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Feng Ling'er was confused by Yin Zhuo'er's question, "Okay, why is my stomach bulging?" I am not a physical practitioner, so I would eat dozens of kilograms in one meal to make my belly full. We, the Ice Muscle Jade Bone Body, only eat one mushroom a day, how can we make our stomachs bulge?
When he was about to answer truthfully, he suddenly saw Yin Huo'er winking at him, and then thought of Shi Yaoyue who wanted to introduce her niece to Zhen Xiaoyao. He rolled his eyes and asked:
"Aren't the stomachs of all seven of you bloated? Who are you asking me to ask?"
As soon as these words came out, Shi Xiuxiu's murderous aura spread all over her body, and her hair spread without any wind. She glanced around the eight sisters' smooth stomachs, then looked in the direction where Zhen Xiaoyao disappeared and said:
"Although my uncle Xiaoyao is not good-looking, he is very lucky in love affairs. He married eight more wives in just a few months. It is true that a person cannot be judged by his appearance."
"Haha, children are superficial. How can you just look at faces when looking for a man? There are many of us, and the difficulty is that there are many people. Being able to get the rain and dew evenly is the best, and the appearance is the second best."
Jin Hairan'er deliberately swollen her belly a little, stretched out her hand and patted it a few times, as if blaming it for its failure.
"Sister HairpinWhat you said is wrong. Brother Xiaoyao is the best at disguising. He even hides his identity as a closed disciple of the Master of Chaos Hall. How do you conclude that his face is not fake?
Maybe he has a more perfect face than Pan An? "
Yin Zhuo'er retorted slowly, saying that she always felt that Zhen Xiaoyao's face didn't match her body. How could such a perfect body have such a disgraceful face?
It must be intentional.
"Sister Zhuo'er, it turns out that you also have this idea. I thought I was the only one with such random thoughts! You said that our Xiaoyao brother is tall, tall, good-looking, good at both civil and military affairs, and is a close disciple of the Lord of Chaos Hall. If you still He is more handsome and handsome than Pan An, so how can he hide his identity?"
As if she had found a soulmate, Tong Chuan'er pulled the silver bracelet and talked excitedly, not giving others a chance to interrupt.
"What Pan An? You don't know what Pan An looks like! Nowadays, among the royal ladies in the imperial capital, when they praise a man for his good looks, they say that appearance is more important than elegance.
What age are you in, and you are still talking about those old and shabby antiques? Since the war in the imperial capital, the aesthetics of the young ladies in the imperial capital have changed drastically. They all like Ye Congwen's dark, handsome and strong style. "
Yu Pei'er leaned over and argued disdainfully, and suddenly said whimsically:
"Sisters, if Brother Xiaoyao is as handsome as Ye Congwen, do you think he will raise his arms and shout loudly in the future? Will all the eldest ladies in the imperial capital follow him in rebellion and kill everyone in Xuanyuan Palace? Clean?"
Everyone was stunned and secretly sighed that this idea was too outrageous. No matter how handsome a person is, he can't be so handsome that people will follow him to rebel, right?
"Sisters, I think Sister Pei'er's suggestion is feasible. Think about it:
Martial Emperor Xuanyuan Duzun killed my elder brother Xiaoyao’s master, Master Chaos Hall, and elder brother Xiaoyao wants to avenge his master.
Didn't that handsome boy Ye Congwen's master, clan members, and six daughters-in-law all have Xuanyuan Duzun killed?
Do you think that if the two of them join forces, will they be able to rush into Xuanyuan Palace and kill Emperor Wu? "
Seeing the eight sisters becoming more and more excited as they talked, Shi Xiuxiu couldn't help but pour a basin of cold water on them:
"Ye Congwen has been dead for more than a year. Do you eight sisters want to dig him out of the Lost Forest?"
The eight sisters were speechless and looked at each other for a long time. Suddenly
Became dull and boring.
Only Feng Ling'er saw something strange in Shi Xiuxiu's eyes, and asked slowly:
"Aunt Saint, my sister is very curious about what the most handsome guy in Pangu Continent looks like. Can you tell us what Ye Congwen looks like?"
Shi Xiuxiu was stunned for a moment. Although Ye Congwen's appearance was the same as in his eyes, he had little education and lacked Cao Zijian's writing style. How could he describe the most handsome guy in the world?
"explain
What's the use of coming out? This kind of thing has to be drawn with a pen. You can tell it at a glance. Don't be confused. I am illiterate and my imagination is limited. "
Jin Hairpin knew that Shi Xiuxiu had met Ye Congwen, so she immediately took out the pen, ink and paper and asked Shi Xiuxiu to draw a portrait.
Di Cheng squinted his suspicious eyes and glanced around the group of women, shaking his head secretly and sighing:
This woman's friendship is so strange. It was originally tense, but as soon as there was a handsome guy to see, it immediately turned into friendship, just like sisters who haven't seen each other for many years.
Shaking his head, he really couldn't understand their way of thinking, so he had to slow down and line up with Ye Feng, Di Chi and other men.
Shi Xiuxiu didn't like reading, but as a saint, she had to be more or less bookish since she was a child, otherwise she would easily be called a barbarian.
The eight sisters were just watching the show. If they didn't show off, wouldn't that be playing into their own hands?
Without saying much, I picked up the pen and started drawing, thinking about Ye Congwen's appearance, rustling, and soon I was painting from head to toe.
"Wow! It's exactly as I imagined, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, tall and mighty, powerful, and extraordinary bearing.
You see, this guy has a huge back, long legs, and can carry four people on his shoulders. With his hands together, he can pick up our eight sisters at once - Eh! Why do I feel more and more familiar? "
Jin Hairpin'er watched from the side and became more and more excited, as if she had seen this person before.
"Alas, Holy Sister, are you confused? Why did you include my brother Xiaoyao's painting?
We want you to draw Ye Congwen, not Ye Congwen’s head or Zhen Xiaoyao’s body—”
Yinhuo'er also pointed out, secretly thinking that this Xiwu village girl still has a few brushes for painting. She is ten times younger than me, but her painting skills are ten times better than mine. There is no way to choose her painting skills. .
But you can start from other aspects.
Shi Xiuxiu felt that the figures of Ye Congwen and Zhen Xiaoyao were overlapping each other in her head, and she couldn't even tell which one was Ye Congwen and which one was Zhen Xiaoyao.
Listening to the eight sisters' comments, the two figures suddenly overlapped. Apart from their appearance, their height, body shape, arm length and shoulder width were almost exactly the same. There was no difference at all!
As the proud disciple of a court painter, Shi Xiuxiu has absolute confidence in the accuracy of her eyesight.
"Are they two the same person? Isn't Ye Congwen dead?"
Shi Xiuxiu was overwhelmed with emotion, as if she had been struck by thunder. She was so dazed that she even dropped the pen and paper in her hand, but she had no consciousness at all.
Feng Ling'er knew that Shi Xiuxiu was a holy aunt of the West Witch, and she had been pampered since she was a child. Yin Bracelet accused her of not being able to draw right and wrong, but her paintings were so lifelike that one could tell that she was a master of painting.
Being accused unreasonably by a group of laymen in a field that I am proud of, I would be furious if it were me.
Before Shi Xiuxiu could turn against her, she quickly pointed ahead and shouted:
"Brothers and sisters, there is a piece of purple energy falling to the ground in front of you.
Let's go see if there is any holy elixir! "
When all the people who followed heard the word "holy medicine", they immediately felt as if they were getting blood from chickens. They blasted hard at the demon birds flying overhead and entangled themselves. They just wanted to get rid of the demon birds' entanglement and gather with the team members as soon as possible. Together, form a combined formation to pick the holy medicine.
Only Shi Xiuxiu followed at the back as unhurriedly as a zombie, running slowly.
"Xiuxiu, there is a holy medicine ahead, let's go and take a look!"
When the giant Ye Feng saw Shi Xiuxiu in a state of despair, he thought she was sulking and deliberately looking for trouble to distract her.
Unexpectedly, there was no response after shouting several times, so Ye Feng had no choice but to shout loudly:
"Shi Xiuxiu! What's wrong with you?"
The giant's voice was extremely loud, and his roar was like a thunderbolt from the blue. Di Chi, who was standing beside him, was startled. After he recovered, he complained:
"Silly man, what's wrong with you?
"
When Ye Feng saw Shi Xiuxiu waking up from his deep thoughts, he winked at Di Chi and asked him to come forward and ask questions.
Di Chi looked at the absent-minded Shi Xiuxiu and tried to persuade him:
"You are the favorite disciple of the court painter. When it comes to painting skills, the eight sisters are not even worthy of carrying your shoes. Why do you care about their opinions?"
Unexpectedly, Shi Xiuxiu stopped talking and asked after a long time:
"If Ye Congwen hadn't died, what state would he be in now? Could he be as powerful as Uncle Xiaoyao?"
"Well--"
When Di Chi heard that Shi Xiuxiu mentioned Ye Congwen, his poaching love rival, he felt uncomfortable and immediately snorted coldly:
"He still wants to compete with me, Uncle Xiaoyao? This has only lasted for more than a year. No matter how high his cultivation talent is, he can only reach the perfection state of Divine Fire and Candle Sky at most."
"That's not necessarily true. My brother returned to his hometown, and in just over a month, he advanced from the Engraving Formation to the Perfection Realm to the Divine Fire Candle Heaven Entrance Realm.
It has been more than ten months now. Not to mention the Demigod and Semi-Saint Realm, I have to at least advance to the Beyond the Bridge Realm! "
Ye Feng said disapprovingly, after all, even he has advanced to the Divine Fire Candle Heaven Realm, and the energy on the Jiutian Plateau is much richer than other places.
"Even if he advances to the other side of the Divine Bridge realm, he can't compare with Uncle Xiaoyao in the semi-sacred realm! I didn't see that the uncle not only forced the King Wudui and the Great Elder Ziyuan to be afraid of him, but he also killed a hundred people in one move. Many masters of the True God Realm.
Does he have this ability? "
"Don't forget, Ye Congwen also knows Chaos Finger, and he worships the master of Chaos Hall."
Shi Xiuxiu said quietly, the doubts in her heart could not be dissipated.
"Ye Congwen is also called Chaos Finger? His Chaos Finger can also kill a true god realm master in an instant? The Master of Chaos Hall has been silent for five hundred years. Is it necessary for others to secretly recruit a few closed disciples to tell the world?
Besides, that boy Ye Congwen has such a perfect face, what kind of mask can turn him into the miserable appearance of Uncle Xiaoyao?
Stop thinking nonsense, let's go pick some treasures from heaven and earth first, otherwise what can we bring back? "
After Di Chi finished speaking, he took the lead and ran after the Eight Sisters. They said that picking treasures from heaven and earth was as easy as picking mushrooms, so he wanted to go and broaden his horizons.
Thinking that their Yuzhong meal was empty, Shi Xiuxiu and Ye Feng also ran after them.
Seeing the exorcists rushing into the Phoenix Immortal Ridge, the Great Elder Ziyuan used the secret sound-in-ear magical power to say to the injured adult sacred bird, the Nine-Headed Bird:
"While there are no masters to stop you now, hurry back to the Phoenix Nirvana Nest to report the news!"
