Douluo's life to the end

Chapter 12 Grandson's Son Married
Three months later, there was a knock on the door of Wuhun Hall, Douluo Hall, and Qian Chongling's residence.

"It's Baiyun Douluo, what's the matter?" Qian Zhongling laughed.

"It's like this, great consecration, His Holiness the Pope invites you to the Elder's Hall, and I need to discuss with you about something."

"it is good."

"I should be around 50 years old with my current appearance? But if they ask, how do I explain it?" After Baiyun Douluo left, Qian Chongling looked at the mirror not far away and muttered to himself.

No, grandpa does things, why should he explain to his grandson?
As if trying to understand something, Qian Chongling complained directly in his heart.

When Qian Chongling came to the hall, he found that Qian Bufan had already arrived, and sitting beside Qian Bufan was a beautiful woman about thirty years old. She had a big belly and looked four or five months old.

"Second Grandpa, you are here, your appearance..."

Qian Bufan suddenly noticed Qian Chongling's new look, and couldn't speak at once.

"Oh, in the past few days, I have researched a soul skill that can make me look younger." Qian Zhongling said.

Anyway, believe it or not, you have to believe it. Grandpa does things, so why explain to grandson!

"Uh"

"Uh"

Qian Bufan and Meifu were speechless at the same time.

"Inviting Second Grandpa here today is to ask Second Grandpa to name my and Ying'er's child."

Qian Bufan smiled, but his sharp eyes were extremely gentle at this moment, looking at Yinger in his mouth full of affection, that is, the beautiful woman beside him.

Qian Zhongling rolled his eyes, as if he had eaten a stomach full of low-quality dog ​​food, what should he do if he was fed dog food by his grandson?
Waiting online, very anxious!

Qian Chongling, who didn't wait for the answer, could only swallow the poisonous weed at this time, and he said:

"According to the genealogy, you are the generation of "No", and you will be the generation of "Xi". Boys are called Qianxiye, and girls are called Qianxilan. What do you think of Qingying?"

"Xiye, Xilan, it's very nice, it's better to be named after the second grandpa, what is Brother Fan's second style of spiral roar?"

"cough cough"

Before Yao Qingying finished speaking, Qian Bufan interrupted him. Although he felt that the name he chose was very good, he couldn't stand the objections from everyone, big and small.

Feeling that he was about to be fed again, Qian Zhongling of dog food quickly found an excuse and slipped away.

"There is nothing else, grandpa will go back and catch up on sleep."

Time flies, time flies, and soon 50 years have passed.

Today's Wuhun City is covered with red lanterns from top to bottom, and a long red carpet is laid from the Holy Mountain Pope's Hall to the foot of the Holy Mountain.

In the Library Pavilion of the Wuhun Palace, a handsome young man in black was lying on a wicker chair, basking in the sunshine from the glazed tiles in the center of the Library Pavilion, with a lazy look on his face.

There were light footsteps outside the door of Zangshuge, and an old voice came: "Second Grandpa, tomorrow is Xiaoye's wedding day, do you need to prepare for it?"

"Is it the little girl named Yang Youxue from the Yang family?"

"Yes, Second Grandpa."

"Understood, Xiao Fan, besides, in the eyes of others, the old man has been dead for decades. No one would have thought that the old man would be like this, so this is fine." The young man said lightly.

Qian Bufan was also silent for a while when he heard the words. As the younger brother of his grandfather Qian Zhongguang, the [-]-year-old Qian Chongling has lived a long life.

If you go out with Qian Bufan and Qian Xiye, you will look like the same family of three generations, but Qian Bufan is a grandfather, and Qian Chongling, who is 50 years old this year, is his son, and Qian Chongling, who is a real grandpa, seems to be the youngest .

This made Qian Bufan find someone to reason with.

"The grandson will retire first." Knowing that his second grandfather would attend tomorrow, Qian Bufan left directly.

At noon the next day, on the top of the holy mountain, Qian Chongling stood on the handrails, his clothes fluttered, his long black hair fluttered with the wind, and with a smile on his lips, he looked at the red sedan chair outside Wuhun City.

Eight palanquins carried the bride, blowing and beating all the way from afar to the outside of Wuhun City, and stepped on the red carpet to the Pope's Palace.

Today is the wedding day of Qian Chongling's great-grandson Qian Xiye, the current Pope of the Wuhun Palace, and there are naturally countless sects who came to congratulate him. Even the shadows hiding in the dark and spying secretly cannot hide.

After all, the weight of the Haotian Hammer, the thunderbolt explosion of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex, and the murderous aura of the White Tiger are like big light bulbs among these guests, Qian Chongling can't help but feel it.

Of course, these people were just investigating what kind of family was married to the Pope of Wuhundian today, and whether there were any geniuses in the family. They didn't think about making trouble for Qian Xiye at this juncture.

At this time, making trouble is not called making trouble, it is courting death!

Just imagine, on your wedding day, a group of uninvited guests wreaked havoc at your wedding, would you want to kill them?

Therefore, today's wedding can be regarded as a feast for the guests!Everything went extremely well!
After drinking for three rounds, the guests dispersed, and the newlyweds breathed a sigh of relief, and then they only had to pay respects to their elders, and then it was their world as a young couple.

In the inner hall of the Pope's Palace, there were two figures sitting inside, one was Qian Xiye's father Qian Bufan, and the other was Yang Youxue's father Yang Yu, each holding a cup of fragrant tea.

Qian Xiye and Yang Youxue, the newlyweds, are kneeling on their knees, holding the saucers with both hands.

The master of ceremonies who presided over the wedding also smiled, and continued to host: "The second part of the wedding is to worship the gods!"

"Turn around, both of you, and worship the god ancestor!"

The two were stunned for a moment before they came to their senses and hurriedly bowed in the direction of Douluo Hall.

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

The two turned around, Xiang Qian Bufan and Yang Yu.

"Bye husband and wife!"

The two smiled at each other and bowed deeply.

"After the ceremony, send it to the bridal chamber!"

"Okay, the wedding is over, it's getting late, let's go back and rest early." The emcee who presided over the wedding teased.

At this moment, the faces of the two newcomers turned red. They looked at each other and turned around, "Father, all the elders, let's go back first."

"Go." Qian Bufan and Yang Yu said.

When the two went down, the crowd watching also left with a smile.

After everything was over, Qian Chongling also returned to the Douluo Hall. Today's Chinese wedding was considered to satisfy his past life's feelings. Although he had witnessed the wedding of the younger generation more than once, he still felt extremely nostalgic.

Thinking about it, Qian Zhongling closed his eyes, lay down on the bed at once, but immediately sat up straight in the next moment.

Because a familiar system sound flashed in his mind, "Dick, today's sign-in is successful, the reward life is +1 year, and the cumulative 100-year sign-in gift package has been issued."

"Drip, the sign-in gift package is automatically opened, and you get: Star Destroyer Design Drawing X1!"

Seeing this prompt, Qianzhong Lingbo's calm expression finally changed, it was a bewildered expression!

Annihilation!star!gun!It sounds old and powerful. Judging from the name, it is a big killer that can smash the planet with one shot!
The question is why is it a design drawing!
design diagram?In this world of Douluo Continent, where technology is basically zero, who do you want me to find to make it?
Even if you give me an aircraft design drawing, it is better than this thing, at least there is a certain probability of making it!
(End of this chapter)