Fairyland, Big Problem

"His Royal Highness Third Prince, you are here too."

"Ouch, Minister Xu, long time no see."

After three days, the wedding of Wen Jiu and An Hongdou was held as scheduled.

The location was chosen in Changle City. In the eyes of outsiders, it was Wen Jiu's hometown, which was true in a sense.

The specific venue has to be said that Mai Yuqiang knows how to arrange it.

Arranged at the training ground of the SWAT team in Changle City.

It is bigger than the regular stadium, and it can accommodate three or five hundred people more than enough.

There are not so many guests, and the space is ample.

"Minister Xu, His Royal Highness the Third Prince."

"Tianzhang Wuhuang, how are you doing?"

"Okay, hahaha, if it wasn't for Wen Jiu's invitation, how could we get together."

"Yes." Feng Qiwu's eyes swept back and forth, "It is also so that I can see the talented people from all walks of life invited by Young Master Wen."

"Yeah." Emperor Tianzhang thought so too.

Their status and friendship, it is not surprising to be invited.

Only other free investigators who can have deep acquaintances with Wen Jiu are called Youmendao.

"Ah, this..."

Feng Qiwu's eyelids jumped.

Not to mention other freelance investigators in fancy clothes for the time being, Feng Qiwu saw a figure who was wearing a similar diving suit and had a fish tank on his head.

The royal family in District 5 is very clear that this dress corresponds to... General Youyuan! !

Just as Feng Qiwu was about to be on guard, he realized that his thoughts were superfluous.

It's really General Youyuan who came here, and here in twos and threes, the dark-slayers of the Japanese order found it.

The problem is... behind the free scout like General Youyuan, seven companions wearing blue-black mist patterns follow...

Youyuan dead man!

"No, I must have been drinking too much."

"His Royal Highness the Third Prince."

Feng Qiwu was still dizzy when someone stabbed him behind him.

"Minister Twilight."

When Xu Bafang was recovering from his injuries, Mu Shenzhou, who was the deputy director of the Tianma City Strategy Division, would otherwise communicate with District 5 and work together. Mu Shenzhou and Feng Qiwu naturally had an intersection.

"His Royal Highness the Third Prince, look at the man in white over there."

At the wedding scene, the whole team wore white clothes and white pants, which was very special.

However, after experiencing a combination similar to General Youyuan + Death of Youyuan, Feng Qiwu's psychological endurance has increased.

"What's the matter...Wait!"

Those free-lance investigators in white clothes and trousers wore masks and could not see their faces clearly, and they also wore gentleman hats with domes on their heads.

Fang Fang Society!

Painters A, B, C!

Feng Qiwu and Mu Chenzhou looked at each other... So you know Fangfang Club.

wrong!

"Their dress is too strange."

"Isn't that right, Minister Mu, let me tell you an evil spirit called General Youyuan."

"Oh, Wen Jiu mentioned it before."

"Yes, look over there..."

Feng Qiwu introduced the combination of General Youyuan + Death of Youyuan to Mu Shenzhou, and the two sides chatted with chills down their spines.

However, Caotou Laosheng just passed by the so-called "Youyuan Group", and everything was fine.

"hiss--"

While chatting, Xu Bafang came over, breathing in the cold air.

"Mu Shenzhou, do you remember the battle in Yadan Canyon?"

"How could you forget it? The false evil **** of 'The Last Dao Wuzu'."

Feng Qiwu nodded along, and District 5 was also outstanding, helping the Yadan Canyon battle.

"Look at the free investigator."

At the entrance, a thin figure wearing a robe and a hat entered the banquet hall.

The exposed right hand seemed to have a bronze color because of the gloves or some kind of paint.

"The scorpion is evil!"

"It shouldn't be. You can't wear a bamboo hat and you're evil, and the grass-headed old man also wears it."

"Can it be the same?!"

The problem is that the scorpion-clothed evil spirit and the iron fist came in almost from front to back. At first, there was no difference, but the iron fist was taken aback.

He also participated in the battle of Yadan Canyon, and his dazed appearance was quite comical.

"However we want to contact a few girls today!"

With an enthusiastic howl, the best man group of the Strategy Academy appeared.

Yangliufeng, Mo Feishuang, Baili Xingluo, Wenli and other boys have different styles.

One of the most conspicuous is Ye Xiaoxing, 11 years old this year...

The youthful boys softened the fears in Feng Qiwu's heart, sighing that they were actually a student age, and hoped to call a group of good buddies as best man in the future.

Yang Liufeng and the others knew that Wen Jiu had invited a whole group of bridesmaids, and they swore to gain some favor.

"The bridesmaids are here."

"Ow—uh."

A brief cheer followed by a long silence.

The bridesmaids have the same white plain dresses, all of them are graceful and graceful, from little girls to ladies, there are a total of twelve beauties of different styles.

It stands to reason that Yangliufeng and the others should be restless, but they always feel that something is wrong.

White dresses are not uncommon, and most wedding dresses are white.

The bridesmaids are also mostly white dresses.

But... these twelve character women don't feel alive and cold.

It's not that they're not enthusiastic, they're laughing and can see that they're happy.

But ah...

I always feel that there is a lack of warmth in life.

In particular, the twelve women wore white sashes on their wrists, and the long white sashes hung down to the lower edges of their calves.

It always feels strange, Yang Liufeng wants to describe it as weird, but this is a good friend's wedding, so I can't say bad words.

Originally, the enthusiastic boys entered the quail obediently and lined up with the bridesmaids on both sides of the red platform in the center.

The emcee dresses in the same ancient style, and is quite Taoist.

Different from the white Taoist robe of Emperor Tianzhang, the emcee's robe is cyan, and the bottom is tighter, with a bit of martial arts flavor.

"Guests and friends."

The emcee opened his mouth and said the usual lines, and everyone guessed his identity.

He looks about the same age as Emperor Tianzhang, and he is also a master.

It is impossible for no one to know such a dark person.

Until the bride and groom are invited to the stage, no one can really guess the identity of the emcee.

"Oh--"

"Wen Jiu, okay, the winner in life!"

"Quick, throw me the flower ball."

Hearing the shouting around, Wen Jiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I haven't spoken yet."

"Send a hammer, quick, flower ball!"

"Ha ha ha ha."

They are all old acquaintances. After laughing and scolding, Wen Jiu said a few short words, and there are many opportunities to reminisce.

The master of ceremonies handed over the flower ball, which was taken by the bride with a red hijab.

According to the custom, the person who receives the flower ball will be infected with the joy of the wedding, and will come to the door with good karma.

"The bride throws a high point, don't let the front row cheat!"

"Baili Zigui! What do you mean when you came out with the giant sword?!"

"Iron fist! You steel straight man believe this?!"

whoosh-

The sound of breaking the air sounded~www.novelmt.com~ An Hongdou was so excited that she threw the flower ball up into the air without a trace.

Even if she can't use sorcery in human state, her body essentially has the load strength of the evil god's energy body plus the 'turbid device'.

"Hey, as expected of Wen Jiu's wife, she has such a strong hand."

"Wen Jiu is afraid that he will suffer."

After a long time, the flower ball fell and fell out of bounds a bit.

The crowd gathered in the corresponding direction, and it was too late.

thump.

Xu Bafang, who was talking to Emperor Tianzhang, was hit.

"Ah? Me? I'm married..."