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2590. Chapter 2590 A small test

"Since the little disciple is the heroine of the son-in-law's selection conference, there is naturally nothing to hide."

Saint Tianyin nodded slightly, stepped forward slowly, and lifted Fairy Ling Yin's red veil.

At this moment, Fairy Ling Yin's true appearance finally appeared in front of the monks.

Fairy Ling Yin looks like a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old. She has a delicate body, her hair is tied with jade combs, her eyebrows are picturesque, her skin is as white as snow, her waist is as plain as a condom, and her jade feet are slender.

Her eyes were grayish white, without any brilliance. She was a blind woman with silver hair scattered on her shoulders, her jade hands hang on her lower abdomen, and her posture was elegant, like a classical beauty walking out of a painting.

"Le Feier!"

Shen Lang widened his eyes, and his whole body felt as if he was struck by lightning, and a storm broke out in his heart!

He could not admit his mistake. The extremely beautiful blind girl in front of him completely overlapped with Le Feier's beautiful figure in Shen Lang's memory. She is Le Feier!

What exactly happened? Fairy Ling Yin turned out to be Le Feier!

Although she looks exactly the same as Le Feier, Fairy Ling Yin's pretty face is very stiff and wooden, as if she is like a puppet without any emotion.

It seemed as if Saint Tianyin said, Le Feier in front of her had lost her emotions.

Shen Lang looked at the delicate figure in front of him, and his heart felt a little tingling. In his eyes, Le Feier was an extremely conservative and most famous woman. She would never marry herself so casually!

Shen Lang would not watch this happen.

Once upon a time, he broke Le Feier's heart, and now Shen Lang just wants to repay it.

At this moment, Shen Lang had completely forgotten the purpose of attending the son-in-law's selection conference. He was extremely excited and wanted to rush forward to kidnap Le Feier, but reason told him that this was not a good time.

In addition to Shen Lang, there was also a monk who was as excited as him.

It was the young man in the white robe of the Tianfeng tribe before. His phoenix eyes stared at Fairy Ling Yin, who looked like a puppet in front of the square, with both concern and anger in his eyes.

After the Saint of Tianyin uncovered Fairy Ling Yin's veil, the atmosphere at the scene was instantly ignited.

“So beautiful!”

"Such looks and temperament is really rare in the world!"

"I am worthy of being the number one beauty in the Desert of the Burial God, Fairy Ling Yin is indeed worthy of her reputation!"

All the male monks on the field looked at Fairy Ling Yin intently, all of whom were impressed by Fairy Ling Yin's beauty. Even a few female monks on the field couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Fairy Ling Yin is indeed very beautiful, and it is hard to describe this kind of beauty.

Not only is it limited to appearance, but there are many female cultivators with good-looking appearances, but Fairy Ling Yin's unique temperament is the most attractive, as elegant as a valley orchid, transcending the world.

Zhong Wangu's eyes were straightened. He loved beauty the most in his life. With his evaluation of the beauty of female cultivators, Fairy Ling Yin could give him a full score!

Before, he was hesitant to cure Fairy Ling Yin, probably to pay a lot of price, which was a bit unprofitable, but now when he saw Fairy Ling Yin's appearance and temperament, the little reluctant he could have long been thrown away.

Zhong Wangu even began to imagine the exciting scene of the weak and beautiful classical beauty in front of him moaning softly under him.

In any case, he wants to get this beauty!

Tamron thinks so too.

Although he is not as lustful as Zhong Wangu, in his opinion, being able to marry such a beautiful female cultivator is also considered a glamorous thing on his face.

"Before choosing a son-in-law, I have a requirement. No matter who is lucky enough to marry the young master Ling Yin, Ling Yin's internal damage must be cured, otherwise I will never agree to this marriage!" Saint Tianyin said in a deep voice.

Zhong Wangu couldn't wait and quickly said, "This is natural. Who would like his Taoist couple to be disabled and lose their emotions? If Zhong is lucky enough to become the husband of Fairy Ling Yin, Zhong will cure him no matter what!"

"This is of course a matter of duty!"

Tenglong also hurriedly expressed his opinion and agreed to the matter.

Saint of Tianyin nodded slightly and said seriously: "Since all fellow Taoists know what our palace requires, the son-in-law selection conference has officially begun. I wonder if there are a few fellow Taoists who intend to marry the little master Lingyin, please raise your hand to signal."

Just finished speaking.

Zhong Wangu and Tenglong immediately raised their hands.

Without thinking, Shen Lang raised his right hand expressionlessly.

In any case, he could not let Le Feier fall into the hands of others. Shen Lang tried his best to restrain his emotions and decided to "marry" Le Feier in the most secure way.

Otherwise, if there is a dispute openly and upright, it will be difficult for me to bring Le Feier out of trouble. There are too many Mahayana monks here! The Saint of Tianyin alone may not be able to deal with it.

Unexpectedly, the young man in the white robe of the Tianfeng clan actually raised his hand.

There were only four monks in the audience raising their hands. Because the other monks were all from Linlang City and Canglan City, they dared not touch the eyebrows of the deputy city lord and the young city lord.

"Um?"

When Zhong Wangu and Teng Long saw that there were two other monks, their faces instantly became gloomy.

The monks were a little turbulent, and almost everyone's eyes fell on Shen Lang and the young man in white robe, and they all showed sneering expressions.

Just two early Mahayana monks dared to attack Fairy Ling Yin. They either had a problem with their brains or were tired of living!

Saint Tianyin said bluntly: "Ling Yin is the favorite disciple of this palace. It is not that easy to marry her. First, you must give a betrothal gift of enough weight. Secondly, your cultivation must be above Ling Yin. Finally, you must pass the assessment of this palace."

"Saint, these two monks are only in the early stages of Mahayana, so I think they should just ignore it and let me compete with Young Master Tenglong City." Zhong Wangu glanced at Shen Lang and the young man in white robe, with a look of disdain on his face.

Before Shen Lang could speak, the young man in white robe sneered before him: "You are not afraid of the wind blowing his tongue? Although my master's cultivation is weaker than you, his strength may not be weaker than you, the ignorant deputy city lord!"

Zhong Wangu's face turned dark and his heart was a little angry. How dare he yell at the early stage of Mahayana?

In front of everyone, Zhong Wangu was not good at yelling on the spot. He said coldly: "The newly emerging young monk is really young and energetic recently. He dares to say anything! OK, if you can take Zhong's move, Zhong will admit that you have this strength!"

"Haha, this is what you said. Without further ado, let me learn about your skills now!" A trace of sarcasm appeared on the corner of the young man in white robe.

"etc!"

At this moment, Shen Lang also stood up and said, "I feel that my strength is not weaker than the deputy city lord and the young city lord. Why not add me and how about the competition together?"
Chapter completed!
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