Mrs. Lan's excited mood seemed to turn around, slapped the table fiercely, and said angrily to Aunt Yan on the ground: "The ancestral hall of the Lan family, how can outsiders be allowed to step on it easily, and don't get out quickly." ”

"Mrs. Tai!" Aunt Yan also wants to argue with reason, she is Mrs. Lan's maid in marriage, and she has been by her side for many years, and she can be a confidant, where has she been blamed or even beaten with a stick. "I heard that Chonghua has sent someone over, if Huaishan knows about Miss Linlang, he will ...... with Chonghua."

Lan Qingruo immediately interrupted when she heard this, "I'll marry." ”

Whether it is a misunderstanding or not, whether it is greasy or not, she is willing to marry.

The head of the Shen family inherited the Huaishan family business and welcomed the eldest daughter of the Lan family as a wife, but not the daughter of the Chonghua Xie family. She can accept Xiao Li's mother as her own wife, but she can't accept Shizun's wife becoming a woman of the Xie family.

Marry Shizun, marry ......!!!

Lan Linlang has died, and the Lan family urgently needs a person from the clan to complete this wedding, achieve this in-law, and tie up the Huaishan Shen family.

In front of her was Mrs. Lan, who was looking forward to it, and Aunt Yan, who was grateful, accepting this established fact, Lan Qingruo's mind was suddenly filled with countless voices, which made her breathing difficult and almost unbearable.

All the memories of the master and the words that the master said to him all lingered in his ears, and even Meng Zhong's ambiguous words slipped through his heart. If this person is her! If this person is her, then the loneliness and sadness of the master four hundred years later, and the helplessness and incomprehension of the master, are all because of herself.

Leaving the ancestral hall, he stood under the dead tree and stared at the sparkling weak water river, and fell into infinite contemplation.

Mrs. Lan and Aunt Yan sang a double reed in the ancestral hall, and she was not unaware.

It's ridiculous that Lan Linlang died of incense, but she didn't even set up the mourning hall, and I don't know if it was because she ran away from marriage again. Even his own life experience, Lan Qingruo heard ridiculous statements.

Back then, the Lan family gave birth to twin baby girls, but when the Demon Domain attacked the River Styx, the people of the Lan family accidentally let one of the baby girls fall into the weak water river, although the Lan family crossed the weak water without injury, but it was just a newborn baby, and there were demon beasts under the River Styx, the chance of survival was really slim. Coincidentally, he came out of the weak water, and his appearance was very similar to Lan Linlang, and the power of blood traction. Naturally, Mrs. Lan decided that she was the baby girl who fell into the weak water back then.

Oh, how could the baby girl who fell into weak water twenty years ago appear four hundred years later, could it be that she can still play a crossing from time to time, thinking that this is a game?

Although she didn't know what the situation was, Mrs. Lan insisted on justifying her name. Marrying into Huaishan as the eldest lady of the Lan family, she became the most suitable chess piece for this family marriage.

Good sad beginning.

But as long as she thinks that the person she marries is a master, it makes her excited and unattached. Four hundred years later, the master is indifferent and silent, but he is protective of himself in every way. The Master of 400 Years Ago...... I can't help but think of the young boy with water droplets on the tips of the Lishui River, and he doesn't even know what lust is. I won't use bamboo chopsticks awkwardly, and I'll blush when I tease myself.

How did such a master become what he was later, is it because he is not good enough in his wife's identity?

I secretly laughed in my heart, when I first saw Kunlun Xuantianmen, she had an outstanding demeanor and beautiful clothes, not only did many female monks in Kunlun lose their minds and move their minds, but they were not. It's just that he disguised himself well, deceived others, and deceived himself. Otherwise, how could he know that the day when the master and his wife Lishui met for the first time had come, and rushed to find the whereabouts of Miss Lan, thinking that he had missed it, how could he lack bitterness in his heart. How could Aunt Yan say that the Xie family had already sent someone on the road, and hastily accepted this marriage, for fear that something would happen.

Lan Qingruo, why not generously admit that you are already unbearable to be an apprentice.

……

Huai Mountain's marriage with the River Styx is also a big deal for the cultivation realm, although the Shen family's power is no longer there. But no matter the Xie family, the Qi family, or the Yue family, they all have to give face to the two families, and for this invitation, even if the head of the family himself did not go to congratulate him in person, he also sent the next heir to be present.

However, to a certain extent, the Lan family is more lively than the Shen family. Not only is the degree of attention different, but also that although the Lan family is at the end of the family, the foundation is still there, just waiting for the head of the Lan family to grow up, Mrs. Lan should control the overall situation and stabilize the position of the family.

In addition to the arrangement that the Shen family should have for the wedding, they did not see half of the joy. Shen Yuan, the lord of Huai Mountain, even avoided the guests on the grounds of retreat, which made everyone lack interest.

"Are you really going to go ahead with this marriage?"

In the inner hall, Meng Zhong held a folding fan in his hand and tapped his palm with the rhythm of the unknown rhythm, and asked seriously and seriously. He has been friends with Shen Yuan for many years, and he can be called close friends, plus he has always been casual and does not touch vulgar things, and he has never spoken to others so cautiously.

Shen Yuan lowered his eyebrows and looked sideways, and there was a faint smile in his amber eyes, "I thought you came today to congratulate me on my wedding." ”

The wedding book has been written, the guests have arrived, and the sedan chair is ready to go. Isn't it superfluous to have a difference in marriage at this moment.

"Shen Yuan, you should know that as soon as today passes, the bride enters the door. There is no way back, then Miss Lan has a heart, how can the daughter of elopement be worthy of your wife, the mother of Huaishan. Meng Zhong didn't believe that Shen Yuan hadn't carefully checked this so-called Miss Lan, anyway, from the news he received, this eldest lady was a great person.

Although the Lan family is mysterious, how can there be no news if you have a heart. Cultivation is completely ruined, like a fool. Cheating in the boudoir and eloping with someone. He also exported and vowed not to marry into Huaishan to be a widow.

This eldest lady is a thousand miles worse than Xie Jiajinse. Meng Zhong knew very well that Xie Jinse's admiration for Shen Yuan, it was said that when the news of Shen Yuan's marriage reached Chonghua, Jinse fell out with the head of the Xie family. The head of the Xie family cherished his daughter, and once sent someone to Huaishan to try to marry the Shen family, but was rejected by the Shen family.

"When did I say that she would become the housewife of the Shen family, but it is just an ornament, and it is worth your thoughts?" These days, the people who come to congratulate each other have a lot of courtesies on the surface, but who is not openly mocking and sarcastic behind their backs, saying that he Shen Yuan is wearing a green hat before he is married.

He didn't care about it, it was just a deal, and everyone took what they needed. How about the Xie family, and what about the eldest lady of the Lan family?

…… It doesn't make any difference who is not the person in the heart. Shen Yuan felt bitter in his heart, listening to a few words of congratulations coming from the outer courtyard from time to time, and couldn't help but think: Will she come?

Judging from her clothing cultivation, she must also be from a Xiuzhen celebrity, or an immortal cultivation sect such as Penglai Shushan. Will she know about her wedding, and curiously come to find out so that she can see her again.

From tomorrow onwards, he will be someone else's husband, and he will no longer be qualified to think of her and think of her in his heart.

"Even if it's a decoration, you should marry a pleasing one, and you can't accept any cat or dog. Meng Zhong spoke unkindly, crying out for Shen Yuan. If he didn't know that this Miss Lan was also a widow when she married in, he would definitely ask Shen Yuan to dispel this idea.

It's all my own fault, when I noticed that there was a movement on the bank of the Lishui River, I searched for my conscience, otherwise how could I know that it was already a boat. Suddenly, there was a feeling that a good cabbage had been gnawed by a wild boar.

Shen Yuan retracted his thoughts, shook his head and said, "My mind has been decided, and there will be no changes. Seeing Meng Zhong's angry and angry look, he smiled helplessly, "If you are still my friend, I will definitely drink a few more cups later, Huaishan has nothing else, there are a few jars of centuries-old wine." ”

The Shen family's sedan chair came to the door, accompanied by the earth-shattering sound of firecrackers and the cry of joy with the children, and the door of the Lan family's boudoir was opened. The bride held the jade Ruyi in her hand, accompanied by congratulations and praises, and walked straight to the sedan chair leading to the high platform on the red carpet.

The combination of the cultivation realm is generally far away, and if it is like a mortal marriage, it will be on foot. I don't know that the year of the monkey can only reach Huaishan, so the monk's sedan chair is mostly a sedan chair man who is not weak in practice, and he travels all the way with a sword. The journey that would have taken several months has been shortened to just half a day.

Lan Qingruo kept nervously following the footsteps of the bride, until she sat in the sedan chair and the curtain fell to her heart. The sedan chair man lifted the sedan chair and bumped three times towards the position of the Lan family ancestral hall, meaning to thank the ancestors, and bumped three times towards the position of the main courtyard, representing gratitude to the head of the family. Only then did he raise the long sword and raise the sedan chair and gallop towards the man's house.

That swaying almost didn't turn Lan Qingruo out of the sedan chair, not to say that he shook it gently, how could it be like dumping goods. In front of the public, in full view, if you throw yourself out, it will be a shame to lose face to your grandmother's house.

At the same time, a tragic thing was happening in the Zhong family in Jinyang City.

The corpses were all over the ground, countless maids and women, and little scholars were disemboweled, and their intestines slipped out of their bodies mixed with blood.

The young and beautiful little woman was looking at the black-clothed witch sitting on the throne in horror, holding her stomach and begging, "Please, don't kill me, don't kill me!"

The black-clothed witch looked at the ants on the ground, and said with a cold smile: "Don't worry, the slave family won't kill you, but only want to use the child in your womb." ”

"Kid...... Don't hurt my child. The little woman knelt and crawled to the feet of the black-clothed witch, her pale face had long since disappeared, "Sister Linlang, my sister knows that I am sorry for you, but my sister is also a woman, how can I bear my beloved husband holding other women, how can I bear other women giving birth to children in advance." Sister, please let this child go for your husband's sake. ”

The black-clothed witch proudly pointed the little woman's chin with her toes, and said softly with arrogance and pretending pity: "Madame, I'm afraid she has recognized the wrong person, and the slave family is not your so-called sister Linlang." ”

The gorgeous and evil eyes, full of purple and black aura, with the unique aura of the demon race. The fingertips stretched out and landed on the woman's stomach, and in an instant, the blood flowed along the curve of the lower body, accompanied by the woman's painful wail and infinite sorrow. The witch lowered her body, her lips stopped at the woman's ear, and said with a cold smile: "If you go to the underworld, remember to tell Yan Jun and Hades that you died in whose hands." There is no one in your mouth in this world, and the slave family is the messenger of the demon world. ”

The little woman soon died of blood, unable to say a word before she died, whether she regretted it, whether she did not think that not long ago she was still fantasizing about how happy the family would be after the birth of the child. The next moment, it was tragically destroyed. 166 Reading Network