After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée - Chapter 122

[Chapter 122 Beauty Hall]

Zheng Wan walked to Zhuopu Hall, only to realize that the door was closed from the inside.

The sound of staggering and changing cups and cups was constantly heard, which sounded extremely lively.

“Master.”

She knocked on the door of Zhuopu Hall, and before entering the door, she found that the master had returned.

There were a few more people in the Zhuopu Hall than yesterday. At first glance, most of them were heavy with vitality and could not see the depth. I think they were all Daojuns from various factions who came to the banquet.

The master looked like he was holding a wine cup in one hand and the other in front of his raised legs, drinking lazily.

Every move of a hand, every move of a foot, all are charming.

“The disciple is here? Come, come, drink!”

Zixiu raised the wine bottle to Zheng Wan.

Everyone in the hall noticed a long time ago that there was a beautiful woman curling up at the entrance of Zhuopu Hall.

I don’t know why, but I only saw each other yesterday, but I see you today, but I have a different feeling.

Tianyu’s streamer clothes didn’t detract from her brilliance. Her skirt was like snow, her hair was like waterfalls, her skin was snowy, and her smile was shallow. At a glance, it made people feel bloated and dazzled.

The lights in the hall are not blurred, but there is a heart in the chest, but it seems to drink too much wine, swaying, swaying, and can’t touch the ground for a long time.

Those old poems that I have read, invariably and chaotically poured up:

Beauty is like a flower across the clouds.

Cloud thinks about clothes and flowers.

One look at the city of people, and then look at the country. Ning doesn’t know the city and the country, beautiful women are hard to come by.

Chang Wu Daojun stroked his palm and laughed:

“Zi Xiu, your disciple has done a good job in cultivating the “Mo Xu Jing”! You have made a breakthrough again? It’s amazing!”

“Moxu Jing” is a book of immortal scriptures. It is naturally a bit extraordinary. Every time you break through a level, the power of confusion will become stronger. Those who are not firm will still be the same. , only indiscriminately attacked.

Everyone woke up like a dream.

Mingyu couldn’t help but looked down at herself in the wine cup, who was wearing a wide robe and wearing a star crown. She had suffered many setbacks, and recently she has become very open.

It is inevitable to indulge in such beauty and style. Li Wei is only a young man in his twenties. In terms of the age of cultivation, he is still just a child. Childhood is fascinated by sex, which is too understandable.

She can totally wait.

On the other side, Qianshuang bit her lip, her heart entangled and complicated.

Last night, Aye pretended to be crazy with wine, which made her face disgrace. Now, before Aye woke up, she shamelessly entered the Zhuopu Hall, with some prayers in her heart that she couldn’t even express, but now, when she sees it, But somewhat ashamed.

Not to mention the cultivation level, in just one night, that person entered Zhiwei, and even this beauty… is still inferior.

Could it be that Li Wei Dao-Jun is like this…

Tempted?

And Li Siyi suddenly put aside the many layers of confusion, and pushed aside the fascinated disciple of the Swordsman:

“Aw, doesn’t it look… more bewitching than yesterday?”

The Swordsman disciple nodded his head, his eyes hesitant, as if disturbed by the bright light, he didn’t know where to put it, only said:

“Yes, it looks better.”

Only Daojun Zixiu was not used to seeing it. He was not even surprised by Zheng Wan’s sudden promotion, and just continued to drink lazily.

“My apprentice is extraordinary.”

Chang Wu was choked on by him, and suddenly she didn’t make fun of herself.

On the contrary, Zheng Wan walked over to the master and called out “Master” again.

She smelled the strong smell of alcohol lingering around him, and she didn’t know how much she had drank to have such a strong smell of alcohol.

“sit.”

Zheng Wan went around a few times after the master, she had been sitting in this position before, and this time she was still the same.

When she sat down, she realized that there was a soft silk futon carefully placed there, a sapphire cup, a plate of Maofugu, and a cup of Hongfang drunk she had tasted before.

Be careful.

Zheng Wan thanked the Guixu disciple who was serving the wine behind him. The disciple was stunned and only scratched the back of his head:

“Your Majesty is very polite, in fact…”

Before the words were finished, the door opened again. Daojun Lu Yan rubbed his forehead and entered the door, looking annoyed:

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m afraid I lost your interest yesterday! Please forgive me, I am sorry!”

“It’s okay, a little matter, come and drink!”

Tianhe Daojun covered up.

Zheng Wan noticed that Daojun Zixiu had been staring at Daojun Luyan and Zhenjun Qianshuang for a long time, and couldn’t help but reminded:

“Master…”

Only then did Daojun Zixiu withdraw his gaze, drank a glass of wine first, and then turned around to see Zheng Wan’s strange eyes, and smiled:

“What, is it because the disciple is fascinated by the master?”

Zheng Wan said with a smile:

“Teacher, Master is drinking boring wine.”

“Just drinking is naturally boring.” Zixiu raised her voice and asked the first Taoist Tianhe, “Tianhe, when you return to the ruins door to drink, you really only let me wait for a drink? It’s very boring!”

“Yeah, Tianhe! Let’s have some sideshows anyway!”

“I think about the ceremony of the Venerable Monarch, but please watch a striptease!”

These old men don’t fix it!

Especially the disrespectful one next door!

Daojun Tianhe wanted to roll his eyes and tell the other party that he was not that Yu Louchun, but he clapped his hands when he read that today’s rare disciple was overjoyed:

“Come on, get on the ‘sword weapon’!”

The sword is off?

Zheng Wan suddenly became interested.

In the mortal world, she once saw a volume of books in the prince’s place, which recorded that in ancient times, Gongsun’s swords fluttered, and the dance shocked the king and grandson.

A group of returning to the ruins with white robes lined up with swords, they were men and women, all of them stood up straight, with wide-sleeved robes.

The joy of silk and bamboo is gradually rising.

Zi Xiu took out a chopstick and tapped the wine cup, saying:

“Teacher, you are lucky. The ‘swords are detached’ in Guixumen, but the entire Xuancang world is famous for swords and dances, and they can be killed in arrays. Back then, when the beast tide swept through, Guixumen Relying on this ‘sword weapon’s muddy removal’ to kill the beast that broke the door, the sword will break the sky, you can’t see it at all.”

The words fell, and the white robes were already dancing with swords.

Fluttering like a crane, curling like a cloud, but also chilling and quiet, bleak like the wind.

When the wind rises, it is agitated, and when the wind falls, it is gentle. The white-robed sword cultivators lined up and sang. All of them were good-looking, with long swords pointed at each other, with thousands of vigor, and white robes waving like cracked silk. , Hundred Swords and Harmony, there are thousands of armies that will not come and go, and thousands of people who are knocking on the gate, its momentum is like a rainbow, unstoppable.

Zheng Wan thought to herself: The Gongsun clan might not be able to use such a majestic sword.

The last sword fell, and there was a dead silence in the main room.

In this silence, the door of Zhuopu Hall opened again.

Someone came in outside the door.

The first thing that entered people’s eyes was a pair of pure white soap boots, the color of which was like snow, not stained with dust.

On the top, it is a colorful robe with a pure white background, greatly dyed with green grass and yellow flowers. The belt is tied up, and it is also pure white, except for half a piece of flowers and plants embroidered on the cuffs.

Further up-

But it was a face that no brush in the world could describe, with thick hair like ink, a face of ice jade, and a pair of lacquered eyes.

The white-robed disciples who had occupied all the sights and amazement just now all faded into this brightly colored background, and no one paid any more attention.

And such a gorgeous color, ordinary people often look too frivolous when wearing it, but it makes the arrogance between this person’s eyebrows suppressed and becomes his foil.

Cui Wang stepped in.

Qianshuang covered her heart, only to feel that her heart was pounding like a deer, and it jumped again and again: She has never seen Daojun Liwei like this…

Both fresh and cold.

Far away in the sky, but it seems to be close to Chi Chi.

Mingyu stood up in shock. She had never seen Li Wei pass by the side, and even the ones next to her were mostly black, such flowers…

She looked at Zheng Wan subconsciously, but saw that the man was smiling and turning his head to talk to Master, as if he didn’t pay attention to Li Wei at all.

Mingyu didn’t know why she suddenly let out a sigh of relief.

“See Daojun!”

The white-robed disciples saluted in unison, and the sound shook the sky.

They looked at Cui Wang with bright eyes, and Cui Wang said “uh”:

“Go back.”

The white-robed disciples filed back, and Cui Wang moved forward.

Daojun Tianhe looked at his little apprentice with a surprised expression, such a flamboyant attire, and his right hand… He also carried the Hongyu Streaming Light Sword in his hand. When the sword cultivator could not use the sword, he would bring the sword of life into his dantian to warm up.

Li Wei picked it up in his hand.

Tianhe groaned in his heart and became more and more suspicious.

It looks like a new core has been changed, could it be that someone has taken away the house?

When he raised his hand, it was a sword, and the white light turned into a meteor and suddenly approached. When it reached Cui Wang, the sword light suddenly soared and enveloped him, and the sky crane burst:

“He Fang evildoer, dare to do evil on this apprentice!”

Cui Wang raised his hand and flicked, and instead of using the Hongyu Liuguang sword to confront the enemy, he sent out a sword intent to force the opponent’s sword energy back:

“Master! It’s me.”

His voice was deep, with an imperceptible annoyance.

Tianhe felt the familiar sword intent, and he took back the remaining sword energy: “Teacher, it’s really you. You suddenly wore it like this, and the master didn’t recognize it.”

Everyone:

“…”

Only then did Zheng Wan look up. She realized that Cui Wang had already walked a few times before the master, and paused, took a step, and paused again.

She didn’t know what medicine he sold in the gourd, Zixiu also raised her head and asked:

“Is something wrong, Daojun?”

Cui Wang pursed his lips:

“nothing.”

He lifted his foot and took another step, and the Hongyu flowing lightsaber was lifted up by him, Zixiu said:

“Daojun’s sword is very beautiful.”

Zheng Wan only smiled and did not speak.

Cui Wang glanced down at her.

The two looked at each other, and Zheng Wan noticed that his eyes were a little weird. When a snow-colored shadow passed by and looked at the familiar double knot, Zheng Wan suddenly understood.

She tentatively said:

“Daojun, this sword spike is very beautiful?”

Cui Wang took a few quick steps and sat down in front of him.

The disciple who served the sword poured wine for him. He picked up the wine cup and took a sip. He patted the Hongyu streamer on the table. Tianhe looked at it and said, “Teacher, did you hit this sword spike?”

“It’s kind of ugly.”

Everyone in the hall just felt weird.

They seemed to be in the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month for a while, and suddenly it became a bright spring, and at this time it became a wind and snow, and it was hard to adapt.

On the other hand, Tianhe spoke again. Don’t blame him, this disciple is really weird today.

He glanced at the white jade sword crown on top of his head, with nine small swords, known as “Ascension”. Logically speaking, Jianxiu brings whatever he wants, even if he brings twelve swords, no one cares, but this person is definitely not his innocent A little apprentice who only loves swords all his life.

In particular, this sword crown is much worse than the one he crowned for his apprentice.

“Teacher, you sword crown…”

“how?”

“Ascension Crown, not bad, not bad.”

Tianhe Daojun sneered, but heard the little disciple’s tone indifferent:

“I went out in a hurry, and I wore it wrong.”

Although Cui Wang’s voice was not too loud, it was not too low. Those who were paying attention in the hall also heard it, and Chang Wu laughed: “Tianhe, don’t be too serious, it’s just a small matter.”

Zheng Wan also heard it.

At that time, she took another Maofu fruit and stuffed it into her mouth. This fruit was really delicious, and it would form a warm current in the stomach. After a week, it would be a gentle and neutral energy.

She bit the fruit and casually looked at Cui Wang’s head, when she saw a high-level profound weapon in the familiar shape of the sword crown—

It’s not even a Yuan weapon, but it was worn on the head of a Taoist.

When she met Cui Wang’s bright eyes, she subconsciously wanted to laugh. Halfway through her laughter, she stopped. She remembered the phrase “reluctantly”.

This sentence was enough to make her feel frustrated with him.

A gentleman, he despises you. He is reluctant to love you, but at the same time he tells you that he loves you. Others may want this kind of love, but she, Zheng Wan, will not.

Therefore, no matter what Cui Wang did at this time, she did not intend to have anything to do with him again.

Zheng Wan continued to eat Maofuguo happily, her cheeks bulging, but Cui Wang lowered his eyes.

Daojun Tianhe only felt that his whole body was cold, and he couldn’t help rubbing his shoulders.

At this moment, a hearty laugh came, the door of Zhuopu Hall opened again, and another person came in.

This man was wearing a pink robe, with a jade face and red lips. He looked like a gentleman, and pointed at a folding fan. Compared with him, Li Siyi was just a poorer fake.

“Indulge Daojun? Rare guest, rare guest.”

Tianhe stood up.

The pink-robed son-in-law stepped over the threshold, and when his eyes dropped, he said:

“Zixiu, this is your little disciple? It’s a talented person.”

The Daojun looked at Zheng Wan, his eyes lit up.

There are thousands of people in the world, thousands of ways, and the temperament of Daojun is naturally different. The one who spoke was the famous greedy Taoist in Xuancang Realm, who was called “Dream of Love”.

Indulging in love is the best way to chase beauties in his life. He has a Four Seasons Beauty Palace.

Flowers bloom at four o’clock, the walls are like crystals, and the walls are covered with pictures of various beauties. These beauties, living in different ages, but all of them have a variety of styles, and their epithelium and bones are all top-notch——

A beauty who can stand up to the discerning eyes of the indulgent Daojun is considered a true beauty.

The Canglan News has written a special book on the beauties in the beauty hall, and even a booklet has arranged a thousand-year-old beauty tree for this purpose.

Therefore, although Zhenjun Qianshuang has been praised as the number one beauty in the Xuancang world in recent years because of his youthful appearance and wealth, but in fact, most cultivators who have lived longer do not buy it.

This is because there is no picture of the beauty of this True Monarch Qianshuang on the Palace of Beauty.

But now, the look in the eyes of the drowning Daojun is telling everyone:

He also liked a new beauty.

The last beauty he saw was two hundred years ago—

It’s a pity that the beauty was short-lived, more than a hundred years ago, it had already passed away.

Zixiu poured herself a cup and waited until she was seated before she said:

“Long time no see.”

“Zixiu, you haven’t introduced your disciple to me yet.”

“Teacher, come here, meet Daojun Daoqingqing.”

Zixiu is not annoyed, and his reputation in the Xuan Cang world is not bad. Although he is lustful and lustful, he is not obscene, nor will he do coercive things because the beauties refuse.

“I have seen Daojun.”

Zheng Wan got up and gave Yingying a blow.

“Good, good, very good.”

Indulge in a gentle smile, “I don’t know if this little true monarch wants to meet me in the beauty palace of this monarch?”

If the drowning Daojun takes the initiative to invite people to his beauty hall, he wants to make a painting for her. If the beauty is willing, it is better to spend “good times” with him in the hall.

Zheng Wan was about to speak, but she heard another “bang” in the first place.

The flying dust spread out, revealing the expressionless face behind Li Wei Daojun. The first one was three steps higher than the other positions. At this time, a white marble railing was broken on this step.

He said:

“It’s too windy to see clearly.”

“However, if it is the Palace of Beauty, I would also like to meet you.”

The drowning Daojun looked at the beautiful face in the first place, and suddenly gave a high five:

“Excellent! It’s not bad to be like Li Wei Daojun!”

Tianhe was in a hurry, the juniors didn’t know it, but he knew that this indulgent Taoist, apart from picking on his face, men and women were… not picky.

It’s just that most of the time, he thinks that the men in the world are dirty and not as pure as women. Therefore, this beauty palace is full of women. Go away from such a simple temperament…

Either a sword slashed the beauty hall, causing the drowning Taoist to run back to the ruins door to fight for his life.

Or just be indulged by this…

cough.

Tianhe solemnly turned his face:

“If so, I am willing to go.”

The Daojun indulging in love looked at Tianhe’s rough man’s face with an unhappy expression.

At this moment, a black jade talisman flew from the sky suddenly, and it arrived suddenly. Cui Wang stretched out his hand and took a glance at it. When he raised his head again, he said:

“Dao-Jun, this Beauty Palace, I have to go to this monarch.”

“Seat the black iron commander, all go.”