Sang Luo raised his eyebrows when he heard this. The second person in the new generation of Tianshu Pavilion, Zhou Wenting?
After all, in less than a year, they would meet at the Seven Sects Conference. She didn't hesitate and introduced herself in a brief and shocking way.
"Xuan Yuan Zong, Sang Luo."
Zhou Wenting's eyes suddenly lit up. He stepped forward excitedly and looked her up and down. His voice was obviously higher and he said in surprise,
"Are you Sang Luo?! Xuan Yuan Zong Sang Luo?! That peerless genius who formed elixirs at the age of sixteen?!"
Sang Luo listened with a trace of surprise in his eyes. He didn't expect that he was so famous. He also had a look of surprise on his face.
"Is this what the outside world says about me?"
She is so famous!
Young Genius, wow, what a great title!
she likes!
Zhou Wenting kept nodding his head, as if he was pounding garlic.
"Yes, the best fire spirit root, a direct disciple of the Changli Sword Master, who formed an elixir at the age of sixteen, and is also the master of the Fengli Sword. He is a direct descendant of the Sang family, and ranks third in the beauty rankings!"
After all, Sang Luo was still a little girl. When she heard that she was so famous, she was so happy that her tail almost reached the sky.
At this time, Zhou Wenting sighed and said with regret,
"I think if you didn't have a good-for-nothing fiancé and let everyone know about it, you would be ranked first in the beauty rankings. These days, everyone doesn't like female nuns who are married."
Those two people in front of me are simply taking advantage of being single!
Sang Luo: "..."
Chu. Useless fiance. Yan Shu: "..."
Zhou Wenting's eyes sparkled with gossip, and he had no idea that he was not very familiar with Sang Luo.
"Did you call off the marriage? Did your good-for-nothing fiancé named Chu give up on it?"
"I heard that he went to Xuanyuan Sect to find you some time ago. How shameless!"
"Have you canceled the marriage? If so, I will help you spread the word and ensure that you continue to rise in the beauty rankings!"
Sang Luo looked at Chu Yanshu beside him and remained silent for a moment.
"You should have given up on the difficulty."
Chu Yan denied it expressionlessly in writing,
"not at all."
This time it was Sang Luo's turn to be silent.
But Zhou Wenting didn't notice anything was wrong at all, and even looked at Chu Yanshu with satisfaction,
"Didn't you give up? Did you know Sang Luo's good-for-nothing fiancé? Is he as ugly as the rumors say, not only has low talent but is also a dwarf with a pockmarked face?"
"???"
Pockmarked face?
Shorty??!
Sang Luo clearly noticed that Chu Yanshu's beautiful peach blossom eyes narrowed, and the usually calm young man had a trace of anger on him.
"This is her good-for-nothing fiancé, the Chu family, Chu Yanshu!"
Zhou Wenting immediately wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into, but fortunately, the more than a year he spent wandering outside made him thick-skinned.
The young man laughed twice,
"Ah, Brother Chu is such a talented person, it seems that this rumor is more like a rumor."
Damn it, who spread this rumor!
You’ve grown up like this, why are you so ugly?!
As for the little dwarf with a pockmarked face, what the hell is that?!
Depend on!
The society is dead!
Is this a rumor spread by those fanatical male fans of Sang Luo?
Zhou Wenting wanted to die, but he still forced himself to pretend to be indignant.
"Someone must be jealous of Brother Chu, you and Sang Luolang are talented and beautiful, so they spread rumors to smear you!"