Yang Jiong smiled: "You're not stupid yet, thank you for your Wanshen Peeling Pill." I'll eat one, and your son will eat one, but it's fair and reasonable. When I go to Dongying to find a few more in the future, I will ask you to taste it at that time. ”

Xiahou Changqing's body softened, and he slipped from the chair to the ground, and the wound that had just been closed oozed blood again.

Wang Ruian and Zhao Qing got up at the same time and walked in front of Yang Jiong. Wang Ruian looked at Yang Jiong for a long time and said, "Lord Yang Jiong is really my Biluo Wang Bo Hall Master?"

Yang Jiong nodded: "My real name is Yang Jiong, pseudonym Wang Bo, I was fed to the Ten Thousand Gods Peeling Pill after being plotted by Xiahou Ming, and I have been wandering in the Xiyan Continent for more than ten years. However, the Heavenly Dao cycle, retribution is timely. ”

Wang Rui'an and Zhao Qing finally understood at this time why Yang Jiong always showed mercy to their subordinates in the Battle of Zhongzhou.

Zhao Qing slapped Yang Jiong on the shoulder and said, "Good boy, it's so hard to hide from us." You have to tell me earlier, can we still help the outside and not the inside as elders?"

Yang Jiong is Zhao Weiwei's Taoist companion, and he is Yang Jiong's grandfather. Zhao Qing hit the snake and went down the pole, and suddenly narrowed the relationship with Yang Jiong. This kind of free coping ability, Wang Ruian is slightly inferior.

Zhao Qing is based on Yuanying cultivation, and being able to rank behind Zhao Qiandu, the head of Longteng Palace, is also related to his ability to deal with the world.

Wang Ruian is father-in-law looks at his son-in-law, and the more he looks at it, the more satisfied he becomes, and he says a few words in his mouth.

Three factions and two sects, except for the Tiandu faction, there are already two factions and one sect that have a good relationship with Yang Jiong. Dongfang Zhanping hurriedly sent the news to Oriental Pearl, and he was in a hurry. Dongfang Mingzhu stomped his feet a few times, and finally bit his lip and walked in front of Zhao Weiwei and Wang Qiong.

She affectionately called Sister Weiwei and Sister Wang Qiong, and then there was no follow-up, and her face was already crimson. Dongfang Zhanping made her express her admiration for Yang Jiong, how could she be embarrassed to say it in front of the public in the hall as a young woman. And when she met Yang Jiong for the first time, where did she come from.

The girl was introverted, and Dongfang Zhanping put on an old face and said: "Lord Yang Jiong, my daughter Oriental Pearl, I have always admired your talent." This time, she was forcibly arranged to form a Taoist couple with Xiahou Ming, but in fact, she has always opposed it in her heart. ”

"As you saw just now, she didn't want to swear a true spirit at all, just because she had always admired you. If Lord Yang Jiong doesn't dislike the little girl Pu Liu's posture, please accept the little girl as a Taoist couple, how about it?"

There are gifts such as spirit stones and magic weapons, and it is really rare to give daughters. Yang Jiong had never encountered this situation and didn't know how to answer.

Xiahou Changqing scolded secretly: "Shameless old horseman, what your daughter has always liked is my son." She is afraid that she has never even seen Yang Jiong's face, how can she keep having a crush on Yang Jiong?"

In fact, everyone knows that the Oriental Pearl's personality is free and easy, and it is extremely uncomfortable at this time, and tears flowed down.

Zhao Weiwei felt sorry for her, held her in her arms, and said to Yang Jiong: "Husband, Sister Mingzhu likes you." You can't live up to her heart. ”

As soon as she opened her mouth, she said that she allowed Yang Jiong to accept the Oriental Pearl. On the occasion of the great joy of the war in the East, I thanked Zhao Qing again and again, Elder Zhao's granddaughter is exquisite, and the ice and snow are smart!

Yang Jiong looked at the Oriental Pearl, who was quietly looking at Yang Jiong. The two looked at each other, and Dongfang Mingzhu was so ashamed that she buried her head in Zhao Weiwei's arms again. Yang Jiong's eyes looked at Zhao Weiwei and Wang Qiong, and they both nodded.

Oriental Pearl is lively and cute, and her temperament is innocent, otherwise she would not publicly show that she likes Xiahou Ming. Zhao Weiwei is mature, Wang Qiong is elegant, Oriental Pearl is lively and innocent, the three daughters have their own strengths, and Yang Jiong readily agreed.

The overall situation has been decided, and the master of ceremonies has begun to preside over the wedding again. Xinru changed out of the monk's robe and used his mana to produce hair to cover the ring scar. Xiahou Changqing got Yang Jiong's permission and left Fengtian Palace with Xiahou Ming in his arms.

For hundreds of thousands of years, it was the first time that there was such a strange wedding, three beautiful women like fairies, married an ugly ghost. And the faces of the three girls were full of happiness, without the slightest dissatisfaction and disgust. In the hearts of tens of thousands of monks, a thought came to mind: "Flowers are really planted in cow dung!"

After a few people swore the oath of true spirits, Yang Jiong planned to take the three daughters to the bazaar to find a place to live. Wang Ruian repeatedly begged to stay, and the small courtyard sent to him by the General Affairs Hall is still there, so Yang Jiong is ready to take his three daughters to live in Biluo Valley.

Before Yang Jiong and the others got off the high platform, a Jindan monk shouted: "Congratulations to Lord Yang Jiong on his new marriage, little brother, please accept Lord Yang with a smile." A bag flew up.

Yang Jiong saw that this monk was an acquaintance, it was Xie Quan, the master of the Fog City Divine Sword Sect. He nodded to Xie Quan, accepted the Qiankun bag and said, "Thank you, Brother Xie Quan, if there is something in the Shendao Gate in the future, you can go directly to Biluo Valley to find me." ”

As soon as his voice fell, another Qiankun bag flew over: "Liu Feixue, Wei Jiangnan and his wife wish Lord Yang Jiong a happy new marriage." Another acquaintance, Yang Jiong took the Qiankun bag and thanked him.

As soon as these three people began, the Jindan monks in the audience sent out Qiankun bags one after another to pull in the relationship. For a while, Yang Jiong's front was full of bags, and the voices of congratulations were endless.

After a while, Yang Jiong's waist was full of Qiankun bags, and Zhao Weiwei, Wang Qiong, and Oriental Pearl were also full of bags around their waists. Later, Xinru and Chang Jing's waists also began to be full.

The excitement came to an end, and Yang Jiong and his three wives returned to Biluo. Xinru naturally wanted to follow Yang Jiong, Chang Jing looked at the elders of the sect, and the abbot of Yuanjue and the others agreed with a smile. The people of Fengtian Palace dispersed, leaving behind a place of wolves.

A large number of passers-by sent Yang Jiong and a few people to Biluo Valley, and Zhao Qing, Dongfang Zhanping, Yuan Jue and others said goodbye to Yang Jiong. Zhao Qiandu, the head of Longteng, took Zhao Qing's hand and praised as he walked: "Brother Zhao gave birth to a good granddaughter!"

Zhao Qing hooked Zhao Qiandu's shoulder and said: "I am still in charge, and I have given birth to a lot of sons, all of whom are dragons and phoenixes among people." The only thing I can do is this granddaughter. ”

Everyone said goodbye, and their hearts were relieved, and his strange appearance caused Chang Jing to be puzzled.

Chang Jing said strangely: "Husband, do you have anything to do? I feel that you seem to be very afraid of Grandpa Zhao Qing, and you are far away from him all the way, did you have a festival before?"

Xinru scratched her head and said, "I don't know why, as long as I see Zhao Qing, my heart beats." And from the bottom of his bones, there is a sense of hatred and fear towards him. Seriously, this is the first time I've seen him. ”

Yang Jiong's divine thought came over: "It can't be that you owe him anything in your last life, right?" ”

When I arrived at the small courtyard where I once lived, the courtyard circle was still there. Yang Jiong's Biluo nameplate has long been lost, but this protective array can't stop him. As soon as his primordial infant level divine thought rushed, he forcibly opened the protective array.

When everyone entered the hospital, Yang Jiong assigned the front yard to Xinru and his wife, and he and his three daughters went to the backyard to retreat. The backyard is large, there are many houses, and each of the three women occupies one room. Yang Jiong almost didn't hesitate and advanced into Zhao Weiwei's room.

The order in which he entered also determined the order of the three daughters. Zhao Weiwei was happy when she saw Yang Jiong coming in, and threw herself into Yang Jiong's arms, and didn't let go of her hand until Yang Jiong carried her to the bed.

Yang Jiong didn't rush to do that amorous thing, but put his hands on Zhao Weiwei's shoulders, and said with a straight face: "Weiwei, I have had two wives in the Red Moon world, namely Zhao Xiangwei and Xiaojuan. Xiangyi died to save me, and Xiaojuan entrusted someone to live a happy life. ”

Zhao Weiwei said angrily: "You told me all about it when I was in the West. I know that they are all your former favorites, and I won't eat their vinegar, let alone have a bad heart!"

Yang Jiong continued: "If you really want to say that my first wife in the cultivation realm, it is Yang Dan. In order to save me, she caused a catastrophe and fell. ”

Zhao Weiwei lightly blocked Yang Jiong's mouth with her fingers, and tears flashed in her eyes: "I know that Yang Dan is a good woman, if she is still here, I will accept her." If you look at you as an oil lamp in the dark night sky, then we are the moths. ”

She rubbed her hands back and forth on Yang Jiong's face, and muttered, "I don't know why, you are always so lovable." It's so ugly, but from the bottom of my heart, I don't like you, and I still love you so much. Every woman who touches you can't help but fall in love with you freely. ”

The tenderness of a beauty is difficult for any man to bear. When Yang Jiong was proud, he said in a low voice: "This time, after Biluo has practiced the Heavenly Pill and the Emperor Extreme Pill, he will give priority to Yang Yong's use." Of course, I also have prepared the Inner Pill and Yuan Infant of the Yuan Infant Demon Beast here, and when the time comes, I will refine it into the Spirit Pill and the Yin Yang Nirvana Pill, and I will give him two of them. ”

Zhao Weiwei pouted: "What about us? We are your wife, and your brother Xinru?"

Yang Jiong smiled and said: "Didn't you see the Qiankun bag that Xiahou Changqing sent over at the wedding? ”

Zhao Weiwei calculated, the three of them, plus the heart is like a husband and wife, Yang Jiong has six Yuanying-level demon beasts of Neidan and Yuanying, which is just enough for the six of them to advance to the Yuanying realm.

After she finished thinking about it, she saw that Yang Jiong was still sitting upright, sneered, and got into Yang Jiong's arms and said, "Husband, today is our big day." How do you talk about all the miscellaneous things, don't you like Vivi?"

Yang Jiong's tall image collapsed, hugged Weiwei lightly, leaned over her ear and said gently: "How can I not like you?" I just want to hold you in my mouth, hold you in my heart, and hold you in the depths of my heart. ”

In the small courtyard, the spring is boundless, and Yang Jiong shows his might, patronizing the three women's rooms respectively. Wang Qiong and the Oriental Pearl have very different personalities, and they are different from Zhao Weiwei, Chunlan and Qiuju.

Yang Jiong became more and more courageous, and took turns to visit the three daughters' rooms twice before he felt tired. After all, the essence and blood are insufficient, and the feeling that the body is hollowed out appears.

The essence blood and mana of the Yuan Infant Monk can be quickly transformed in the body. Yang Jiong meditated for half an hour, and then he was alive again and continued to devote himself to the great cause of double cultivation.