Chapter 760

Qibao Liuli sect is the next patriarch. The wedding of the empress of Tiandou empire is not grand. On the contrary, it is also shabby.

According to Ning Rongrong's request, no grand ceremony was held and there was no uproar.

She just changed Qin Jian into a legal emperor when Tiandou Empire announced.

All other rituals were conducted in a closed place in Qibao Liuli sect.

We didn't ask tens of thousands of disciples for blessings, nor did we ask the sect to prepare a banquet.

In the assembly hall of Qibao Liuli sect, they were wearing snow-white dresses and were witnessed by Ning Fengzhi and jiandouluo.

This pair of dresses is an enlarged version of their royal etiquette examination.

Ning Rongrong kept the original, but he didn't want to lose it.

Only a few dozen people attended the ceremony, all of them at the top level of Qibao Liuli sect.

For example, Gu Douluo has no heart to compete with Jian Douluo, and the ancient Yue, who has no envy of Qin Jian and only admiration.

"Rongrong, don't you... Feel wronged by such a simple ceremony?" Qin Jian asked, holding her hand.

"Don't think..."

Ning Rongrong's flawless face had a beautiful and satisfied smile: "in fact, long ago, when we were recognized by the tears of the sea, when we were engaged, you were already my man in Rongrong's heart, all my life."

She blinked. "Now, it's just a ceremony!"

Qin Jian finally understood that he had already got Ning Rongrong when she was only ten years old.

Over the years, there have been hesitation, loss, jealousy and sour. The only thing that hasn't been done is regret.

Finally, they all precipitated and precipitated into almost one love now.

What do you want!

Qin Jian held her little hand tightly, as if he had grasped the whole world.

"Then, as a father, isn't it my uncle who has been called by Jian'er for so many years?" Ning Fengzhi said in the first place.

Qin Jian's eyes moved away from Ning Rongrong's side face and looked at Ning Fengzhi.

He slowly showed a warm and close smile: "thank you for your trust for so many years, thank you for being willing to give me Rongrong, thank you... Dad... Dad..."

Ning Fengzhi was stunned by his father. He quickly rubbed his eyes: "I'm really old, and my eyes are a little sour."

Qin Jian grew up after watching him. For so many years, he was like half a son.

He never doubted Qin Jian, even when Wu soul hall was opposite to Qibao Liuli sect.

It was not until this moment that Qin Jian sincerely called his father that he suddenly found that this was also a real perfection.

"Grandpa Jian, what will Rongrong call you in the future?"

Hearing Qin Jian calling Ning Feng to his father, Ning Rongrong suddenly smiled and looked at Jian Douluo: "I'm going to call with brother Jian?"

Sword Douluo's ice face was unusually soft on this day: "Rongrong can call it whatever he wants."

Ning Rongrong turned his eyes and smiled: "then I'll call the teacher with brother Jian, so my father and grandpa Jian will be the same generation!"

Sword Douluo: "

"In this case, Rongrong will still call me Grandpa bone. He is a generation taller than old man Jian. Hahaha..."

Bone Douluo's laughter made sword Douluo's face black for three times.

"I'm married and still pit your sword grandpa!" Ning Fengzhi shook his head helplessly.

"Let's go, brother Jian!"

Ning Rongrong took Qin Jian's hand and left: "the ceremony is completed. It's time for us to have a world of two!"

Qin Jian never thought that it would be a grand wedding, but it was so simple in the end.

Until he was dragged out by Ning Rongrong, he still looked confused.

"Rongrong, this little girl has returned to nature."

Ning Feng smiled happily: "their feelings have long been beyond these rituals. There is no difference between them."

"For so many years, we watched them come all the way, from love to separation, then to meeting, believing, staying together, and finally combining. What a reincarnation."

Sword Douluo looked at the back of Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong, and the sword meaning gradually became strong.

"Sword means killing, sword means guarding, sword means reincarnation..."

"I... realized..."

Seeing the momentum of sword Douluo getting stronger and stronger, bone Douluo almost scolded.

Who is the teacher and apprentice between the old man and Qin Jian? Why can Qin Jian make a big breakthrough every time?

"In terms of talent, I'm really not as good as old man Jian..."

Gudouluo pulled Guyue to cover his face and left: "I'm not as good as..."

Guyue was silent for a moment: "teacher, aren't you insulting him by comparing me with Qin Jian? In this face, who can compare with him?"

Gudouluo was dumbfounded.

"I can understand uncle Jian's feelings..."

Ning Fengzhi suddenly stood up, and his soul power fluctuated gradually: "seeing them coming all the way and passing through the ups and downs, it's like going through a lifetime for so long and so complete..."

He smiled: "of course, more importantly, the rules of this plane are different. As long as the realm is enough, the breakthrough becomes much simpler."

Seeing that Ning Fengzhi and sword Douluo are all on the edge of breakthrough, bone Douluo

"Yue'er, why don't you go to love and show the teacher?"

Guyue: "

Qibao Liuli sect is a place of mimicry cultivation.

"Rongrong, do you even choose the wedding room so casually?"

Qin Jian looked at the tent in front of him. It was really speechless.

"What's casual? It's the most meaningful!"

Ning Rongrong pouted his small lips: "I fell in love with brother Jian here and want to give it to brother Jian here."

Qin Jian blinked: "you like it."

Ning Rongrong took his hand and sat down on the cloud bed.

Although she lives in a humble tent, this bed... Is her own big bed, soft and comfortable.

Ning Rongrong suddenly glanced at him a little coy, and quickly turned his head.

"What's the matter, Rongrong?" Qin Jian asked.

Ning Rongrong blushed: "just... Just feel a little... Embarrassed..."

"What's embarrassing?" Qin Jian said strangely.

Ning Rongrong stuck out his tongue: "in the past, it was caused by sex. I couldn't stop it. This time, I wanted to be a serious husband and wife. I felt... Um... It was as strange as trying to complete the task."

"What's strange?"

Qin Jian lost his smile and stretched out his hand to gently embrace her in his arms: "we were the closest relationship, but now we are just closer."

He looked down and saw that Ning Rongrong's face was as white as jade under the red candle.

At this time, he sat on his lap, his eyes trembling, his eyes like water, soft and unprovoked.

In the past, she had a taste of it. She could only see him explain it in simple terms with others. This time it was her turn to feel the strange impulse.

Qin Jian just gently stroked her light ski back and soft long hair, so that her cheeks on both sides were covered with a layer of light pink, which was more delicate.

"Have you been waiting for this day for a long time?" he whispered with a smile.

"No!"

Ning Rongrong was angry and raised his head.

But just then, a warm kiss on her thin lips, and the strong masculine breath fixed at the end of her nose.

"Woo..."

Her face turned red, her heart beat fast, and there was a surge of heat in her body.

They didn't kiss for the first time, but this time, it was their wedding night. It was like a long-awaited dream that intoxicated her.

Kiss off.

Ning Rongrong gasped and fell in Qin Jian's arms, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his pretty face was as red as cherry dye.

The two people stick together, and bursts of faint fragrance from her float into Qin Jian's nose. He can't help but lower his head and sniff between her neck to get more.

Ning Rongrong swam all the way by his nose close to his neck, smelling his strong masculine breath.

A strange feeling came out of my heart, with bursts of fever on my face and body. My slender legs couldn't help but close together, and my body twisted gently.

Aware of her abnormality, Qin Jian raised his head and smiled gently.

Ning Rongrong hung his head in shame and hammered his chest: "don't look at me..."

But Qin Jian still stared at her and said to her with his unprecedented tenderness and firmness: "Rongrong, in this life, I... Will never lose you."

That year, he broke into her life without hesitation and changed her whole life. From that moment on, he secretly vowed that he would never fail the girl.

After that, she lost her original beauty and shed many tears.

Midnight dream, toss and turn, how many girl feelings, like that, have been betrayed and ravaged.

But she didn't give up after all. She came back to him with a new attitude and told him that she would never let go.

Young and innocent, mutual promise is a lifetime.

For this girl who really knows and believes in each other, he doesn't want to hurt her any more!

Listening to Qin Jian's slight but clanking words, Ning Rongrong's face burned red, his heart jumped more and more, and his heart was full of happiness.

The touch of being kissed by him still lingered on her lips. She was crazy when she remembered the tenderness he had just kissed herself.

"Brother Jian..."

She murmured, her eyes blurred.

"Rongrong only lived for brother Jian and died for brother Jian all his life..."

"Forever, forever..."

She raised her head, and her watery eyes drowned Qin Jian.

"Never leave... Never give up."

Listening to her whispering voice, Qin Jian's eyes moved slightly, and infinite warmth lingered in his mind.

Looking at Ning Rongrong's infatuated and happy smile, a thousand kinds of pity and love rushed into his heart for a moment. He raised his hand and gently stroked her face. Without words, he gently kissed her lips again.

No matter how gorgeous the language and how beautiful the love words are, they can't match her pure and sincere infatuation.

Ning Rongrong seemed to melt into Qin Jian's arms, catered to his kiss and smelled his breath.

She soon lost half her strength and collapsed in his arms, caressed and kissed by him.

Feeling his hot temperature and breath, gradually, she began to forget where she was, her identity, the girl's shame and everything.

Just remember that this is her hot embrace, and don't leave anyway.

The unprecedented warmth and moving filled Ning Rongrong's heart. I don't know when, her eyes were slightly moist, and the tears of happiness slipped quietly.

She held her man tightly, who would be with her all her life.

A kiss lasts forever.

Qin Jian's movement gradually slowed down. Ning Rongrong, who was almost suffocated by the kiss, gasped gently, was ashamed and didn't speak, and the pear vortex on his cheeks appeared.

At this time of immersion, even the instinct of Title Douluo was forgotten, as if she had really become a soft and weak girl, dumping in the tenderness of her beloved.

Qin Jian couldn't help kissing again.

Ning Rongrong gave a "um" and quietly closed his eyes and kissed back.

Tonight is their wedding night. It's the night she really gives everything to him.

She put her arms around his neck and told him in her own way that everything about her belonged to him.

Qin Jian stared at her watery eyes, stopped and said softly, "Rongrong... I want you..."

Ning Rongrong blinked, her delicate body trembled slightly, muttered for a long time, gently bit her pink lower lip, retracted her head in his arms, and whispered, "brother Jian..."

She slowly closed her eyes and looked forward to what would happen next in tension, happiness and expectation

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