In the Star Palace, the wedding scene, guests come in and out in an endless stream.
The bride, wearing a pure white wedding dress, stood on one side of the arch. She was held by Fu Hua's hand, walked across the red carpet, and walked towards Pei Zhi, who was standing in the center of the wedding, behind the high priest.
Pei Zhi is still wearing regular clothes, a white shirt, black trousers, a black leather girdle tied around his waist, and two black belts going up around his shoulders.
The whole person is tall and tall, with a handsome posture, and the silver hair on his head is shining brightly under the lantern above his head. No matter how you look at it, he has an open and relaxed noble attitude.
The words "groom" and "groom" are not the same at all.
On the contrary, he looks more like an assassin ready to kill at any time.
Fu Hua glanced at him and frowned.
He also did not expect that on this occasion, Pei Zhi did not wear the wedding clothes he had prepared for him in advance.
But in front of so many guests, Fu Hua couldn't get angry, so he had to lead the bride over and asked inadvertently: "Pei Zhi, you haven't forgotten what day it is today, have you?"
"Of course not." Pei Zhi smiled, but a cold light gradually grew in his eyes, "Today is the wedding you specially prepared for me, how could I forget it?"
"Really?" Fu Hua also smiled and extended his tone, looking like he didn't believe it.
He secretly observed the surroundings vigilantly, and then turned to Pei Zhi, "In that case, why are you not wearing the wedding clothes I prepared for you on such an important occasion today?"
"There was an accident with the wedding dress and it was burned by the fire." Pei Zhi opened his eyes and told lies without blushing at all.
Fu Hua's smile froze, and he tugged at the corners of his lips, giving off a sense of oppression: "Since it was an accident, it's really a pity, but it doesn't matter. After all, the wedding is a process. As long as you treat my daughter well, everything will be fine."
It’s all easy to say.”
Pei Zhi smiled but did not respond.
Fu Hua changed the topic: "In this case, do you and I have become more intimate? Pei Zhi, due to emotions and reasons, you should call me father together with my daughter, right?"
"If it's what you said, I created you, Fu Hua." As soon as Fu Hua finished speaking, the space behind him was suddenly torn open. Yu Mian walked out of it, stood still, raised his hand, and aimed his gun at him.
He smiled and said, "Because of emotion and reason, can I kill you with my own hands?"
Fu Hua's expression changed drastically.
"Dan... Jing?" He hurriedly raised his hands and shouted, "Someone, come quickly! Someone, come quickly!"
However, the next second, Yu Mian pulled the trigger.
Right between Fu Hua’s eyebrows.
The latter's eyes widened, and he fell straight back and fell to the ground.
This incident happened so suddenly that all the guests present were dumbfounded. Pei Zhi looked blankly at Yu Mian who suddenly appeared, and his eyes turned red for a moment.
The person he had missed for hundreds of years was right in front of him. Pei Zhi's lips trembled and he couldn't say a word.
A roar soon broke out from the crowd: "The Führer is dead! Come here! There is an assassin! Come and kill the assassin!"
The crowd rioted, and a group of well-dressed soldiers rushed in from outside the palace, surrounding the main palace.
Everyone held a gun and aimed at Yu Mian.
The leader is the high priest.
The soldiers evacuated the guests and followed the high priest's lead, pressing toward Yu Mian step by step.
Pei Zhi raised his feet to block Yu Mian's face, took out a gun from his bag, and aimed it between the high priest's eyebrows.
The high priest stopped eight steps away from Pei Zhi. The two looked at each other, and smoke filled the air for a while.
"High Priest, why are you still standing there?" A man who looked like an officer behind him squeezed through the crowd and scolded in a cold voice, "Why don't we save the Führer quickly and arrest these two assassins..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Pei Zhi raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
There was a roar of shouts outside the main palace, and a group of people rushed in and surrounded the main palace for the second time.
All are extremely unfamiliar faces.
Judging from the equipment they wear, they don’t look like interstellar soldiers.
The officer was surprised to see his people surrounded by groups, looking around in panic. The soldiers inside the main palace were also frightened, whispering to each other.
The opponent has many people and is obviously the enemy, so he has the upper hand.
Pei Zhi tilted his head and said to Yu Mian: "You don't have to worry, they are your old subordinates."
"I know." Yu Mian nodded. Although she has left this world for a long time, he still knows these subordinates who followed her in battles.
She took a step to the side and met the high priest's gaze with a chuckle: "Long time no see, Fang Xun."
"What's that long time no see?" The officer just interrupted her angrily, "High Priest, what do you mean? This woman! She killed the Führer in front of all of us, why didn't you do it?"
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"What are you waiting for? Are you still the interstellar grand festival..."
"Bang."
As soon as he finished speaking, his head was shot by the high priest.
The words were stuck in his throat and stopped abruptly. The officer's eyes widened in horror, he raised his head and fell straight onto the red carpet with a "bang".
Blood splattered everywhere.
The soldiers suddenly became a mess, like a pile of loose sand, squeezing aside without a leader:
"Ah? What is the high priest doing? Why didn't he kill the assassin but the general?"
"Is it possible that he wants to surrender to the other party? How can this be done? Has he forgotten his beliefs?"
"Bang——"
There was another gunshot.
The high priest raised his gun again and pointed it at the ceiling directly above. White smoke flew out of the gun barrel.
Pei Zhi subconsciously reached out to stop Yu Mian, but Yu Mian grabbed his arm.
"It's okay." Yu Mian patted his arm gently, as if to comfort him.
Pei Zhi was startled and took back his hand hesitantly.
But the whole person was still staring at the high priest opposite with vigilance, his eyes were bright, like a wild wolf ready to attack.
As soon as Yu Mian gives the order, she will rush forward and kill all potential dangers that threaten her.
The high priest looked around:
"Everyone, be quiet."
His voice is neither loud nor quiet, but it is very intimidating.
The crowd soon became quiet.
The high priest turned his head to meet Yu Mian's gaze. After a pause, he faced Pei Zhi's muzzle, raised his feet, and stepped forward slowly, step by step.
"Fang Xun." Pei Zhi raised the hand holding the gun slightly, and a casual and cold smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "If you dare to take a step forward again, I can't guarantee whether the next one will be shot in the head.
Is it you?"
"Really?" Fang Xun narrowed his eyes slightly, and although he stopped walking, the words coming out of his mouth were not merciful at all, "In front of the Lord God, you are still as stubborn as ever."
"Fang Xun!"
"Okay Pei Zhi."
Pei Zhimei's eyes grew angry, and she was about to rush forward and kick Fang Xun. Yu Mian quickly called out to stop, and raised her hand to press her eyebrows.
Headache.
She really has a headache.
Pei Zhi and Fang Xun are still at odds with each other as before.
Fang Xun felt that she, Yu Miangui, was the main god and should not marry a demon god who had been against her for many years. Whenever he got the chance, he would scold Pei Zhi in front of her. Fang Xun felt that Pei Zhi was a bitch.
Whose mad dog.
Pei Zhi felt that Fang Xun was a human being who was meddling in other people's business. He was willing to be raped by her and become her subordinate. It was none of Fang Xun's business that the two of them had a little fun as a couple.
Every time the two people meet, they go head-to-head, sometimes scolding each other in the street, or at worst, stabbing each other when the other is not paying attention.
Every time it is a scene of a world war.
"I just came back, you two should stop arguing." Yu Mian has one head and two big heads. She doesn't want to deal with this kind of world war as soon as she comes back. She waved her hands and said to the other party, "Your people, you can handle it yourself.
.Those who are willing to surrender can be recruited, and those who are not willing can just be exiled."