Immortal Hairpin City, above the gate tower.
"I've heard about this handsome man for a long time, but now I see him, his appearance is extraordinary."
Ji Wanying looked from the gate tower and saw the appearance of Ziwei Emperor Boyikao in the North Pole of Zhongtian, and she couldn't help but feel emotional.
"My face is like the full moon, my grace is handsome, the ancients will never deceive me."
The girl with golden eyes also nodded.
"I just don't know how it compares to my future husband. My father said that my future husband is one of the best in the world. He really wants to compare the two of them."
She took out the scroll and compared it carefully. However, the artist's exquisite paintings were no more charming than the one she was present with. For a moment, the Tai Cang Princess couldn't help but feel a little regretful.
"After all, our elders have higher opinions than us. If Your Highness marries far away in the future, it is better to talk less about such gossip. Even if the person takes the initiative to ask, it is always better to talk to your husband."
The golden-eyed girl withdrew her gaze and spoke to Ji Wanying very pertinently.
"Sister Huang, I'm not married yet. What's wrong with chatting? I won't lose any meat. Besides, aren't you curious at all?"
Ji Wanying was a little dissatisfied with the old-fashioned remarks of the girl with golden eyes. She was not the only one who had been married to her, so she seemed to be mature and steady. What's wrong with her being a little more independent now? From now on, when a woman marries, she will follow her husband. This is the so-called women's way. Just learn that truth later, and it won't be too late.
"Beautiful is beautiful, but no matter how beautiful the statues of gods are, they are nothing more than clay sculptures and gold paint. It doesn't matter if they are full of incense. I don't believe in gods. No matter how beautiful the statues of gods are, they are nothing more than rotten mud and flesh in my eyes. Once the walls collapse and the house collapses, he can unleash his magical powers. Even if you have a high status, snakes and rats will run rampant in the small temple, so what else am I curious about?"
The golden-eyed girl had never been very interested in the famous people on the list of gods in the past. The previous comments only lamented the unique vision of the ancients in writing books.
"Yes, you have to be the one with the deepest insights, unlike me, a secular woman who is just curious about the advantages and disadvantages of beauty."
She curled her lips. Although Ji Wanying didn't want to admit it, she had to say that it was a little unethical to compare the beauty of her future husband with a clay doll and a golden lacquered god. Although there was comparability, it was definitely not much.
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On the street now.
"My eldest brother is even more beautiful!"
After seeing Boyikao, Wang Yuyi's eyes were filled with surprise at first, but then he felt disappointed.
For Wang Yuyi, this feeling of instantly losing all interest in the most beautiful men in the world was not to say familiar, but at least it was normal.
"Is your brother really that beautiful?"
Tan Hua on the side couldn't help but ask.
"Senior sister, don't meet anyone who is too stunning when you are young. If you meet one, you will be miserable."
When it comes to sadness, Wang Yuyi feels like crying without tears.
"What is this statement?"
There was a hint of doubt in Tan Hua's eyes.
"I'm very worried right now. Every guy I look at seems a little less interesting than my brother."
Wang Yuyi sighed.
"All right."
Tan Hua glanced at Bai Xiaoyue, who had never been shaken by her beauty, and seemed to have figured it out.
What Emotional Junior Sister Bai likes is not "male lust" but "extreme male lust".
"It's so boring. Isn't it about martial arts? The gods are here, why don't they start?"
Bai Xiaoyue yawned, a little bored.
"The martial arts performance is just a gimmick. It is said to be a martial arts performance, but it is actually an open space to show the younger generation of today's Chanjiao. Chanjiao likes this kind of empty-headed things, and always sells the sheep's head to the dog's meat."
At some point, Master Si Fei with a strange smile came out from behind the Bai brothers and sisters.
"Senior! Why are you here?"
Bai Xiaoyue looked at Master Si Fei with some surprise, thinking that he had come back to take her to the ghost market.
"Keep your voice down, my identity is very sensitive now, and I don't show my face easily."
Making a hissing gesture, Master Si Fei seemed to be avoiding something.
"Oooh!"
Bai Xiaoyue covered her mouth and promised that she would never make a sound.
"Senior, are you hiding something?"
Bai Qiuran was very curious about what this liar with advanced cultivation was hiding.
"Who said I was hiding! Do I seem to be someone who is afraid of trouble?"
Master Si Fei put his hands on his hips and looked fearless.
However, the next moment, Master Si Fei poked out a slender hand from behind.
Before Master Sifei could respond, the visitor grabbed Master Sifei's hair and pulled it back violently.
Bai Qiuran was stunned when he saw the fearless Master Si Fei disappearing into the crowd.
"Where are the seniors?"
Bai Xiaoyue blinked.
"You ask me who I ask, I don't know."
Bai Qiuran spread his hands helplessly, not caring about the whereabouts of a dead liar.
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The other end.
"Disciple pays homage to Master!"
The immortal descended into the Immortal Hairpin City in the distance, and the sound of the Dharma was ethereal. Ye Guangji, Hanjuan, Lingweiyang, Bai Zhaorui, Chi Jinu and all the registered disciples of Chanjiao bowed their hands and saluted, and said loudly.
Zhang Daoxuan, who was not a disciple of the Chan Cult, saw everyone was saluting and he followed suit and followed suit.
"Xuan Zun, I am late, do you forgive me?"
Stepping on a side of auspicious clouds slowly falling, Guangchengzi, wearing a Bagua purple-striped immortal robe, hanging the Heaven-turning Seal on his waist, smiled in the distance towards Boyi Kaolang.
"Yikao has never had any grudges. I haven't seen the immortal master for a long time, but seeing him again now is better than before."
Even though he could see Guangchengzi's indifference towards him, Boyikao, who knew that the situation was stronger than others, could only smile humbly.
"Haha! I haven't seen you for a long time. Compared to the past, you are a little more fairy-like."
Even Guangchengzi couldn't help laughing at Boyikao's praise.
Boyikao's face darkened, and then he suddenly returned to normal. He was just talking politely, without any dissatisfaction.
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At this moment, Jing Le Country is in a state of turmoil.
"You are not my father, who on earth are you?!"
After experiencing a thought-provoking family dinner, Emperor Mingzhen, who realized something was wrong, slowly put down his chopsticks and stared at "Emperor Yankang" in front of him with unkind eyes.
"Mingzhen, are you crazy?! He is the father-in-law!"
Queen Shansheng looked at Emperor Mingzhen in disbelief, feeling that he must have gone crazy eating noodles today and could not even recognize his father.
The Emperor Yankang in front of him had no abnormality in his soul aura or physical body. No matter how he looked at it, he was the real father of Emperor Mingzhen.
"I'm still me."
"Emperor Yankang" looked at his descendants with extremely cold eyes, and his tone was still dull.
"this--"
Emperor Mingzhen took a careful look at his "biological father", and after sighing heavily, he finally did not turn over the table with "Emperor Yankang" on the spot.
"Father-in-law, what happened? Why did Mingzhen say you are not you anymore?"
Queen Shansheng, whose cultivation level was not as good as that of the father and son in front of her, looked around for a while but couldn't figure it out, so she simply asked bluntly.
"Some things happened in the outer clouds. To me, I can't say whether it was good or bad. Ming Zhen said that the white horse is not a horse. This is probably the reason."
Regarding his daughter-in-law, Emperor Yankang was quite talkative.
"don't know."
Queen Shan Sheng shook her head like a rattle.
"It's not good or bad for you. You're just trying to avoid the most important things for me. You're an old, shriveled eggplant who's been stabbed a thousand times. Why don't you say that you have a third avenue in your body? I'm still an enemy of the avenue. What's the matter? Can’t you explain that this guy is a fake father? How can a biological father cause trouble for his children as soon as he comes back! Ah!”
Emperor Mingzhen was also laughed out of anger, and he almost got up.
"Ah haha, ah, that's really unlucky. Mingzhen, you too, why are you talking to your father-in-law? It scared me to death!"
For this pair of father and son, Queen Shansheng was also convinced. The so-called white horse is not a horse in love. The biological father is still the biological father. However, for Mingzhen, the biological father who has become his mortal enemy seems to be the real father. No different.
"Before, I went to Beiju Luzhou."
Emperor Yankang said dully while holding the noodle soup.
"Then what?"
Emperor Mingzhen narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling that Emperor Yankang had done a lot of things when he returned from his travels.
"I brought back Xianle's Ruoxie music pattern. As the only emperor in the history of Jingle who died on the hunting road, he was a bit weak, but after all, he was Yuan'er's biological father, and his path was somewhat edifying. To resist inner demons, if you have the opportunity, it is a good thing to leave it in the place of inheritance for people to understand, or to return it to Yuan'er."
Emperor Yankang spread his hands and spoke a little more.
"Even if you don't look for it, sooner or later I will get it back for my future daughter-in-law."
Emperor Mingzhen sighed. He could talk to Emperor Yankang easily about matters such as his descendants.
"Shan Sheng is very good, treat her well."
Xu Shi didn't have much to talk about with his rebellious son, so Emperor Yankang once again turned the conversation to his daughter-in-law.
"That's bullshit again. I'm just a wife. I can't treat her harshly. What if she runs away?"
Emperor Mingzhen half-covered his face, looking disgusted at the fake father's ability to find topics.
"Father-in-law, Mingzhen treats me very well, don't worry."
Although she didn't know why the old man came back this time and chatted with them at a noodle stall, Queen Shan Sheng still managed to keep a smile.
"It's good to be like this at home."
Emperor Yankang smiled slightly, really happy to see this beloved man.
As Emperor Yankang stood up from the noodle stall, and a wisp of Qi leaked out, several imperial mausoleums outside the Nightless City that suppressed Jingle's national destiny trembled. It was rare for Jingle's dragon veins to stretch at this moment, and the destiny of humanity was festival. The life expectancy of the people in the country has increased by half a decade.
At this moment, the four emperors Siyuan, Zhenfake, Jingu, and Jingle, who were watching Mingzhen Emperor crazily eating and laughing in the gatehouse, looked at each other's increasingly solid souls with blank expressions. For a moment, they were almost in danger of being present. smell.
"An old friend is here, why don't you come and see me?"
Emperor Yankang looked at the gate tower in the distance, as if he had already seen through the four emperors' love of eating melons.
