Chapter 536

In the holy land of Tianyuan, there is a scene of lights and colors.

The ground is covered with scarlet satins, and all kinds of buildings are decorated with festive lights and tassels. Each disciple is dressed in a scarlet dress, happily busy in and out to welcome visitors from all directions.

After all, this is their patriarch, the number one on the list of celestial phenomena, and the happy wedding of the proud young master!

Even married the virgin of Qinglian Holy Land! The other party almost took the whole clan as a dowry! The meaning of this is not trivial! It represents the full surrender of another holy land!

At the gate of the mountain, there are a lot of people. It is obvious that all the major forces in the world have come to celebrate.

Many martial arts giants are not blind. On the contrary, they are crafty and crafty. Naturally, we can see the great significance of this wedding. Through the marriage, Tianyuan and Diji holy land have merged. Now with a holy land of Qinglian, it can not be said that in the future, a unified force similar to Wu Dynasty will rise in the world of Shenwu!

Therefore, no matter how much I don't want to, even if I want Dugu Ao to die immediately, the leaders of various forces have to be respectful and come to congratulate with a smiling face, for fear that the etiquette will be slightly disrespectful and will be the first to be cleared afterwards.

"Three Yangzong in Xingwu County, it's Ding Jiao! Here are three thousand year old ginseng, fifty pairs of jade jade... "

With the high drink, Ding Jiao with two disciples behind him entered the Mountain Gate in a trance.

"It's master Lian Yang Shou Ding. This way, please!"

The person who came to meet the guests was just an ordinary disciple. Although he was full of smiles, his face was still young, and the fluff at the corners of his mouth was very obvious.

"Tianyuan holy land is so pompous that it sent such a suckling baby to meet me!"

Dingjiao was disheartened, but he couldn't think about it. He still had a smile on his face: "you lead the way ahead!"

However, it is clear that Sanyang sect, which is subordinate to a county and the highest one in the Yuan Dynasty, is really nothing to the Big Mac like Tianyuan holy land.

Of course, I'm afraid I can't even enter the mountain gate today if I don't have some martial arts influence!

In the holy land of Tianyuan, there are a lot of people. It is obvious that there are many people coming to celebrate. Ding Jiao follows the disciple seven times and eight times. Suddenly, a huge square emerges. Hundreds of tables and noodles are piled up on it, and all kinds of delicacies and wine are served on the shelves.

"Master Ding, your position is here!"

The disciple took him to a banquet in front of the square. From here, you can see a magnificent palace. From time to time, one or several people are invited into the palace by the deacons with smiling faces.

"In the main hall, I'm afraid only those who are the same holy land or martial arts can enter it..."

Ding Jiao casually sent his disciples, but he laughed at himself: "fortunately, it's not bad here. At least I can barely see the inside of the hall. It's not first-class, it's also second-class..."

"It's brother Ding!"

At this time, a fat man in a blue shirt on the left said hello. Ding Jiao recognized an acquaintance and immediately said with a smile: "Mr. Lan Da is also here?"

"How can you not come to the wedding of the proud young master?"

Although the blue fat man's face was full of smiles, the dissatisfaction in his eyes was keenly captured by Ding Jiao.

"It turned out to be Lord Ding, in xiaqinghe County..."

The left and right hands were all famous hotels in the nearby counties, who had a lot of affinity with Ding Jiao. At this time, they all came forward one by one.

Ding Jiao, as the head of a clan, is a man of all kinds. He greets the past one by one, without any mistakes. He treats people appropriately.

After all, people in the river and lake care more about honor and fame than justice. All the people present are big men. If they are considered to be disrespectful, they will be in great trouble in the future.

When Ding Jiao sat down again, he was surprised to find that all the guests had arrived. Near the auspicious time, the music class played music, the bells and drums were singing together, and the zither and zither were in harmony.

"I've heard that the holy daughter of Qinglian is the first beauty in the Wulin. I can finally see her today..."

The blue fat man beside said with a smile.

Ding Jiao knew that this man had special martial arts skills. He had a strong Yang and a good sex. Although he didn't do anything immoral, he had a lot of concubines and maidservants. He was very famous. He couldn't help laughing and saying, "Mr. Lan Da, when you go back, do you want to have another concubine?"

It's a joke, because every time the blue fat man takes a concubine, he spreads out invitation cards, asks for gifts, and exploits the gangs around him. He almost loses his family and the whole clan moves.

"Exactly!"

Blue fat man complacently smile: "I have a good idea of a woman, will be in next month 15, take her as the seventy second room concubine, elder brother can have a cup of wine!"

Ding Jiao's smile stagnated, thinking of the fat man's great joy last time, he had sent 100 taels of gold in the past.

This person is very rich and face, for this gift, evil Diyuan master, naturally worthless, but once is gold hundred Liang, seventy-two concubines, is seven thousand two hundred taels of gold!!!

This is the reason why Ding Jiao lowered his congratulatory instrument several times later. However, no matter how low he was, he was afraid that the fat man would turn over. When he agreed to come down, his heart was dripping with blood.

Although he is the head of a clan and controls a county, thousands of soldiers at the bottom depend on him for food, and they can't fish with all their might. It's true that there is no surplus food in the landlord's family.

"It's said that this blue fat man is as happy as a prince, and he's not tired of living in the family... Alas... It's a pity that I can't learn from him any more..."

Ding Jiao sighed to himself.

Several people pushed the cup to change the cup, and finally got down to business.

"This time, some schools are ready to go out of their way to curry favor with you. They even don't want your grandmaster and dough!"

A big man with a dark face next to him nodded: "do you see the front tables? It's just a gift of offering the most precious martial arts of the clan, or the martial arts secret collection at the bottom of the box. It's really shameless

"So it is?"

Ding Jiao thought that he was bleeding this time, but now he could not help shaking his wrist holding the wine glass, and he thought to himself: "there are probably nurseries in these defecting families, which may be the secret development forces of Tianyuan holy land. At this time, he is making a move to lead the trend. If we do not surrender, the disaster will be in front of us... We should really kill him!"

"Which family is the brother of black face God?"

Next to the blue fat pupil in a flash of blue meaning, smile asked.

"I don't belong to any of the black natures..."

The black faced God smiles brightly, taps his wine cup on his lips, and pretends to be mysterious: "only a few holy places are left. Are they willing to be merged into the holy land of Tianyuan? So let's not talk more, just look at it.... "

When he said these words, he deliberately lowered his voice.

"Do you have any news?"

Ding Jiao, LAN pangzi and other martial arts people's minds were immediately mobilized.

Let them carry the combination of Tianyuan holy land, Diji holy land and Qinglian holy land alone, naturally they don't have the courage.

But if there is a leader, even if the leader also belongs to the holy land, it's another matter. At that time, they naturally don't mind Secretly adding fuel to the flames.

After all, it's better to be a chicken's head than a cow's Queen!

As a warrior, he naturally has this pride in his heart.

Even if they are not warriors, how many of them are willing to bow to others once they have tasted the pleasure of monopolizing power?

"Here comes the virgin of Qinglian!"

All of a sudden, a voice came from the front, and the whole square was solemn. Thousands of pairs of eyes were staring at the direction of the mountain gate.

Clank!

The sound of the eight stringed zither is like a dream in the garden.

Two lines of young girls in green clothes walked in, holding palace lanterns and holding round fans. They were beautiful and delicious, which made many great martial arts masters give up their thumbs: "I've heard that women in the holy land of Qinglian come out of the world. It's just like ordinary female disciples. I don't know what kind of grace that holy girl of Qinglian should be?"

Just in reverie, a faint fragrance lingers, empty and mysterious, with Zen.

Surrounded by nine holy lotus messengers, the master of Qinglian sect walked in with the hands of the holy daughter of Qinglian.

The crowd held their breath.

The leader of Qinglian sect was a middle-aged lady with a hairpin on her head, a golden green robe and tassels on the floor. She was graceful and generous. You can imagine that she was a beautiful woman in all directions when she was young.

The nine lotus emissary is not a common product. Ten beauties, like Chunlan Qiuju, are good at the competition, but they are all compared by the girl in the center.

Only two red ribbons on her shoulders can make her look like a bride. Her face is slightly powdered and covered with a layer of gauze, which covers half of her face. However, a pair of bright and tolerant eyes like stars, which seems to contain all the beautiful eyes in the world, is worth the ticket price.

It's just like a spring flowing slowly. It's just like water coming out of Hibiscus. It's the purest beauty of nature!

"Good!"

Even if I can't see the whole picture, I just look at her graceful figure and her eyes, which has confirmed that this girl must be a peerless one. I can't help thinking: "this girl is a perfect match for the proud young master. It's a perfect match. It's a perfect match

……

"Here comes my bride!"

After the hall, Dugu Ao wears a big red dress and spreads out his hands, allowing Bi Qiu to smooth every wrinkle on his body.

"The young master is very happy. If the master and his wife meet, they will be very happy."

Bi Qiu ties up her belt for Dugu AO and hangs a red sachet on it to send him out all the way.

When Dugu Ao stepped out of the door, he turned back and saw Bi Qiu standing by the door like a stone. He could not bear to say: "when the holy daughter of Qinglian comes by, give her a place!"

This idea is just a flash, he forgot, face full of smile to greet the bride.

Where is his real battlefield today!