"Who...are you?" Since the last person to go to this license plate was Taoist Heitian, Lu Ran instinctively felt that this woman must be related to Taoist Heitian.
Since his son has already appeared, is this woman his daughter?
No, Xu Fu once said that Hua Feiniao is the only son of Taoist Heitian.
Anyway, it's definitely not some nameless little character.
Lu Ran was guessing, and the woman over there suddenly smiled, the same breathtaking smile. She seemed to have thought of something extremely beautiful, her eyes seemed to be deeper, and her lips seemed to be a little redder. , the voice seems to be much more pleasant.
"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. My surname is Yang and my name is Yang Mian."
Yang Mian? I'm a sheep, how come I met such a strange girl?
The girl's smile was like a spring breeze, and Lu Ran was sure that the woman with black hair and black eyes in front of him was a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old.
Lu Ran raised his number plate and asked, "Then why is my number plate in your hand?"
"I asked him for it." The girl turned her head to the VIP seat and looked at Taoist Heitian in the center.
Taoist Heitian, who was originally sitting, actually stood up immediately. His expression was not only respectful, but even a little fearful.
Lu Ran already knew that this girl had a noble status, but he still couldn't guess who she was, so he turned to look at Chu Yi.
Chu Yi shook his head, meaning that I didn't know him either.
Indeed, there were only two and a half people in the audience who could recognize this young girl, except Taoist Heitian.
Of course, half of them was Hua Feiniao, the son of Taoist Heitian. He was wandering in the back row of the VIP table, and when he heard the word "Yang Mian", he was so frightened that he sat upright.
One was Jueyingdao Shouzang Kunduo who was currently in the audience. He let out a sigh and hurriedly held up a paper fan to block the half of his face that was so surprised that he almost lost his beauty.
There is also the Immortal Man Dao Yuan. She didn’t know Yang Mian at first, but the spy in the building passed this information to Zhou Quan of the Intelligence Bureau. Zhou Quan analyzed it with his colleagues and guessed Yang Mian’s identity. The information was transmitted back at a very fast speed.
Mandao Yuan tried hard to calm down, pretending that nothing was wrong, and also used secret methods to pass the information to Huaihuang.
Yang Mian, Princess Tianjue, is the daughter of Yang Sanlang.
The message was so brief, but Huaihuang's face, which had long since stopped making waves, still showed a moment of disbelief.
Although not many people in the world recognize Yang Mian's name, no one knows Yang Sanlang's name, no matter whether you are a mortal or an immortal, as long as you are of a normal mind and start to become sensible.
Just because that is the god worshiped by almost every household in the eight countries of Zhennan, one of the only two perfect immortals in the world, the real name of the Supreme Emperor Xuan Gao, the Eight Yuan Eight Faces, the Eight Jade Rings, the Tian Yuan Bao, the Heavenly Lord Nanwang Daojun.
The Lord of Tai Er Zhennan, the Lord of the Encircling Heaven, the Supreme Immortal in the Universe.
Yang Mian, his daughter, is a goddess who has been hidden in legends for thousands of years and has never been revealed. Now, she is here.
It was actually for Lu Ran.
There are more than 3,000 people on the 90th floor of Wanhuan Building, but only three and a half people know that something major is happening here that can change the Three Realms.
On the Heavenly Ruler on Yuanjin Mountain, the blazing true fire of the Seven Lamps of Heavenly Luck was burning brightly.
And the lampkeeper, who was so old that he could only open his eyes once every thousand years, suddenly felt his left eyelid twitching wildly.
Destiny is spinning, destiny is being rewritten, and the future is coming.
But even among the few true immortal cultivators who had lived for thousands of years, they still just spent another quarter of an hour in ignorance.
For this quarter of an hour, most people, including the person involved, Lu Ran himself, on this small 90th floor of Wanhuan Building, just hoped that this duel would end soon so that they could enter the next round of finals.
Amidst the urging sound like a mountain roar and a tsunami, Lu Ran pulled out Miss Shu and held it tightly in his hand.
"Well, no matter who you are, since you are in the ring, we must decide the winner."
"Oh." Yang Mian replied perfunctorily as if his thoughts were interrupted by Lu Ran.
When she was stunned, Lu Ran did not wait for her, but struck first. With Miss Shu in hand, she transformed into a tree gun at a speed of 390 million.
Once Lu Ran takes action, he is the best marksman in the world.
Summer is the best in the world.
This is one of his own moves.
He imagined that the big gun was like a blazing sun, slashing down mercilessly in the face of a lush green jungle.
The strong light is the body of the gun, and the heat is the blade of the gun. Even this earth will tear open the flesh and burst into dust and smoke.
Just as soon as the move came out, Lu Ran regretted it, because he found that although he did not have the blessing of the green pill at that time, his strength was inexplicably much greater. He even suspected that the ring would be smashed by him with one shot. , it will really make your skin burst open.
But it is impossible to take it back.
The giant tree fell to the ground, Miss Tree attacked, and even the nine cows could not pull it back.
Seeing that Yang Mian was about to receive the shot, she said "Huh" and did not step back or panic. She just gently raised her hand and pinched the tip of the tree gun.
She moved her hand gently, without even actually touching Miss Shu, to neutralize Lu Ran's offensive, and gently "pushed" the tip of the tree gun back.
"We don't compete with this." Yang Mian said expressionlessly and retracted his hand.
Only then did Lu Ran realize that he was worrying too much. Yang Mian's strength was not inferior to that of Li Wan who "swallowed the sun" and was another immortal cultivator that he couldn't understand.
"What's the comparison?" Lu Ran took back the frightened Miss Shu who was sweating a little. Since she couldn't fight, let's see if she could outwit her.
"I'll come up with the questions." Yang Mian's expression was always calm, as if he was talking to himself or talking to someone very familiar. You can understand it without saying anything.
She took out an extremely simple-looking milky white stone from her sleeve, placed it in her hand, and showed it to Lu Ran.
"What magic weapon is this?" Lu Ran saw that it was not a natural stone, but a stone tool with a round end and a pointed end, and some small holes on it.
Yang Mian's expression finally changed a little. She seemed to be surprised, or disappointed, that Lu Ran didn't recognize this object.
"This is called Xun, which is a musical instrument." Yang Mian explained, "This is what we are competing here today."
"How to compare? I don't know anything about musical instruments. Aren't you bullying others?" Lu Ran quickly expressed his dissatisfaction.
Yang Mian seemed to give Lu Ran a hard look, but soon his eyes turned into a pool of stagnant water, and he said calmly: "It's not about musical instruments, it's about your courage."
"Oh? How to compare?" Lu Ran was a little interested, but not much.
"Listen to me playing this xun. If you can answer my three questions after the music sounds, you will win."
After Yang Mian finished speaking, he picked up the stone-like xun and blew it immediately without waiting for Lu Ran to reply with the word "ok".
