Chapter 233 Getting Married

As soon as dawn arrived, Wu Zhong Sima's family was busy.

The middle door opened wide, sprinkled clean water, moved the fire basin, and the flower sedan chair gongs and drums escort convoys have also been piled up on the long street. Occasionally, people passed by and looked at it confusedly, but they did not dare to stay in Langfang and hurriedly pass by. The other residences of the Wang Gongshi family are closed. As early as five days ago, they have been happy. If you can't join the fun if you don't join the Sima family, just click it.

The quiet streets of Langfang are full of strange hustle and bustle. The whole family seems to be immersed in great joy, but everyone's smiling face is as calm as water.

It was planned to send Miss Seven into the palace, but no one expected that it was not the prince who asked for Miss Seven, but the snarly emperor. This move completely disrupted their wishes, and sent the Ice Princess to a useless puppet emperor could only be used as a vase. The power had already been overheaded by several important ministers. Even Miss Seven was difficult to do it, unless it was sent to those princes, circled among them, and broken one by one. But the father and son can't violate the rules and regulations after all.

In addition, there is another thing that also worries Simamen valve - for this marriage, Miss Seven is very calm, too strange.

Inside the small building, the smoke is wrapped around.

The two girls didn't sleep all night and didn't talk again in the middle of the night.

The sound of gongs and drums came from afar. The purple dragon girl looked at the dewdrops on the lotus leaves of the small pond and looked back at Sima Jin with a calm expression.

"It's time to go."

The purple dragon girl's voice was light and pleasant, without smoke and dust. After a pause, she added, "The war there should also be over."

She is also a woman. Even if Simajin didn't say it clearly, the Purple Dragon Girl can faintly detect something just from those few words.

Sure enough, when she spoke, she saw the shoulder of the girl sitting on the bed tremble slightly. There seemed to be something broken and passing in her beautiful eyes. As usual, it was just that kind of heartbreaking beauty.

After waiting for another five nights, every night is like a lifetime. After countless reincarnations, the glass bottle still lies quietly on the coast. No matter how strong she is, she can't stand being destroyed by despair again and again.

There are many things that have been refusing, hesitating, thinking that they can't, but when it finally fades away, I found that it used to be so important.

Sigh and say goodbye, don't look back, lose lovesickness.

Crystal tears slipped from their eyes, sliding over the plain and faceless mask, falling pale fingertips, as cool as jade.

Somehow, the purple dragon girl had a trace of almost unprecedented intolerance in her heart. She sighed and turned to the door.

As soon as she took two steps, the purple dragon girl was suddenly stunned. In the aftermath, she saw that Simajin was also stunned. She looked at the glazed bottle that suddenly appeared in her hand in a daze, and then burst into tears and smiled.

From great sadness to great joy, Sima Jin's chest fluctuated slightly, and the amazing and perfect arc bulged under the morning light. His eyelashes flashed, and his beautiful eyes were full of crazy joy. Regardless of the purple dragon girl beside her, she took out the letter.

"Just teamed up with Wuhua to win another legendary master. Are you all right?"

No flowers...

Thinking of the nickname given to the evil young monk that year, Sima Jin smiled.

Although he made friends with Wuhua and Zhang Bushi three years ago, he also relied on those backhands and was surprised again and again. In terms of strength, he and Wuhua were far apart. The Wuhua monk was fine. As for Zhang Bushi, Simajin saw at a glance that it was mostly because of Xiao Anzi's potential that he bent down to make friends. Three years later in the blink of an eye, his strength is no less than that of the two of them. All the way north, how many generals he has fought and how many strong people he has killed. At this time, she is also a little unbelievable.

Fang's heart beat slightly, and Simajin wrote it. As soon as the word "I" was written, it suddenly stopped.

The sound of gongs and drums in her ear became louder and louder, and the welcoming team had entered the house. She was about to step on the sedan chair and go to Beijing.

Can he come here?

Even if he came, he was greeted by the fierce generals all the way, the royal family and the strong men of the Sima family... Life or death...

The smile in his eyes gradually condensed. Sima Jin looked at the letter blankly, and the little rich in his hand was as heavy as a thousand and shaky.

She wanted to tell him her situation at this time, and then wait for him to be shot and take herself away. No girl has ever had this dream, but after all, a dream is a dream, and she can only think about it in a dream. When she really meets it, she is reluctant to give up.

smiled and Simajin wrote.

"Everything is fine."

After thinking about it, Sima Jin wrote again: "There are two legendary masters who fell from Wuzhong. Even the five masters you killed have died. If you can join hands with Wuhua, Zhang Bushi and the first Wang Feng, maybe you can kill the rest together."

I feel that it hasn't written enough. Simajin continued to write: "If you kill the legendary master, Emperor Kuang can't sit still. At that time, it will be the most dangerous time for you, and there are three ways to choose from. First, go to the East China Sea. Relying on the king of Chu, the king of Chu is talented and ambitious. Li Zilong, a fierce general under his command, is stronger than the five tigers, but he can match Lv Fengqi. Second, you can go to the far west, where there are many strange people and strange people. Nearly half of the five tigers and seven bears are in the extreme west. Naturally, they dare not act rashly. The three can help Ren Tianming to take charge of the young generation. Ren Tianming comes from Changmen and Changmen fights inside, but the government and opposition factions are not allowed to accept fate. Only among the young generation, the reputation is very high, and there are many people who are favored by it. If they are handled properly, they may be able to use the momentum of Changmen.

After reading for a while, he carefully put the lettern in the glazed bottle, and then put it into the bead chain. Sima Jin breathed a sigh of relief and looked out of the window, and the welcoming team had arrived.

"Let's change clothes."

The purple dragon girl said, took out the fiery phoenix golden red gauze skirt from the package and handed it to Sima Jin.

"You don't want to know what I was just writing?"

Simajin said.

The purple dragon girl didn't say anything and laid the wedding dress.

"I killed you a hundred times last night to relieve my hatred, but now it has been reduced to ten times."

The wedding dress is red and the candle is reflected by Zhu Dan, which is stained with a trace of charm in the cold smile in Sima Jin's eyes.

"When you become a Langfei, you can try it when you are free."

The purple dragon girl said lightly and handed the red paper to Simajin.

The red paper is fragrant and intoxicating. It is made by Da Kuang Palace people who spend two years frying with good clove wine.

Wearing a red dress and a wind crown, Simajin gently squeezed the red paper, and her original delicate lips were particularly enchanting.

The red lips opened gently, and Simajin said with a smile, "I'm kidding. It's enough to kill you once."

groping for the bead chain, Sima Jin slowly walked out of the small building, and the morning light fell. Even if he wore a snow-white mask, more than a hundred people gathered in the courtyard were inevitably burned by the blue-cut eyes of the Yao pool, and they were silent and silent for a long time.

......

"Lord, when will you leave?"

"Now."

An Bochen said slowly and took back the glass bottle.

He Wuhua ran in the dense forest and went straight to the east. An Bochen's footsteps were light, but his heart was always heavy.

"Brother An, what's on your mind?"

After another half a miles, even Wuhua, who only wanted to fight and kill, also saw that An Bochen was a little absent-minded.

When his body stagnated, An Bochen stopped at the branch and looked south from afar. For a long time, he said, "Brother Wuhua, help me protect the law."

Since reading Sima Jin's biography, An Bochen always feels that something is wrong. She has always been concise, unlike an ordinary woman's mother-in-law, but today she has written so much for the first time, which makes An Bochen a little funny and uneasy.

He also has the general magic power - wandering around the world, but he can't use it alone. Now with Wuhua on his side, he can finally swim out of his mind and go to the place he is most worried about to have a look.

Wuhua is strange in his heart, but he is also used to it. It is not surprising how strange it is to be with An Shizhu.

An Bochen sat cross-legged on the branch, his eyes closed and opened, and his soul flew out.

Wuhua leaned on the willow tree with a gun in his arms, looked at the sky outside the Qingtian Temple, and waited lazily.

At this moment, the hurried sound of horses' hoofs came from the bank of the river. Wuhua's eyelids opened, a wisp of light burst out in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth grinned.

Is there going to be another fight so soon....