheers from the surrounding guests. The master's voice rings again: "the tie concentric lamp is successful, the wedding ceremony is perfect, please send the bride to the bridal chamber!" While sitting in a higher position than the high hall, the Wang family leader saw this scene, with a big and profound smile on the corner of his mouth. Next is the feast time. The Wang family has a great reputation in Tianyang domain. Therefore, there are many people coming to the wedding, including many major doors and almost all major forces. People give face like this. Song Yan, who is the bridegroom, naturally wants to toast. So it took an hour and a half to finish a round of toast. "Please, my uncle!" As soon as song Yan finished his toast, a maid came to him and said. Under the guidance of the maid, song Yan enters a room. There are also banquet in this room. Besides the king's family leader, there are six semi God elders of the king's family. "I have seen the master and the elders!" Song Yan bent to salute. "Get up!" The head of the Wang family nodded: "Xiao Fan, cherish the next three days. In three days, you will enter the ancestral place of my Wang family with Wang Teng and Wang Yao to practice! Yes! " Song Yan nodded. "Go!" The head of the Wang family waved. When song Yan left the room, the head of the Wang family asked six semi God elders with a smile, "what do you think of this son? Good! " An old man. Another elder nodded with satisfaction: "it's true that his Qi and blood are just like the surging river, and his Yang God comes from the cultivation of five huangpin skills. No wonder his strength is comparable to Shenghai! Yes! " The Third Elder also nodded, his eyes flashed with regret: "it's a pity that he is not a son of my royal family, otherwise, when we enter the central region and train him with all our strength, we may become the Ninth level divine general!" No matter which race, the ultimate cultivation is half god. Breaking through half god can become God. There are also strengths and weaknesses of demigods, and the gap between different races is very large. Therefore, after the discussion of all ethnic groups, the strength of demigods is determined by the nine level gods. The first level gods will be the weakest, and the Ninth level gods will be the strongest. Generally speaking, as long as the human cultivators reach the middle of the half god period, they will have the strength of the first level God generals. The Ninth level God will be the strongest and closest to God. In the central region, only the forces with nine level divine generals can be called super forces. "For the sake of the king's family's access to the central region, we have to sacrifice him. Besides, although Wang Teng's qualification is not as good as that of the Chu fan, there is also the possibility of achieving the Ninth level divine general!" The Wang family leader said lightly. Song Yan, who was not far from the room, suddenly had a sneer on his lips. As expected, the Wang family didn't have a good heart! It's just that in the end, it's not known who's in the hole. It's up to the Wangs to greet the guests. Song Yanjing finishes the drink, so he goes directly to the new house. "Master." Poetry and joy are waiting outside the new house. "You two go to have a rest!" Song Yan said to the second daughter. "It's worth a lot of money, master. Come on! Come on! " The two girls made a cheering move to song Yan, and then they left laughing. Song Yan smiled, then pushed open the door and went in. At the moment, Wang Ying has changed her bridal dress, put on a plain white dress and sat in front of the bronze mirror combing her black hair. When she heard song Yan enter the door, she did not look back, but said lightly: "you are back. Well! " Song Yan answered and strode up, reached for the comb in Wang Ying's hand and said softly, "I'll come." Wang Ying did not speak. Song Yan didn't care. She picked up the comb and gently combed it on her head. Wang Ying's hair is very good, especially soft. After a while, she combed it completely. After thinking about it, song Yan took a tape and tied her hair. She smiled and asked, "how about that? Not bad! " Wang Ying forced out a smile. Suddenly, song Yan bends over and hugs Wang Ying from behind. Suddenly, her body is stiff and the whole person seems to collapse tightly. "Take it easy, take it easy." Feeling this, song Yan whispered in her ear: "we are husband and wife now. Well! " Wang Ying nodded gently, and then her body relaxed slowly, but there was a light pink halo on her cool cheek. At this time, song Yan suddenly picked up Wang Ying and greeted her with a exclamation: "what do you want to do? Today is our wedding night, of course, to do what the couple should do! " Song Yan said with a smile. "Coco, I'm not ready. Maybe next time!" Wang Ying's voice was shaking, which showed that she was very nervous. Song Yan smiled coldly: "it's better to choose a day than to bump into it. What we have to go through sooner or later needs preparation! But! No, but! " Song Yan forcibly interrupts her words, and then lowers his head and kisses Wang Ying's little mouth. Suddenly, the body of the other party becomes stiff again, and his eyes are staring round and round, unbelievably at Song Yan. But gradually, she felt song Yan's tongue, which was disordered between her lips and teeth. A pretty face turned red and spread all the way to her ears. "Don't wait!" she cried subconsciously In her speech, song Yan's tongue is to grasp the chance to break through the teeth and capture the little fragrant tongue. At the moment when her little fragrant tongue was captured, a sense of crispness spread all over her body. The tense body softened slowly, and even her arms stretched out to hook song Yan's neck. After kissing for half a quarter of an hour, song Yancai released Wang Ying. Once she was free, she opened her mouth slightly and gasped desperately, just like the dehydrated fish. "Do you like it?" Song Yan leaned up to her ear and whispered. Suddenly, the shy Wang Ying became more and more shy and shook his head: "I don't know! Ha ha, since you don't know, let's go back! No! " Exclaimed, song Yan kissed Wang Ying again. author's extras: first, thank you Wu, Xu and longxingtianxia 3366 for your great reward. Here we recommend a new book "one sword, Jiuzhou cold". You can go and have a look
