There was a buzz in her head, and Hua Xi thought of the dangerous young man with red lips and white teeth who was too beautiful under the willow tree just now.
Thinking of the coldness in his eyes, I suddenly had a bad premonition.
She thought the young man was Shuo Yue Hanyou, but in fact he was not, so who was he?
From the height and temperament, Hua Xi can accurately judge that the two people can never be the same!
In this regard, she is quite confident. As long as there is a slight difference in body shape, she will not miss it.
Hua Xi bit her lip gently and smiled kindly at the girl who reminded her, who lowered her head in shame.
"Zi Shi, what's wrong with you?" the person next to the girl asked in a low voice.
The girl named Zi Shi whispered: "That girl is so beautiful!"
"Oh, you are talking about her, she is Mo Huaxi!"
"What? She is Mo Huaxi, that hook..." Zi Shi shut up immediately. After all, she was still young and couldn't say the rest.
"That's her. The rumors about her are not good at all. You must not get close to her."
Zi Shi hesitated for a moment, then nodded. After all, she was just the daughter of a concubine of the family. Her life was already very difficult. If there was any stain on her body, she would probably be abandoned by the family immediately.
The noise in the square continued for a while, and then suddenly quieted down. An old man wearing a Confucian shirt walked out with a cane.
Although he was old, the old man's face was full of energy and glow. He had obviously experienced a great joyous event and was so excited that he couldn't control himself.
"It's the dean! The 180-year-old dean has not been seen for a long time."
Someone in the square began to whisper, knowing in their hearts the reason for the dean's appearance, so everyone was full of expectations.
That lord...the real god, the disciple of the emperor...what kind of amazing and talented person is he?
The hearts of thousands of people in the square have risen to a high place, and even the always cold Crown Prince Long Qianyu didn't feel a trace of expectation in his eyes.
Shuo Yue Hanyou, who had never spoken a word, also showed a pair of bright eyes in the shadows.
Only Hua Xi, who was a little uneasy because of what happened just now, didn't pay attention to what the dean said on the stage. She didn't look up until there was a low voice in the square.
I saw a blue holy light falling from the sky. The illusory light instantly blinded many people. When they saw clearly, they saw four or five people wearing dark blue robes already standing on the stage.
On the belts of those people's robes all hung a white jade plaque. On the jade plaque, three cloud patterns were traced with golden paint.
"That's the soul jade! As long as you enter the Xuanyun Sect and become a disciple, you can get the soul jade. If there are three cloud patterns on the soul jade, you are a master in the third heaven realm!"
"Oh my God, the Third Heaven! Those people look so young, they must not be over forty years old!"
"Sure enough, after entering Xuanyun Sect, it is a place where all kinds of geniuses gather!"
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While everyone was whispering, only Hua Xi saw a young man lazily walking up the steps.
She was still wearing that low-key but exquisite blue-white robe, which was worn on her thin body. Her overly beautiful and delicate outline was amazing. Her eyes, as clear as a starry night, were raised and she glanced calmly in the direction of Hua Xi.
Her eyes briefly touched the air for a tenth of a second, and she seemed to see that cold light again, with evil intentions.
