The audience was crowded with people, and it was probably because of the news that many of them were people from the martial arts world with swords.

When he heard this, the lower part exploded, "With both civil and military affairs? Is it even more literary?"

Most of the people who come here are martial arts people who are not knowledgeable about literature. Isn’t this a embarrassment?

Murong Wu is the eldest master of the Murong family, and he bows his hands with a smile on his face.

"Yes, my little sister has loved studying since she was a child and hopes to marry a husband who is both civil and military."

The woman in purple walked forward with a blessed look and said in a sweet voice, "Murong Qingqing is polite, please join us."

He has a delicate figure, picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and a sweet voice, making him look more like a lady from a wealthy family.

The men's eyes were straightened, and their eyebrows and figure were clearly beautiful.

"Since Miss Murong is coming out, why don't people admire your peerless style?"

The woman smiled, "It was Murong Qingqing who was rude."

She took off the veil generously, and there was a sensation of air conditioning at the scene.

Bright eyes and white teeth, skin as snow, a light smile, stunning the audience.

In the restaurant opposite, Lin Lang, dressed in men's clothing, poked her head out and looked at the woman curiously.

Beauty is beautiful, but lacks a sense of aura.

Dugu Ye stood beside her, looked at her slightly, not paying attention to the so-called beauty in the world.

There are too many people, so he doesn't want his wife to squeeze in with those people.

In his eyes, his wife is the most beautiful woman, and no one can compare to it.

There was a boiling sound, and everyone praised loudly, "It's so beautiful, the most beautiful woman in the world is well-deserved."

"Miss Murong, you can be the queen with such beauty in the palace."

Dugu Ye frowned slightly, and he didn't like hearing such words the most.

Murong Qingqing blushed slightly, looking shy and sweet.

"The royal family is too high and cannot be reached. I only want the good man to be one's heart and one's heart. I wish to be a bird with wings in the sky and a branch on the ground."

He was quite self-aware, Dugu Ye played with his wife's little hand, glanced casually, and his eyes were fixed.

Hey, what a familiar figure.

Those men were foolish and kept saying frankly, as if they didn't have money, "What a clean and sanitary woman with high character. Just this kind of unvain character is far above others, and she can be called the No. 1 talented woman in Qin."

Someone was stunned for a moment, "Isn't the most talented woman in Qin the crown princess? When did the person change?"

Is this trying to compete with the Crown Princess?

What a joke, Qingquan Villa is not only a powerful force, but it is just a gangster. How can it compare to the royal family?

The man who was obsessed with Murong Qingqing shouted, "Is Miss Murong still worse than the Crown Princess? If the timing was not good, Miss Murong would be sitting on the phoenix throne today."

What the hell is this?

Linlang's smile faded and she felt a little unhappy.

Murong Qingqing was proud of her heart, but she did not dare to reveal it. It was a crime to discuss the Crown Princess in public.

"Don't say that. The Crown Princess is outstanding in her talent, and I admire her very much."

He said that he admired him, but his expression was faint and he was not convinced.

"You are modest, and the real talented woman should be like you."

Murong Qingqing smiled slightly, smiling reservedly and proudly.

Linlang was originally watching the show, but he was speechless when he saw this.

What's the point? She actually gained popularity with her reputation and had such a big face.

No matter how far away the world is, it is the world of Qin.

Is the shore of the world the king's land?

The Qin State's surname is Dugu, not Murong.

She was unhappy and her impression of Murong Qingqing plummeted.

The people below are still praising, "According to me, there is no need to compete for this No. 1 talented woman in Qin. Miss Murong should be the No. 1 talented woman in the world and the No. 1 beauty in the world."

Men love to show their gratitude to beauties.

Murong Qingqing just took this trick, the more reserved he was, "I dare not take it."

Suddenly, an impatient voice sounded, "When will I still have to compare? Is it better to compare? Even if I brag about it, I will still have to see the true seal."

A handsome young man stood in the box opposite, his eyebrows were disdainful and his expression was cold.

The clothes are simple, but the jade pendant on the waist is flawless and priceless.

There was a sense of dignity and elegance in his every move, which made people dare not look directly at him.

Murong Qingqing was stunned, then smiled open, and a hint of pride flashed in her eyes.

Are you eager to go on stage to compete? This man looks pretty and doesn't know how good he is.

Someone was unhappy and said sarcastically, "Young Master, don't worry, the beauty is here. As long as your performance is in the eyes of the beauty, you will naturally have a chance."

The noble young master sneered, his chin raised high, "Your dog eyes are blind, how can a lowly woman in the world deserve this young master?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

Is this here to ruin the situation?

Murong Qingqing's smile froze and his face looked ugly.

Her admirers naturally did not allow others to slander her, and they all jumped out to accuse her.

"What did you say? You dare to be rude to Miss Murong?"

The noble young master glanced casually, "The maids in my house are much more beautiful than her, and only some who have never seen the world will hold the woman who cannot stand on the table to heaven."

The noble atmosphere from the inside out has made many people unable to speak and dare not offend him easily.

Is the maid more beautiful than the most beautiful woman in the world? I can’t imagine it at all.

Murong Qingqing felt humiliated and turned a pretty face away, refusing to pay attention to him.

Murong Wu had to step forward and asked politely, "Young master, may I ask my surname and name? What kind of hatred does it have with me Qingquan Villa?"

It’s because this young man is very imposing and not from an ordinary person. If he had changed to an ordinary person, he would have drew his sword and swung it.

The noble prince was arrogant and rude, "Qingquan Villa? I don't deserve to have a grudge against me."

Murong Wu was so angry that he was so angry. Is this going to go against the entire Qingquan Villa?

You know, his master is the world's number one swordsman, and he is invincible in the world.

This is also the real reason why Qingquan Villa has climbed up step by step.

"Who are you? Sign up."

The noble young master seemed to hate the people in Qingquan Villa very much, and he was so arrogant, "You don't deserve to know."

Murong Wu also has a temper, with a stern face and glaring at him, "Since that's the case, why do you have to go on stage to compete?"

The noble young master raised his eyebrows slightly and asked strangely, "When did I say I want to go to the stage? Which ear did you hear it?"

Well, everyone is so embarrassed, aren't they here to compete?

He is self-indulgent, but he doesn't have that intention at all.

"Then what are you doing?"

The noble young master was arrogant and arrogant, "This is much more interesting than the drama arranged in the Liyuan Garden. Don't worry, as long as it is exciting, I will reward you."

This is a good thing to attract hatred.

In his eyes, the tricks of these people in the world are no different from those of actors singing.
Chapter completed!