In the sound of firecrackers, the team of relatives approached the new house in the blowing and blowing. The front end of the road is opened, followed by the deacon's, the lamp, the drum and drum music, followed by the bride's sedan chair, presenting a festive and lively scene.

The Six Pavilions are far away from the hustle and bustle of the rivers and lakes, and there is no village blocking the door, and the guests who come to the wedding banquet have different identities, and many etiquettes are only formal. But even so, even if the joy in my heart is indescribable, I am choked by this toss.

When she arrived at the door, Chu Junyi, who was dressed in a happy dress, kept her feet on the ground, and paved the road with a blanket mat, led by the bridesmaids across the brazier saddle, implying peace and security. After that, a red silk flower belt was passed, and Wen Renran led Chu Junyi and walked into the main gate one after the other.

On the way to the main hall, he received congratulatory messages from the guests along the way. After Shangguan Qiyuan sang and congratulated, he entered the banquet. After the praise is over, then the wo is over, the table is opposite, the prison is together, the union is closed, and the knot is untied...... The etiquette is carried out in order, and a qiē shun lì as scheduled.

Everyone present had a variety of mentalities, waiting for a couple of newcomers to leave the main hall temporarily, Butterfly Jun, who was more beautiful than a woman with blond hair, squeezed out a wisp of resentment with her good-looking eyebrows, stretched out her hand and pulled the sleeve of Mu Shaoai, who was not familiar with her, and said complainingly: "Is this the end?"

"Friend, we don't know each other. After taking a puff of the hookah, Mu Shaoai slapped Butterfly Jun's palm away and squinted slightly.

"Alas, meeting is fate, you know at a glance that you have the right taste, so don't pretend. ”

"Huh?"

Without a trace of it, Butterfly Jun remembered the agreement he had to abide by, as well as his sweetheart who had not yet been brushed up, and the envy in his eyes was undisguised, and he lamented: "I'm jealous...... Isn't it interesting for you to get married before I get married before I have even finished what he promised me?"

Mu Shaoai's eyebrows moved, and he was a little interested in gossiping, moved a few inches from the bench, and asked closely: "Wen Renran has nothing to envy others besides a sword?"

"I ......" was just about to tell Gongsun Yue about 1510, when Butterfly Jun turned his head and caught a glimpse of the strange gossip fire in the eyes of the person beside him, his heart suddenly trembled, and he hurriedly swallowed the words that came to his mouth.

Butterfly Jun looked at the gorgeous garden around him, picked the blonde hair on his forehead with his right index finger, and affirmed bitterly: "I have enough reason to believe that the silver taels that built this garden are from me." ”

"Yo, it's very interesting for you to send a house when a friend gets married. ”

Knowing that there was something strange in it, Mu Shaoai didn't ask much, sighed, deliberately interrupted, and turned to his own grievances: "Alas, the hearts of the people in the rivers and lakes are not ancient, and there are not many generous and bold people like you." I think I have a friend who has a lot of real estate and can't count, and he still has the cheekiness to rob my unicorn hole. ”

"Hmm, it sounds like a compliment, but I still have a vague sense of malice, is it a delusion?"

"Delusion, of course. In Xia Mu Shaoai, what about you, friend?"

You can't lose the corners of your eyebrows when you sign up, and Butterfly Jun put on a special posture and said word by word: "Yinchuan Butterfly Jun." ”

I don't understand why Butterfly Jun has to make a special pose when he signs up. Mu Shaoai turned the cigarette gun in his hand and asked, "Are you stuck in this pose?"

One sentence leaked, Butterfly Jun was unable to lie on the table, tremblingly stretched out his hand and pointed at Mu Shaoai's nose, and asked: "You haven't heard of a handsome killer in the Northern Regions who is as famous and loved as me?"

"Knowing lust and admiring Shaoai...... But you are not a beauty, why do I have to hear your name?" Mu Shaoai took a leisurely puff of cigarette, ignoring Butterfly Jun's self-reported home, and punctured the last illusion.

"It's a ...... cripple"

Butterfly Jun didn't want to feel uncomfortable anymore, held his chin in his hand, and asked in a deep voice, "Hey, it's serious." Someone as handsome as me hasn't gotten married yet, don't you think it's so easy and cheap to be happy?"

"Hmm...... There is indeed a slight feeling of unwillingness. But all the people present are big names, do you dare to mess around?"

"Eh, from the perspective of Ben Butterfly's clever eyes, some people are self-conscious and will leave after the dinner. When they're gone, ahem......"

Mu Shaoai's mind moved when he heard this, and said, "What do you think, let's talk about it in detail?"

"This kind of thing has long been a common practice, and this time is no exception. Alas, this butterfly hasn't even grasped the hope of love yet, how can Wen Renran pass the test easily?!"

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The guests of the feast, who came and went during the banquet, swore that they had never drunk so much wine in their lives. And for the sake of a warm atmosphere, it is really sinful that it cannot be forced to disperse with internal force. People like Tai Shihou and Xian Zhiyin are relatively easy to deal with, but there are always some guys who are out of tune and don't want to let go of Wen Renran. I couldn't stand the forced irrigation of many people in the banquet, and it didn't take long for me to feel dizzy, and I couldn't tell the direction when I was drifting under my feet.

An hour or two later, the crowd of guests dispersed, and Wen Renran was about to return to the room, but there was a loud sound in front of him. But seeing a thick red dragon pestle blocking in the middle of the road, Wen Renran couldn't help but look at the person in front of him in astonishment, and asked, "Baizhang Fuzen senior, what are you doing here?"

"Can't you see the hole in the room?"

Can convince the upright Baizhang to escape Zen, embarrass you, Die Jun! Hearing this, people are speechless: "This is still far from the cave house......

"That's to give you face, to prevent you from being able to show it!"

Wen Renran looked at the butterfly king who spoke on his behalf, and asked ominously, "...... I don't think there was such a thing at the wedding, right?"

"When does this kind of thing need to be arranged? The will of the masses cannot be transferred, you see so many people waiting, are you embarrassed to run away? Besides, with so many people blocking the road, no matter how strong you are alone, there is no way to resist!"

When Wen Renran heard Butterfly Jun's words, he suddenly felt like vomiting blood. The red dragon pestle is a holy weapon used to destroy Bo Xun, has it been reduced to the point of becoming a tool for wedding banquet......s?

"Don't look at me, it's useless to plead. Although I also think that they are a bit excessive, but it is difficult to backfire the wishes, so you should be a little wronged today. ”

Can you not smile evilly when you speak? Yi Qiunian's expression is clearly not convincing at all! Wen Renran sighed, rubbed his forehead with a faint pain, and asked resignedly: "What do you want?"

Butterfly Jun's blonde hair shook and said, "Simple, whatever we say, you have to do it." But before that, you have to listen to Ben Butterfly's theory of fruit love......"

"Don't!

For Butterfly Jun's famous fruit theory, Wen Renran said that the ripe can not be ripe again. But without Gongsun Yue at the scene, Butterfly Jun couldn't get a beating, wouldn't it be too regrettable?

was prevented from playing by Wen Renran, Butterfly Jun was a little stupid, thought about it and said: "That's good, although I think poetry is good." However, it is not interesting to always play these punishment games of poems and couplets at weddings, so we simply save them, and we will play something else. ”

This saves ...... Su Xuyuan especially wanted to say that Wen Renran was not good at this. As long as the problem is difficult enough, you will definitely win. But thinking that he was originally pulled to fill the number, he also extinguished the meaning of betraying Wen Renran. At the same time, Wen Renran was relieved to hear that the most standard and difficult link had been demolished.

Without knowing what people were thinking, Butterfly Jun thought for a while and said the first request: "I just talked about fruit...... My requirement is that you must peel a red apple in one breath without breaking the skin, or you will have to accept the punishment of the people. ”

As soon as the words fell, Mu Shaoai hated the iron and used the smoking gun, poked the butterfly king's vest and said: "Stupid butterfly, for people who practice martial arts, is it difficult to peel apples without peeling?"

"A breath?"

"In addition to swordsmanship, what people are best at is speed. Alas, being a comrade-in-arms with you is really declining. ”

"Uh...... Mistake, that can't be counted as ......"

"A gentleman is hard to chase after a horse, how can it not be counted!"

Without waiting for Butterfly Jun to refute, Wen Renran had already taken the fruit from the table leaving the table, and instantly cut it and stuffed it into Butterfly Jun's mouth, blocking his tongue and letting him avoid opening his mouth.

"Who's down here?"

"Well, I'll give it a try. ”

A famous sword caster dressed in blue, said and put the folding fan in his hand behind his neck, and asked: "Ran Zai, like I have a good relationship with your master, no matter how you say it, you can't embarrass a junior, right?"

Listening to Jin Ziling's harmonious voice, Wen Renran's heart became more and more heavy. Jin Ziling, when did he talk so well?

"Old man Qi, come here......"

Without waiting for Wen Renran to answer, Jin Ziling pulled Qi Ziran by himself, looked at Wen Renran seriously and said, "I heard that some time ago, something went wrong with your Danqing? Why don't you hand it over to me and Qi Ziran for a few days to study, and I'll let you pass. How? I sympathize with Dali so much, are you touched, do you want to cry very much? No need to say thanks, no gratitude, I am the most beautiful and incomparable, I know how to care about others the most. ”

Flatter yourself...... Who wants to say thank you? Wen Renran gritted his teeth and said, "I really want to take a rotten sword and plunge it into your heart, which will make you very painful!"