Yang Ying himself stared firmly at Meng Lianpeng, who was rising, not afraid of her eyes that could eat people, and the eyes of everyone questioning him.

"Oh? Hearing you say that, you even know what her name is. Meng Lianpeng raised her eyebrows slightly and forcibly suppressed her anger at the moment, "It seems that you have known her for a long time, and looking at your eyes, it seems that you have fallen in love with her." ”

Looking at Yang Ying's unyielding eyes, just like his own body and mind, he was persistent in treating Qu Bing's hobby, and nothing could stop him from turning over the mountain to meet her.

"Exactly, I love so much that I can't help myself." Slowly said word by word from his mouth, his eyes were still as firm as a rock, without the slightest dodge, and generously confessed his love for Qu Bing in front of Meng Lianpeng.

"Heh, since you're already in love, why didn't you just elope with her before." Meng Lianpeng shook her hair flirtatiously, and her eyes stared at Yang Ying like poisonous snakes, as if he would kill him on the spot as long as he did something next.

"Because I want to give her a future, I want her to live with me openly." The voice was so loud that it seemed to penetrate the Nine Heavens directly, breaking into the world of Qu Bing like thunder.

"You'll give it to me, I've always believed in you." He replied with a cry, and stretched out one of his hands to grab it under the venue, but unfortunately he couldn't touch anything but the air, and he couldn't reach it.

Whether it is a cold woman, there will be a weak place in her heart, and often the weakest place is tightly protected, building a fortress in her own world, leaving only a long bridge that can pass through a person.

Obviously, the top of this long bridge has been occupied by Yang Ying, and the entire bridge deck is covered with the footprints of his feet, and there are no traces left by anyone else.

"Okay, that's right." Chen Le was the first to applaud and applaud loudly. "Do what you want to do, rush forward!" Stretching out a hand with a clenched fist and making a superhuman take-off pose, although it looks a little silly, others can only say it in their hearts, because there is still a bodyguard of the six-rank fairyland standing next to him, and whoever provokes it is equivalent to hitting the muzzle of the gun.

After these words were spoken, they also echoed in the hearts of some of the audience present.

"Because I want to give her a future and want to live together in the open." Only through the selection of the Red Pavilion Society can this goal be achieved, but now there is still one last step left, which is to be recognized by Meng Lianpeng himself.

Meng Lianpeng stared at Yang Ying indifferently, without saying a word, cold as the queen descended, unstoppable.

Yang Ying is like a shadow leaking in the sun, she can only be trampled on, and she has no regrets, and all of this is Meng Lianpeng's pressure on Yang Ying.

Invisible pressure is the most deadly.

Her eyes still didn't waver, but Meng Lianpeng began to waver, lowered her head, and grinned with satisfaction on her mouth, and the goddess's smile appeared again.

raised his head and faced Yang Ying with a smile, this time, in addition to being satisfied, there was also a little more thing that a woman had to give.

That's tenderness.

Yang Ying looked into Meng Lianpeng's eyes, as if she was in a small island in the lake, giving people a feeling of relaxation and tranquility.

Hot tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and Meng Lianpeng stretched out his hand to take the ring into his hand.

The audience at the venue didn't see the too detailed part, but when Meng Lianpeng took back the ring, many people felt sorry for Yang Ying, and a sigh came out in this venue, many people felt worthless for him, but there were also a few people gloating, feeling that their opportunity had come again, and they were about to rush over and show their faces to Meng Lianpeng.

In the next second, Meng Lianpeng's actions dispelled their thoughts, and the black ring was personally worn by Meng Lianpeng on the ring finger of Yang Ying's left hand.

"I declare that Yang Ying is my concubine of the Red Mansion Pavilion today." Raising Yang Ying's left hand, he preached to all the audience present.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was boiling, and its excitement was no less than the scene when Zhao Zilong solved Liu Yin.

Everyone passed their warmest and most emotional applause to the protagonist in the venue, Yang Ying.

handed his blessing to Yang Ying through applause, Chen Le was naturally the same, looking at Yang Ying who was smiling like a child, he was also relieved to laugh, who was contagious about happiness, no matter where he was.

I also sincerely congratulate Yang Ying from the bottom of my heart, and the lover finally became a family.

A hundred years of cultivation can be crossed in the same boat, and a thousand years of cultivation can be slept together, Yang Ying can be regarded as staying up for more than a hundred years to get today's blessings.

Above the blue sky, a woman dressed in red flew down from the top of the Red Pavilion, and a red silk flew in the air behind her, and it fell to the ground after a long time.

"Behold, some have fallen from the roof of the attic." One person pointed to Qu Bing, who was flying downward, and said.

The other person took the lead in flying over on his own clouds, intending to catch Qu Bing, and he knew that he was a beautiful woman when he looked at his figure from a distance, and maybe there would be a story or something after catching it.

With an obscene smile on his face, "Beauty, I'm here." ”

When he was about to approach, Qu Bing stretched out a palm and directly knocked him out, and the clouds also went down with this palm, turning into nothingness.

As the pavilion master, Meng Lianpeng was naturally aware of every move that was happening around him, put Yang Ying's hand down, and pointed forward with his mixed pupils.

"Come on, Qu Bing is here." looked at Yang Ying tenderly, as if she was looking at her own child, her eyes were full of love.

"Qu Bing?" Yang Ying, who heard these two words, seemed to be following the devil, and ran in that direction.

Another familiar gust of wind and sand was blown up and hit Meng Lianpeng's face.

"Poof." stretched out his sleeves to cover his mouth, spit out the sand blown into it, and the smile on the corner of his mouth rose again, looking at Yang Ying is love and hate.

"I hope I didn't choose the wrong person this time."

Qu Bing opened his embrace, his cold cheeks were completely gone, and there was no one else in his eyes who could walk in except the person in front of him.

Yang Ying finally hugged Qu Bing deeply, a hug that was separated by a few days, and it was not separated for a long time.

Thunderous applause also burst out, and the current crowd also stopped their previous public opinion about him, hoping that they would be able to hear their best wishes from this warm and extraordinary applause.