Those who were jealous of her called her mean and said she brought it upon herself.
But no matter what the outside world says, all this is enough to prove how charming Qiao Wantang is.
Her attraction to men is unique.
Some good people therefore compiled a "Luo Shen List" specifically based on the appearance of women in the fairy world, and Qiao Wantang firmly ranked second.
Above her is Wenren Siyu, who is naturally charming, has a charming body, and has even cultivated a "charming heart".
"Suning..."
He murmured to himself, his red lips slightly parted.
Qiao Wantang wrapped herself tightly in the silk gauze that had been wetted by the spring water, and her slender legs crossed each other.
"What round is this?"
With her almond-shaped eyes slightly opened, she asked casually.
In the pavilion not far away, Jiang Changnian, who was personally here as a guest, was drinking tea by himself: "The sixth round."
Qiao Wantang's beautiful eyes flashed, and her delicate and flawless face showed a red color under the influence of the hot mist. "It's so powerful, I thought he couldn't survive the fifth round."
Jiang Changnian curled his lips and said in a mocking tone: "With the dragon and phoenix dharma, I have condensed the ninth-level immortal body, and I have been taught by Luo Chen, and my brother has inherited it."
"We are in the dust-free fairyland, and we are on the host's side."
"He has taken over all the time and place. If he can't survive the first five rounds, wouldn't he be a waste?"
Qiao Wantang looked angry and said: "How many years have you been practicing? How many years has Suning been practicing?"
"It's a full plan, but it's only been six months."
"It's not easy to win five games in a row. Anyway, I think he is very good."
Jiang Changnian turned the cup and said casually: "He won't get the regeneration pill until he reaches the end."
Qiao Wantang chuckled and said: "Suning's original intention was to relieve the resentment in his heart. He didn't want it to turn into obsession and stubbornly turn into an inner demon."
"Regeneration Pill, he doesn't need that thing at all."
Jiang Changnian said bluntly: "The hatred accumulated in his heart includes Wen Dian."
"The woman named Iron Mask..."
"Oh, it's not as simple as you see."
Qiao Wantang asked in astonishment: "Suning can't beat her?"
Jiang Changnian nodded solemnly and said: "Within fifty moves, we will definitely be defeated."
"Wow."
A woman with an exquisite and graceful body stood up from the couch, slowly sank into the hot spring, walked towards the pavilion and said, "How is this possible?"
"You also said that Suning's immortal body is at least ninth level."
"In a fight of the same realm, he might be at a disadvantage due to lack of combat experience."
"Well, I believe this."
"But if you want to defeat him within fifty moves, it will be impossible unless the opponent uses the third-grade True Immortal or above."
Jiang Changnian drank the tea in the cup, poured himself another cup and said, "The cold iron mask she wears on her face is no, it's a special mask made of unknown materials. On its surface, I can vaguely sense the movement of laws."
Qiao Wantang was taken aback and raised his jaw: "What did you say?"
"Law, the power of law? Isn't that a method only available to half-saints?"
"Why does a disciple of the Wen Palace, a first-class true immortal, get Duan Ziqian's protection?"
"Just for the regeneration elixir that was unknown 30,000 years ago if it could be derived?"
Jiang Changnian replied: "Outside the Demon Burial Mountains, my brother helped me understand the cycle of life and death."
"That battle almost completely completed the understanding of breaking through that I lacked."
"As long as I integrate the soul of Tantai Jinse in the small world of China, I can break through to the nineteenth level of true immortal at any time."
"My perception is that of the first person among the Half-Saints, so I can't be wrong."
"If not..."
She hesitated to speak, and said with a sigh: "I have arranged for people to investigate. Regarding Tiemian's true identity and her origin, I must find out everything."
Qiao Wantang stepped onto the stairs paved with white jade, walked along the winding path to the pavilion and said, "If it weren't for Suning, if it weren't for his causal connection with Lin'an, you would never appear in Shuiyun Fairyland today."
"Instead, I retreat in a forbidden place, integrate the insights provided by that ray of soul, and take advantage of the situation to break through the 19th level of the True Immortal."
Jiang Changnian said without hesitation: "Yes."
Qiao Wantang asked: "Are you planning to make a deal with Suning?"
"Hey, let me guess, something that would make my Nian'er put aside the opportunity to break through the situation and still want to inquire about it, hmm..."
"Is it Lin'an's nine-style semi-holy magical power?"
"its not right?"
"That, that, is the secret method of your Jiang Clan's Immortal Clan?"
Jiang Changnian didn't say a word, and immediately changed the subject and said: "Sister Wantang, although there are no men here and there are no admirers like you. But we still need to pay attention to the influence, such as getting dressed first."
Qiao Wantang covered her chest with her hands and said with a trembling smile: "We are both women, so I don't mind letting Nian'er look at her a few more times."
"You can make men in the Eight Hundred Immortals shudder, so can I."