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Chapter 1083: The Fallen Joan Of Arc, Wan Xin, Yan Qing, and Yu Ning. The four women were all dressed in fiery-red wedding clothes. Although it was impossible to see their faces, their graceful figures and the temperament they exuded proved that they were four peerless beauties.
Feng Hao had long since changed into a man's robe. His face was full of joy as he and the four women walked down the red carpet. Everyone was giving them their blessings, and laughter rang out incessantly. No one dared to cause trouble at this time. Even the emissaries of the mortal powers in the Primordial World were full of smiles. They didn't dare to offend Feng Hao too much, or a life and death struggle wouldn't benefit them at all.
At this time, Feng Chen, Yan Aotian, the Xuantian Palace's palace master, the Qiong family's old man, Wanshuo, and Yu Shang were all standing there with happy expressions. As they watched the five of them slowly approach, their eyes revealed a touch of emotion.
It wasn't easy for them to be able to come together.
Yu Ning was a bit better, but the three women, Joan Of Arc, were able to come together because of Feng Hao's hard work. This kind of thing wasn't something that just anyone could do.
However, that was all in the past. Now, they were finally getting married. Furthermore, they had the blessings of various powers. It could be considered an unprecedented wedding.
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"First bow to heaven and earth."
"Second bow to your parents."
"Husband and wife bow to each other."
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Everything was carried out according to the customs of the Martial Heaven Continent. After the five of them were done, the four women were naturally sent back to the Feng family's headquarters. As for Feng Hao, he wasn't so lucky. After he stayed behind, everyone forced him to drink.
He had no choice but to drink. The powers of the Martial Heaven Continent weren't that big of a deal, but he had to give face to the people of the primordial world. So after each person drank a cup, Feng Hao felt a bit dizzy. Fortunately, he had the Divine Armament Canon, and the medicinal energy was quickly dissolved. Otherwise, he really might have made a fool of himself.
When Feng Hao returned to the Feng Clan's headquarters, it was already night, but Feng Zhentian and the rest did not follow him. They were very busy, because if the Feng Clan wanted to enter the Grandmist World, they had to build a good relationship with these forces. This opportunity was extremely rare.
However, all of this was not what Feng Hao needed to think about. His main task now was to sleep with beautiful women, which was something he had missed for a long time.
"Hehe, master, you have to take care!"
After entering the courtyard, Huang Tianyun laughed heartily. Before Feng Hao could get angry, he disappeared like a wisp of smoke.
"This fellow!"
Feng Hao cursed in his heart. After a while, a thick smile appeared on his face as he walked towards the bridal chamber.
Four women, one room for each.
The first room Fenghao entered was Qiong Ling'er's room. When the little girl heard the sound of the door opening, she immediately became nervous. She was a little restless and her lily-white hands were clasped together tightly.
Gui Xiang sat on the edge of the bed and lowered her eyes.
"Haha!"
Seeing this, Fenghao smiled and walked over to her. As he held her hands, Fenghao could clearly feel her body stiffen up a bit.
He stretched out his hand and lifted the fiery red veil. A beautiful face was revealed in front of him, causing him to be dumbfounded.
Her eyebrows were like a frown yet not a frown, and her eyes were like a pair of happy yet not happy eyes. Her expression was one of worry, and her body was full of glistening tears. She was panting slightly, as if she was very nervous and did not dare to raise her head.
"Ling 'er!"
Looking at this beautiful face, Feng Hao was a bit infatuated. His breathing also became a bit hurried. He stretched out his head and moved closer to those pink lips.
"Hmm …"
When her mouth was covered, Joan Of Arc was slightly shocked. She opened her eyes wide and looked at the face that was so close to her. Her pretty face was still blushing, but after a while, it was replaced by confusion. Under Feng Hao's signal, she stretched out her lotus root-like hands and hooked them around Feng Hao's neck. She responded to him awkwardly.
They had been waiting for this day for a long time. They remembered that when they were young, they were a couple for the adults. From that time on, in Joan Of Arc's heart, she had always regarded Feng Hao as her husband. Now, her wish was finally achieved. Her eyes were a little moist, and tears rolled down.
She was happy and shy at the same time. However, under Feng Hao's kisses, she quickly indulged in it.
Not long after, a beautiful and delicate body appeared in front of Feng Hao …
Her skin was as white as snow, and her figure was excellent. Her waist was slender, and her breasts were plump. Her two pink spots were like budding flowers. Her eyebrows were like mountains, and her eyes were like silk. Her black hair was sprinkled on her body, which added a bit of temptation. Her eyes were slightly closed, and her long eyelashes were trembling. Her pretty face was flushed, as if she was drunk. She was really a stunning beauty.
"Roar …"
Fenghao let out a low growl. His eyes were bloodshot as he pounced towards his prey. He wantonly demanded and ravaged. His hands naturally grasped the two snow-white lumps of softness in front of her chest. He kneaded them repeatedly, causing Qiong Ling 'er to gasp for breath.
"Brother Hao …"
A soft voice sounded in Feng Hao's ears. He saw the beauty slightly open her eyes and look straight at him with confusion, as if she was sending some kind of invitation.
"Hmm …"
With a cry of pain, there was a bloody bite mark on Feng Hao's shoulder.
Of course, he did it on purpose. Otherwise, Joan Of Arc's teeth would have fallen off …
Looking at Joan Of Arc's painful look, Feng Hao stopped and suppressed the evil fire in his heart. He gently kissed away the tears on her pretty face and blew hot air in her ear. "Ling 'er, from now on, you should call me husband, understand?"
"Yes, husband …"
Joan Of Arc opened her eyes and nodded shyly. At this moment, it seemed that the pain had left her. At this moment, she gave up her woman's modesty. She took the initiative to block Feng Hao's hot mouth with her small mouth.
Not only was Fenghao moved by her kindness, but he also felt even more pity for her.
The fiery red bed creaked in protest. It did not stop until the wee hours of the morning.
The next day, it was Wan Xin's turn.
Although her character was a little cold because of her ice attribute physique, in front of Feng Hao, she still showed a different kind of enthusiasm …
"Brother Hao, Xin 'er, I'm finally your wife …"
Feeling Feng Hao's strength, crystal tears flowed from the corners of her eyes. Those were tears of happiness …
Although they had experienced many ups and downs, the two still came together, and the ending was still perfect. Moreover, because they had experienced it, they had deep feelings for each other.
In the past few days, Feng Hao had been indulging in the intimate intercourse with these women. He had not lost himself in pleasure. For a whole half a month, he had not gone out of the yard. He had really fallen.
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