Chapter 831: She's Back
Suddenly, the woman laughed out loud!
Looking at his indignant and shameful appearance, contrary to the fierce and vicious just now, he couldn't help but smile so brightly and movingly, so coquettish!
Still sitting in his arms, a pair of jade arms gently wrapped around his neck!
Raise his head, the cherry-like warm and seductive red lips kissed his thick lips gently!
Immediately, his eyes wandered before he glared at him angrily, "Fool! If you hadn't broken through the Great Perfection Realm, wouldn't you even dare to enter the cave door tonight? ”
So in an instant, Zhao Xiaotian was completely stupid!
swallowed her saliva, without the slightest hesitation, and slowly took off the phoenix crown on her head.
Without saying a word, he picked her up by the waist, gently put her on the fiery soft bed behind him, and pressed it under him!
One hand wrapped around her slender and graceful little waist, thick lips kissed her charming red lips again, and the other hand had unbuttoned the chest of her dress in the blink of an eye!
Song Chengcheng still didn't struggle to resist, he put his arms around his neck warmly, a pair of beautiful eyes were half-squinted, and he smiled a little shallowly!
It's just that unconsciously, the delicate and charming face is already a fascinating flush!
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In the next few days, it was still uneventful!
There are only two land immortals in the Great Perfection Realm in Huaxia who are married, and the flowing water banquet is still going on!
Of course, there are also many relatives and friends from other places, or important people from various martial arts families, who began to leave one after another!
For Zhao Xiaotian, it seems a lot easier!
It was nothing more than early the next morning, in accordance with the etiquette, he accompanied Song Chengcheng, as a daughter-in-law who had just passed the door, to kowtow to the old man and his parents-in-law to make tea, as well as the traditional custom of returning to the Song family!
The rest of the time is nothing more than accompanying the guests, eating and drinking.
Or hold hands with Song Chengcheng, the newlywed Yan'er, and walk around the village!
What moved him a lot was that on the day of the wedding, the village was suddenly covered with flowers and hung with festive red lanterns.
Despite this, he also did not mention a word understandingly, but muttered, "Perhaps, she should also be there for this big wedding." She should also wear a phoenix crown, sit on a sedan chair with a hijab, and step into the gate of the Zhao family in a beautiful manner amid the sound of firecrackers and gongs and drums......"
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In the blink of an eye, it is the sixteenth day of the first lunar month!
The marriage of the two leading and prestigious families of Huaxia Wulin, the joy of the wedding celebration, has finally come to an end!
The guests who came from afar naturally all said goodbye and left!
The Lantern Festival has passed, and the traditional New Year of the old Chinese calendar has also come to an end!
Life goes on, people go on. The small plum blossom hermitage has finally ended the nearly ten-day bustle and gradually returned to its original calm!
The solar term has passed the sting, the season of recovery of all things, perhaps, the spring flowers are not far away!
But on this day, the cold spring in the north was a rare heavy snowfall!
The clouds were thick, the sky was surprisingly gloomy, the goose-feather snow was flying endlessly, and the bitter cold wind was howling, raging like a knife across the land!
The bitter cold and haze that have never been seen before seem to swallow the earth!
And on this day, it is rare to be idle, and Zhao Xiaotian just stays honestly in his independent small building.
In the third floor, you can read and write, or browse some of the investigation materials about the European market of Fang's Group's traditional Chinese medicine and pharmaceutical industry that Chen Yanran just sent from abroad.
Song Chengcheng is not the kind of woman who has much talent or interest in business management, but she also quietly accompanies him, and quietly reads two classical rare books such as "Dictatorship" or "On Balance"!
Holding this woman's little hand and walking out of the small building, it was already evening!
The sky has become overcast, the goose feather snow and the cold wind are still raging mercilessly, and the land is depressed!
However, at this time, when Zhao Xiaotian just stepped out of the door of the small building, he couldn't help but look stunned!
I saw that at this moment, under the wind and snow, under the dense and sad night, in the open space ahead, about forty men were standing in a neat line!
There are old and young, tall and short, without exception, they are all the ace elites above the middle level of the Nirvana Realm under the Zhao family, who have experienced a hundred battles with one enemy and ten!
Everyone has a sword on their back or waist!
The expression is indescribably solemn, and under the sharpening of the knife, his face is full of slaughter!
Standing in front of the leader, it was the "Zhou Mold" and Zhu Zhu!
Under the Zhao family, the two sharp knives that Zhao Longxiang is proud of and never use lightly were all present!
And at the front of the line, standing straight was a man in his early forties who was not good-looking!
"Dragon Soul!" The Zhao family's all-pervasive intelligence organization all over the world, the core person in charge!
Dozens of people don't know how long they have been standing here, their heads and bodies have been covered with a thick layer of snow, but no one has moved!
It's just that in his eyes, he can't hide it at all, the killing intent is too strong and too piercing!
In an instant, Zhao Xiaotian seemed to have guessed something in an instant, his pupils contracted violently, and his left eyelid throbbed violently!
glanced at Song Tingcheng, and obviously felt that this woman's little hands were also a little cold!
At this time, seeing the two of them coming out, the "Dragon Soul" hurriedly took a few steps forward and walked to the front.
Bent down and saluted respectfully, "Young Master, Young Madame!" ”
But his face was also full of solemnity and worry, his head was lowered, and he wanted to talk for a while.
Zhao Xiaotian nodded and didn't speak!
It's just that unconsciously, his eyes are red, and he is full of hardship and exhaustion.
After a while, the "Dragon Soul" finally gritted his teeth, his voice was hoarse and low, and he muttered, "Young Master, she's back......"
In an instant, Zhao Xiaotian's face changed again, and his temples beat even more!
Of course, it is clear who this man is talking about "she"!
"Just this morning, she personally led the three major desolate realm war gods of the Broken Sword Stream, as well as all its core elites above the Nirvana realm, to move mightily and set foot on the land of China!" At this time, the "Dragon Soul" cautiously muttered, "It's just unexpected, her first stop is the area of Mount Tai in East China!" ”
"First went to the top of Mount Tai, drank blood to worship the sky, and then officially launched her desperate attack on Huaxia martial arts!"
"What the sword points at, it is invincible! Just an hour ago, the Taishan faction was declared extinct, and the chief rudder was razed to the ground by bloodbath, and its fifty-eight disciples were ordered to go to Huangquan! Li Xifeng, the head of the family who had just returned to East China from our Zhao family's wedding wine, died tragically with a broken sword! ”
Immediately after, under her personal order, its elite launched a mighty campaign! The Dugu family on the shore of Baiyang Lake has been in danger of being in the mouth of the tiger, and when the family Dugu Qinghe has just complained to our Zhao family and sent a distress letter! ”
"But the whip is out of reach, if nothing happens, the Dugu family, I'm afraid they won't survive tonight!"