In order to welcome the envoy from the hidden capital, the city lord Fang Chongshan originally prepared a sumptuous dinner and other activities.

However, after this chaotic battle in the realm of twelve illusions, it is estimated that many people are no longer in the mood to participate in the dinner.

City Lord Fang Chongshan discussed with Guan Yunfei and decided to cancel those welcoming and entertaining items, so that the personnel of the mission could heal and repair their injuries.

The actual duration of this battle was very short, and it was only a stick of incense, but whether it was the high-ranking members of the Fang'an City family who came to greet them, or the guests and caravans who came with the mission, they all suffered a lot of damage.

Fang Ancheng's family is okay, the people they can come here to greet are some people with status, and they all have some means of protecting against illusions, so the personnel are seriously injured at most, and there is no damage.

The mission and the guests were isolated by airships, and the situation was okay, except for the first part that came down more unlucky, and some were brain dead.

The hardest hit were the airport staff.

Most of these people were ordinary people hired by Fang Ancheng, and even if it was the aftermath of that level of confrontation, it was not something they could bear.

Fortunately, because of the martial law at the airport, there are not many staff members who can stay in the core area, so the casualties are not too heavy.

As for the Bloody Guards and the City Guards, they have the protection of extraordinary battle armor, and now they are only excessively consumed in physical strength and divine souls, and there is basically no loss.

The battle ended in a short time, but the follow-up treatment and aftermath took a lot of time.

An Youjun had already completed the third Divine Soul Evolution, and he hadn't gone through much fierce battle in the Super Illusion Realm, and he quickly woke up after the An family fed him the Divine Spirit Pill.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the worried and anxious expressions on his two sons' faces, which made Lao Anxin feel warm.

But at this time, he always felt that something was missing in the scene in front of him, but because he had just woken up, his brain was a little groggy and he couldn't remember it for a while.

At this time, Fang Chongshan pulled Wu Hao to the An family's side.

"Brother Shi, are you okay?"

After greeting his eldest brother, City Lord Fang complained to him: "Take good care of your little rabbit cub! When you don't look at a woman, is the deputy city lord of Youdu an existence that he can provoke? Don't cause trouble to the family for your own little chicken matter!"

After that, he briefly described Wu Hao's performance to An Youjun just now.

For example, pretending to be a senior medical staff and running forward to pull connections.

It's not enough to pull the relationship, but also take off other people's veils, and even want to do artificial respiration.

When artificial respiration failed, he repeatedly asked people for their names.

Fang Chongshan could see at a glance that Guan Yunfei regarded him as his junior.

It was because of the face that they had just fought side by side in the realm of illusion that they didn't have a seizure.

After all, An Xiu's "uncle" was very inducing.

But the third son of an An family is not worth it for him to take a favor from here.

But after all, he is a relative of his wife's mother's family, and as an elder, it is not convenient for him to be too careful.

So, before Wu Hao could do something more excessive, he forcibly dragged him back.

He doesn't teach, someone else will teach him!

Fang Chongshan didn't add half a point to the vinegar, and objectively said what Wu Hao had just done.

At this time, An Youjun finally remembered how the feeling of missing something just now came from.

Missing their third child!

When he was unconscious, this kid was still thinking about flirting with women?

An Youjun felt a surge of blood, his eyes went dark, and he fainted again.

......

The night banquet in the City Lord's Mansion has been canceled, but tomorrow's wedding will continue as usual.

At this stage, it is not only about repairing yourself, but also about the face of a big family.

The invitations have long been dispersed, and a lot of congratulatory gifts have been received, and now they are ready to be sent out.

An Youjun woke up quickly from a coma, but after waking up, he seemed to have entered an autistic state, and he didn't care much about his three sons.

After returning to Fang'an City, An Youjun first went to the City Lord's Mansion and stayed there for less than half an hour before returning to Anfu.

At this time, Anfu was busy.

After all, tomorrow is a happy event, and today we have to carry out a series of preparations.

Some of these important links still need to be decided by An Youjun. Therefore, the housekeeper of the house must not ask him for a word or two.

During the whole process, An Youjun had a stinky face, as if others owed him 1.8 million yuan and didn't pay it back.

An Youjun's appearance made the entire An family silent, and the servants and maids were careful in their work, and they didn't dare to breathe.

It wasn't until the two sons returned to the house after they were busy with the things at hand that his face was slightly better.

Although he didn't want to mention this topic, An Youjun couldn't help but ask.

"Where's the third child?"

An Heng and An Xu were also slightly taken aback when they heard the question.

They and Anxiu were separated when they first entered the city. Because they had a position in the City Lord's Mansion, they were in charge of the settlement of some of the Youdu Missions.

They thought that An Xiu had come back a long time ago, but listening to An Youjun's meaning, he hadn't come back yet.

"Tomorrow is a day of great joy, third brother, this is ...... Hey, I won't go to the temple to push the Buddha statue again...... Ahem!"

An Xu wanted to say something more, but suddenly saw his father's iron-blue face, and couldn't help but shut up.

He had already prepared his plan to calm his father's anger after the storm hit.

It's a pity that An Youjun didn't say anything.

He took a deep breath, leaned back in his chair weakly, and sighed.

"That's it, let him go!"

Then, he lazily stood up and walked towards the backyard.

At this time, the butler suddenly walked in and asked him: "Master, look at tomorrow's guests......

Before he finished speaking, he saw An Youjun wave his hand at him.

"Let Xu'er and Heng'er watch it, I'm tired, go take a rest!"

With that, he walked out.

The back is gloomy and lonely......

As soon as he came to the backyard, An Youjun's expression changed. The pace has also become much faster, and the wind is blowing when walking.

An Youjun was familiar with the road, and soon came to a quiet small courtyard in the middle of the house, which was where his seventh concubine in Xinna's house was settled.

He came here, of course, without having to say hello to anyone.

I just broke in.

A maid heard the movement and greeted her, and was driven aside by An Youjun with a wave of his hand, and then he saw his little seventh lady.

Mrs. Xiaoqi was bored counting the petals in the courtyard, and when she saw An Youjun coming here, she jumped up in surprise.

"Master, why are you here? You're not busy repairing your brother's wedding......

An Youjun didn't say a word, and hugged Xiao Qi with a handful.

"Go to Brother Tema...... Now, the old man only has you in his eyes!"

As he spoke, he roughly hugged Mrs. Xiaoqi horizontally.

A flash of surprise flashed in Mrs. Xiaoqi's eyes, and then she shouted weakly, "Master...... What are you doing?"

An Youjun said something that people couldn't understand: "Hmph, why did he push the Buddha statue, and he went to wipe his ass with Zhang Luo? What kind of bullshit first scumbag, when the old man was a scumbag, he hadn't been weaned yet!"

As he spoke, he took Mrs. Xiaoqi and strode towards the house.

"Come on, come on, now the spring is just right, let's have another son!"

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