The happy faces of the girls from the Nonghua Sect solidified in smiles.
Some even picked their ears, as if they heard something wrong.
Man Ying stood there stupidly, looking at the man in front of her with disbelief.
An Bulang looked horrified and walked silently behind Feng Lan. He looked at the cold man behind him with some fear, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, "Brother, are you okay?"
Liu Qing shook his head. He was taciturn, but now he began to express his emotions openly. "Compared to Man Ying, I think pursuing you is more in line with my inner thoughts."
He raised the sword in his hand and said, "My sword can't lie. In the past, as long as I looked at Man Ying, my sword would tremble like my heart beating fast, but now it doesn't.
"
"Now my sword will tremble only when I look at you. Even when I look at your back, my heartbeat will speed up and I can't control myself..."
All the women in the audience exclaimed.
But Liu Qing was very serious. She looked at An Bulang and said, "It's all your fault... Your stunning appearance has always been lingering in my mind. It's so perfect, it transcends the perfection of gender, so
The perfect and divine human being is what I should constantly pursue!"
Only then did An Bulang realize that his charm seemed to be a bit too much, and he directly broke Liu Qing's side!
"I like men, get the hell out of here!" An Bulang refused ruthlessly.
Liu Qing looked up at the sky, with a desolate look on her face, and her voice was faint, "It's my business that I like you, it has nothing to do with you."
hiss……
An Bulang shuddered.
Some of the women onlookers exclaimed, some turned red in the face, and some turned from astonishment to blazing eyes, which seemed to contain the blazing fire of gossip.
They think this thing is very bizarre, but it seems to be excusable and understandable!!
"Ah! Sakura!!"
"Sakura, what's wrong with you?!"
Man Ying, one of the top ten flower heads, suddenly rolled her eyes, covered her chest, and fainted.
The women around him hurriedly hugged the poor woman.
Liu Qing's expression changed and she took two steps forward, but in the end she lowered her head with a guilty expression.
He couldn't go there. This time, he was the one who failed Man Ying after all...
When the others saw the scene in front of them, they didn't know how to describe it.
"It's okay, she was just too emotional and couldn't hold it anymore."
Ji Mingyue, who knew medical skills, held Man Ying in her arms, shook her head at the concerned woman beside her, and then looked at the man on the stage with a complicated expression.
The other women also had complicated expressions.
Man Ying broke away from An Bulang's good looks and confirmed her true love for Liu Qing. However, Liu Qing fell in love with An Bulang's good looks and failed Man Ying.
Ten years of pursuit is ridiculous and lamentable.
"Sometimes love is like this. When he is always by your side, you don't think he is very important, and you even take everything for granted. But when you find that you are sincerely moved, you suddenly look back and that person has disappeared.
In the dimly lit place..." Feng Lan looked melancholy, and her slightly sad voice echoed in the red building, making many people's eyes turn red.
Yes, love is like this sometimes.
I don’t know where love begins and where it ends.
Liu Qing himself sighed quietly, looked at Man Ying, then looked at An Bulang, his eyes gradually became firm.
An Bulang had a dark look on his face, what's going on in such an emotional scene?
Can the style of painting be more normal?!
"Can the sadness of an emotional story be found in another place?" Feng Lan looked at An Bulang and Liu Qing with an ambiguous expression and a deep tone.
Thousands of women's eyes brightened at this time, and they stared at the two men on the stage. Yes, the relationship between Liu Qing and Man Ying ended, but the relationship between Liu Qing and An Bulang began!!
"What kind of sparks will they create?"
"Hmph, the Bulang male god is mine, Liu Qing, please draw your sword!"
"The Bulang male god belongs to everyone, when did he become yours?"
The female nuns in the Red Chamber gradually returned to their usual lively appearance, and their eyes looking at An Bulang became increasingly bold and ready to move.
The male cultivators around him did not dare to speak.
They had no idea of competing with An Bulang at all.
"Okay, let me announce the final results..." Feng Lan is a person who knows when to stop, and began to control the rhythm of the audience, saying, "The third place winner in the Hundred Flowers Cowherd Competition is... no one!"
As soon as these words came out, all the female cultivators looked a little dazed.
The Baihua Cowherd Competition has been held for so many times, and this is the first time that there is no third place. It is not that there are no outstanding men, but there is one man who is so good that other women cannot tolerate other men...
"The second place winner in the Hundred Flowers Cowherd Competition is...Liu Qing, who has one petal!"
Blah blah blah...
The whole audience applauded.
This applause is for Man Ying's great love...
"The winner of the Hundred Flowers Cowherd Competition is... An Bulang, the most handsome man in the world with ninety-nine petals!!"
Feng Lan added an extremely subjective title.
Suddenly the screams and cheers of all the women in the audience echoed throughout the Red Mansion!
The women were shouting An Bulang's name like crazy, throwing handkerchiefs with women's body scent at An Bulang as if they were free of charge, and even carrying some of the women's extremely private belongings, all without any hesitation.
Hesitantly threw it towards the young man in the center of the stage.
The disciples of Nonghua Sect are all crazy!
They want to use various methods to fully express their love for An Bulang.
If it weren't for the sect's restrictions, they would have swarmed An Bulang regardless of their shame at this moment, drowning An Bulang in a sea of women!
An Bulang looked at the women upstairs who looked like wolves and tigers. Even someone who had seen the world was a little dumbfounded at this moment, as if if he made a mistake, these women could drain him dry.
He began to reflect on himself, whether his previous decision was too wasteful... In this mortal world, his appearance seemed to be cheating, and it seemed that it was indeed a bit too foul...
"Congratulations to An Bulang for winning the title of Hundred Flowers Cowherd of the Nonghua Sect!"
"This is the supreme super membership card of our Nonghua Sect!"
Feng Lan took the initiative to hand a pink card with a flirty look to An Bulang.
"Because no one won the third place, all the third place rewards will be owned by An Bulang alone."
"An Bulang, you will have a total of 40,000 spiritual stones as rewards for the first and third place, as well as pills for nourishing yin and nourishing the kidneys, and several fire pills for aphrodisiac, as well as our various high-quality props, the Hundred Flowers Divine Oil..."
Feng Lan started to recite the rewards one by one, which made An Bulang's head spin.
"Stop, stop, stop! You don't need to read it in such detail!!" An Bulang hurriedly refused.
If I continue to read like this, I feel like a pervert!
Why does he need these things? Is it useful? Huh?!
At this time, Liu Qing, who was receiving the reward at the side, spoke.
He still had a cold look, and his sword would keep shaking only when he looked at An Bulang.
"Didn't the Nonghua Sect say before that the top three men in the competition can make a wish, and the Nonghua Sect can try their best to fulfill it?"
"Indeed, it's just a matter of discretion and it depends on the specific situation." Feng Lan said.
"Now I know what my wish is," Liu Qing looked at An Bulang and said in a rather excited tone, "You are responsible for teaching me how to chase An Bulang!"
boom!
An Bulang is like being struck by lightning.
The women in the Red Mansion also looked at Liu Qing in shock.
Then there was another unimaginable commotion.
Some are supportive, some are scolding, and some are saying they want to join this fight and compete fairly!
"This..." Feng Lan hesitated. In fact, they could fulfill this wish. To be honest, she was a little excited and wanted to nod her head immediately.
"I don't agree!" An Bulang stood up, looked at Feng Lan and said, "I may wish, I wish that you will immediately eliminate your wish to teach Liu Qing how to chase me!"
Feng Lan was stunned again, her beautiful face looked a little dull, and she only had one thought in her mind.
Can you still make a wish like this?
To offset one wish against another?
Liu Qing was also surprised. He didn't expect An Bulang to be able to do such an operation.
"Okay! I will fulfill your wish!" Feng Lan looked at Liu Qing and said, "I agree to your wish, and the Nonghua Sect will help you chase An Bulang!"
Then, Feng Lan looked at An Bulang again, with a hint of smile in her beautiful eyes, and said, "I agree to your wish and immediately eliminate Liu Qing's wish."
Then, she looked at Liu Qing again and said, "Ah... your wish is gone!"
Liu Qing "???"
The crowd of people watching melon-eating "..."
Wow, this operation is so cool!
In one fell swoop, I achieved two of my desired goals without wasting any money!!
The beautiful monks in the Red Mansion were all filled with admiration. No wonder Feng Lan was the deputy sect master and they could only be disciples. This shameless operation was not something they could do.
Liu Qing's face couldn't help but twitch, and he felt that his intelligence had been insulted.
But this is An Bulang's limit exchange, and he can't say anything...
Feng Lan turned her eyes and continued to look at An Bulang, showing a soft smile, and said softly, "Brother Bulang... you have one more wish... Whatever you want, just say it, say it boldly, we have Hua Zong
It will definitely satisfy you..."
As she spoke, she licked her red and pretty lips, her eyes were as charming as silk, and she was full of charm.
The other female cultivators looked at An Bulang expectantly. The top ten flower heads all began to straighten their delicate bodies, looking straight at An Bulang with their eyes, but what they were thinking about was what might happen to An Bulang.
If Lang chooses to ask them, will they agree? Or should they be reserved and then agree?
An Bulang smiled slightly, and under the attention of everyone, he slowly pointed his finger upward.
Pointing to the direction above the nine-story red building, where no one had noticed, he landed on the woman in red and said, "I want your sect leader..."