Acg Male Lead is My Trumpet

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guilt?

Bai Fan no longer had such a thing.

And those believers are all dead.

Through interrogation, although they didn't fully understand the whole picture of their organization, they still knew some bad rumors about the organization, such as the use of vampires as goods.

But even if they know the rumors, they are still addicted to religion and cannot extricate themselves.

Proper cultist.

Since none of the people locked in the dungeon is a good person, then Bai Fan naturally doesn't feel any guilt.

However, the wedding of the Mist Branch of the Bonfire does have some evil qualities. It is more like a ceremony to summon some indescribable existence than a wedding.

But Bonzhiwuzhi was very happy, and ordered Bai Fan to buy a wedding dress.

Rao Bai Fan couldn't have swept the interest of the camp fog branch at this time.

Holding the mood of 'this is fine', Bai Fan started to make arrangements for the wedding.

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This is an essay by the system girl from Bai Fan's relatives and friends——

If there is no officiant and friends who come to bless you, let the zombies join in.

If you don't have a live orchestra, bring a camping mist to hypnotize an orchestra.

If there is no on-site lighting, then go back to school and move all the celebration lights back to the old castle.

This wedding can be said to be a model wedding that can save money. Except for the wedding dress and diamond ring that Bai Fan bought out of his own pocket, the other props are basically handmade by Bai Fan and Bon Zhiwuzhi.

The two can also be called a model couple, and they are worth learning from the majority of couples. You should also be like them and become a couple who only talk about feelings and not about material things.

The system mother turned her head, looked at Bai Fan who was looking at her with a smile on her face, gritted her teeth, and continued to write according to the other party's wishes.

"Let's have fun!"

The lead conductor of the orchestra raised his hand.

The magnificent ceremony and music sounded.

The zombies collided with each other, and pieces of rotten flesh fell from them. The faces of the rotten people seemed to have a sense of joy that the master was finally married.

Blood was spilled all over the ground, and the air was full of festive atmosphere.

The statue of the evil god decorated with garlands was brought up, and in front of the statue, there was a zombie butler specially dressed as a priest to send sincere blessings to the two couples.

Looking at the bride in the arms of the groom, everyone smiled and cheered for her.

They danced around the newly lit bonfire, and the white walls reflected confused and joyfully quivering shadows.

"No, I can't make it up anymore. These are all ghosts and monsters."

Bai Fan shook his lips.

He was speechless for the zombies below and the statue of the evil god erected beside him.

But fortunately...

At least the ending is good.

Although the wedding is not too formal, but the ending is good.

The fog branch of the camp held her palm tightly, controlling so many creatures at the same time, even if she was a little tired.

Coupled with the fact that she has been working day and night on this marriage for the past few days, her mental state has already been tense.

Now at the wedding, this state finally relaxed.

Wearing a wedding dress, she leaned against Bai Fan and fell into a deep sleep.

At least in sleep, with a smile on his face.

That's enough.

(Please don’t pay attention to the PS in the previous chapters, I just wrote it out for fun, because it is impossible for a dead house to have a girlfriend, 233333, so 20 is actually impossible, whether there is an update on the day of Qixi Festival, this question It's like Schrödinger's cat theory!)

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"Uh... ah..."

"Wake up, wake up."

"Hey! Are you awake?"

'Wake up, laugh. '

Bonzhi Mist Branch felt the commotion before she even opened her eyes. To be honest, her character has always been reckless——

Not to mention that there are still people who whisper in their ears when they are sleeping.

"What have you been nagging about since just now!!!!"

Bon Zhiwuzhi stood up abruptly, his azure blue eyes turned scarlet in just an instant.

"Who are you! Why are you at my house—"

"Yes, you are the best quality among the newcomers here."

The girl with black princess-style long hair and wearing a luxurious black gold-rimmed kimono said indifferently.

"?????" Bon Zhiwuzhi got up from the bed, and the silhouette of the castle in his mind slightly overlapped with the ordinary home in front of him.

But soon, she understood——

"Who are you? Where is this place? Why am I here?"

The scarlet eyes of Bon Zhi Mist scanned the girls, and asked unceremoniously.

"When you think about it, 'it' should have planted this all in your head."

The girl in the gold-rimmed black kimono answered bluntly.

"..." The Mist Branch of the Camp.

Tsk... I always feel that this guy is playing something that I don't understand.

Bon Zhizhi sank his heart.

A huge torrent of memories roars through the brain like a flood.

But this process not only did not have the slightest pain, but also did not have the slightest sense of confusion.

As Lianhua said, she nourishes the world of Wanhuajing with her soul, and these heroines have an indescribable connection with her.

After Lianhua sorts out her own memory, the memory that is conveyed will not have the slightest sense of negative confusion. This is also the key to Bon Zhiwuzhi's ability to sort out her own memory so quickly——

"Lian... Hua? No... We should be meeting for the first time... You bastard! What did you force into my head?"

"I'm not that interested."

Lianhua smiled and handed the tea cup in her hand to Bonzhiwuzhi who was still wearing a wedding dress.

"Well, there are still many opportunities to explain in the future, so you can rest assured for now."

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"Is there no problem then, Mr. Bai?"

Makise Kurisu looked at Bai Fan who was watching beside her.

"As the owner of the Wanhua Mirror, Lianhua has closeness to any person or thing in the Wanhua Mirror from the source. This is why she took the initiative to drive me away. She means that she can solve this problem by herself. Let Wuzhi adapt to the life here."

Bai Fan nodded.

Makise Kurisu looked at Bai Fan and pressed her chest with lingering fear.

She said with some fear.

"When Bai Jun's consciousness was sent into the Wanhua Mirror, we were also very surprised. Although Bai Jun has said before that the way we restore our memory may be strange, but when it is sent into that little Wanhua Mirror— —”

That's right...these things are just too bizarre.

And as long as you make a wrong choice, you will be lost forever in the Wanhua Mirror, which is really cruel.

"I don't know who will be next...Bai Jun...You...the problem seems to be a bit big--"

Makise Kurisu raised her head worriedly.

"Hmph...the problem is big, don't panic, it's useless."

"But--"

"Alright, Kurisu."

Bai Fan straightened his face.

"You are nothing more than worried that the next incident may be more serious, beyond imagination, but in fact—"

"Huh?" Makise Kurisu looked up suspiciously.

There seemed to be something wrong with Bai Fan's face.

"Goo."