In the city of Toulon, the roads are lined with soldiers in silver armor. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe armor of the soldiers is new and shiny. The silver helmet glittered in the sun, and the red feathers on the top of the head were the symbol of the warrior.

The silver metal combat boots made the soldiers step more sonorously and powerfully, the arms and thighs were covered with scaly armor plates that made their elbows move more freely, and the silver glittering bronze glasses made each soldier look more domineering.

The soldiers wore bright red cloaks, and the scarlet cloaks added to the festive atmosphere of today.

Today was a festive day for the great wizard Turlo, and almost all the soldiers in the barracks stood on the streets, except for the soldiers who were in charge of guarding the city walls. One is to maintain order, and the other is to make this wedding more grand and magnificent.

The smooth bluestone floor has long been cleaned by the water that has been splashed countless times.

Behind the soldiers on both sides of the street were countless civilians of Toulon. They stuck their heads out and stood on tiptoe. They are all looking forward to the carriage of the great wizard, and they all want to see the true face of the most beautiful bride in the country of Maika.

Finally, the wheels sounded. A huge, luxurious, open-top carriage slowly approached. Four high, white horses wore bright red silk around their necks, and each horse wore a large red flower made of cloth tied around its neck.

The car was all surrounded by flowers, the car was covered with bright red blankets, and two people stood on the raised carport. The Great Wizard Turoro was dressed in a gray robe, his face glowing red, and a satisfied smile on his lips. And the bride was a cold, unsquinting void looking ahead, as if all this bustle and prosperity had nothing to do with her.

Ceya was dressed in a white wedding dress, with a garland on her head, and her face was delicate and uncast. Behind the jet-black hair, an almost transparent white scarf is like a layer of mist, and at this moment, Fang Fei seems to be frozen into eternity, which is unbearable to touch.

The light gauze is pervasive, and the lace-trimmed tulle is embellished with hollow flowers, reflecting the white and flawless face of Qianya, like clouds hanging in the blue sky, like snow drifting in the sky, like a wisp of green smoke, like a lily. It's breathtakingly beautiful, it's so beautiful that it's intoxicating.

Siya's eyes finally stopped looking blankly ahead, but hollowly lowered her eyelids, her long eyelashes flickering. Tears finally fell from the corners of her eyes.

Nobody cares, no one cares. People are talking about this girl's peerless appearance. This beauty, which does not belong to the world, deeply touched all people. No wonder Turolo was obsessed with her.

Every time the carriage crossed a street, there was a burst of cheers and commotion around it. People were shocked by the cold and beautiful bride in front of them.

The young teenagers were lonely, and they all expected the bride to look up at them. That would make their hearts beat faster and keep them awake at night.

Young maidens are ashamed of themselves, jealous of the bride's peerless appearance. I regret why I don't have this angelic face.

There were also two little boys and girls of eight or nine years old standing in the carriage. They carried flower baskets in their hands and scattered flower petals into the crowd.

The carriage circled around the city of Toulon and came to a church. The church of the city of Toulon on the continent of Del Mar is tall and majestic. Only nobles and people of status could come here for weddings, and Turlolo was the lord of the city, and his wedding naturally made the church solemnly decorated.

A long carpet has already been laid outside the church. Flower baskets are placed at intervals, and each basket alone is beautifully crafted. On a hollow carved metal flower stand, a basket of colorful flowers is placed. It stretches from hundreds of meters outside the church to inside the church.

The rows of chairs inside the church are filled with elites from all walks of life in the city of Toulon. Of course, there are also wealthy businessmen and politicians in the city. They had all come to Turoro's wedding.

As the great wizard of King Techle of the Maika Kingdom, Tulolo combines the military and political power of Toulon City, and is the object of everyone's stuttering. Therefore, the people who come to the wedding are either rich or expensive.

The carriage stopped in front of the church, and Turolo slowly stepped out of the carriage. He had to look like an elegant gentleman because he was an upper-class man. It is this king who sits in the city of Toulon, and he must not only let people talk about him but also praise him behind his back, which is what he expects.

And now that Turoro was satisfied, he had married the beautiful bride who gave him the most face. Because of the bride's appearance, everyone envies and hates her appearance. To this end, he did not hesitate to offend the niece of Techler, whom King Techler introduced him.

From the first time he saw Chia, he was hopelessly in love with her. Although Thea was still young at that time, he could wait.

At last he had waited for the moment, although the beautiful bride seemed to have little interest in him. But he had the confidence to conquer her.

All she liked was a monkey, but she had been lonely in the valley for too long, and the presence of a monkey had given her illusions. No matter how talented, good-looking, or magical, he was incomparable to that waste-like stinky monkey, and that monkey just had brute strength.

Satisfied, Tullolo stepped out of the carriage, and he reached out and took Thea's hand and walked into the church. Warm applause erupted around, and the words "talented and beautiful" surged in everyone's hearts.

The interior of this church is also luxurious. A circular vault topped by six columns, each decorated with floral carvings by dexterous craftsmen.

The priest greeted them on the cathedral platform.

The two little boys and girls walked in front as groomsmen and bridesmaids, arm in arm, and everyone sprinkled flowers on the couple. Turoro smiled, and Thea remained silent throughout.

After the priest had done everything necessary for the wedding, he stood before Turoro and Ceia.

The priest asked, "Do you want this woman to be your wife and marry her?" Love her, care for her, respect her, accept her, be faithful to her until the end of her life, whether she is sick or healthy, or for any other reason? ”

"I do!" Turolo replied happily.

The priest then asked Thea, "Siya, would you like this man to be your husband and marry him?" Love Him, care for Him, respect Him, accept Him, and remain faithful to Him to the end of your life, whether it is sickness or health, or any other reason? ”

Thea didn't speak.

At this time, everyone began to talk about each other. What's wrong with this bride, why don't you speak, doesn't she want to?

Turoro looked at Thea, which made him very shameless. The priest asked again: "Siya, do you want this man to be your husband and marry him?"

"She doesn't want to!" A voice outside the church door replied coldly.

- That's Hou Wukong!

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