Chapter 955 Welcome the Bride!

After a game of chess was played, black and white chess pieces criss-crossed on the chessboard, and cracks appeared on the chessboard.

The two players playing chess, Chen Wei and Jiang Lin looked relaxed, but the corners of their mouths were full of blood.

The golden figures behind them have all shattered, turning into fist energy and dissipating in the air.

There are thousands of ways of asking fist, and this chess game seems to have nothing to do with martial arts, but it is also a kind of asking boxing.

Every move of Chen Wei and Jiang Lin's chess and chess moves was filled with true energy and punches.

These qi and fist moves will be gathered by these special chess pieces to form a golden body.

Then the golden figures behind the two will attack each other, like a double attack.

The characteristic of this kind of Wenquan is that all chess pieces are used as the medium, so the strength of the body is equal, and the competition is entirely the duration of the true energy in the body.

And even though Chen Wei used the martial arts zhenqi of the mountain top realm to fight against Jiang Linyuan's martial arts zhenqi at the early stage of the wandering realm, it seemed a bit bullying, but it was the most fair.

Because there is not much difference in true qi between the early stage of Yuanyoujing and the perfect Wufu in Yuanyoujing, the difference is in physique.

Similarly, there is very little difference between the true energy of the peak state and the initial stage of the mountain state.

Logically speaking, Jiang Lin is indeed hopeful of defeating the ordinary mountaintop realm, but the opponent is the patriarch of the Chen clan after all, a genius who is rare in a thousand years, so his mountaintop realm is naturally different.

In the end, even though both of them seemed to be bleeding from the corners of their mouths, Jiang Lin felt that his internal organs had been shattered, and his whole body seemed to be squeezed dry.

But Chen Wei was only slightly injured!

But even so, Jiang Lin had already won, because Jiang Lin took the lead in smashing Chen Wei's golden body in a desperate gesture.

"If it wasn't for your last desperate punch, you might not be able to marry Xiaojuan today." Chen Wei shook his head, "Let's go, Xiaojuan is waiting for you."

Jiang Lin got up and bowed his hands: "Old man, pay attention to your health. As you get older, it's better to drink more hot water and bubble wolfberries."

"I know, I know, get out, get out." Chen Wei waved his hand, thinking that his beloved granddaughter is going to marry this brat today, he panicked, "Take good care of Xiao Marriage, otherwise I will never beat the old man to death you!"

Jiang Lin smiled and said, "Grandpa Chen Yong has already said so, please rest assured, senior."

"Hum..." Chen Yan snorted and turned his head away, as if the members of the Chen family were more or less a little arrogant.

Walking past the chess stand, True Lord Tai Er quickly brought Jiang Lin's horse over.

"Brother Jiang, your horse is coming. If we hadn't taken the horse away as soon as possible before, Brother Jiang, your horse would have been gone." Taier Zhenjun looked at Jiang Lin sincerely, and Taier Zhenjun, who had witnessed the Three Questions Fist, felt himself My brother is so handsome!

Jiang Lin frowned slightly: "Tai Er, why do I feel that you are scolding me?"

"No way!"

"Forget it, let's go."

Jiang Lin got on his horse.

On the big day, I don't care about him anymore.

At that time, I will settle accounts with Taier Zhenjun's daughter.

"I'll come! I'll lead the horse, old pig!" Jijibo took the rope.

Taier Zhenjun and Diaoda could only take out the gongs and drums and the chest drum and start beating.

Qian Xiaopang took out the suona out of nowhere and started playing.

It looks a bit shabby, but the extremely lively welcoming team is formed in this way.

On both sides of the street, Jiang Lin had already passed the Three Questions Fist, and the sound of firecrackers was crackling unscrupulously. No matter men, women, old or young, or mortal monks, they all stepped forward to watch the excitement.

There was a little girl on Papa's neck looking at the groom.

There were also a few girls who saw that Jiang Lin was going to marry a wife, and they were crying, even though Jiang Lin didn't know any of these people.

Many people sprinkled red paper and red petals, covering the entire street.

This is not something that Jiang Lin found, but one of the customs of Wanli City.

After the Three Questions Fist, the man welcomes the bride, sprinkles red paper to celebrate, and spreads flower petals to show respect for the opponent's strength.

Of course, some disciples of the Chen Clan were heartbroken and wished that a meteorite would fall towards Jiang Lin now! Just smash Jiang Lin to death

In this way, Xiaojuan will not be humiliated by this pig.

But they also know it's unrealistic.

And having said that, they still admire Jiang Lin very much.

The first punch, Jiang Lin and Chen Bei's fight for the Dao, Jiang Lin stepped into the strongest remote realm.

In the second questioning punch, Jiang Lin suppressed Chen Yong's elder Chen Yong with dozens of punches in the early stage of the Yuanyou Realm.

With the third punch, Jiang Lin shattered the patriarch's golden body.

The Three Questions Fist was broadcast live, without any rehearsal, and no one rehearsed for Jiang Lin. This was all in the eyes of everyone.

At least, this foreigner is fully qualified to marry his own family, Chen Yu, there is nothing wrong with that!

And looking at the more and more bustling streets, Taier Zhenjun and the others became even more energetic in their gongs, drums, chest drums, and suona.

However, Jiang Lin, who has been married twice, always feels that he is riding a big red horse, and he always feels embarrassed if he doesn't say anything.

So, Jiang Lin started to throw out coins, oh no, started to throw out spirit stones.

People on the street sprinkled flowers and red paper, Jiang Lin sprinkled spirit stones, and sprinkled each other, the atmosphere even reached a climax.

Originally, there were only a few people in the welcoming team, and it was like a long queue to welcome the bride.

Finally, at the gate of the Chen Mansion where red lanterns and big red flowers were hung, Jiang Lin got off his horse.

"Jiang Lin, the sun and moon leader of Wutong State, came to carry people!" According to the custom, Jiang Lin shouted at the door with fists folded.

In the end, it wasn't the bride who came, but a dozen bridesmaids in red bridesmaid dresses!

One by one, delicate little fists greeted Jiang Lin.

There is no killing intent, but Xiaoxiao is unhappy with her sister to marry.

Xiaojuan marrying him means that Xiaojuan will no longer live in Wanli City in the future, and it is estimated that she will not see him a few times a year.

Thinking of this, the bridesmaids of Married Chen are even more unhappy!

Especially this Jiang Lin has a lot of beauties, and each of those beauties is more powerful than the other, and the character of the young lady definitely won't be able to get the position of a big wife!

hateful! I, the Pearl of the Chen Clan, can't even get a position as a big woman?

sisters! Give him a hammer! Beat this scumbag!

Ever since, these punches became more serious, as if with the determination to beat Jiang Lin to death since he couldn't beat Jiang Lin to death.

However, facing these little sisters whose highest level was only at the level of bravery, Jiang Lin, who was already two levels higher than them, naturally walked through the flowers without touching any leaves.

From the beginning to the end, Jiang Lin didn't let them punch him.

The bridesmaids who were left behind all stomped angrily.

Another girl took advantage of Jiang Lin's "not paying attention" and secretly kicked him in the ass.

Now the bridesmaids are much more comfortable, I feel that this Jiang Lin is not so invincible~~~~

Jiang Lin turned around to try to reason with the girl who didn't practice martial arts, but the bridesmaids hurriedly dispersed, as if they had been rehearsed in advance.

Jiang Lin shook his head and continued to move forward.

At this time, an old woman from the Chen residence stepped forward.

The old lady looked old, like an ordinary kind old lady in the street, but this old lady was a warrior in the mountains.

"Not bad, not bad, not bad." The old woman looked at Jiang Lin and said "Not bad" three times.

Jiang Lin didn't know what the old woman was referring to, so he just smiled back, and then bowed with fists together: "Jiang Lin, come to greet my relatives."

"Yes." The old lady nodded, "Come with me."

Passing through the festive courtyard covered with red paper and plastered with the word "囍", Jiang Lin was brought to the ancestral hall of the Chen Mansion.

At this time, outside the ancestral hall, apart from relatives, Chen Yong, Chen Wei, Chen Bei who had changed his clothes, the elderly of the Chen clan, and the saints of the three religions guarding the Great Wall all came.

This wedding banquet in Wanli City, even if it is thousands of years later, I am afraid that it will not have such a big show.

"The groom has arrived! Welcome the bride!"

A dozen little girls in festive little red dresses squeezed forward and shouted joyfully in unison, their immature voices passing through the small courtyard.

"Crackling crackling."

The sound of firecrackers reappeared, amidst the sound of firecrackers, the girl who was about to become a wife was supported by her parents and walked out slowly from the happy smoke of firecrackers.

Stepping on a pair of small shoes embroidered with red cloud patterns, Jinxi's red makeup, and a double-layered wide-sleeved shirt with python dark flowers and gold silk, the sleeves covered white and tender wrists.

The cuffs are embroidered with patterns of mandarin ducks and pomegranates, and the chest is fastened with a red gold collar button inlaid with rubies, and the outer cover is a magenta double phoenix embroidered with clouds and golden tassels.

The happy wind of the fire phoenix has a gentle and docile attitude, as if it is about to come alive.

Peach red satin is embroidered into a girdle with double flower and bird patterns hanging down, and clouds and cranes are pinned in gold to depict twelve silver immortal skirts.

The skirt is embroidered with the pattern of a hundred sons and a hundred blessings. The tail skirt is about three feet long, and the edge is rolled with inch-long gold thread embellishments, inlaid with five-color rice beads, and it rustles when walking.

There are twin strands of pearl coral tassels and jasper pendant hanging from the temples, and a pair of red gold mandarin ducks in the center embrace each other.

The last one is a plain red hijab to cover the happiness, the phoenix crown and the xiapei, the golden skirt and the red dress, make people want to take off the hi-red hijab!

Under the red hijab, what I saw was definitely the most beautiful appearance of a girl in her life.

Jiang Lin stepped forward, at this time the Buddhist sage began to chant scriptures, and the golden scriptures filled the courtyard with blessings and peace, which meant that dragon and phoenix would bring good luck.

The Confucian sage flicked his sleeves lightly, and the scriptures emerged, which was awe-inspiring.

The Taoist sage swings his whisk lightly, and the long river of time emerges in the courtyard. The mandarin ducks in the river accompany each other, and the zither sings with each other.

"Boy, treat my daughter well! Otherwise! Your father, I'll discount your three legs!" Chen Huo's old eyes were moist.

Even Chen Huo regretted it a little now.

Why did you agree to let him marry Xiaozhu?

Why didn't the father-in-law and the clan leader put Jiang Lin on the ground?

At that time, when the father-in-law stopped him, he used the strength of breastfeeding. Logically speaking, shouldn't it be the granddaughter who hurts more?

Why did you let this kid come over to greet the relatives properly?

"Xiaolin, Xiaojuan is a bit self-willed, sometimes she plays mischievously, and she doesn't know how to cook. When knitting gloves for you, she even poked her own fingers hundreds of times, and the needles broke hundreds of times. In the future, I will trouble you, Xiao Lin, to take care of Xiao Married."

Chen's mother is also very reluctant, after all, she is her own daughter, and now that she is going to marry, she always feels that something is about to be taken away.

"Don't worry, father and mother. I will take good care of Xiaozhu in the future. If parents are worried, you can come to Mount Everest to find Xiaoju at any time. Anyway, we live close together." Jiang Lin said with a smile, expressing a sense of meaning Simple.

[In the future, we will settle down in the Sun Moon Sect, and we will not go anywhere. You can come and visit us at any time, anyway, there is not half a stick of incense left. 】

"Okay, okay." Chen's mother wiped her tears, she thought that Jiang Lin would settle in the White Empire or somewhere in the White Kingdom.

Now that she has Xiaolin's promise, she can see her daughter at any time, which is the best.

"Hahaha! I knew you had a conscience, my father and I will often get together for bubble tea in the future, so hurry up and give birth to a little girl, let me hug my granddaughter."

"One? One is not enough." Jiang Lin said with a smile, "Back then, Xiaojuan told me to have three hisses."

Before Jiang Lin finished speaking, the bride took a step forward, stepping on Jiang Lin's instep with her little foot, and Jiang Lin's voice stopped abruptly.

"Okay, okay, hurry up and pay homage, don't miss the hour."

Chen's mother smiled gently, and handed her daughter's hand to Jiang Lin. Chen's father also nodded, and handed over her daughter's other hand.

Jiang Lin leaned down, took out the skirt-pressing knife Xiao Yuzao had given him from his bosom, and lightly drew a thin mark on the skirt on the outside of the girl's thigh.

Putting away the knife and standing up, Jiang Lin took Chen Jian's hands and gently pulled them to his side.

"Worship the ancestors!"

"Second obeisance to the high hall!"

"Three worships to the Sword God!"

Following the old woman's shout, Jiang Lin and Chen Jian paid homage to the ancestors of Chen Yong's lineage in the ancestral hall.

After the ancestors worship, they will worship their parents again.

Finally, worship the portrait of the ancient sword fairy who once saved the Chen family.

Then Jiang Lin discovered that the sword fairy was himself again.

The Chen clan does not worship the sky or the earth, that is because the Chen clan's ancestral precepts are like this.

Don't believe in heaven or earth, only believe in your own fists!

"Licheng!"

Following the ceremony, Jiang Lin and Chen Jian officially became husband and wife. In the dark, the fate of the two martial arts is combined with each other, regardless of you and me. From then on, there is me in you, and you in me.

At the same time, more than a dozen little sisters married to Chen lowered their heads and sobbed faintly, not only expressing their reluctance to marry their own sisters, but also expressing their blessings for their own sisters.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." Amidst the faint sobs of the girl, there was a sudden burst of crying.

Chen Wei, Chen Yong, and Chen Huo cried even more sadly.

The saints of the Three Religions next to him were stunned.

These three people have experienced countless battles of life and death without shedding a single tear, but now they are crying like a three hundred catty child.

"Enter the bridal chamber!"

With the last sound of falling to the ground, Jiang Lin carried Chen Jian on his shoulders and ran into the bridal chamber. The children chased her all the way, which was a joy.

After all the ceremonies were over, when Jiang Lin carried Chen Jian into the bridal chamber, the sky just turned dark.

The sound of clinking wine glasses at the wedding banquet in the courtyard, the sound of children laughing, and the shouting of adults faintly spread into the room.

In the room, Jiang Lin put Chen Jian on the bed, and gently lifted her red hijab.

The girl's eyelids are lowered, her face is shy, her red makeup is lightly applied, and her brows are charming.

Jiang Lin pulled down the bed curtain.

"Candle." The girl said in a waxy voice.

"oh."

A fist blows, and the red candle goes out