The dignified and beautiful woman had soft eyes. She smiled at each other with Baizhu, her expression gentle, like a hibiscus floating in the water, slightly spreading its branches and leaves.
"That little path." Baizhu joked: "That's why I'm so reckless."
In Hanyu Square, the conversation between the Dragon Girl and the Taoist attracted the attention of most people.
Many people looked sideways with different expressions.
"Who is that?"
The black-faced man Maro frowned, realizing that things were not simple.
He turned his head and couldn't help asking around.
"The devil knows."
Someone in the crowd said.
"Then the devil really knows."
Marlowe shrugged.
In front of everyone's eyes, a rainbow light appeared under Bai Shu's feet, carrying him to high places.
In the void, the tall stone tablet entwined with the divine rune chain was shining with a heavy and uncast dark luster.
On the other side of the stele is a bright big list.
Hundreds of names and surnames are floating quietly above it.
Bai Zhu took a few cursory glances, but found few that he was familiar with.
At the top of the list, a name shines as brightly as a running sundial, weighing everyone down and making those behind him dim for a while.
"Mei's question."
Bai Shu read the name softly.
In the noisy crowd, the air seemed to be quiet for a moment. The moment he spoke, a pair of eyes immediately fell on him.
Bai Shu followed that gaze and looked back. Under the stars of a group of people, in the middle, a handsome young man in yellow clothes with outstanding appearance nodded and chuckled at him.
Looking at the face that was more delicate and flawless than that of a woman, Bai Shu raised his eyebrows slightly.
Hiss~ This guy's appearance is only three points worse than mine. He's really terrifying.
He retracted his gaze, stretched out his hand, and the great peacock's divine light emitted from his palms, condensing into a magic sword of five colors.
Bai Shu casually threw his sleeves, and the five-color magic sword struck towards the stone monument with a gesture like a comet chasing the moon.
The air suddenly made a short and sharp sound, like the sound of two sharp knives flying against each other.
Bai Shu turned around and flew down without looking at the results on the big list.
"What..."
Seeing that there was no change on the list, the black-faced man named Maro stared at him with wide eyes. He looked at it for a long time and couldn't help but said in disappointment:
"Mom is right, no fair-looking man can be beaten."
"Then your father-in-law can really see things from thousands of miles away."
Beside him, a young man with fair skin, a green shirt and a sword spoke calmly.
"That's not the case!"
Maro didn't hear the sarcasm in the young man's words, so he spoke enthusiastically:
"I, I~"
Just as he was about to say something proudly, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the scene in the sky, and his expression suddenly changed.
Marlowe's voice was drawn out forcefully, the tail end was trembling, and his intonation sounded weird and awkward.
One thousand and twenty-four, nine hundred and sixty-two, seven hundred and forty-four...three hundred and one...
A new name is jumping high on the list with a jaw-dropping speed.
One name after another was suppressed, and Maro's eyes widened amidst the exclamations beside him.
Those who can confidently participate in the selection of a son-in-law, even if they are at the lowest level, are still cultivating monks.
Between the light and shadow, the data changed suddenly. Although this scene was fast, it could not escape the eyes of everyone present.
Two hundred and seventy-five, one hundred and ninety-seven, one hundred and three... seventy-five, sixty-four...
In Maruo's stunned and speechless eyes, forty-one, thirty-nine, twenty-one...
Finally, in the silence, the name "Shen Mo" finally hovered over the seat of twelve and never moved again.
"Who is this person?"
Maro turned his head and spoke back in confusion again.
All he received in response was silence.
Many people took out the messenger jade and asked their acquaintances about the origin of the Lotus Crown Taoist.
There are more than 2,000 people of all kinds in the vast Hanyu Square.
Refining the orifice is not surprising, and even the Yang Talisman of the Three Realms is not uncommon either.
Among thousands of people, you are only a few steps away from being in the top ten.
This young Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown was enough to attract their attention.
But after learning that he had been undefeated with Xu Yong, the eyes of everyone present became even more surprised.
"Are you hiding your clumsiness?"
Xu Yong took a step forward and spoke to the young Taoist who flew down.
Baizhu smiled softly, without comment.
"Brother Shen"
Xu Yong looked around and saw that the jade guides in the hands of countless people were glowing. Every moment, the image of the young Taoist in front of him was spread throughout the six continents through these jade guides.
"Finally, I'm going to start to become famous all over the world."
"It's just a false name."
Baizhu said lightly, then reacted and couldn't help but smile.
He first said goodbye to the sixth princess of Qingli Palace, and paid his respects to the old man Hanxu and the awkward-looking girl.
After saying hello to Cui Yuanzhou and Hui Yuan, he followed the water tribe girl who led the way to his residence.
"You know him?"
After Bai Shu and others left, Xu Yong and Hanxu chatted some more stories, and when he was about to say goodbye and leave.
Suddenly, a voice came unexpectedly.
The handsome young man in yellow came forward. As he passed by, the dense crowd unconsciously parted to open a path for him.
The young man in yellow first bowed to Master Hanxu, and then asked Xu Yong with a smile.
"Don't think about it, he likes women."
Chongtongzi’s expressionless face:
"Even if you use force, you may not be able to defeat him."
"oh."
The young man in yellow responded thoughtfully and turned back.
Finally, he stopped meaningfully, turned around and looked at the expressionless Xu Yong up and down several times.
"Brother Xu."
The young man in yellow sighed in admiration:
"I haven't seen him for a few days, and he seems to be a bit more heroic again. This manly spirit really makes me heartbroken."
"You may not be able to beat me."
An angry look suddenly appeared on Xu Yong's face. He took a few deep breaths and slowly closed his eyes, with veins twitching on his forehead.
"Mei Zhiwen, do you want to die?"
"Friends care about each other."
The young man in yellow spread his hands and looked innocent:
"If you want to be angry, then I won't say anything."
Before leaving, the young man in yellow turned his head again and smiled evilly at Xu Yong.
If Master Hanxu hadn't stopped him in a hurry, Xu Yong would have almost burst into flames on the spot.
"Hey, he likes men?"
Bai Bai, who was belatedly aware of it, only reacted at this time.
She squinted her eyes, and there was obvious disgust on the girl's face:
"Sure enough, as they say in Nanhua Palace, a real man should..."
Before she finished speaking, Master Hanxu had a dark face and slapped her down again.
After a cry of pain, the girl squatted on the ground again, holding her little head in frustration.
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"Thank you very much."
At this time, Bai Shu and others, who were led to their residence by the girl from the water tribe, looked at the Bei Quezhu Palace in front of them and felt extremely satisfied.
Cui Yuanzhou smiled happily and thanked the Shui Tribe girl, then walked in first.
"Thank you for your hard work."
Bai Zhu nodded slightly and was about to walk into the shell palace when he was suddenly called by the girl from the water tribe who was leading the way.
"Taoist Master, wait a moment."
The girl with a beautiful face and a few colorful scales at the corners of her eyes chuckled and handed Baizhu a letter.
"This is?"
Bai Shu took the letter in his hand and asked doubtfully.
"The Sixth Princess wants to meet with the Taoist Priest alone."
The water tribe girl smiled:
"After a while, I will take the Taoist priest to see the Sixth Princess."
