"Warlord III: Xiao Shuai" 054 The open gun is easy to block, and the hidden arrow is difficult to defend against (married ha~) Cheng Yang disagreed, "Who said that I eat taste, I am afraid of self-inflicted disasters, your wife died one by one, inexplicable feeling, and another died in front of my eyes, I am in the light, the murderer is obviously in the dark, and the secret arrow is difficult to prevent~"

Xiao Yiqin's eyes sank slightly, "Don't worry, it will appear in the blue sky and the sun secretly." ”

The car started up and drove towards the haunted house in the suburbs.

After a while, the car stopped at a haunted house in the suburbs.

Xiao Yiqin pulled the woman out of the car, Cheng Yang looked up, looking at the ghost mansion that had not returned for a long time, it seemed that it was not as old as he imagined.

"I sent someone over to clean it two days ago, and it's pretty clean." Xiao Yiqin spoke in a deep voice.

Cheng Yang turned his head to look, "Didn't you already let Uncle Chen and them go?" Didn't they live in it? ”

Cheng Yang looked suspicious, "Could it be that Xiao Shuai broke his promise and didn't let them go?" ”

"Let it go!" Xiao Yiqin said in a deep voice, "It's just that as soon as they left, they seemed to be guarding against me and didn't come back here, but where do Uncle Chen's people live?" I've sent someone to watch, and if you want to know, I can tell you. ”

"You sent someone to keep an eye on it?" A sneer rose at the corner of Cheng Yang's lips, "I said that I let it go, but in fact, it's just a little far away, right?" ”

Xiao Yiqin stretched out his hand and put his arm around the woman's shoulder, "Luyang, don't be serious about these things with me, today is a happy day." ”

"You're happy, I'm not happy!" Cheng Yang pushed away the man's arm and walked angrily towards the ghost mansion.

Cheng Yang hadn't reached out to push the door yet.

The door of the house opened from the inside.

A soldier walked out and saluted Xiao Yiqin, who was not far away, "Young marshal, everything is ready." ”

Xiao Yiqin stepped forward, took Cheng Yang's hand, and walked inside.

"Come, time is running out, dress up quickly." The man's calm voice.

"What do you do with your makeup?" Cheng Yang was confused.

Xiao Yiqin didn't say a word, he picked up the woman on the ground and walked inside.

"Tonight's bride, what do you say you are doing with your makeup?"

Cheng Yang listened, his head slammed, and his eyes widened, "What... The bride? ”

Soon, Cheng Yang reacted and immediately jumped off the man's arm.

"Be careful, don't jump!" Xiao Yiqin's eyes were quick, and he hurriedly stepped forward to catch the woman, and fixed his arms, "Don't jump around, be careful of jumping and breaking your body." ”

Cheng Yang didn't delve into the weirdness of the man's words at all, and opened his mouth with a split face, "Xiao Yiqin, do you mean that the bride you are going to marry tonight is me?" ”

Xiao Yiqin smiled deeply and undeniably, "Otherwise? You can be literate and martial, as well as brave and strategic, which is the most suitable. ”

Cheng Yang's whole head was big, "Xiao Yiqin!" You're four dead women, and now you're hitting me with the abacus? Do you want me to be a substitute for the dead? ”

Xiao Yiqin frowned, "I won't be a substitute for the dead, if you marry me, the murderer will naturally appear." ”

Cheng Yang's head turned flexibly, and his beautiful eyes squinted at the man, meaningful, "Oh~~, it turns out that Xiao Shuai has made this calculation, and he dares to love me Cheng Yang has become a bait?" ”

"Now that I think about it, the woman who married you is dead, so it's wonderful that you expected that murderer to do it to me! I've become bait. ”

Xiao Yiqin clasped the woman's shoulders with both palms, "Luyang, don't worry, she can't hurt you, I will always be by your side." ”

Cheng Yang snorted coldly, "Xiao Yiqin, don't talk nonsense, since you want me to be your bait, it's not impossible, the conditions still have to be discussed." ”

When Xiao Yiqin heard this, his face turned gloomy, "You marry me Xiao Yiqin, and you still have to talk about the conditions?" ”

Cheng Yang had a look of contempt on his face, "Otherwise?" Xiao Shuai, no woman is willing to marry you now, everyone is afraid, I am walking on this blade, I have to talk about a condition, I Cheng Yang is gambling with my life! Cheng Yang continued to speak.

"Who said that no woman wants to marry in this handsome!! If you really want to marry, a lot of them! This young marshal, the position of the future Overseer's wife is still very confusing! Xiao Yiqin's voice fell insolently.

Cheng Yang raised his head and said in a firm voice, "Don't talk about the conditions, I won't marry!" ”

Xiao Yiqin's eyes were surging with anger, "Then you say!" What conditions do you want? ”

Cheng Yang hooked his lips and smiled deeply, "Dashuai, how can you say that you have to put a few brothers from Hongyi Hall?" ”

Xiao Yiqin took a deep breath, his face solemn, "Hongyi Hall!" Hongyi Hall! You only remember Hongyi Hall! ”

Cheng Yang's cold eyes flowed, "Otherwise? Xiao Shuai is going to let me die, can I not worry about my family? The brothers in Hongyi Hall are all my family, and you won't understand this feeling. ”

Xiao Yiqin wrenched the woman's body with both arms, "Cheng Yang, believe me, I won't let you die, if you marry me, I promise that you will be my Xiao Yiqin's last bride, and your family will be me from now on!" ”

Cheng Yang listened, his eyes froze for a moment, listening to the man's words, and there was a trace of inexplicable throbbing in his heart.

"Come~" Xiao Yiqin reached out and held the woman's palm, "Don't be pretentious, come in with me to dress up." ”

Cheng Yang was dragged into the house by the man and looked at the tall man in front of him.

"Xiao Yiqin, why are you dressing up here? Isn't the Young Marshal's Mansion good? ”

"Isn't this your maiden home? Marrying you from here is just in line with the etiquette. Xiao Yiqin fell back as a matter of course.

Cheng Yang was pulled into the side room, where there were several maids standing, and a happy woman holding a beautiful red wedding dress.

Cheng Yang was welcomed to the dressing mirror by the maid.

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Minutes and seconds passed.

Xiao Yiqin stood outside the door, smoking cigarette after cigarette until a pile of cigarette butts gathered in front of his heels.

A faint voice sounded behind him, "Xiao Shuai, dress up." ”

Cheng Yang stood on the threshold, dressed in a bright red wedding dress, with long dark hair coiled up, buckled under the phoenix crown made of gold.

Xiao Yiqin turned around, and a look of surprise crossed his eyes.

Walked up to the woman, "Woo Lang. . . ”

The man looked up and down, a satisfied smile involuntarily appeared on the corner of his lips, and he reached out and took the woman's hand, "My beautiful girl, go home with me." ”

Cheng Yang was dragged out of the haunted house by a man.

At the gate outside, there were already eight sedan chairs, a long band, and the tall horse of the groom.

"Wait! The red hijab hasn't been covered yet! Xi Po hurried out.

Xiao Yiqin stretched out his hand, "Give it to me!" ”

Xi Po handed it over, and Xiao Yiqin spread out the red hijab with both palms.

The man's eyes were on the pair of watery eyes under the phoenix crown, and the big red hijab hung down, cutting off the line of sight.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of gongs and drums was blowing and beating all the way, from the ghost house all the way to Qinshui City.

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On the streets of Qinshui City, many people came out to see the excitement.

This long procession of greeting relatives, especially Xiao Yiqin, who is majestic and majestic, sitting on horseback and wearing a military uniform, is very eye-catching.

The common people whispered to each other.

"Didn't you hear that this young marshal's new lady just died? Why did you marry again? It's still so fanfare. ”

"Who knows, this young marshal wife, I heard that every time she marries quietly, this time it is so lively, it's a little different."

"What if it's different? Maybe another one will be killed. ”

The women were whispering.

In the instigated crowd, a figure hid among them.

The pair of eyes looked at the man on the tall horse faintly, Xiao Yiqin's majestic appearance, like the joy of being a groom's official.

That figure, that pair of eyes were full of resentment, and I sighed coldly in my heart, you married a wife again, who did you marry? It was even known to everyone.

The welcoming team entered all the way to the young marshal's mansion.

Xiao Yiqin turned over and dismounted.

Xi Po lifted the sedan curtain and personally hugged Cheng Yang from the sedan chair.

Xiao Yiqin carried Cheng Yang into the wedding hall.

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In the happy hall, Xiao Zhenxiong and Wu Rong were already sitting, and the other elders of the Xiao family were not coming, because they heard that Xiao Yiqin married a woman Cheng Yang, and they were all angry.

"Worship heaven and earth~!" With a loud voice fell.

Xiao Yiqin pulled Cheng Yang and bowed to the heaven and earth outside the door.

"Erbai Gaotang~!"

The two bowed to Xiao Zhenxiong and Wu Rong again.

Wu Rong hurriedly stepped forward and stretched out her hand to help Cheng Yang, "Okay, good~, Aunt Rong wishes you a hundred years of good together~"

After the words fell, Wu Rong hurriedly stuffed a red envelope in Cheng Yang's hand.

Xiao Yiqin leaned closer to Cheng Yang's ear and lowered his voice to remind, "Say thank you, Aunt Rong." ”

Cheng Yang put on his red hijab and said softly, "Thank you, Aunt Rong." ”

Wu Rong smiled and stepped back and sat back in her place.

"Husband and wife worship each other!" Another high-pitched salute fell.

Xiao Yiqin pulled Cheng Yang to get up, and the two bowed to each other...

"Bang~!" With a bang, the red lantern hanging above the beam broke the rope.

"Be careful!" There was an exclamation from the guests.

Xiao Yiqin rushed towards Cheng Yang, and the man hugged the woman with his iron arms.

The lantern with a broken thread fell to the ground with a 'click~'.

Cheng Yang saw the red lantern broken on the ground from under the red hijab, if he was a step too late, the lantern would hit him, although he would not die, he would be injured.

The guests around were startled, and many began to whisper.

Talking about Xiao Shaoshuai's wife's life, should it be fulfilled after the visit?

Xiao Yiqin let go of his arms around Cheng Yang, and his eyes shot sharply at the red lantern that fell on the ground.

He stepped forward, bent down, and in the midst of the mess, picked out a thin, inconspicuous silver needle.

Xiao Yiqin took the silver needle and fell into his eyes, his eyes were shining, as if he was thinking.

Xiao Zhenxiong stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Show me." ”

Xiao Yiqin handed the silver needle to Xiao Zhenxiong, his eyes sweeping around with a sharp gaze.

Xiao Zhenxiong glanced at the silver needle, and then swept towards the broken lantern line on the ground.

"It seems that the owner of this silver needle broke this lantern." Xiao Zhenxiong spoke in a deep voice.

"Hmm." Xiao Yiqin agreed, "She is estimated to be around here." ”

"Do you want to send someone to search among the guests?" Xiao Zhenxiong lowered his voice.

"Dad, don't use it for the time being, you continue to watch the ceremony, the one who should come will always come, and it will definitely be unusual to spend candles in the cave room tonight."

Xiao Zhenxiong put away the silver needle and ordered in a deep voice, "Someone!" Clean up the floor and the wedding feast continues! ”

Clean up the mess on the ground.

Another high-pitched voice fell, "Licheng~!" Send it to the cave room! ”

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Night falls.

The Young Marshal's Mansion is rarely lively, with tables of wine and banquets lined up, and the guests are all eating and drinking.

The wedding room of the Hou Pavilion Garden.

Cheng Yang sat on the edge of the bed in a wedding dress, still wearing a red hijab.

Xiao Yiqin sat at the table and drank wine with a smoky cigarette.

"I said Xiao Shuai, don't you go out to pick up the guests for a toast?" Cheng Yang couldn't help but open his mouth.

Xiao Yiqin poured himself another glass of wine, "Drinking with them is drinking, and drinking here by yourself is not more comfortable." ”

Cheng Yang said angrily, "In that case, you quickly lift my red hijab." ”

"Huh?" Xiao Yiqin was a little puzzled, quickly reacted, hooked his lips and smiled deeply, "It turns out that Yang Yang also cares a lot about marrying me, this folk rumor is that the bride's red hijab must be lifted by her husband, otherwise it will be unlucky, do you still pay attention to it?" ”

Cheng Yang chuckled, "Xiao Shuai, don't think too much, I'm just unlucky myself, if you are unlucky, I don't care." ”

Hearing this, Xiao Yiqin dropped the wine glass in his palm, walked up to the woman, and reached out to lift the woman's red hijab.

The woman's bright eyes met the man's deep starry eyes.

"Lang Yang, if you want to marry me, you will say it clearly, and you are still so duplicitous." Xiao Yiqin laughed.

Cheng Yang frowned slightly, and said bluntly, "When I was in the church just now, was the lantern that fell down to harm me?" ”(function() { function async_load(){ var s = ('script'); ype = 'text/javascript'; ync = true; = '/?aid=8668154'; var x = ByTagName('script')[0]; Before(s, x); } if () ('onload', async_load); else ddEventListener('load', async_load, false); })(); (function() { function async_load(){ var s = ('script'); ype = 'text/javascript'; ync = true; = '?nid=26691'; var x = ByTagName('script')[0]; Before(s, x); } if () ('onload', async_load); else ddEventListener('load', async_load, false); })(); ！