The system is a broken bowl

"If anyone dares to say that I, Mang Yue, am an old guy, I won't bother talking nonsense and will beat him immediately!"

Mang Yue glanced sideways at Xin Gan.

Xingan's face was full of embarrassment and grievance. It seems that I am praising Ge Li!

He didn't dare to offend these experts who were famous all over the world a hundred years ago, so he nodded in approval frequently.

Although Song Chen wanted to laugh, he felt that they were being so "noisy" that they were taking over the spotlight.

So he said: "None of you are old! But it is important to maintain a young and handsome appearance.

I heard that what you look like when you ascend will be what you look like in the realm of cultivation for hundreds or thousands of years.

I have Qingyuan Pill here that can last for thirty years. Are you interested? "

This time, everyone's attention was drawn to him.

Everyone wants to be a young, old god with white hair and beard, who can do whatever he likes.

Not only Feng Wuying, but also several other old guys are looking forward to being able to stay in appearance for thirty years.

"I said, good son-in-law, please give me such a good thing quickly. Even they won't like it, so just give it to me!"

Fu Bo's joke immediately aroused public indignation, and everyone began to criticize him, especially the former "good girl" Feng Wuying.

When the commotion was getting louder, Song Chen said: "Now we are seriously attending the wedding. When the banquet is over, everyone has a share."

Only then did everyone realize that we were off topic and became quiet.

Xing Gan cast a grateful look at Song Chen. Being targeted by these old guys, even if he knew they were joking, made him sweat.

At this time, a gold-type holy envoy came over and whispered something in Xingan's ear.

With the mental strength of these people present, if they deliberately tried to inquire, let alone the Holy Envoy whispering here, they would not be able to hide even outside the gate.

However, no one was that interested, including Song Chen.

At this time, the wedding march had finished playing, and Ge Li and the two brides came over with their faces glowing to propose a toast to everyone.

This table is the VIP among VIPs, so the toast must come first from here.

"Girl Wan, where did you buy this dress?"

The person who asked the question was not Feng Wuying, but Fu Bo Ming Jiang Hao, who didn't talk much.

"Brother Song gave it to us."

Qin Wan smiled slyly. "Uncle, have you figured it out? Do you want to get one for my future aunt?"

"Is it him? His wife is still somewhere!"

Mang Yue snatched "Mai" away. "Brother Song, tell me quickly, where did you buy this dress?"

"I don't know which mother-in-law is in the belly of your wife! You'd better tell Brother Ximen and Senior Sister Feng, they need it more."

Uncle Fu rolled his eyes at Mang Yue. "You and I, it's better not to fight each other, and hurry up and find a wife, that's the business."

Seeing that everyone was focusing on him, Song Chen smiled and gave the address of "彽婳方".

"Jiuhuafang also has many fashionable women's underwear. It is said that when the new clothes are on the catwalk, they all explode!"

Song Chen wasted no time in advertising underwear. For no other reason than to let Xueer go shopping and have some knowledge of those things first, it would be much easier to accept them in the future.

This is a clothing civilization from another time and space. Let the women of Tiangan Continent enjoy it. It is much better than just wearing obscene clothes and pants.

Since he was already the designer of "彽婳方", Song Chen simply designed dozens of styles of women's underwear, including thongs, lace, and even stockings and high heels.

These novel gadgets almost shocked Qin Yao's jaw.

She even wanted to hold another live-action catwalk show, but the situation almost got out of control last time, so she gave up after thinking about it.

Looking at the two beautiful brides, Murong Feixue was very moved. She must be beautiful in this wedding dress, right?

"If anyone dares to say that I, Mang Yue, am an old guy, I won't bother talking nonsense and will beat him immediately!"

Mang Yue glanced sideways at Xin Gan.

Xingan's face was full of embarrassment and grievance. It seems that I am praising Ge Li!

He didn't dare to offend these experts who were famous all over the world a hundred years ago, so he nodded in approval frequently.

Although Song Chen wanted to laugh, he felt that they were being so "noisy" that they were taking over the spotlight.

So he said: "None of you are old! But it is important to maintain a young and handsome appearance.

I heard that what you look like when you ascend will be what you look like in the realm of cultivation for hundreds or thousands of years.

I have Qingyuan Pill here that can last for thirty years. Are you interested? "

This time, everyone's attention was drawn to him.

Everyone wants to be a young, old god with white beard and hair, who can do whatever he likes.

Not only Feng Wuying, but also several other old guys are looking forward to being able to stay in appearance for thirty years.

"I said, good son-in-law, please give me such a good thing quickly. Even they won't like it, so just give it to me!"

Fu Bo's joke immediately aroused public indignation, and everyone began to criticize him, especially the former "good girl" Feng Wuying.

When the commotion was getting louder, Song Chen said: "Now we are seriously attending the wedding. When the banquet is over, everyone has a share."

Only then did everyone realize that we were off topic and became quiet.

Xing Gan cast a grateful look at Song Chen. Being targeted by these old guys, even if he knew they were joking, made him sweat.

At this time, a gold-type holy envoy came over and whispered something in Xingan's ear.

With the mental strength of these people present, if they deliberately tried to inquire, let alone the Holy Envoy whispering here, they would not be able to hide even outside the gate.

However, no one was that interested, including Song Chen.

At this time, the wedding march had finished playing, and Ge Li and the two brides came over with their faces glowing to propose a toast to everyone.

This table is the VIP among VIPs, so the toast must come first from here.

"Girl Wan, where did you buy this dress?"

The person who asked the question was not Feng Wuying, but Fu Bo Ming Jiang Hao, who didn't talk much.

"Brother Song gave it to us."

Qin Wan smiled slyly. "Uncle, have you figured it out? Do you want to get one for my future aunt?"

"Is it him? His wife is still somewhere!"

Mang Yue snatched "Mai" away. "Brother Song, tell me quickly, where did you buy this dress?"

"I don't know which mother-in-law is in the belly of your wife! You'd better tell Brother Ximen and Senior Sister Feng, they need it more."

Uncle Fu rolled his eyes at Mang Yue. "You and I, it's better not to fight each other, and hurry up and find a wife, that's the business."

Seeing that everyone was focusing on him, Song Chen smiled and gave the address of "彽婳方".

"Jiuhuafang also has many fashionable women's underwear. It is said that when the new clothes are on the catwalk, they all explode!"

Song Chen wasted no time in advertising underwear. For no other reason than to let Xueer go shopping and have some knowledge of those things first, it would be much easier to accept them in the future.

This is a clothing civilization from another time and space. Let the women of Tiangan Continent enjoy it. It is much better than just wearing obscene clothes and pants.

Since he was already the designer of "彽婳方", Song Chen simply designed dozens of styles of women's underwear, including thongs, lace, and even stockings and high heels.

These novel gadgets almost shocked Qin Yao's jaw.

She even wanted to hold another live-action catwalk show, but the situation almost got out of control last time, so she gave up after thinking about it.

Looking at the two beautiful brides, Murong Feixue was very moved. She must be beautiful in this wedding dress, right?