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Chapter 929 He’s coming, he’s coming, he’s coming holding his thighs

"Xian'er, don't worry. If that boy Chu Yuan dares to show up without knowing the truth, I will definitely give you a good sigh of relief.

It's really a toad that wants to eat swan meat. With his weak body and bones, he actually wants to be your husband. It's simply a delusion!"

Chu Yunyi promised righteously, looking at Wu Xian'er with eyes full of flattery and greed.

Is Wu Xianer beautiful?

She is naturally beautiful, with red lips and white teeth, black eyebrows and a beautiful nose, and a pair of cold eyes, like a clear spring water, as if she is not interested in anything.

The colder it was, the more Chu Yun was fascinated by it.

Conquering such a beautiful woman gives you a sense of accomplishment.

With Wu Xian'er's good looks, only Her Majesty the Queen was able to suppress her slightly.

Moreover, Wu Xian'er is still young and her delicate body is still growing. When she blooms, she may not be inferior to Her Majesty the Queen.

What's more, Wu Xian'er was young, even though he was a few years older than him, but he was a real martial arts commander with strong blood and strong blood, which was simply not something he could compare to.

If Chu Yuan could break down from the shock and take the initiative to terminate the engagement with Wu Xian'er, he would then ask his father to propose to Wu Xian'er on his behalf.

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By then, he, the crown prince of Prince Qing, will surely become a proud and unparalleled presence in the entire Da Chu.

"I hope so."

Wu Xian'er replied calmly, noticing Chu Yun's greedy eyes from the corner of his eye, and sneered in his heart.

As for Chu Yun's weak strength, in her eyes, he was not much stronger than Chu Yuan.

Such a weakling is only worthy of being a knife in her hand, so how can he really stand by her side?

"His Royal Highness is here!"

Following the eunuch's high-pitched shout, everyone in the martial arts arena looked towards the entrance.

I saw Chu Yuan, who was wearing a four-clawed python robe, without any arrogance, just like a little book boy, with his head lowered and following a young man with a jade-like face, he walked in obediently.

"Who is this young man?"

"How come I have never seen him before? Why does His Highness the Crown Prince respect him so much?"

"What a strange outfit. It is incompatible with my hometown. Could it be that he is from a foreign country?"

"..."

The focus of all the ministers' eyes shifted from Chu Yuan to Qin Lang, and they frowned and began to discuss in confusion.

"What a handsome young man. His appearance was incomparable even when the late Emperor was alive!"

"Hiss... there are such handsome and graceful young people in the world!"

"Even His Royal Highness the Crown Prince looks pale and pale in front of him!"

"..."

Compared to the surprise of the men, the women present who saw Qin Lang for the first time all looked in wonder.

Some of them were even sucked in by Qin Lang's appearance and couldn't extricate themselves.

Even Wu Xian'er, who was so cold and cold, was a little distracted when she saw Qin Lang for the first time, and almost collapsed.

But soon, it was forcibly reversed.

She kept reminding herself in her heart that she looked handsome, even if the jade mountain was about to collapse, it was just a look of flesh and blood.

The man she values ​​​​should have unparalleled cultivation!

It's just a skin, no cultivation, it's not useful, she won't even look at it a second time!

While Wu Xianer's heart was calm, she glanced at Qin Lang secretly, still feeling a little amazed in her heart.

"Mr. Qin, please take a seat."

The beautiful queen smiled softly and raised her hand. When the time came, two eunuchs came forward with a bright yellow armchair and placed it on the high platform, only a few steps away from her.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Qin Lang calmly cupped his hands and then sat down calmly.

Everyone present was shocked when they saw Qin Lang sitting down safely.

Who is this young man?

He was actually able to allow the proud Queen to offer him a seat so solemnly, and even allowed him to sit on the high platform.

You know, even if Prince Qing is a prince, he does not have such qualifications.

"A martial sect can actually sit on a high platform. It seems that our aloof Queen is not that unattainable.

As long as you look a little more handsome, you can melt the iceberg of Her Majesty the Queen."

King Qing looked in the direction of Qin Lang, lowered his voice, and snorted coldly.

While he was sarcastic, his eyes were filled with darkness and even a hint of jealousy.

Her Majesty the Queen treated her so specially in front of many ministers. Who knows what the relationship between Her Majesty the Queen and this young man is in private?

I don’t know if this pretty boy went to Her Majesty the Queen’s bed at night.

Click!

When King Qing thought of this, his right hand holding the chair actually crushed the solid wooden chair to pieces.

"Wuzong?"

When Wu Xian'er heard Qing Wang's murmur, she subconsciously looked in the direction of Qin Lang, frowning.

At such a young age, he is already at the level of Wuzong?

Even she couldn't guarantee that she would be able to enter the realm of Wuzong at Qin Lang's age.

This man is not only handsome, but his strength is also amazing.

I don’t know which country he came from, but he was able to produce such a handsome and powerful young man.

Wu Xian'er, who was staring at Qin Lang, noticed the bright eyes on the high platform and turned his head subconsciously, avoiding eye contact with Qin Lang.

There was no fear, no fear, just a subconscious action.

"That woman is Wu Xian'er, right?"

On the high platform, Qin Lang pointed to Wu Xian'er's position below, then looked at Chu Yuan and asked curiously.

Chu Yuan looked in the direction pointed by Qin Lang's finger, with a hint of fear in his eyes, but more of annoyance, and nodded with a hum.

"You have already reached the level of a martial arts commander. It is not unfair for you to lose to her. You should be lucky that you are still alive."

Qin Lang made a funny joke, and then said comfortingly, "But you don't have to feel sorry for yourself, she is much older than you, and it will be no problem to surpass her in the future with your talent.

Just like me, senior, when I was as old as Wu Xian'er..."

As if he remembered something, Qin Lang waved his hand and shook his head humbly, "Forget it, it's all in the past, so don't mention it."

"The juniors must try their best to catch up with the seniors!"

Chu Yuan clasped his fists, full of respectful assurance.

In his opinion, the previous generation with such a monster talent would have been at least a powerful martial arts commander at the age of Wu Xian'er, or even a higher realm!

After all, the improvement of strength becomes more difficult the further you go up the level.

Hearing this, Qin Lang nodded on the surface, but he almost died laughing in his heart.

Chase after him?

Now Wu Xian'er no longer looks down on Chu Yuan. If he is like him again, wouldn't he have to let people look at Chu Yuan through the crack in the door?

Of course, this isn't a bad thing.

The age difference between Chu Yuan and Wu Xian'er is a bit big.

Fortunately, the two of them have nothing to do with each other. Otherwise, wouldn’t it be a small horse pulling a big cart?
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