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1106. Chapter 1106 Picking feet in the temple

Dragon Ancestor took a bath in advance to fast and incense.

As soon as the auspicious time came, he put on a red gold floor-length robe, walked slowly up to the hall, and began to choose.

Seeing Longzu appear on the high seat, Queen Eluo couldn't help but feel shaken. She stabilized her body and looked at the man below. Even though she was already a queen, she still couldn't let go of her love for Longzu in her heart.

favorite.

Eluo is a greedy person. For a greedy person, the best things are things that cannot be obtained. Such as love, such as Dragon Ancestor.

She bit her lower lip lightly and stared at the strong outline of his chest under his red gold robe. She couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to be held in the arms of such a man...

It's a pity that the God of Heaven controls everything, but he can't control his own woman's heart.

Long Zu did not feel that the marriage selection ceremony was an honorable event. On the contrary, he felt extremely embarrassed. Looking at the immortal kings and goddesses sitting in the hall, every one of them was younger than himself. Even if they were

The three powerful giants also had to lower their heads and call themselves brother.

But when it comes to private matters such as marrying a wife, it's not your turn to make the decision. It makes me feel useless just thinking about it.

There are four hundred and fifty-eight portraits of goddesses. If you pick any one, they will all be goddesses with famous names.

The goddesses in the portraits are graceful in various postures, wearing fairy clothes and clouds, or smiling slightly, or covering their faces with a fan. They all look like peerless beauties with perfect manners.

But after seeing too many of these beautiful things, I no longer feel anything at all.

After walking around, Long Zu felt that these goddesses all looked the same. They had no characteristics.

He suddenly remembered the monster named Ruyi who broke into the heaven, her pear blossoms and rainy appearance, her eyes that wanted to speak... If she was really a goddess, it would be easy to handle, so he simply called her name.

It would be at least a little fun to have her around...

Longzu spent too long looking at the portrait, and the somewhat older Immortal Lord was already swaying in his seat and dozing off.

The King of Hell was the kind to worry blindly. He covered his mouth with his sleeves and whispered to the barefoot immortal next to him: "Why is Longzu so picky? I think these goddesses are all good. Look at the second one from the left, she is beautiful and dignified.

"The twelfth one from the right is also fine, it's lively and cute. He should choose one quickly."

Barefoot laughed and said: "What you think is good may not be good to Longzu. After all, this is a major event in his life, so let him make his own decision."

There was an immortal next to the Barefoot Immortal who had already slept. He was awakened by the two of them and felt a little irritated. He moved his body and assumed a more comfortable position and said: "Isn't this the Barefoot Immortal and the Lord of Hell?

What are you two worrying about?"

He turned his head and asked: "If I remember correctly, neither of you seems to have a family... Hey, for things like marrying a wife, naturally you still have to ask experienced people, such as me. I see, the third row

The one in the middle is good.”

The immortal said in his heart that these two old bachelors couldn't handle their own affairs well, so they had the nerve to worry about others.

The face of the King of Hell turned even darker. He closed his mouth and was too embarrassed to say more.

The barefoot immortal snorted, and immediately threw his feet on the armrest of the chair, moved his fingers and began to rub his feet.

The mud in the cracks of the feet splashed everywhere.

"Ah, ah! I'm telling you... this is a wedding ceremony after all, so you can't restrain yourself. You usually wear ragged clothes like a beggar, but why are you picking your feet in the palace? This smell

Hey!" The immortal said in disgust as he covered his nose and mouth.


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