This!

Mo Chen looked at the delicate appearance of the little dragon girl who was about to be married, and his face was full of consternation, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

He stood in front of the door of the stone chamber, and for a moment he didn't know whether he should go in or not.

What's going on?

Mo Chen came back to his senses for a long time, looking at the delicate and seductive appearance of the little dragon girl, with a little confusion on his face, and he didn't know what to say.

He really couldn't understand why the little dragon girl was dressed up like this.

The little dragon girl sat on the stone bed, looking at Mo Chen's bewildered expression, her cold eyes were a little nervous.

Her jade hand was placed on the flat lower abdomen, tightly entangled, her voice trembled a little, and she said, "Isn't Brother Mo going to come in?" ”

Mo Chen exhaled lightly and slowly walked into the small stone room.

He stood in front of the little dragon girl, looked at the delicate appearance of the other party in the wedding dress, showed a little funny, and chuckled: "How can you dress up like this, this wedding dress doesn't look like it fits." ”

This wedding dress was supposed to be left by Lin Chaoying, but it was just worn on the little dragon girl, and it was obviously a little big.

The little dragon girl's pretty face was intoxicating and red, and she lowered her delicate head and didn't dare to look at him, and said in a voice like a mosquito: "Brother Mo is willing to marry me?" ”

When Mo Chen heard this, the smile on his face suddenly froze, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

Although he has the memory of systematic indoctrination and knows that the two can be described as childhood sweethearts, Xiaolongnu's straightforward question still makes him a little confused.

What the hell is this?

Xiaolongnu didn't see Mo Chen's response for a long time, she looked up at him with a stiff expression, and the shyness on her face slowly dissipated, adding a little more uneasiness and anger.

I've already said it to this extent, doesn't this dead man understand!

Before his death, the master confessed that when he was eighteen years old, if he was still willing to abide by the agreement of the year, he would test him with a phoenix crown and a veil. If the other party is willing to marry him, let the ancient tomb and the true grievances and grievances go away with the wind. If the other party is unwilling, let himself forget about the past and keep the ancient tomb.

Could it be that what Master said is true, that men don't have a good thing?

The little dragon girl didn't see Mo Chen's response for a long time, the uneasiness in her eyes became more and more intense, and her pretty face became a little gloomy.

Mo Chen was stunned for a while, looking at the little dragon girl's gloomy eyes, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and said helplessly: "Do you know what you are talking about?" ”

Why is there a sense of guilt for deceiving children, the little dragon girl has lived in the ancient tomb since she was a child, and has never been in contact with the prosperity and filth of the outside world. Mo Chen was even a little skeptical, did the other party understand what marriage meant?

The little dragon girl blushed and bowed her head slightly to indicate that she knew.

Although the little dragon girl does not rhyme with the world, she is not a blank sheet of paper that does not understand anything. Of course, she understood what she was doing, and she understood the implications of it.

Mo Chen frowned slightly and sat beside the little dragon girl.

He grabbed the willow waist held by the little dragon girl, reached out to pick up the other party's delicate chin, looked directly at the delicate face like a flower, and said in a deep voice: "Do you really understand what you are doing?" ”

"Hmm." The little dragon girl didn't dare to look at Mo Chen's expression, her eyes closed slightly, and she responded like a mosquito.

Mo Chen heard the sound and looked at the little dragon girl.

The little dragon girl has lived in the ancient tomb for a long time, so her fair skin is better than clotted fat, just like the person in the painting carved from snow.

Although she is over eighteen years old, her delicate and flawless melon seed face looks like a sixteen-year-old large Lori, with a bit of obvious immaturity.

At this time, the face that used to be as cold as a fairy had a rare shyness.

The delicate appearance of the little dragon girl who was picked by Ren Jun made Mo Chen a little distracted. He had to admit that among the women he knew, he was comparable to that local tyrant apprentice. It's just that the local tyrant apprentices are more cold and glamorous, but compared to them, they are a little less immortal.

Now, such a beautiful woman who looks like a fairy is posing in front of herself as a gentleman picking.

Although Mo Chen didn't know why Xiaolongnu made such a decision. But he understands one thing, if he rejects the little dragon girl, he is afraid that he will never have a chance in the future. As for the favorability given by the system, I'm afraid that it will be emptied in an instant, and the two will become mortal enemies.

Therefore, between the beast and the beast, Mo Chen made the easiest choice.

He took the graceful body of the little dragon girl into his arms, lowered his head and kissed the crystal pink cherry lips, and reached out to grab the red waist seal.

Immeasurable Tianzun, who will go to hell if I don't go to hell, how can the poor Dao bear to refuse!

The little dragon girl's eyes were slightly closed, sensing the long tongue stirring in her cherry lips, and the warm big hands exploring her waist, and her pretty face was full of shyness. She wrapped her slender jade arm around Mo Chen's waist, as if she wanted to bind the two together forever.

After a few moments, the beauty faded into her red dress.

The skin that was as clear as jade made the slightly dim stone room shine with a dazzling white.

After a while, after a slightly painful moan, a seductive pant rippled in the ancient tomb.

In another stone room of the ancient tomb, Granny Sun knelt in front of the portrait of Lin Chaoying, the patriarch of the ancient tomb sect, listening to the faint panting and whispering from the depths of the tomb, and her old face showed a kind smile.

The patriarch has a spirit in the sky, so he will be relieved to come, right?

Ahem.

Granny Sun thought about it, her face suddenly turned yellow, and she couldn't help but let out a hoarse cough. She looked deep into the depths of the burial chamber, her cloudy eyes filled with relief.

My days are numbered, and seeing Miss Long find the trust can be regarded as the fulfillment of a wish.

Hey, it's just a pity for the eldest lady.

Grandma Sun thought of Li Mochou, who was expelled from the school back then, with a little sigh and sadness on her face.

The sky began to darken, and the moon hung high in the sky.

Among the ancient tombs, spring is full of color. However, Tongguan, once an important town in the Southern Song Dynasty, fell into a terrible storm.

Outside Tongguan, a luxurious mansion covering an area of more than fifty acres.

The mansion was originally the residence of a local wealthy businessman, but five days ago, the Mongolian army raided Tongguan and successfully conquered the village fortress outside Tongguan. The rich merchants in the fortress who did not have time to evacuate became lambs to the slaughter.

And the original owner of this place has already been executed on the spot by the Mongol army because of 'stubborn resistance'.

In the living room, the lights are bright.

Standing outside the spacious and bright hall, you can clearly hear the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras coming from it. At the same time, in that beautiful music, it is also accompanied by the painful and tactful moaning of women.

See, in the middle of the main hall.

Seven or eight sturdy Mongolian generals hugged the beauties who did not cover their bodies, and from time to time kneaded the sensitive parts of the beauties. They looked at the beauties who were shy and sad, but they didn't dare to show their expressions, and they couldn't help laughing wildly.

A middle-aged general with a rough face and a beard on his face directly pulled the plump and beautiful woman beside him into his arms, casually peeled off the light veil on the other party's body that could not cover his body, and played with it in front of everyone.

His big fan-like hands kneaded at will on the beautiful woman's delicate body, leaving hideous cyan bruises, and laughed proudly: "These lowly Han dogs are really as docile as sheep. ”

The beautiful woman was humiliated and toyed with in public, but she could only have tears in her eyes and a stiff smile on her face. She didn't even dare to cry out in pain, for fear of attracting the attention of the other party.