The Seventh Bride of President

Once upon a time, the first and second place who were completely covered by the priesthood did not even enter the first five.

Zhuang Minghao, in particular, was so frightened that he couldn't even stand up. He was carried to the shore by the guards of the priesthood's palace and won the last place

The award ceremony begins.

Qin Wuyan was wet all over. Under the sun, water was still flowing on his clothes. Every step left a wet footprint on the long stand.

When the deputy commander saw this, he quickly asked someone to take the cloak and put it on Qin Wuyan.

Red represents the festive red cape, which is draped on Qin Wuyan, who is dressed in a black uniform. Instead of adding any femininity to him, it makes him more enchanting and attractive.

He was wearing a guard broadsword, holding the handle in his palm, and staring at the figure standing beside Zhuang huaisen, who was thinking all the time. He approached her step by step.

Zhuang Xiaoyu, wearing a veil, looked directly at Qin Wuyan and looked at him. Suddenly, his heart beat disorderly.

It turned out that on the river, he was really looking at himself, not the woman of Min family.

Zhuang Xiaoyu clenched his handkerchief and stared at the people who came step by step. It seemed that Qin Wuyan was the only one left in the world, and there were no other people waiting.

"Stop!"

Seeing that Qin Wuyan still had to move forward, Xia Changke yelled, "commander Qin, please stop. You can't go any further."

Qin speechless eyes, really see the cordon on the ground.

He only wanted to be closer to Zhuang Xiaoyu, but he ignored the boundary drawn on the ground.

Qin Wuyan stopped and saluted the man sitting high in the chair. He looked like a victorious general who came back from a straight line.

Zhuang huaisen was also a handsome man when he was young. But the older he was, the more greedy he was. Women and power were at his fingertips, but he wanted to live forever. The alchemy stove in the mansion kept on day and night. All kinds of expensive medicinal materials were thrown into the stove, and small pills came out. Shengsheng emptied his body.

Especially in recent years, I know that Qin Wuyan's wings are getting fuller and fuller, and his fear of getting old has seized his heart deeply. The number of pills he takes has changed from once a day to five times a day, and the number has changed from one pill to five to ten pills every time. It's almost like those pills will replace dinner

Now sitting in the chair, compared with the young, handsome, unmarried and well-known young students, that kind of old-fashioned look appears.

Chuang Huai Sen's fingers clenched the armrest, his heart was unwilling and angry.

But in the face of so many people, he had to give the colorful head to Qin Wuyan.

Originally, he searched for the black iron everywhere and ordered the best blacksmith in Yuecheng to forge it according to the drawing for more than a year. He intended to give it to his eldest son Zhuang Minghao as a reward. But in the middle of the way, he killed Qin Wuyan and took away the thing that belonged to Zhuang Minghao. How could he be willing?

When min Zhixing saw that Zhuang huaisen was depressed, he was very proud: "I heard that the colored head added by the high priest is a sharp sword made of cold pool black iron. It took a whole year to forge it. Today I'm lucky to see it..."

Zhuang huaisen grinds his teeth and wants to crush the cheekbones on Min Zhixing's face.

He gave a low "um" and his heart was bleeding!