The content on the banner is getting more and more crooked.

Including the text on it is not printed, but written on it by the person himself, including the back, and the handwriting has become a little messy.

In particular, there is a long list of question marks, which can completely show how doubtful and emotional the person who wrote this word was at that time.

The main thing is...

It's not good-looking.

It's even a little ugly.

"Gold Ingot Group, I wish Zhao Zicheng !!"

"Happy newlyweds, 100 years... Good fit! ”

Just when all the people thought that the whole work was over, an old voice suddenly echoed above the entire Mobei City.

Terrifying energy fluctuations swept through the air.

"This voice... Sounds familiar. ”

"Well, I think I've heard it on TV."

"But I can't remember it anymore."

"I've definitely heard of it!"

"Shhhhh

At the moment when the voice sounded, a group of people were talking.

In TV, the sound that often appears...

Non-actors.

Combining several keywords, this person must be the Eight Senses!

The energy turned into colorful light, and the brilliance that bloomed at this moment even surpassed the sun, which was so amazing.

And the owner of this voice disappeared decisively after roaring this voice, and never showed his face from beginning to end, completely playing the role of a special effects artist.

Perhaps, this is also the lovely place of the ink court.

These old people in power occasionally work for others for the sake of five buckets of rice.

Be conscientious, although you still want to retain a little self-esteem.

The only thing that makes people criticize is these five buckets... It's Kimmi.

"Liujue pulls the banner, and Bajue does the special effects..."

"It's just a visual treat."

"It is said that Sun Dong is a classmate of Lord Zhao, and the relationship is so good that he wears a pair of pants, and it is true."

“？？？”

"Are you questioning my Sun Dong can't afford pants?"

"That's not what I meant..."

"City Lord Zhao also bought pants!!"

"You're special... Is the problem with the pants??? ”

The people below were smiling and chatting, admiring the grand occasion, which made people not only sigh at the power of superpowers.

And just when they were wondering why the Seven Senses didn't appear...

In the distance, in the sky.

There are six people who are tightly covered, and they are even afraid that their body shape will be guessed, and the people who are tightly wrapped are constantly filled with the power of rules, appearing in mid-air.

They stood in two rows, like bodyguards.

Immediately afterwards, Sun Wen's figure appeared in mid-air, wearing a retro white robe, holding a folding fan in his hand, revealing a smile like a spring breeze.

I don't even know where to get a wig, it's long and soft.

It looks fairy-like, like a wealthy company out of the dust.

A long sword at his waist brings out his beautiful temperament, stepping into the air, every step falls, as if stepping on the real thing, light and elegant.

By the way, the special effects blessing was also turned on.

The toes fell, and the air rippled like the surface of the water.

For a while, those unmarried girls in Mobei City, when they looked at Sun Wen again, their faces couldn't help but blush a little.

Young and golden, strong, and handsome...

An absolute national icon.

"Help me turn around..."

Sun Wen smiled, looked at the crowd below, and squeezed out a weak word on his lips.

The corners of the six Qijue's mouths twitched slightly.

The power of the rules surges.

Sun Wen relayed, turned around lightly, revealing his back.

"Single, flirtatious!"

Behind the fairy-like robe, he actually wrote a few huge words with a brush, knocking this dusty indifference back to the mortal dust.

“……”

"Get down here, aren't you afraid of heights?"

Zhao Zicheng didn't know when he stood on the rooftop of a high-rise building, looking at this scene, his face was dark, and he couldn't help but complain.

"You're yelling at me?"

"I'm so good to you, you actually yelled at me!"

"Sure enough, when a man has a new love, he forgets his old love."

"You once told me that even if you die, you will die before me..."

Sun Wen no longer had the dusty temperament he had before, and became like a resentful woman, he said in mid-air, and then with the help of the six Qijue, he fell to the roof with a graceful demeanor.

For a while, the originally shy girls were a little sluggish, and their eyes returned to sobriety.

"Sure enough, there is a reason why this kind of young, strong, and rich person has been single."

"He should be single..."

The women said quietly, no longer interested.

"Whew..."

"Scared the hell out of me."

"Hehe, my way of playing, handsome or not?"

Sun Wen stood on the rooftop, his feet were a little weak, his body staggered, and he held on to the wall and breathed a sigh of relief, then he smiled in front of him, raised his eyebrows, and said ostentatiously.

It's just that what responded to him was a pair of disdainful eyes.

"Boy, don't forget to pay the final payment."

"Otherwise..."

Several Qijue showed meaningful glances and turned to leave.

Zhao Zicheng looked at the backs of a few people leaving and pouted: "What's the use of wearing so tightly, you know who it is when you hear it, they are all old acquaintances who have dealt with each other, and I haven't seen them so face-saving in my daily life..."