Miss Ye’s name is Ting, young and young. There is no joy or sorrow on her beautiful and charming face. She holds a pair of jade hands lightly and her eyes keep patrolling the crowd. When she sees a few gorgeously dressed young people, she can’t help but frown. Among them, there are people who have mentioned kinship, the son of the Prime Minister of Tiandu, Guan Mu, the second prince of Yunluo, and Xu Hark, the general Xiuming of the Rakshasa Kingdom... These people participated in this kind of kinship recruitment regardless of their identities. Ye Ting was not afraid of them, but with them, the kinship recruitment would not be so smooth. I’m afraid they were here to make trouble.
Ye Ting had no joy or sorrow on the surface, but this kind of marriage recruitment was not what he thought. She always wanted to find someone she liked to stay with her for the rest of her life, but her parents did not give him such a chance, so she could only accept her fate. However, no matter what, she still had to make a serious choice. After all, this was related to her life, so everyone present would not escape her eyes. There were also many good-looking people in the field, but they were taken by her at first glance, because those people only had a handsome face, and there was no way to talk about anything else.
Another handsome face came into his eyes, Ye Ting paused for a moment. If it weren't for the knife mark, this face would have been perfect. The most important thing is that this person has a temperament that no one else has. However, when Ye Ting saw those eyes, she couldn't help but shivered and moved her eyes down the next person without hesitation, because those eyes were too cold, as if everyone was just dead in his eyes.
Another person came into view. This person looked very ordinary, but his unique temperament made him look different, clear and natural, and felt like a small river in the mountains, carrying a huge sword on his back. He was obviously a cultivator. Ye Ting had already recorded him and continued to look at the next one...
After patrolling the field for a while, Ye Ting also found several unique people. Among them was an extremely handsome Western man. He knew at a glance that he was a cultivator who practiced fighting spirit. A seemingly weak scholar, but it made people feel that he was a man with a strong appearance. He was a man holding a knife in his left hand. When he saw him, he seemed to see the sunshine...
Most of these people are cultivators, which made Ye Ting wonder, because she is also a cultivator. Youlan Kingdom is a small country. Although there are many people coming and going, most of them are merchants. Ye Ting saw many cultivators today. From the perspective of feeling, something must have happened in Youlan Kingdom, and it was a major thing. Otherwise, it would not have attracted so many cultivators to come to this remote small country at the same time. Another possibility is that she came just to attract a kiss. Of course, Ye Ting would not think so. Even if she is narcissistic, she would not have raised herself to such a high point. There was a woman who completely surpassed her at the scene, and this person was Jinling.
When he saw Jinling, Ye Ting was obviously stunned. Jinling's beauty completely surpassed her. Although she seemed to be hip-hop and laughing, her temperament was unmatched. Jinling gave her the feeling that she was a girl in the sunshine and the elf of nature, transcending nature and blending into nature. However, the immature face was unblocked. Although she was of the same age, Ye Ting knew that her mood was no worse than those elders. Although she was only eighteen years old, she would never be as immature as Jinling.
Among the people chosen by Ye Ting, Qi Tian also included, and the one who made her feel the most different was Qi Tian.