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Pope Gramos was small, no taller than Han Fei's shoulders, his long hair and beard were all white, and his old face was engraved with the vicissitudes of time with a gentle smile, looking like some old grandfather next door. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

But his pair of eyes were impressive, and the black eyes flashed with a wise light, making Han Fei suddenly remember a praise that had been circulating on the Nine Heavens Continent: You are an eternal sage, only the eternal stars in the sky can be compared!

In Yanjing Shengjing, and even in the entire Glowing Empire, the Great Pope of the God of War, Gramos, has a high prestige among the people. It is said that he was originally a priest of the Church, but when he was almost fifty years old, he suddenly gave up martial arts to retrain his divine arts, and went from a lowly priest to become the Pope of the God of War Church of the Radiant Empire, and sat in this position for a full hundred and twenty years!

One hundred and twenty years, almost two lifetimes of ordinary people, this Pope has experienced four generations of dynasties, a hundred years ago he was already a god-level person, and now no one knows the depth of his strength at all.

For more than a hundred years, the Church of the God of War of the Glow Empire has not achieved much under the leadership of this Pope, and he has even dissolved the Inquisition and weakened the number of Knights of the Church, making the Church of War far less powerful than it was a hundred years ago.

However, over the past hundred years, the image of the God of War Church in the minds of the people of the empire has become better and better, and Gramos has won the trust of the four emperors of the Night Clan, and the relationship between the church and the royal family is extremely good, and the status of the God of War Church as the first church of the empire has never wavered.

After Han Fei heard the legend of Gramos, he once chatted with Emperor Night Martial on this topic, and even Emperor Night Martial also admired this pope.

"He should be a man close to a god...", said Emperor Yewu at that time, "but he can never be a true god!"

Even the legendary martial arts sect of the eighth order did not dare to say that he was a person close to the gods, and the high evaluation of the Night Martial Emperor can be imagined.

And this famous but hidden figure stood in front of Han Fei and asked Han Fei a question.

At the moment when Han Fei's soul was in a trance, the Dao Fetal Yuan God in the Qi Sea Dantian suddenly opened his eyes, and the golden light shone extremely fiercely, and Han Fei's heart suddenly sank.

"Yes, I am ready to take on the responsibilities of the whole family and as a husband!" he said without hesitation in a firm tone, "for which I am willing to make a vow before God!"

Han Fei didn't know why he suddenly lost his mind, but he probably couldn't get rid of the Pope in front of him.

"I believe in you, kid!" Gramos smiled slightly, and he raised his left hand: "May the god of war always protect you!"

Han Fei stepped back and bowed his head, Gramos's left hand was placed on top of Han Fei's head, a faint light was transmitted between his fingers, and countless white glows fell on Han Fei's head and shoulders one after another.

This is the high-level divine art "Blessing of the God of War", and only a character like Gramos can use it without any effort.

After completing the ritual to Han Fei, Gramos moved in front of Han Bixuan: "My child, are you willing to marry Han Fei and become his wife, stay by his side and love him until the end of your life?"

Han Bixuan turned her head and glanced at Han Fei, her eyes contained an incomparable expression: "I am willing to be Han Fei's wife, and I will never leave each other!"

Han Fei, who was standing on the side, couldn't help but reach out and hold Han Bixuan's slender hand, a warm current surged in his heart, the two had not known each other for too long, but after some hardships, they finally came together, and this relationship was naturally very different.

Han Bixuan also got the blessing of the God of War, and then Fujimizu Xiu, Han Weier, Han Xin'er... The four women made a vow of love in front of the statue of the god of war, His Majesty the Emperor, the Pope, relatives and hundreds of guests.

"God of War, I declare you married!" Gramos said with a smile, completing the final rites.

The audience burst into thunderous applause, a female priest walked up to the podium with a silver plate in her hand, and Emperor Yeshi picked up the pen and scroll placed on the plate, and signed her name on each of the five scrolls.

These five scrolls are marriage contracts, which are equivalent to marriage certificates, with which they are considered legal and recognized by the Empire, and the signing of the name of Emperor Yeshi means that he is a witness to the marriage of both parties.

His Majesty the Emperor personally handed over the five scrolls to Han Fei, Han Bixuan and the others one by one, and finally said to Han Fei with a smile: "Now, you can kiss your wives!"

There was no exchange of rings at the wedding ceremony on the Nine Heavens Continent, Han Fei smiled, reached out and took Han Bixuan into his arms, and kissed her on the lips, followed by Fuji Shuixiu, Han Wei'er... I really don't know how many nobles present are jealous of this scene.

Knock! Knock!

The loud bell rang in the Cathedral of the God of War, many white doves fluttered into the blue sky, purple and red petals flew all over the sky, in the blessings of relatives, Han Fei carried his brides one by one into the wedding carriage prepared in advance, and then marched towards the Tulip Castle under the escort of fifty personal guards.

At this point, the wedding ceremony at Seongkyo is over, but there is still a celebration and reception banquet at Tulip Collar, and all wedding guests can now have a good time in the Honor Club.

The convoy traveled east through half of Yanjing and arrived at Tulip Castle half an hour later.

On both sides of the road at the gate of Tulip Castle, there were already many people in the middle of the road to welcome, and the arrival of the wedding convoy immediately triggered a wave of celebration, people cheered desperately, countless petals and colored strips were thrown into the air, and the entire territory was in a state of almost madness for Han Fei's wedding............ The night was deep, a full moon hung in the sky, and the stars lost their color and became looming.

After a day of hustle and bustle, the Tulip Castle finally returned to its quiet, with the exception of hotels and bars closing their doors one by one, and the lights of every house turned off one after another, except for the street lamps that stood next to the street still radiating a soft glow.

Han Fei returned to his new house with the smell of wine, and Xiao Duo, the personal maid, hurriedly came over to serve, but was gently pushed away by Han Fei.

"It's okay, I'm not drunk yet, it's late, you can go back to your room and rest first!" Han Fei said with a smile.

The banquet was held in the lord's mansion, as the protagonist of the evening, many jealous nobles launched a round attack on Han Fei, if it weren't for his strong enough alcohol and the resistance of Feng Potian, Lei Zhong and others, I am afraid that he would have fallen to the ground and could not afford to indulge.

"Okay, the hot water in the bath is ready, you can call me at any time if you need to..."

Looking at the light shining through the door of the inner room, Han Fei's heart fluttered, at night it was a candle night in his cave room!

He grabbed Xiao Duo, who was about to leave, and asked in a sneaky whisper, "Xiao Duo, which lady is in the room?"

Although it is said that the night is Han Fei's cave room candle night, but there are as many as four brides, who to spend the night with is undoubtedly a problem, of course, in Han Fei's opinion, everyone sleeping together is the super big bed that Lei Chong sent the most is the most wasteful, but this decision is not in his hands, and it is too difficult to realize this wish.

"Why don't you go in and have a look?" said Duo smirked, and then quickly fled the room like a frightened bunny.

Han Fei shook his head with a smile and closed the door with his hand.

Somehow, one of his hearts suddenly beat hard and he tiptoed into the bedroom.

In the bedroom, the scent floated, the plush bed sat in the middle, the orange sconces shone on the velvet bedding, and a beautiful bride was half-lying on the brocade quilt and fell asleep.

The wedding dress can't hide her slender and graceful body, the jade snow-like skin reflects a charming luster, and the green silk hair bun is loosened and scattered on the quilt.

This was not too unexpected for Han Fei, among the four daughters, Fuji Shuixiu was the only one he had not pushed, and the two met and fell in love at the earliest, leaving the most precious wedding night to Fuji Suixiu was undoubtedly the insistence of Han Bixuan's three daughters.

Han Fei didn't alarm her, and quietly sat down on the edge of the bed, looking at Fuji Shuixiu's familiar pretty face, the bits and pieces of the two getting along quietly surfaced in his heart, and his heart was full of warmth and sweetness.

Maybe it was because he felt something, Fuji Shuixiu slowly opened his eyes with a "dush", and just met Han Fei's blazing gaze, and his pretty face suddenly became a layer of redness: "You, when did you come back?"

"Just came back..."Han Fei chuckled under his breath, unceremoniously reaching out to take her into his arms, greedily sniffing the intoxicating fragrance, and couldn't help but kiss the pink neck.

Fuji Shuixiu smiled, stretched out his hand and refused: "The smell of alcohol stinks to death, go take a bath!"

Han Fei ignored her, hugged and nibbled a few bites, rubbing his big hands up and down several times until Fuji Suixiu protested again, and then reluctantly stopped.

He rushed into the bathroom with astonishing speed, stripped off his clothes, took a hot shower, and then returned to the bedroom, crushing Fujimizuhide under him like a hungry tiger.

The dress was flying, and under Han Fei's skillful movements, Fuji Shuixiu was quickly stripped into a big white sheep, she forcibly held back her shyness and hugged Han Fei's neck and whispered, "Husband, light!"

Where could Han Fei endure it, the bedroom was suddenly shrouded in boundless spring color, and was blended by the rolling waves, and his life climbed to the peak of intensity in an instant.

Outside the window, the bright moon was obscured by thin clouds, and it seemed that she also felt shy.

(To be continued)