Legend of Swordsman Chapter 987: Goodbye in the next life!

In the early morning, the genius just dawned.

Oh! Boom! Boom!

The ancient bells, one after another, sounded inside and outside the entire imperial city.

A huge suspended platform. In the center of this platform is a huge staircase. On both sides of the staircase, there are people from the East and the Tang Dynasty, and the powerful people from all sides stand there. Below, two hands holding each other, slowly walking figure.

Jian Wushuang, wearing a silk silk dragon robe full of body today, is extremely luxurious, with the handsome and spirited face, looks extremely handsome.

Frosty is a long red dress inlaid with fire and phoenix patterns, wearing a golden phoenix crown, a beautiful face, and a beauty that is not beautiful. With this dress, it is beautiful and beautiful. Shameless self-confidence.

One is the first myth of the blue fire world, the absolute myth of the Eastern Tutang.

The other is the first beauty recognized in the Qinghuo world, the daughter of Emperor Xiaodi, the princess of Eastern Tutang,

Lang Cai is a beautiful girl.

As they crossed the steps and reached the center of the high platform, on the first seat, the sitting Emperor Tang and Xue Lingtian both smiled.

"Who worships heaven and earth!"

...

A simple marriage ritual was completed in front of the powerful parties.

Next, there was a large banquet covering the entire imperial city. The banquet was crowded and lively, and Jian Wushuang also came out to celebrate with the strong parties who came. It was not until late at night that the banquet gradually dispersed go with.

In the wedding room.

Jian Wushuang, who had been entertained for a day at the banquet, entered the room, his body shook, and his drunkenness disappeared immediately.

Into the room, Jian Wushuang saw the cold frost waiting silently on the bed.

Jian Wushuang walked up and sat down in front of Leng Rushuang.

"Frost."

Jian Wu's eyes have a touch of affection, looking at the cold frost, his fingers stroked the hair on both sides of the frosty forehead.

"You are so beautiful." Jian Wushuang smiled.

Leng Rushuang didn't speak, but his figure came forward toward the sword.

Jian Wushuang smiled slightly, and his lips immediately moved up. After a long time, his lips were divided.

"Frost, I want you!" Jian Wu's eyes flashed hot, and he placed the frost on the bed, but leaned slowly.

Flowers in the cave, spring is boundless.

No words all night.

In the early morning of the next day, Jian Wushuang just woke up and saw the cold side sitting at the desk case.

I looked at Jian Wushuang coldly and tenderly, "Last night you forgot to drink a glass of wine with me, it's time to make up."

Jian Wushuang stunned, and then saw the wine glass on the table case, couldn't help but smile, and immediately came over.

The wine glass is already full.

"Just for the sake of being together forever in the future, come on." Jian Wushuang took the wine glass and drew it to the cold frost.

Leng Rushuang shivered physically and mentally, but did not cause Jian Wushuang to notice, she also picked up the wine glass.

The two have a drink and then drink the wine from the glass.

"This wine has a good taste." Jian Wushuang still has an endless aftertaste.

"You haven't heard me play the piano for a long time. Today, you listen to me again, how about it?" Leng Rushuang smiled.

"I can't ask for it." Jian Wushuang smiled.

When Leng Rushuang waved his hand, there was an extra guqin on the desk case, and with her jade finger, she flicked the strings gently.

The harpsichord sounds spread slowly in this room.

Jian Wushuang closed his eyes and listened carefully.

The sound of the piano is wonderful, but it contains thousands of emotions.

That emotion is extremely complicated.

There are pain, sadness, and unwillingness, but more are helpless.

Listen, Jian Wushuang's brow frowned slightly.

For a long time, the frosty fingers stopped, but the piano sound still echoed in Jian Wushuang's mind for a long time.

Jian Wu's eyes slowly opened, but his eyes flashed a little doubt.

"Shuanger, we are just married, we should be overjoyed, but this song ..." Jian Wushuang said slightly.

"It's sad, helpless, right?" Leng Rushuang looked over.

But when Jian Wushuang saw frosty eyes, his body and mind were shocked.

Despite the deliberate suppression of cold frost, Jian Wushuang still saw it. Seeing the depth of cold frost eyes and pupils, the heartbreaking pain, still the deep helplessness ... Jian Wushuang eyes were fierce. He shrank, and his heart immediately raised a bad hunch.

"That song was just called ... see you in the next life." Leng Rushuang said.

"Goodbye in the afterlife? What goodbye in the next life? Isn't it ..." The sword has no double-sided changes, and when I just thought of it, I suddenly realized that I didn't know why. I didn't have any energy on my body. No energy.

"What's going on? What's going on?"

Jian Wushuang was extremely furious, but he couldn't say a half word in his mouth. He could only growl and roar in the bottom of his heart.

"It's wine, it's the wine I just drank!" Jian Wushuang stared, staring at the wine glass in front of himself.

"Sword Sword, I'm sorry!" Leng Rushuang spoke again, but her voice seemed so harsh.

"I am the body of great sin, and I don't deserve you ... I can be your wife for a day, I am very satisfied, very satisfied!"

"Sorry? No, no, I don't want you to apologize, no !!!" Jian Wushuang roared madly in his heart and stared at the cold frost, but couldn't say a word.

"Jian Wushuang, goodbye!"

"If there is a future life, I will still choose to be your wife!"

"You and me ... goodbye in the next life!"

The voice of Leng Rushuang was sad and sad, and tears had covered his face.

"No, no!" Jian Wushuang was completely crazy.

"King Wang, come out quickly, stop her, help me stop her!" Jian Wushuang screamed inwardly.

However, when he heard this, the King King parasitic in his body was silent, and did not move at all.

Jian Wushuang's staring pupils stared coldly and frostily at him, but then turned slowly and his figure floated out.

"No !!!"

Jian Wushuang's heart uttered an unprecedented roar. After the roar, the effect of the glass of wine was fully exerted, making Jian Wushuang's consciousness drunk completely.

This wine is called Hematitis.

It is not something that the Qinghuo world can have, but it is from the chaotic world of ancient times. It is made by a strong man who is drunk like alcohol.

This wine is enough to make people drunk, not to mention that Jian Wushuang is just an eternal realm, even if it is a real Taoist, even Tianzun, or even the supreme power of Tang Emperor, just drink The next time is enough to talk for seven days and nights.

In the ancient world, Jian Wushuang, because he didn't want his two brothers to take risks with him, had drunk his two brothers for three days.

Today, the same scene appeared, but this method was used instead, and it was cold as frost, but it was Jian Wushuang who was drunk.

ps: This plot is a bit difficult to write. First four chapters, and ten minutes later, chapter five should come out.