5000 years of urban cultivation

Chapter 276 Grand wedding, black and red neon all won

Sikong Nihong was so strong that he shouted back all the high-level executives, and made Sikong Ye and others talk so badly that they didn't dare to let a fart go.

Everyone stared blankly at Jiang Ling, unbelievable that this guy is about to become the supreme emperor, even the Sikong Empire is his vassal force, even the powerful and domineering Sikong Nihong has been conquered by him.

how is this possible.

Everyone who knew Sikong Nihong and Sikong Nihong's character was so shocked that their scalps went numb. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would definitely not believe it.

"He, he is Jiangling?" Mo Sanlang looked at the man in front of the dragon chair in shock, his pupils constricted.

It turns out that the legendary emperor of the Feixian Dynasty is him!
But he looks ugly, how did he do it?It is unscientific to be able to build power and attract beauties at the same time.

Mo Sanlang shook his head in shock, a little suspicious of life.

All the people in the Sikong Empire were dumbfounded by Sikong Nihong's words, including Jiang Ling himself.

Sikong Nihong wants to marry him?Wasn't it just a joke, shouldn't it be for real?

Jiang Ling is confident that he can control the matter of the vassals of the empire, but when it comes to love and love, he is instantly at a loss and doesn't know how to deal with it.

Facing the gazes of countless people, Jiang Ling didn't blush, his heart didn't beat, and he didn't feel stage fright at all, but when he saw Sikong Nihong, he lost his mind.

"Sit down, if you want other people in the Sikong Empire to be willing to vassalize Feixian Mountain, you must show off their arrogance and suppress their arrogance."

Sikong Nihong said calmly.

Jiang Ling nodded secretly when he heard it, and with a "crash", the clothes on his body moved silently, and his calm and easy-going eyes suddenly became sharp.

Once the aura erupts, it sweeps across the audience like a god, and there is even a faint dragon-shaped imprint shining light between the brows, which is very terrifying.

After the incident of merging with the dragon veins, Jiang Ling has completely controlled the dragon veins. At this time, the pressure of the dragon veins was carried by the burst of breath, and the people were so oppressed that they lowered their heads one after another.

Sikong Nihong stared at the side, originally she wanted to help Jiang Ling, but she didn't expect Jiang Ling to calm them down by herself.

The majestic gaze swept over everyone in the field, and the leaders of the major forces changed their faces in shock.

As expected of the emperor of the dynasty, just the look in his eyes is very intimidating.

"Wow."

Under the watchful eyes of a group of people, Jiang Ling raised his hand and sat domineeringly on the dragon chair.

"The Ministry of Rites, Ministry of Households, and Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry of the Sikong Empire are all on the list, and they will report on the basic situation of the Sikong Empire."

There is no need for Sikong Nihong to teach such things as Liwei, Jiangling is familiar with the road.

Hearing his order, three gray-haired old men came out from the top management of the Sikong Empire, saluted him respectfully, and began to report to him in detail.

The three of them did not dare to be negligent. The man on the dragon chair in front of them was not only the lord of the empire, but also the husband of Emperor Sikong. With these two identities, even if the Sikong Empire became a vassal of Feixian Mountain, it would not decline.

While the three of them were reporting the situation respectfully, the movement in Sikong Nihong's body was not quite right.

Sitting beside her, Jiang Ling sensed it, and frowned slightly.

I saw that the color of Sikong Nihong's eyes was constantly changing, sometimes red, sometimes black, and his lips were wriggling and talking softly to himself.

With a "huh", her demeanor became extremely cold: "I never said that I want to marry him, if I want to marry, you do it, let me go."

Immediately afterwards, Sikong Nihong's eyes turned red again, and his demeanor became domineering: "Didn't you say you wanted to marry him before? If I hadn't appeared in time, I'm afraid you'd all be in the bridal chamber. Why are you pretending now?" elegant."

"Don't talk nonsense, I just don't want to marry him."

"Is there any difference whether we are married or not? Under the effect of Hongluan Tianwu, we are all blended with Jiangling's soul, which is more intimate and deeper than husband and wife." The domineering voice said lightly.

"Bastard." The sinister voice cursed secretly and fell silent.

This is a confrontation between the black card Sikong Nihong and the red robe Sikong Nihong. The voices of the two are different. Although they share the same body, the consciousness to control the body is constantly changing.

"Let's separate quickly, and then you can do whatever you want, and I don't care if you want to marry him." The black robe Sikong Nihong said.

"No, we can't separate for the time being, it will take some time." The red robe Sikong Nihong controlled his body and replied softly.

After the souls of the two merged, because they blended with Jiang Ling, there were some small problems in the souls, and they couldn't be separated for the time being, they could only exist in a state of fusion first.

The corners of Jiang Ling's eyes twitched when he heard it.

The two were arguing very fast, and Jiang Ling could hear what they said clearly at the beginning, but he couldn't hear what they said at all later, and he didn't know what the result of their argument was.

After the three old men finished introducing the general situation of the Sikong Empire, the leading generals showed up and saluted Jiang Ling, and the coronation ceremony was almost over.

"Perform the vassal ceremony." Sikong Nihong solemnly said to Jiang Ling.

Jiang Ling had never performed this kind of ceremony, according to what Sikong Nihong taught, he pointed at the center of his eyebrows.

Immediately afterwards, a dragon-shaped imprint emerged, and the breath of the dragon vein gushed out.

Afterwards, the black dragon vein hovering high in the sky lowered its head towards Jiang Ling.

In an instant, nearly 3% of the luck of the Sikong Empire was mobilized by the black dragon veins, and all of them poured into Jiangling's head.

In this way, the vassal ceremony was completed, and when Jiang Ling returned to his side, the luck in his mind would be released.

"What about this guy?"

Jiang Ling was about to get up from the dragon chair, but Sikong Ye suddenly came over with a person and asked Sikong Nihong.

Before Sikong Nihong could speak, the man screamed:
"Those things were all done by my father and have nothing to do with me. I am innocent. If you think there is something wrong with my identity, I can change my surname to Sikong and call it Sikong Sanlang."

Mo Sanlang shouted at the top of his voice.

"Where is the idiot, drag it down and kill it." Sikong Nihong said with a blank expression.

"Kill?" Mo Sanlang was so frightened that his legs and feet went limp, "Isn't it? I'm so handsome, you have the heart to kill me?"

"Don't talk nonsense, let's go." Sikong Ye covered his mouth and was about to take him away.

"Wait," Jiang Ling called to stop him, "I can't bear to kill him, let him go, he looks so handsome, it's the world's loss to die like this."

"Fuck!" Mo Sanlang looked at Jiangling moved, "Brother, brother for life!"

After Jiang Ling had spoken, Sikong Nihong didn't say anything more.

A group of people gradually dispersed, but in a secluded grass, an old man and a tortoise were watching a movie played on their mobile phone, cracking sunflower seeds while watching.

Even the violent fight before could not alarm them, until the people nearby were all gone, the two of them still did not respond.

"You've been watching for so long, do you feel mentally fatigued?" Yuan Tiangang spat out a mouthful of melon seeds.

"I'm almost tired," the tortoise stared at the screen intently, "I said you humans really know how to play."

Yuan Tiangang had an apologetic smile on his face, but secretly hated him in his heart.

Damn, I met a master, and after watching for hours, his own eyes were bloodshot, and the dead turtle was still full of energy.

It seems that if you want to continue watching, you must wear down its spirit!Only then can he use forbidden techniques to enslave him.

……

When Yuan Tiangang was determined to kill the little turtle, the Sikong Empire held a grand wedding.

Jiang Ling wanted to run away halfway, but Sikong Nihong seemed to have guessed his mind, followed him all the time, and insisted on bringing him to the wedding venue.

"Don't get me wrong," Sikong Nihong took Jiang Ling's hand in front of countless people, "I married you to help you win the hearts of the people of the Sikong Empire through this pretext."

"Uh, oh." Jiang Ling was a little dumbfounded, what is the reason?
Sikong Nihong's performance today is also unnatural, and his movements are not as smooth as before.

On such a grand day, the dragon veins transformed by Sikong Xuan also hovered in the air, witnessing the woman's wedding, a pair of dragon eyes revealed a look of relief.

In the lively atmosphere, a figure slowly walked over from a distance, the pace was very slow, but the speed was very fast, and he arrived at the wedding venue in a few steps.

The figure that appeared out of nowhere instantly attracted people's attention.

It was a man with a sword box on his back, expressionless, as if he had merged with the world.

"It's him."

Jiang Ling turned around and looked, and he recognized it at a glance. He was the one who was ordered by Sikong Nihong to kill Jiang Ling during the Feixian Mountain Founding Ceremony.

It is estimated that this time he just came back to the Sikong Empire.

"You know him?" Sikong Nihong looked at Jiangling strangely.

This question made Jiang Ling confused.

"Isn't he one of yours?" Jiang Ling frowned, "During the founding ceremony, you still sent him to kill me."

"No, I don't know him." Sikong Nihong's face suddenly darkened.

"How is it possible!" Jiang Ling's pupils shrank, and he looked at the man sharply.

(End of this chapter)