He stretched out a hand, touched his bald head, and said, "The fountain of life should be able to regenerate my hair."
Xuanyuan Yu: "..."
"Hey, it's so sad." Xuanyuan Bugui sighed softly and said, "After turning thirty, the Hair Root Goddess completely abandoned me."
Xuanyuan Yu: "..."
This old man is so unreliable!!
He was actually able to sell his son without hesitation and throw him into a den of tigers and wolves for the sake of the fountain of life.
Xuanyuan Yu suddenly understood why he was tricked to death by the old man and had the magic-sealed black pearl placed in his eyes.
The world can no longer stop Xuanyuan Bugui from cheating his son!
In view of the terrible behavior of a certain emperor, such a funny scene would be staged in the Elf Queen's luxurious hall the next day.
Except for Xuanyuan Yu and Xuanyuan Ze, the other eleven princes of the Jialan Empire stood straight in a row, allowing them to choose from.
Xuanyuan Ze was still on the road from Xijiu Kingdom to the Imperial City, so his absence was understandable. Xuanyuan Yu and Ling Luo, who were responsible for receiving the Elf Queen, stood aside and watched the show.
Yes, go to the theater.
The faces of the eleven princes all looked very bad.
There was a thousand reluctances in their hearts, and they stared intently at the little girl in front of them who looked to be only thirteen or fourteen years old.
The guardian priest of the elves is very beautiful, but he looks too small and has not yet fully developed.
Mi Suier stood in front of the eleven princes, tilting her head slightly, her cheeks slightly bulging, and her light green eyes roaming around their bodies.
"Su'er, which prince do you like?" Feng Ranxue asked with a smile.
Mi Suier frowned slightly and shook her head gently.
The expressions of bitterness and hatred on the faces of the eleven princes suddenly relaxed, and they secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Very good!
Simply awesome!
Don't fall in love with them, don't!
Feng Ranxue continued to ask in a good-tempered manner: "Why don't Suier spend some time with the princes and their highnesses? Gradually, we will develop a good impression of them."
"I have a crush on him!"
Mi Suier stretched out a finger and pointed in the far right direction.
The Eighth Prince standing on the far right trembled, a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, a look of extreme fear flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but take a step back.
"No..." The eighth prince's lips lost color, his handsome face was extremely pale, and his voice was weak.
With a sweet smile on Mi Suier's face, she headed in the far right direction.
The eighth prince backed away repeatedly, with a ghostly expression on his face, and begged for mercy, saying: "Your Highness, the guardian priest of the elves, please let me go. I got married four years ago, and the princess is still four months pregnant.
I……"
Unexpectedly, Mi Sui'er didn't even look at the Eighth Prince, and bypassed him, heading further to the right, and finally stood in front of Ling Luo.
"I like you, very much!"
Ling Luo was stunned.
Xuanyuan Yu's expression suddenly changed, and an extremely terrifying look flashed across his eyes like black holes.
He stretched out his arms and held Luo'er's shoulders firmly. He stared at Mi Sui'er coldly and said, "Don't even think about it."
Mi Suier flattened her mouth in aggrieved manner and said, "But I just like him, and I want to marry him."
As she said that, she reached out her hand to Ling Luo's shoulder and gently stroked the pure white body lying there obediently.