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The horse was galloping in the field, and the fiery mane rose like blood.

Several working farmers stood up straight, curiously looking at the man on horseback.

It seemed to be a pair of young men and women in luxurious clothes.

"Sister, Min Min has something to say ..."

A faint gasp floated around the neck, warm and moist.

"We're almost there, and you will talk to me later when you have something." Lin Lang looked up and saw the wooden archway in the town. The year is approaching, and the archway has also been renewed, painted very brightly, with red and bright lanterns hanging on both sides, revealing a strong and open atmosphere.

The horse quickly stopped in front of a medical hall.

She asked the medicine boy to help her get people off immediately.

Lin Lang supported people and walked up the stairs.

The young man's throat groaned, pain and depression.

The medicine boy shuddered, and blood spattered from the ground.

Sun Yingshao's eyes were black and he fell backwards softly. This time he didn't have any support.

Lin Lang's physical exertion is excessive today. His arm hurts and he almost missed it.

The last two people sat on the ground, Sun Yingshao lying on her side.

"Trouble making your doctor come out!" Lin Lang held his head and frowned at the medicine boy. "He was shot in the chest and shed a lot of blood."

Yaotong quickly ran inside.

Lin Lang lowered his head and saw that his pupils began to show poor dissipation. He immediately held his face with his hands, and his fingers gently rubbed the roots of his ears.

"Sister, it hurts." Sun Yingshao looked at her with the pair of lost focal lengths, and muttered a few monosyllables in her mouth. It was blurry, and she could not hear clearly.

"Min Min ... hurt ..."

This time she heard clearly.

"Where does it hurt?" She leaned over and her black hair fell on his large cloak.

"pain……"

He frowned unconsciously, twitching slightly, opening his **** lips and closing them, but making no sound that could be heard.

Until her kiss fell on the lips, the youth's dry eyes suddenly brightened for a moment, like a spark of fireworks opening up in the night sky.

"Yes, I'm sorry." Obviously the voice of the teenager, but with the hoarseness and maturity of the man, "Minmin may not be able to continue to protect and protect you ..."

However, his sister is so smart that even without him, he should be able to live well.

Lin Lang reached out and gently stroked his sweat-wet hair, and the teenager's eyelashes were also wet, which made people think of love for no reason.

"Sister ... call me again ... Min Min ..."

He suddenly grabbed Lin Lang's wrist, tightly.

The young man's neck had blue muscles, and his eyes were gradually reddening.

"Min Min."

"Well ... Minmin is here ... always ..."

Her hand was pulled to the face by the teenager, then, slowly, covered his eyes.

Covered the last ray of light.

The teenager cheered.

My sister's hands are warmer than before.

Lin Lang's palm covered the teenager's eyebrows and looked up slightly at the sky.

It's raining.

The mountains in the distance were impregnated with the emerald spirit, and they were like the eyes of a beautiful woman. The stone steps paved with bluestones grow moss quietly, blending with the surrounding silence.

"Da da--"

Light footsteps sounded.

Until walking to a tombstone.

The oil-paper umbrella was lifted back slightly and rested on the woman's shoulder.

She was dressed in a slightly plain cheongsam, her hair was curled up, and a host of hairpins was obliquely inserted. In his arms was a bouquet of pure white flawless lilies.

"I came to see you."

After a long silence, she spoke slowly.

"Tomorrow, I am getting married, and I will not come again."

Lin Lang raised his hands, removed the earrings, and placed them beside the tombstone with flowers.

She stood for a while, and the rain gradually dissipated.

"Snapped--"

Lin Lang put away her umbrella and went down the path.

Three days later, a team of greetings appeared in the streets.

Rarely, the bridegroom is a young man under the age of eighteen, who rides a maroon horse and marries majesty. The dark black large cloak was randomly placed on the shoulders showing a broad posture, and only a silver chain was used to buckle the velvet hard collars at both ends, and the pretentious atmosphere was revealed in the spirit.

Ten miles of red makeup, eight lift the big sedan.

The gongs and drums meandered all the way.

Yin Hong's wedding sedan is about to pass a prestigious Buddhist temple in the local area, and Xi Niang directs the entourage girls to launch the prepared red silk.

In the custom of marrying a marriage, if you encounter a temple, a water well, an ancestral hall, a big tree, etc. on the way, the sedan chair should be covered up in order to ward off evil.

The bridegroom was aware of these familiarity and also slowed down the pace with them.

The cool wind blew the veil of the sedan chair.

The red hijab is adorned with tassels, swaying when lifted, the outline of the bride's eyebrows is vaguely visible.

Some people sat in front of the big tree in front of the Buddhist temple and looked at this scene dumbly.

At the next moment, the red silk covered up the sedan.

The huge team of welcoming relatives left in a mighty way.

"Furong should be planted on the shore of the pond, and water is better. If it is planted elsewhere, there will be no ..."

"There is nothing ... here ..."

"Huh ... I cried? Why ..."

"really weird……"

Someone was at a loss in front of the Buddha statue.

Someone was married in the hall.

"Congratulations, the perfect match!"

"Your boy, get married earlier than me!"

"Come here, don't dry this cup, don't blame the brothers who will marry the wedding room."

"Aw-the groom official has beaten someone! It's not time yet!"

The bridegroom raised her sword eyebrow, "Here, I am King Fa."

"Wow, isn't it just to be a pro? What's so arrogant!"

"That is, King Shan, the bride is also affected following you!"

"Hahaha, you look at people better!" Brothers are gloating, "Know that weddings also have such custom as robbing, oh, it hurts! Where are you kicking your bastard?"

The bridegroom suppressed the guests in the wedding room with absolute force.

"Squeak--"

A pair of black boots stopped in front of the wedding room, took a deep breath, and slowly pushed open the door next to the big red double happiness.

A lantern was hung on the eaves, and the drooping red tassel was gently flicked by the night wind outside, and the shadow cast on the carpet was suddenly shaken.

He leaned back with his back, slowly closed the door, walked a few steps, and seemed to remember something, and returned to lock it seriously, showing a satisfied smile.

"came back?"

A female voice came from the inner room.

The young bridegroom blushed instantly, and Zhiwuwuwu returned an unhealthy "um".

He quietly opened the bead curtain and walked in. Later, he thought he was a serious man, so it was too much counsel, so he pretended to calmly cough, "Let you wait a long time."

"Soon." The soft voice slowly spread like a lake, "Just like you come."

Obviously it was a placating word, and ... what if he was even more shy?

Thin fingers picked up a handful of jade Ruyi, and raised the hijab.

She also slowly raised her head.

The beauty of Chunxia was stained at the end of the eyes, and the shadowy candlelight added a little more color.

He was dull.

"Min Min Jun, when are you going to see?"

Sun Yingshao was irritated by a certain word in her words, and subconsciously retorted, "You are not allowed to call me Xiaofujun."

"Ok?"

She seemed to laugh, "Why, just after the church, is the Marshal's majesty right now?"

"Sister knew I didn't mean that!" He was anxious immediately, grabbing her hand.

The young man sweated in his palm and was a hundred times more nervous than usual.

"Then what do you mean?" She played with his fingers, and Sun Yingshao's body temperature rose rapidly, and soon became slimy. He withdrew his hands in his astonishing eyes and sneaked a few wipes behind the pants behind him. Next, "Well, let's drink Heya wine first ..."

Lin Lang said with a smile, so the teenager was even more bearish, and led the person to the table case with red ears.

Two well-opened gourd scoops were tied with red threads and filled with clear wine.

The two picked up at the same time and put them to their lips.

While drinking, her little gentleman raised her star eyes to sneak a peek at people.

My sister ’s lips are red today, and this observation taught him to swallow several saliva.

"looks good?"

"Of course!" Xiaofujun thought he didn't want to reply. When he saw the teasing smile in the corner of the other person's mouth, he didn't want to think about anything. He put down the gourd scoop in a proper manner. Let loose half hug.

Lin Lang struggled symbolically a few times, and he hugged tighter.

Sun Yingshao put her on the rosewood bed, and she took off the magnificent phoenix crown on her head, and then the earrings, necklaces, and jade bracelets. Then he squatted down and took off her embroidered shoes. The teenager shivered and gently peeled off the thin Luo socks.

He was startled, and the other side suddenly withdrew his foot and digged into it, making an unclear "tummy" sound.

Sun Yingshao was irritated by this mocking laughter.

"Snapped--"

Lin Lang was pressed under him, and small objects such as red dates, peanuts, longan, etc. in the mattress were also flicked aside by the palm of the teenager. He put his arms on her cheeks, staring at people, it seemed to be thinking about where to fit.

Eventually, she set her eyes on her lips.

Sun Yingshao leaned down and put one finger against his eyebrow. "Still fooling? Your injury is not good."

He was a little unhappy with her tone of coaxing children, but said obediently, "It's just a minor injury, unlike the previous shot in the chest, you don't have to worry."

Sun Yingshao still survived that big death.

That day, just before he passed out, he heard the sound of rain in the dim, thinking she was still outside, what if she got wet and no one cared? With that breath, he waited for the doctor to run fast.

Six months after training, he was born alive again, taking over the position of Marshal Sun.

"Really?"

"Really!"

He smiled when she saw her, and the ghost messenger held her wrist and kissed her lips. Gradually, he was greedy for the tenderness and became more and more dissatisfied, licking all the way from his fingers to his elbows.

The dragon and phoenix candle burned through the night, reflecting the butterflies flying by the window.

In deep affection, he touched her pinna with his lips, as if biting, and the moist heat was red.

"Sister ... Don't refuse Minmin ... Minmin is good to you ..."

The teenager's forehead was sweating and his voice had softened to a decent level, as if countless small hooks were pulling the weakest piece of the heart.

There is no other way than surrender.

Although his consciousness was out of control and blurred to a terrible edge, he still remembered to gently touch the top of her head with his palm, so as not to accidentally hit the rigid bed board.

"sister."

"Sister, sister ..."

"Minmin ... um ... it's your husband."

From the innocent and carefree little gentleman to the cold-blooded marshal who is now decisive and decisive.

Minmin is always your husband.

You can bully, you can rely on peace of mind, you can spend the rest of your life.

For you--

I want to be invincible and invincible.