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In the evening, the evening time passed quietly, and all the closed doors of the entire street were opened, and the red candles in their hands lit the red lanterns in front of their doors.

The quiet Sanjiang County became lively at this moment, and Jiang Pingchuan was going to marry Zhou Ning'er tonight, although this was a very bitter marriage.

But no one would say anything inappropriate, they sincerely wished Jiang Pingchuan and Zhou Ning'er, and hoped that Zhou Ning'er's spirit in the sky could happily swim in the starry sky when she saw Jiang Pingchuan's wedding ceremony for her.

The red carpet of the central street of Sanjiangji continued to the boundary of the stone monument in Sanjiang County, and it was from there that Jiang Pingchuan walked into Sanjiang County, and it was also from the moment he entered Sanjiang County that Zhou Ninger formed an indissoluble bond.

The red light twisted and spread, Jiang Pingchuan was wearing a bright red flowing cloud robe, and the golden hair bundle imprisoned the scattered long hair.

Jiang Pingchuan opened the scroll in his hand, this is the wedding gift given to Jiang Pingchuan by the old scholar who sells folding fans, and in the picture scroll, Jiang Pingchuan is walking on Sanjiang Street with a melancholy face and holding Zhou Ning'er who is like a sweet sleep in his arms.

"Click"

A tear slipped from the corner of Jiang Pingchuan's eyes and fell on the scroll, watching his tears fall on the scroll, Jiang Pingchuan hurriedly brushed it away, but found that the tear was attached to the scroll as if he had a spiritual wisdom and couldn't be wiped away.

Beside Zhou Ning'er's closed eyes, Jiang Pingchuan stretched out his fingers and gently touched Zhou Ning'er's eyes, where the ink hadn't dried yet?

Jiang Pingchuan felt a wet coolness, and when he took his finger away and looked at the scroll, his tears had quietly disappeared.

Jiang Pingchuan put away the scroll, he didn't have a team to welcome the new students, he was the only one here, he came to Sanjiang Market Town so lonely and helpless.

Now he will no longer enter here alone, he will be accompanied by Zhou Ning'er.

"Whew"

"Whew"

"Whew"

There were three faint horn sounds from Sanjiang, one short, two long, and three echoes endlessly, Jiang Pingchuan tied the purple skeleton around his waist, shook his robe, and his long hair danced in the wind.

Jiang Pingchuan, dressed in a red robe, walked towards Sanjiang Market Town, the red lanterns on both sides scorching in the wind.

Jiang Pingchuan, the man in red, gradually disappeared on the way to the grave village, and in the dark area, an old lady with a hunched waist watched Jiang Pingchuan's disappearing back on crutches.

Next to the old lady stood the old man who gave Jiang Pingchuan a jade plaque, the old man said that the brocade robe was surrounded by tiger stripes on his chest, and he stepped on his golden combat boots and held a bright red tassel gun.

And the old lady beside him was the cat-faced old lady who showed Jiang Pingchuan the way in the rainy night, and the old lady was dressed in a gorgeous outfit.

The old man took the old lady's hand, and the two smiled kindly at Jiang Pingchuan's shrinking back, and behind them was a city, lifeless but exuding an inviolable majesty.

In front of the city gate, there were troops wearing armor and holding steel guns, and he didn't pay attention to this scene, Jiang Pingchuan was immersed in his own thoughts, and he didn't feel the changes in the tomb village behind him.

"Thanks to him I found you"

The old lady looked at the old man beside her with a smile, the old man nodded, grabbed the old lady's hand and became tighter, and his eyes flashed with a twinkle when he looked at Jiang Pingchuan's back with a confused expression, that was where his hope was.

"Lord Wang, is he really able to take on this heavy responsibility?"

The old lady snuggled up to the old man's body and whispered, her tone full of worry.

"I never thought about letting him take on any important responsibilities, I just wanted him to be able to live his true self, he was a guest in the Changfeng Continent, but the moment he met me, he was destined to leave his glory in this continent"

The old man glanced at the old lady in his arms with a low and indulgent tone, and the old lady frowned and looked at the man next to her, she had never understood the man next to her.

"So what should he do"

The old lady looked at the direction of Jiang Pingchuan's disappearance with some concern, no one could know how much blood was stained on the man next to her.

Before he had time to triumph, he passed away regretfully, and the hundreds of Yin soldiers behind him were the new army he had refined with resentment, and she knew that he still couldn't let go.

"I said, he doesn't need to do anything, just be able to live his life"

The old man said with a smile, took the old lady's hand and walked towards the Yin soldiers behind him, and when he saw the old man's coming, the Yin soldiers under the city all raised their heads, their eyes flashed with a dark red light, and the battle spirit was monstrous.

"All the Yin soldiers will listen to the order, raise troops for a thousand days and use them for a while, in the future, Jiang Pingchuan will be your new leader, when he needs it, I want you to go all out to protect his peace, protect the peace of the river and the mountain" The old man shook his hand and roared in a thick voice.

"Order"

Thousands of Yin soldiers and Yin generals standing under the stage replied in unison, the battle spirit rang out for a long time, and the old man smiled and took the old lady's hand and slowly walked towards the city.

The moment they entered the gates, everything was gone, leaving only lifeless graveyards.

The streets of Sanjiangji were lined with residents, who had come here early to wait, and the county magistrate stood on the street with Gao Yao, holding a big red ribbon in his hand and gently hanging it around Jiang Pingchuan's neck.

Jiang Pingchuan bowed his hand and thanked him, and then walked to the Zhou family noodle restaurant with a smile, which was where his wife was located and his first place to stay in Sanjiang County.

A red sedan chair stood quietly in front of the door of the Zhou family, and there was a brazier in front of the sedan chair, Jiang Pingchuan walked to the red sedan chair and stopped his steps.

The red woman beside him looked at Jiang Pingchuan with heavy makeup and a smile, and the groom in front of him was also the most temperamental groom in Sanjiang Town, although many girls did not dare to talk about it.

But in their hearts, they felt more or less unworthy for Jiang Pingchuan, and they really couldn't accept marrying a dead woman for a while.

But a scholar like Yu Shu is full of emotion in his heart, Jiang Pingchuan is an infatuated man, and he is a good groom who values love and righteousness.

This marriage should have been a godsend, but now it is also ruined by heaven, but it is their flesh that is destroyed by heaven, and what cannot be destroyed is their friendship with each other.

"Welcome the bride, one step, kick the sedan door"

The red woman shouted at the top of her throat, and the shouts around her came and went, this was a special wedding, but it would not stop the blessings in their hearts.

Sincere blessings, no matter what kind of marriage this is, Jiang Pingchuan walked to the door of the sedan chair with a shy smile and gently raised his foot and kicked it, as if he heard the laughter of the bride sitting in the sedan chair.

"Two-step shake, cross the brazier, a hundred years of good together"

Jiang Pingchuan opened the red curtain cloth on the sedan door and looked at Zhou Ning'er who was sitting quietly on the red seat, which was Zhou Ning'er's spiritual tablet, and the words on it were engraved by Jiang Pingchuan himself.

Beloved wife Zhou Ning'er, Jiang Pingchuan slowly stepped over the brazier with Zhou Ning'er's spiritual position in both hands, smiling shyly, his face was slightly red, and the laughter on the street became more enthusiastic.

The county magistrate at the door looked at Jiang Pingchuan with a smile, rows of officials wearing wedding clothes and holding baskets in their hands, Gao Yao gave an order, and the officials laughed and spilled the petals in the baskets.

The petals floated in the wind and the fragrance was pleasant and scattered on Jiang Pingchuan's body, Jiang Pingchuan stretched out his hand to protect Zhou Ning'er's spiritual position, for fear that the scattered petals would hit his bride.

Zhou Fu stood at the door and watched this scene hugging his woman tightly, looking at Jiang Pingchuan like this, they were very sad, they never thought that Jiang Pingchuan would propose the idea of marrying Zhou Ning'er's spiritual position.

They understand the affection in Jiang Pingchuan's heart, but their daughter is no longer there, looking at Jiang Pingchuan with a smile on his face, they know that Jiang Pingchuan is the most bitter in their hearts.

"Three steps, go through mountains and rivers, all the way to Baitou"

The red woman shouted hard, and the red lanterns on the entire Sanjiang Street were constantly beating to celebrate the wedding.

Jiang Pingchuan walked into the hall holding Zhou Ning'er's spiritual seat, Zhou Fu and his wife sat in the center of the hall with smiles on their faces, they don't remember how many times they imagined such a scene in their hearts, and now this scene in their thoughts is happening in front of their eyes, but their daughter is missing.

"Worship Heaven and Earth"

"Two Worship Halls"

"Husband and wife worship each other"

"Feed in, send in and feed into the cave room"

Hong Po watched Jiang Pingchuan do what she shouted one by one, and the more she shouted back, the more panicked her heart became, and the tears in her eyes couldn't stop flowing out.

After shouting the last sentence, Hongpo was already crying silently, and the people present were still smiling, but the more they listened, their faces became more and more stiff, and finally someone in the crowd began to sobble slowly.

"Hehe, thank you, thank you, Ning'er and I are really grateful that you were able to witness our wedding"

Jiang Pingchuan hugged Zhou Ning'er's spiritual position and looked at the crying crowd and said with a smile, he saw everyone on the street outside the door, and the old fish stood there smiling and watching.

Beside Yu Lao, Zhou Ning'er looked at herself with a grimace and a smile, and her little pink face smiled and waved at herself.

Jiang Pingchuan frowned and looked at Zhou Ning'er who was standing on the street outside the door, and saw Jiang Pingchuan frowning Zhou Ning'er outside the door suddenly quieted down, and looked at Jiang Pingchuan with a straight face with red eyes.

Jiang Pingchuan's stiff face suddenly put on a smile again, and Zhou Ning'er outside the door cursed at Jiang Pingchuan with her teeth and claws.

Jiang Pingchuan slowly raised his hand and waved it towards the door, Zhou Ning'er followed Yu Lao gradually, and she would look back at Jiang Pingchuan who kept waving behind her from time to time.

Gradually, they disappeared in Jiang Pingchuan's eyes, a tear crossed Jiang Pingchuan's cheek and gently dripped on Zhou Ning'er's spiritual position, the words on the spiritual position were shining with water, and the red woman cried to death and trembled, and took out a red cloth to cover Zhou Ning'er's spiritual position.

"Lady, we're in the cave room"

Jiang Pingchuan lay on the spiritual seat and said softly, the wind blew, and the red hijab floated slightly, like Zhou Ning'er shyly smiled.

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