"Congratulations to the young master—"
"It's the young master!!"
"Young Master, look at me, Young Master!!"
The handsome men and beauties in the audience were all dressed up and shouting at the top of their lungs, eager to climb up to the high platform and express their love to the young master.
Calling this scene a blind date, Yuan Zeshan might be underestimated. This was obviously a large-scale concubine selection scene.
After all, the old demon master has been moody and addicted to refining poison for many years. On the contrary, he, the young master, has worked hard in the country for many years, led the demon cultivators to become well-off, built roads, and opened trade, so his reputation is naturally extraordinary.
However, the person concerned showed a lack of interest, looked pale, and was not in good spirits.
He was dressed very casually today, not even as formal as that time in Zhai Xing Tower. He was wearing a bright red robe with an open collar, revealing his delicate and thin collarbones. His long hair was spread freely behind him, and his blue eyes were like
The most precious jadeite in the world, you will fall into it if you stare at it for a moment.
The sable baby knew that his master was in a bad mood, so he stood obediently on his right shoulder. He was timid and cute, with his dark black fur neatly combed, and a red ribbon tied with a bow at the base of his tail.
Countless people chanted his name, like an overwhelming force. Now it can almost be called the grandest moment of the Flower Feast. The gorgeous and fragrant desert roses flew into the arms of the young master one by one, like individual roses.
Because of his sleepless nights.
"Hey, it's so noisy."
Yuan Zeshan raised his hand to rub his temples with a gloomy expression.
The uniqueness of the ** skills lies in controlling the mind. Whether it is the sound temptation of the Demonic Sound Sect, the poisonous poison of the Demonic Poison Sect, or the charming skills of the Demonic Mei Sect, they are not as good as the mental control of the old demon lord Yuan Qifeng.
The feeling is like a big hand grabbing the brain. It is difficult to stay awake, let alone using the system.
Yuan Zeshan did not dare to recall what happened in the fantasy for a moment, and grinned with a violent and bloody smile.
If he couldn't defeat the old devil, how could he be willing to be inferior to others?
Blind date? Blind date.
Now he doesn't like anyone, so it's best not to mess with him.
Gai Yangyang is recognized as the most beautiful woman in the world, and as the favorite disciple of the leader of Mo Mei Sect, it is natural for her to stand at the nearest place under the stage, her eyes are burning, and she is getting more and more proud as she looks at her.
Her makeup was as exquisite as an expensive doll, and her figure was slim and graceful. Her heart was pounding like a deer, and she couldn't help but cover her heart. She said silently: Ah... this is her future Taoist companion.
"Why do you think the young master doesn't look so good today?" someone next to him muttered.
She glanced at the man and said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about? The young master is so radiant and wise, so why does he look so bad?"
"Oh my god! The young master is here! The young master is here!!"
A disciple of the Mo Mei Sect couldn't help but scream.
"Why did Young Master Yuan go to Gai Yangyang? He is indeed the most beautiful woman in the world. Do you think Young Master also wants to fall under his pomegranate skirt?"
The large group of men and women were all excited. They all looked at tonight's lucky winner with envy and speculated about good things.
"What are you planning to do, young master?"
"Looking for someone?"
"Oh my, this is amazing, you must have taken a fancy to our sect's Gai Yangyang!"
Gai Yangyang suddenly became the focus of the crowd, and he was immediately happy, but he didn't want to be too exaggerated, so he pretended to be angry and said: "What are you talking about... Young Master, he naturally has his own plans, I..."
The young master in red had scorching eyes and a smile on his lips, and he was already very close to his eyes.
"Young Master, I——" Gai Yangyang quickly showed his brightest smile.
"Borrowed it."
As if Yuan Zeshan hadn't noticed her in her attire, he turned sideways lightly, not even touching the corner of her clothes, and the crowd automatically made way for an empty passage.
Just left.
"Want to...wait, he just left like this?"
Gai Yangyang suddenly came back to his senses and turned his head in disbelief.
She considers herself to be a stunning beauty, and relies on her beauty to commit crimes. With her outstanding appearance, she is always successful in the world. Even the saint is not as beautiful as her, and her beauty is everywhere.
But that strange man in white completely outshone her.
The gap between them cannot be described as fat and thin, but they are completely different, just like the bright moon in the sky, a white light appears, and the small fluorescent lights are eclipsed.
The young master in red looked at the man in white in surprise, his green eyes astonishingly bright.
"Xiao Feng, why are you here?"
Jiang Qinfeng held the silver mask in his hand and sighed quietly: "On the way to escort Fu Xiu, we were attacked by Sha Ruxue. After we separated, I thought that you would be here to take care of us."
"Just you?"
Of course not alone.
Xie Lingtan must not show up in front of Yuan Zeshan, and is now hiding in the dark, waiting for an opportunity.
"The situation was critical at the time, and I was separated from everyone. It was a blessing in disguise, as it made me realize that I was actually the posthumous son of the musical saint."
Jiang Qinfeng is a good person. After so many years, he has become very good at lying. There is no flaw in his expression or tone.
This reminded him of the person who came through time and deceived him for the first time, and who also taught him how to deceive.
Seeing that he was suddenly depressed, Yuan Zeshan felt pity and love in his heart, and quickly comforted him: "Are you hurt?"
"The arm was injured. Sha Ruxue's hand was really cruel, but it's no longer serious now. You don't have to worry."
Jiang Qinfeng really didn't mean to win Yuan Zeshan's pity. He just thought that the wounds without real evidence would make his words appear less credible, so he rolled up his sleeves generously, revealing his lotus-like arms, wrapped with bandages, and vaguely...
A refreshing herbal fragrance.
After all, Sha Ruxue is the leader of the sect in the Nascent Soul stage. If the hammer is applied, it will not be cured for a while.
Yuan Zeshan stared at his white arms and pearl-like white and tender skin, and couldn't help but have wild thoughts. He coughed a few times and said in a low voice: "Except for me and Yuan Qifeng, the only one who can mobilize people like Sha Ruxue without knowing it is Mo Wan."
string together."
"Mo Wanwan?"
"She is very suspicious of you and is wary of you. Isn't this why she didn't say a word when we recruited that demonic group?"
Jiang Qinfeng nodded. He knew from the beginning that Mo Wanwan did not trust him. To the little witch, Cui Xialie was just a pawn to deal with himself and Xie Lingtan.
Not only did he not find it strange, he actually thought that Yuan Zeshan, who had not doubted him until now, was the real one who was confusing.
What does Yuan Zeshan believe in himself?
Um... charisma?
"What are you thinking about?" Yuan Zeshan asked with a smile.
He was suddenly very close to Jiang Qinfeng, and his breath blew on his earlobe, which suddenly became very ambiguous.
"I'm thinking about Mo Wanwan. If we have any misunderstandings, let's talk it out openly and honestly. Anyway, we're here." Jiang Qinfeng moved slightly away from him.
"Yuan Qifeng just asked her to do something and she will come over later."
Jiang Qinfeng wanted to hear what Mo Wanwan had to say, so he waited in silence.
"I..." Yuan Zeshan was about to speak again.
"Young Master, you have been talking to this young master for so long and you haven't even looked at Yangyang? Yangyang has been dressing up for you for a long time today."
Gai Yangyang made a soft sound, twisted her waist like water, and approached Yuan Zeshan from behind.
Yuan Zeshan looked at this woman unhappily.
Gai Yangyang judged from Jiang Qinfeng's clothes that this was the masked man who opposed her in the alley. He was so young and beautiful. Not only was he intimate with the man in black in the alley, he also came to seduce her young master——
Male vixen!
"Young Master, this person's origin is unknown. I just saw him in the alley..."
Jiang Qinfeng immediately interrupted her: "Yuan Zeshan, who is she? Why are you speaking so rudely?"
Yuan Zeshan thought that the other party was jealous of him, so instead of being angry, he felt sweet in his heart.
The little boy is so cute when he is bulging with anger.
"Gai Yangyang, I'm going to give you some face for your master's sake. Don't embarrass yourself in front of Xiaofeng anymore, so hurry up and leave."
"I don't know where this person came from, but you did this to me because of him? Yuan Zeshan, do you have any intention?"
Gai Yangyang had never been so wronged before, and it was in front of the man he liked.
"This is the uncle of Liu Yinchen, the leader of the Demonic Sound Sect, and the son of the former saint Liu Yinhuan."
Jiang Qinfeng also felt strange, as if he was involved in some serious ta0's:e entanglement. He frowned and asked, "What's your relationship? I'm not here to be a light bulb."
"Wait, don't leave." Seeing that he was really going to leave, Yuan Zeshan was immediately distraught. The rose in his hand instantly bloomed, delicate and beautiful, and flew into Jiang Qinfeng's hand.
**The young master refused to do anything else and simply gave all the desert roses that others had given him to Jiang Qinfeng. A large handful of brilliant purple roses bloomed in full bloom, as if his heart would never be blocked.
Almost at the same time, Jiang Qinfeng heard the sound of the mission being completed.
He has become the person who spends the most money in the entire flower feast.
Jiang Qinfeng: "..."
He stared at the flowers, lost in thought.
It seems that he understands why Yuan Zeshan trusts him so much.
...Could it be that you are greedy for his body?
Is it possible that Yuan Zeshan also likes him?
Wait, why would he use it?
"The Holy Lady has arrived——"
Yuan Zeshan was dissatisfied and complained: "It happens at this time."
When Jiang Qinfeng heard about the reputation, he froze on the spot for a moment, his mind went blank, confusion, ecstasy, shock and countless unknown and indescribable emotions surged in his heart at the same time.
It wasn't because there were more than a dozen handsome men with different tastes standing next to Mo Wanwan.
It wasn't because of Mo Wanwan's obvious hostility towards him.
But because of Jiang Youlin.
The intact Jiang Youlin appeared in front of him.
Jiang Youlin is even more beautiful. There is a trace of vermilion on his snow-white forehead. He is so gorgeous and charming that it is dazzling. His black hair pours down his back like a waterfall, and his jawline is soft and graceful——
Like a black swan with full wings, every feather shines with a coquettish and evil light, attracting people step by step deeper and beyond redemption. Even Mo Wanwan, who has seen countless people, is addicted to this unique beauty and is fascinated by him.
"Just pick whoever you like."
The witch asked cautiously, as if he was the master of everything.
A faint dimple appeared on the man's right cheek, but he did not answer.
"Ayou? Ayou? Jiang Youlin, why are you here? Are you okay?"
Jiang Qinfeng couldn't believe that the person he had been looking for for so long appeared alive and intact in front of him.
So good.
Jiang Youlin was not as excited as expected.
He frowned, pursed the corners of his lips slightly, and stared at Jiang Qinfeng in confusion, his eyes trembling, and the mark on his forehead became scarier, like a drop of blood.
After a while, he asked: "Who are you?"
Chapter completed!