Seeing the young man with raging flames rising above and below his body in front of him, the bandit black god had to think that the other party was really the god of fire. "Words * love * first * hair

The bandit black god still remembers that he once asked the boy's name that night, and the other party was the fire god's grandfather who answered.

"How is that possible?!"

When he watched the arrows shot at the boy turn to ashes in the fire without exception, the two eyes of the bandit black god were about to pop outreads(); A product of wealth. Moreover, many of the little minions around him have stopped shooting arrows, and even put down the bows in their hands, hesitating whether to kneel down and bow to the god of fire.

Finally stimulated the small flame in his body, Cong Ye didn't care about why the color of the flame had changed, raised the stick in both hands, and rushed towards the gate of the village with big strides.

In total, he was not a few steps away from the bandit black god, and as soon as he crossed the half of the stone wall, Cong Ye couldn't wait to cover his head and face and slash down.

"Mom, it's really Grandpa Vulcan."

With an exclamation, the little minions around the bandit black god unexpectedly dispersed.

Cong Ye was also shocked by the change of the small flames on his body, it turned out that as he smashed a stick vigorously, due to the vigorous exhalation between his mouth and nose, he actually spewed out a long tongue of fire, and the iron rod had not yet reached the bandit black god who was blinded, and the tongue of fire that erupted from his mouth and nose had already burned the bandit black god into a living person.

It's just that in the blink of an eye, there was no trace of the bandit black god being burned, so that when the iron rod in Cong Ye's hand smashed down, only a dull "poof" was heard.

With the death of the bandit black god, the other minions in the cottage scattered and ran away, and the anger in Cong Ye's chest gradually subsided, and the flames on his body disappeared. Naturally, the wounds were already intact.

He was about to raise his feet and want to go to the black god's lair to have a look, but suddenly found the bow on the ground that was once in the hands of the bandit black god.

"How is it possible, everything else is burned out, why is this bow intact?!"

Bending down and stretching out his hand, as soon as he grabbed it, Cong Ye couldn't help but be a little surprised, a seemingly inconspicuous bow weighed nearly 100 catties, almost half the weight of his iron rod.

With the bow in his hand, which was not afraid of the power of a small flame, he walked towards the cottage. In the cottage that has long been empty, there is no huge wealth imagined by Cong Ye, I don't know if it was hidden in some secret place by the bandit black god, or it was robbed by the minion who fled just now.

The leaves turned around and walked down the mountain, and as soon as they reached the halfway point of the mountain, they already found the black crowd at the foot of the mountain.

It turned out that Cong Ye left in the morning, and Cao Wei's parents spread the news that their son-in-law was going to attack Heifeng Village. Although few people believed that a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy could defeat the bandit Black God who had no arrows, out of anger at the bandit Black God for spoiling the girl, many people spontaneously rushed over in groups.

Although he didn't dare to rush up the mountain, he caught a lot of small minions who fled in all directions.

From their mouths, they already knew that the new son-in-law of the Cao family in Shanglong Village was really brave, not only killed the bandit black god who was rampant and even the government had no way to do it, but also, from the mouth of the minion, he actually heard that the new son-in-law of the Cao family was the god of fire, and he used the fire that came out of his body to burn the bandit black god to death.

However, when everyone saw that there were a lot of blood stains on his clothes, his hair and eyebrows were intact, he was carrying a big iron rod on his left shoulder, and the son-in-law of the Cao family was carrying the big bow that the bandit black god used to use on his right shoulder, where did he look like a god of fire?

"Husband?!"

"Master?!"

"Official?!"

Instead, they suddenly appeared, and the thirteen fairies who surrounded the young man stole the limelight. Everyone pointed their fingers and said:

"Look, the one in the apricot yellow dress is the daughter of the Cao family."

"What about the other twelve girls?"

"I heard that I came with the son-in-law of the Cao family, and I have long been the woman of the son-in-law of the Cao family. Femdom Wu Zhou. ”

"Doesn't that mean that the daughter of the Cao family married someone else and became the thirteenth aunt?"

"Old plum, don't say that grapes are sour if you can't eat them. Don't talk about the thirteenth aunt, if the young man is willing to accept your daughter as the thirty-third aunt, you will be happy and upset. ”

Just as Cong Ye was comforting the girls around him, Cao Wei's father, that is, Cong Ye's father-in-law Cao Zheng, came up and asked Cong Ye in a low voice:

"Virtuous son-in-law, the neighbors want to hold a god-destroying ceremony for the virtuous son-in-law, and the time is set for this afternoon, so let the father come over and inform the virtuous son-in-law."

Cong Ye is not uncommon, there is no grand ceremony, but for his father-in-law who has become respectful to himself, Cong Ye still can't bear to refute his face. Especially when he saw that Cao Wei was already having little stars in her eyes, Cong Ye nodded and agreed.

What girl doesn't want her husband to get ahead, especially in this backwoods?

"Official, let's go home and change our clothes first, shall we?"

This dress is still the wedding dress that Cong Ye just changed the day before yesterday, and due to the lack of time, the Cao family has not had time to prepare more clothes for the new son-in-law.

The celebration ceremony in the afternoon was quite acceptable for Cong Ye, the lord who had sat in the king for thirty years, especially the sincerity of the people who participated in the ceremony, which was enough to make up for other shortcomings.

The ceremony didn't end until midnight, Yan Jing and the others had already gone back to rest, only Cao Wei had been accompanying the protagonist of the festival with a happy expression, and her newlywed husband Cong Ye was dispersed at the end of the song.

Knowing that she couldn't always occupy Cong Ye by herself, Cao Wei, who returned to the new house, said timidly while serving Cong Ye to wash:

"Official, why don't you go to the other sisters' rooms tonight."

Although Cong Ye didn't look up at the expression on Cao Wei's face, he also knew that what she said was a little insincere.

"Xiaowei doesn't like to sleep with me?"

"No, it's not, official."

"Why is that?"

"The slave family, the slave family is reluctant to be officials, it's just that the sisters also need officials."

Despite her shyness, Cao Wei still expressed what she meant in her heart.

Cong Ye stepped forward and took Cao Wei into his arms, first lowered his head and gently kissed the delicate lips, and then said slowly:

"Let's accompany Xiaowei tonight, because Xiaowei is the most excited person today."

Of course, there was no need to speak, and the smug look in Cao Wei's eyes told the word Cong Ye.

This night was Cao Wei's most emotional and hard-working night, and she even became a little active. So much so that Cong Ye felt that the **** in his heart had been extinguished a lot.

For the next few days, Cong Ye had been studying the bow, the big bow that weighed more than ninety pounds. Although he could pull it away, there were no arrows, for all the arrows were sparsely wiped out by the power of the little flames, leaving only this strange bow.