No wonder Baili Mu is respected, even if he is cruel and cold, no one disrespects him.

He is indeed capable of dominating one side, and he is also capable of being the ruler at a high position. He can kill enemies by not only martial arts but also his brain. It is really rare in history if he has such a long time. There is also this stone sculpture, which is standing in the center of the city and is so tall that people can only look up to him. Therefore, he has always been accustomed to worshiping the King of Killing God.

Whether it is the old prince or the current Bailimu, they are the real kings of Suling.

There is indeed a big red platform in the center of the city.

It was next to the most popular restaurant. I heard that the restaurant was run by some major official from the court, and the business was good. Now that the King of Killing Gods was stolen, he could only laugh.

Who makes the killing king?

The beauty pageant went smoothly, and women were coming up one after another.

The seventh day of the lunar calendar was a little surprised. After all, in this era, women showed up in public and let them show their blood. Now they ignore the so-called face... The position of the concubine of the God of Killing King is so attractive!

But why can't she feel it? What kind of concubines are all over the world. Even if she becomes his concubine, with his temperament, she may not be able to get any love or happiness. She will just live alone and live a lonely life.

After waiting for nearly two hours, the sun also came out.

On the Qiqi period, I looked at the stage where there were people playing the piano with the sun. I curled my lips and walked forward. When I got closer, I saw the girl playing the piano sweating on her forehead and her face turned red. I guess the lady from a family is used to being unable to bask in the sun...

Indeed, it didn't take long to make a "bang" and the piano player fell down!

Heat stroke...

There were still a few women around who were waiting to go up to perform and exclaimed. Seeing this, the guards on the field had to lift the person down.

For a moment, the stage and the stage became in chaos.

On the Qi day of the lunar month, he pulled a few corners of his clothes, stroked the folds, and then slowly walked up the stairs next to the Dahong Platform.

Everyone's eyes were immediately sucked, wearing white clothes, as if they brought a breeze to this hot day. Seeing her forgetting the heat, her face was oscillated and her skin was as creamy as oil.

On the seventh day of the lunar month, he stood on stage and smiled, and Ruyu's voice said to the man who was in charge of the overall situation: "Can you not be able to play the piano?"

"Yes!!" The man didn't say anything, but the people watching the show were constantly speaking.

"Why can't dance?"

"Can!"

“Can’t sing?”

"Can……"

"Can't write poetry?"

The more I asked the seventh day of the lunar month, the man who was in charge of the situation could no longer watch it, so he stepped forward and said, "Then the girl can perform whatever she knows."

"Anything is OK?"
Chapter completed!