She asked with a trembling voice, like a thunderclap, her whole body fell into extreme dizziness and confusion, "Did you do it on purpose..."
"Don't worry, I didn't deliberately choose some men who didn't meet the requirements." The Thirteenth Niang couldn't see what she was thinking, so she replied with a smile, "Anyone introduced to you must either have an extraordinary family background, or have extraordinary qualifications, and the conditions are
Among ordinary people, he can be regarded as an outstanding person."
"Are they also considered the best?"
Coral seemed to have heard a fairy tale, with a face full of disbelief, "Compared to the scumbag..."
In the middle of her words, she seemed to realize something and suddenly fell silent.
"Didn't you say you wanted to marry an ordinary person?"
The Thirteenth Niang didn't know what she was thinking, and a hint of joking suddenly flashed in her eyes, "How can we compare with Zhong Wen?"
"I..." Coral's face turned red and she hesitated for a long time, speechless.
"Silly girl, do you understand?"
Thirteenth Niang stepped forward, patted her shoulder gently, and said softly, "With your current height, it is impossible to be with ordinary people. They have no idea what kind of existence a saint is.
I don’t understand what it means to be a disciple of Piaohua Palace.”
"So what?" Coral asked puzzled.
"No matter what kind of cultivation you have or what kind of background you have, in their eyes, you are just a woman." Thirteenth Niang explained patiently, "For ordinary people, women are born to carry on the family line and be husbands to men.
There is no difference between a saint and an ordinary person on this point."
Coral curled her lips, a trace of disdain flashed in her eyes, obviously scorning such a statement.
"Besides, among ordinary people, even masters of the Heavenly Wheel can only live for two hundred years." Thirteenth Niang continued, "But you can live for more than five hundred years. Even if he is willing to treat you wholeheartedly, the pain of separation in life and death is still
How can you endure it for the rest of your life?"
As she talked, the look in Coral's eyes gradually dimmed, and a look of depression appeared on her face unconsciously.
"How could a great saint be willing to be a caged bird and endure the loneliness for the rest of his life if he didn't love him to the core?" Thirteenth Niang kept talking to herself, "But we need to find someone who can make us coral big.
How easy is it for a young lady to fall in love with a man she loves so much?"
"Sister, then I will never be able to get married in this life?" Coral asked in a low voice, frustrated.
"My sister is so good, why can't she get married?"
Thirteenth Niang smiled, rubbed her hair and said, "But in this worldly world... just think about it."
"oh."
Coral responded absently, feeling dazed, and somehow got out of the main entrance of SF Express.
When she came back to her senses, she realized that she had run several blocks without knowing it.
What comes into view is an artificial river less than two feet long. On both sides of the bank are lush peach trees. The strong spring atmosphere makes the peach blossoms bloom continuously. From a distance, it is a bright pink field, with dots of stars in it.
Elegant white.
There is a small and exquisite wooden bridge between the two banks. The breeze blows and pink petals fall on the river and the wooden bridge. The picture is extremely dreamy and breathtakingly beautiful.
But what is more intoxicating than peach blossoms is a person.
A man with handsome features, elegant posture, standing in the wind, and fluttering clothes.
He was wearing a light blue brocade gown, spotless, holding a folding fan in his hand, and a jade belt around his waist, with a green jade plaque hanging around his waist, swaying left and right with the breeze, showing his elegant style.
What a handsome man!
The moment she saw the man in blue shirt, Coral instinctively had this thought flashing through her mind.
As if aware that someone was watching, the man slowly turned around and smiled slightly in her direction.
The two people looked at each other, and Hualu felt more and more that this person's brows were gentle, his aura was noble, and his delicate and three-dimensional facial features were highlighted. He seemed to be an immortal descended to earth, and he was so handsome that it was indescribable.
Her little heart felt as if it was gently tickled by a straw, itching, and her fair face turned slightly red involuntarily.
This was a feeling she had never had before when facing the twelve blind daters, but it did not make her feel uncomfortable.
"Is the girl also here to enjoy the flowers?"
The man actually spoke, and his voice was like trickling water, which was very pleasant to listen to.
"yes."
Facing such a charming, handsome and beautiful man, Hualu suddenly felt that it would be a big sin if he didn't come to enjoy the flowers, so he couldn't help but responded casually.
"The peach blossoms have just bloomed, so it's not the best time yet."
A soft smile flashed in the man's eyes, and he said slowly, "In another month, it will be as beautiful as a fairyland."
"Really?" Coral replied calmly.
At this time, she was like a little girl who didn't understand anything. How could she still have the power of a saint when facing Ye Wusheng?
"Isn't the girl from the imperial capital?"
The man smiled, it was nice and warm.
The young girls and young wives passing by on both sides of the strait all stopped and stared at the man on the bridge who looked like a picture scroll without blinking, with fascination and yearning showing on their faces.
"me……"
Coral was stunned for a moment, and instinctively wanted to deny it. However, after thinking about it, although Thirteen Niang and others had already taken root in the imperial capital, she had actually stayed here for less than a month. She finally nodded and admitted,
"I am from southern Xinjiang."
"It turns out he is a distinguished guest from southern Xinjiang."
The man smiled faintly, "That's a coincidence. The imperial capital in spring is most worth visiting. I wonder if I have the honor to show this girl to you?"
"this……"
Coral's heart jumped inexplicably, and he couldn't help but show hesitation on his face.
"I forgot to introduce myself. It was so abrupt."
The man seemed to understand something, he laughed and said, "My surname is Ning, my name is Zhan, I am a direct disciple of Baixian Village. May I ask the girl her name?"
He seems to be a handsome young man with a weak manner, but his conversation is concise, concise and very neat.
"coral."
Huanhuo was born in Liangshan and grew up among bandits. He admired this straightforward style and couldn't help but smile.
"The crimson tree has no flowers or leaves, it is not a stone or a flower. Where can you find it in the world? It grows on the Penglai stone!"
Ning Zhan closed the folding fan in his hand with a snap, and suddenly recited a poem aloud, and then praised her repeatedly, "What a good name, it couldn't be more in line with the girl's temperament."
This poem is about coral. However, the word "coral" is not included in the whole text, so when I hear coral, I don't know why. I just feel that it seems to be very stylish and the sound is very charming.
"Thanks."
Finally, she could still tell that the other person was praising her, so she couldn't help but blush slightly and replied in a low voice.
"Girl Coral, now we are acquainted."
Seeing her shyness, the smile in Ning Zhan's eyes grew stronger. He slowly stepped off the wooden bridge, bent slightly, stretched his right hand in front of the coral, his movements were indescribably elegant, "I wonder if you would like to show your face and swim with Ning?"
Ichiban?"
"good."
Coral was about to refuse, but when the words came to her lips, her appearance changed for some unknown reason.
"What an honor!"
A bright and gentle smile appeared on Ning Zhan's face, and the folding fan unfolded in his hand, covering half of his handsome face.
The two stepped onto the wooden bridge one after the other and walked slowly towards the other side.
Coral was a little confused and a little excited, feeling like she had caught something vaguely.
She didn't notice at all how many envious eyes were cast on her, many of them even with murderous intent.
The murderous intent of a woman!
…
"Brother Li, this..."
Looking at Jiang Nini and Li Muyun facing each other in the ring, the man named Jiang looked at his friend next to him with an embarrassed expression, "This is really..."
"Nearly, nearly ten thousand people participated in the assessment, and Nini and Mu Mu actually met in the first round!"
The man surnamed Li was also dumbfounded, almost doubting his life, "How could it be such a coincidence?"
It turned out that both of them had arrived at Piaohua Palace in time with their daughters to participate in the assessment. Due to the large number of people, in order to facilitate screening, the first few rounds were conducted in the form of one-on-one competitions, which they had long expected.
among.
However, no one expected that the first round of assessment had just begun, and the daughters of the Jiang and Li families would meet on the stage by chance.
"No matter who wins or loses, I hope it doesn't hurt the peace."
The man named Jiang sighed and shook his head helplessly.
"Of course!"
The man surnamed Li came back to his senses and laughed loudly, "You and I have always been on good terms, how can we hold grudges over an illusory spot in Piaohua Palace? If Mu Mu loses, we will also stay.
Cheer for Nini."
His mouth was humble, but his eyes were full of confidence, as if he didn't think that his precious daughter would lose to Jiang Nini.
"Brother Li is joking."
The man surnamed Jiang couldn't guess what he was thinking. He just smiled bitterly and said, "I think the loser is probably Nini."
"start!"
Just as the two were complimenting each other, a silver-haired lolita in front of the ring blew the horn for this battle with a clear and melodious voice.
"Nini, watch your move!"
Li Muyun reacted very quickly. As soon as he heard the voice of the silver-haired Lolita, he already touched the ground with his feet, jumped up, waved his white and tender right palm, and hit Jiang Nini in the chest opposite her.
Judging from the aura on her body, this little girl who is less than seven years old has actually developed the sense of qi, and her cultivation has reached the second level of the human wheel. She is an out-and-out little genius.
Jiang Nini stood there quietly, motionless, as if she was stunned.
It wasn't until Li Muyun's palm was almost touching her face that she gave a sharp look, raised her right arm, and quickly reached forward.