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Chapter 515: Randomly reading the mandarin duck spectrum

 The little beggar won the competition to find a bride, and everyone in the market gathered around him, and two government servants had to support him hard.

Wang Dashuang's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his handkerchief was wet. But he had to go out to stabilize the situation. The old man stood up and walked to the middle of the ring, "Everyone, everyone, although this little hero beat the little girl by one and a half moves,

But he is still young and cannot marry a girl." Ignoring the ridicule and sarcasm of those below, he continued, "Besides, I am competing in martial arts to recruit a bride. This little hero doesn't know martial arts. It was all temporarily taught by the knight.

It takes four moves for the little hero to win. It’s too many to count, it’s too many to count~”

This is still the rhythm of regret, but for the sake of my daughter, it is worth risking this old face.

"How can you be so dishonest?"

"It's not that I don't keep my word, it's because the little hero is too young. In this way, I took out five gold bars and a set of courtyards to give to the little hero. When he grows up, I will find a good in-law for the little hero.

.I will definitely take good care of the little hero as my own son. Are you satisfied?"

"As your son, wouldn't it be a brother marrying his sister, which is against the rules? Hahaha——"

The onlookers were all troublemakers, and Wang Dashuang was really driven to death by them, "That's not it, that's not it. I won't be my son, and I won't get married to my little girl."

But the people still didn't agree.

"Sir, sir, you are the one who caused this, you still have to say a few words." Wang Dashuang really had no choice but to look at the smiling Du Lan, as if he had grasped the last straw, "

Everyone, please give way and please come up, sir."

A passage opened in front of Dulan. People on both sides really didn't think it was a big deal. They wanted to see what the instigator would say.

Duran walked slowly to the bottom of the ring, and then floated onto the ring.

"Sir, you have made me miserable." Wang Dashuang could only lower his body now. He could tell that Dulan must have a good background. Otherwise, he had already announced that his daughter was favored by Cihang Jingzhai. How could ordinary people dare to come?

make trouble.

Dulan ignored him and looked at the little beggar, "Not bad, not bad, upper class qualifications, much better than your beautiful wife."

Now the little beggar is completely at a loss. Things have turned out like this, but it is not according to common sense. The little beggar never thought that he could win. Now his mind is blank, and he doesn't know whether he is happy or sad.

So when Dulan asked the question, the little beggar was still in a daze.

He was still a child after all, and he was still distracted at this time.

"Sir, sir, I haven't asked you your name yet. Who is your sect?"

"I don't need to tell you this. You just need to know that even if your daughter enters Cihang Jingzhai, her master will not trouble me. So you just died and let Cihang Jingzhai speak out.

Come to think of it, the two Cihang disciples over there will naturally not come forward."

Everyone heard Dulan's words, and ordinary people didn't understand what they meant. But the martial arts people who were doing it all thought that Dulan was crazy. Who else could Cihang Jingzhai mess with besides the Demon Sect? Could it be that this man was

His style is very similar to that of the Demon Sect. Thinking of this, the martial arts people were frightened, and some even slowly backed away and left.

When Dulan said this, Wang Dashuang was helpless. Now that he didn't know the details of Dulan or whether he was true or false, it seemed that he could only persuade her with good words, "Sir, you are not going to destroy my daughter.

My family?"

"Of course not. Although this kid Gou Sheng is young, he has upper-level qualifications. As long as he can find guidance from a famous teacher, he will definitely achieve a great career." Suddenly Du Lan suddenly realized, "You must be disgusted with the name Gou Sheng. You are not as good as me.

Give him a name. I heard that your family name is Wang, your name is Wang Dashuang, and your daughter’s name is Wang Qianqian. Well, I’ll name Gou Sheng Xiaoyaozi.”

"Forehead……"



Speechless, what does the name of the Wang family father and daughter have to do with it? Why does this person speak so out of tune?

"My name is Xiaoyaozi, but my life is still Gou Sheng." Du Lan said, "Gou Sheng, did you hear that?"

Du Lan's voice suddenly sounded like thunder, making the little beggar come back to his senses, "Okay."

"Well, then Xiaoyaozi, let me change your clothes so that you won't be looked down upon." Dulan looked up and down, seeing through the little beggar's figure, and then clapped his hands gently, and the little beggar changed.

This is not a magic trick. The little beggar got clean, changed a set of clothes, and turned into a beautiful young lady.

"..."

Dead silence, this is not martial arts, this is magical power, it is so powerful.

"Shangxian? Shangxian." At this moment, Wang Dashuang was completely convinced, and even knelt down on the ring. With such magical power, what else could he be if he were not a god? Thinking of this, Wang Dashuang's eyes shone. What about his daughter's marriage?

It's a marriage granted by the gods. Wouldn't our Wang family be prosperous?

Thinking of this, Wang Dashuang felt grateful to his ancestors. It must have been their ancestors' good deeds that allowed their father and daughter to meet the gods. Now it's good, and bad things have turned into good things.

The ignorant people also knelt down. Du Lan turned the little beggar into a noble prince. This move was really mysterious.

Du Lan did not deny that there was a ten-year gap between this boy and Wang Qianqian, which was really a bit confusing. Wang Qianqian was originally an independent person, and what she hated most was having her future arranged by others. Even if she was a god, she wanted to

She didn't even think about marrying this little beggar.

But the little beggar's face turned red, and his big eyes kept looking at the 'wife' he had won.

Dulan's main purpose today is to attack Cihang Jingzhai's reputation. Even if Wang Dashuang himself does not bring up the matter of his daughter being selected, Dulan will find an opportunity to say it. Cihang Jingzhai's reputation is so high that it can be easily

The ground has gathered tremendous power, which is extremely detrimental to future stability.

Therefore, Cihang Jingzhai must keep a low profile, otherwise the suppression will continue.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that this 'immortal' is working against Cihang Jingzhai. What does that mean? If Cihang Jingzhai cannot win the hearts of immortals, then there will be a big problem.

Is Cihang Jingzhai more powerful, or the gods? Of course the gods are more powerful, but is there any benefit in going against the gods?

As long as this statement spreads, it will have a huge impact on Cihang Jingzhai's reputation among the people.

It's just that it depends on how Duran solves the matter in the ring. The little shota, who was irresponsibly named Xiaoyaozi by Dulan, is indeed very talented. As long as Duran trains him, he will surely become the competition for thousands of girls.

A strange man. If Wang Qianqian marries this young lady now, she will definitely make a profit.

If you don't want to, Dulan can take the young lady away anyway, and then tamper with the memories of everyone present, and the Wang family can still live their lives.

"You two speak for yourselves." Du Lan kicked the ball to the two juniors Wang Qianqian and Xiaoyaozi.


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