Fairyland, big problem

[Elf Paradise, there is a big problem] 【】

"Your Highness Third Prince, you are here too."

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

Three days later, Wen Jiu and An Hongdou's wedding was held as scheduled.

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

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

Arranged at the drill ground of the special police team in Changle City.

It is bigger than a regular stadium, and it is more than enough to accommodate three to five hundred people.

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

"Minister Xu, Your Highness the Third Prince."

"Tianzhang Martial Emperor, how are you doing recently?"

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

"That's right." Feng Qiwu's eyes swept back and forth, "It's also good for me to meet the talented people from all walks of life invited by Mr. Wen."

"Hmm." Emperor Tianzhang also thought so.

Their status and friendship made it not surprising that they were invited.

Only other freelance investigators who can get to know Wen Jiu deeply are known.

"Ah, this..."

Feng Qiwu's eyelids twitched.

Leaving aside other freelance investigators in fancy clothes, Feng Qiwu saw a figure in a diving suit with a fish tank on his head.

The royal family in District 5 knows very well that this outfit corresponds to... General Youyuan! !

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

It was General Youyuan who came here, and the day-level dark fighters here in twos and threes found it.

The problem is... Behind the free scout who looks like General Youyuan, seven companions wearing blue and black fog patterns follow...

Youyuan Slayer!

"No, I must have drunk too much."

"His Royal Highness Third Prince."

Feng Qiwu was still in a daze, and was stabbed behind him.

"Mr. Mu."

While Xu Bafang was recuperating from his injuries, Mu Shenzhou, who served as the deputy director of Tianma City's strategy division, otherwise communicated with District 5 to fight together. Mu Shenzhou and Feng Qiwu naturally had an intersection.

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

At the wedding scene, a whole team of people wore white clothes and white trousers, which was very special.

However, after experiencing a combination similar to General Youyuan + Youyuan Slayer, Feng Qiwu's psychological endurance has improved.

"What's wrong... wait!"

Those freelance investigators in white clothes and white trousers wore masks so that they could not see their faces clearly, and they still wore round gentleman hats on their heads.

Fangfang Club!

Painters A, B, C!

Feng Qiwu and Mu Shenzhou looked at each other... So you also know Fangfang Society.

wrong!

"Their outfits are too strange."

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

"Oh, Wen Jiu mentioned it before."

"Yes, look over there..."

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

However, Caotou Laoshang just passed by the so-called "Youyuan Combination", and everything is fine.

"hiss--"

While chatting, Xu Bafang gasped and came over.

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

"How could you forget? The false evil god of the 'Ancestral Witch of the Last Dao'."

Feng Qiwu followed suit and nodded, and there were also people from District 5 to assist in the Yadan Canyon battle.

"Look at that freelancer."

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[Elf Paradise, there is a big problem] 【】

At the sight, a thin figure in a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat entered the banquet hall.

The exposed right hand seems to be wearing gloves or some kind of paint,

Faintly glowing bronze.

"The coir raincoat is evil!"

"It shouldn't be. You can't wear a bamboo hat to make the coir raincoat evil, and people with grass heads will also wear it when they are old and dying."

"Can it be the same?!"

The problem is, the coir raincoat Xiesha and Iron Fist almost walked in. At first there was nothing unusual, but Iron Fist was taken aback.

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

"We need the contact information of a few girls today!"

With passionate howls, the best man team of the Strategy Institute appeared.

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

The most conspicuous among them is Ye Xiaoxing, who is 11 years old this year...

The youthful boys allayed the fear in Feng Qiwu's heart, feeling that he was actually a student, and hoped that he could ask a group of good buddies to be best men in the future.

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

"The bridesmaids are here."

"Aw-uh."

There was a long silence after a brief cheer.

The bridesmaids had the same style of plain white dresses, all of them were graceful, ranging from little girls to ladies of all ages, with a total of twelve beauties of different styles.

Logically speaking, Yang Liufeng and the others should be restless, but they always feel that something is wrong.

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

Most of the bridesmaids are white dresses.

But...these twelve female characters don't feel angry, they are cold.

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

But ah...

I always feel that there is a lack of life temperature.

In particular, the twelve women wore white silk around their wrists. The long white silk hung down to the bottom of their calves.

I always feel very 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 were well-behaved and lined up on both sides of the red platform in the center with the bridesmaids.

The master of ceremonies dressed in the same ancient style, quite Taoist.

Different from Tianzhang Wuhuang's white Taoist robe, the master of ceremonies' robe is cyan, and the bottoms are tighter, with a bit of martial arts atmosphere.

"Guests and friends."

The master of ceremonies opened his mouth and spoke routine lines, and everyone guessed his identity.

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

It is impossible for no one to recognize such a dark-suppressor present.

Until the bride and groom were invited to the stage, no one could guess the identity of the master of ceremonies.

"oh--"

"Wen Jiu, okay, you're a winner in life!"

"Quick, throw me the bouquet."

Hearing the yelling around, Wen Jiu couldn't 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 cursing, Wen Jiu said a few words briefly, there are many opportunities to catch up on the old days.

The master of ceremonies handed over the bouquet, and the bride with a red hijab took it over.

According to the custom, the person who receives the bouquet will be tainted with the joy of the wedding and will come to the door with good fortune.

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[Elf Paradise, there is a big problem] 【】

"The bride should throw it higher, don't let the front row cheat!"

"Baili Zigui! What do you mean by taking out the giant sword?!"

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

Whoosh—

The sound of breaking through the air sounded, and An Hongdou was excited, and with a force, he threw the flower ball into the sky and disappeared.

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

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

"Wen Jiu is afraid that he will suffer."

After a long time, the bouquet fell, a little out of bounds.

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

Boom.

Xu Bafang, who was talking with Tianzhang Wuhuang, was hit.

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