The ten Qianhu generals reacted a moment slowly, came to their senses, knelt down and worshiped the Duke, and also shouted in unison.
"Congratulations to Khan on your great achievements!"
This time, the Duke of Zhenguo did not show any humility and low-key posture. He stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the clouds and the sky, his divine light was blazing!
The ancient Tatar tribe once suffered a catastrophe. Hundreds of years have passed. Now, this ancient Tatar tribe has the highest status and the most respected bloodline. When he sees the dawn of the revival of his tribe, how can he not be high-spirited and dissatisfied with the spring breeze?
?!
"Let Xiao Ling come over to see me. Please step back."
After a long time, Duke Zhen finally calmed down and frowned slightly. Everything was ready, and Dongfeng had to nod.
Although he was completely sure that he could persuade his adopted daughter, the relationship between father and daughter for more than twenty years was not like clouds and sand that could be blown away by the wind.
But in the face of the great cause of the race, the Duke of Zheng will naturally not care about such illusory things as his adopted daughter's pursuit of happiness. It is best to be obedient, and if you are disobedient, you must listen!
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Zhenwutan!
As the news of Bai Che's announcement of his wedding spread, the entire Zhenwutan has been plunged into a state of bustle.
From the head of the Chu family to the heads of the South Island family and even many talented people from the South Island, everyone worked together, from the location of the wedding to the surprise of the groom’s official wedding attire, etc., all with great intentions, just to get Bai Bai.
Mr.'s "pleasure"!
And when the Chu family leader and others held a meeting to discuss the location of Master Bai Xian's wedding, whether it was Xianhai Square, Chunshui Tower, Zhenwu Pond, etc., Bai Che seemed to be an irrelevant person, in Zhenwu Pond.
Fishing alone in a corner.
Of course, Xuan Xuzi and Xiaolingtong were standing by, looking at each other with big eyes and small eyes, and did not dare to say anything.
Everyone knows that the master does not have any leisure time to fish, it is just to calm his mind.
"Master Bai, Miss Tang is not crying at all, but on the contrary, Xiaodao is very worried! Do you want to go over and have a look?"
Finally, Xuan Xuzi couldn't hold it any longer.
In fact, both Lao Dao and PHS, as well as Yan Bing and Yu Qian, were rejected. It was difficult for them to even meet Tang Wanrou, let alone any persuasion.
The team members have been together for such a long time, and they all know Tang Wanrou's character. Regarding Bai Che's sudden announcement of marriage this time, it would be better if Tang Wanrou was just crying and jealous, hiding behind closed doors.
That's a bit worrying.
To untie the bell, you must tie the bell!
Whether Bai Che knew it or not, he certainly knew it.
But because of this, he has been unable to respond...
He himself has betrayed Qing. If the explanation is useful, why does he need to come here and pretend to fish?
This time the situation was too complicated and sudden, and he himself was a little helpless!
Combining with Qi Xiaoling is not just as simple as marriage, but a real union, and there must be a bloodline for future generations, otherwise it will be meaningless.
But he also has his own difficulties. Apart from Yan Bing who can comfort him, how many others can speak to his heart?!
People in the arena involuntarily!
He could have nothing to do and embark on the journey alone without bringing these "oil bottles" with him, but the current situation was no longer up to him.
Everything that happened on Qianlong Street is vividly visible!
There were more than a thousand living lives, whether directly or indirectly, Bai Che could not escape his involvement, so he died in Qianlong Street. How many people here are brothers and sisters of people from the South Island, and how many people have high hopes for them.
children?!
He is not a plant or a tree, he has flesh and blood!
"I'm going to find her!"
After an unknown amount of time, Bai Che put down his fishing rod and walked toward the small courtyard where Tang Wanrou lived while Xuan Xuzi and Xiao Lingtong were trembling.
The flowers and trees are sparse and the wooden door is closed.
Bai Che has arrived.
Xuan Xuzi and PHS were both smart people, but they just stayed outside and did not follow them again.
"Wanrou..."
Bai Che knocked on the door and put his fingers on his forehead, thinking about how to speak.
"I have it."
The door creaked open, and Bai Che leaned forward and stumbled.
Fortunately, no one saw him. Considering that he was a dignified immortal master, if anyone saw this scene, he would be a little embarrassed.
His mind suddenly became dull, and his mind was followed by a huge explosion. Bai Che's eyes were glazed over, and his lips were slightly open, as if he was frozen.
In the late Tang Dynasty, Rousu looked up to the sky, looking a little cold for some reason. Her hair was randomly tied up, revealing her snow-white swan neck, which added an indescribable charm to her.
If Tang Wanrou is usually very passionate, now she gives people a sense of alienation and coldness.
So close and so far!
Bai Che's heart felt a little tingling inexplicably, and at the same time, an overwhelming joy came over him, suppressing the tingling pain.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier..."
"Wanrou, when did it happen?"
"Baby, hug!"
Bai Che was a little flustered. After learning that Tang Wanrou was pregnant, he was no different from young people in the world.
But when he took the initiative to move forward and put Tang Wanrou in his arms, although Tang Wanrou did not resist, the slight feeling of alienation and even the drooping of his hands made Bai Che even more panicked.
"Wanrou, listen to my explanation!"
Finally, he lost all the excuses he had thought of at the beginning and decided to confess everything to the woman in front of him.
At this moment, the tenderness in his eyes was infinite, but it was finally suppressed by a touch of deep solemnity.