Everyone had long been frightened by Ye Huanhuan's bald appearance, and now they saw that face that was so ugly that they didn't know how to describe it. Lei was dumbfounded!
"ah!"
Even the brave ones were so frightened that they screamed!
"Let me go, Ye Huanhuan, do you have a pig on your face?"
Xia Zhimeng's eyes widened and she asked loudly.
I saw Ye Huanhuan's colorful face, using a kind of black paint to outline a strange image. If you look closely, it looks like a pig.
Bald head, but a pig on the face?
What kind of artistic skills do you have to design such a masterpiece that is so shocking that ghosts and gods are weeping?
Ye Qingran wanted to remind her that that was Peppa Pig!
Ye Huanhuan was knocked to the ground by the huge force. The pain was so painful that she didn't even realize that her 'grand beauty' was no longer a secret.
Ye Huanhuan bared her teeth, remembering that others were not as twists and turns as she was when they drew their swords, and how come all kinds of things happened to her, with strong winds and strong force, so she became furious and asked: "Master Imperial Master, are you doing this on purpose?
Fix me!"
The Imperial Master couldn't bear to look at her, "Teaching you? Are you worthy of it?"
Fu San smiled coldly: "Miss Ye Er, you don't draw the sword like this! If you don't know how to draw the sword, go to the Xuanyuan Sword Sect and learn it hard. If it doesn't work, aren't there your senior brothers and sisters here? You can do it on the spot.
Please teach them. Don’t be stupid yourself, and you may end up wronging us adults!”
Ye Huanhuan was choked by what Fu San said.
Emperor Dong Lin had a displeased look on his face. He said in a deep voice: "Ye Huanhuan, what's your attitude? Why are you talking to the Imperial Preceptor?" He and the Imperial Preceptor must speak respectfully. Who gave Ye Huanhuan the courage?
"But..." Ye Huanhuan wanted to defend herself.
"Huanhuan, that's enough!" Ling Qingwu shouted in a deep voice.
Ye Huanhuan's behavior just now has disgraced the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. The Imperial Master's men were right. Ye Huan's use of such brute force to draw the sword was a stupid act. If she continues to quibble, she will lose face.
It's their faces!
Ye Huanhuan had no choice but to give up reluctantly.
At this time, Mrs. Zhao hurriedly got up and came over, picked up the cloak and the veil that were floating away on the ground, and put them on Ye Huanhuan. Ye Huanhuan looked at the cloak and veil in Zhao's hand, and then realized that the veil had left just now.
Her face!
Doesn't that mean that her face was not covered by a veil just now?
Everyone has seen her appearance?
Ye Huanhuan covered her face in fear. When she touched the uneven touch without any hindrance, she almost fainted as if she had been struck by lightning.
If it was just her bald head that was seen by others, she could barely accept it, but when the stunning appearance that she was so proud of turned into a horrible appearance and was seen by others, she might as well die!
The mocking eyes around her made Ye Huanhuan feel like a thorn in her back. She was greatly stimulated!
In her anger, she suddenly pointed at Ye Qingran like crazy.
"Ye Qingran, it's all because of you!"
That ferocious posture, combined with the extremely ugly appearance, was like a vicious ghost seeking life, which shocked everyone.
In everyone's impression, Ye Huanhuan has always been dignified and elegant, especially since she has an extremely beautiful face and has the aura of genius.
Her performance today was really shocking, making people wonder if the Ye Huanhuan they saw before was an illusion?
Ye Qingran smiled calmly and said, "Ye Huanhuan, what are you doing? You can't pull it out yourself, are you angry and blaming me?"
Ye Huanhuan gritted his teeth, "Do you know what I'm talking about?! I'm like this all because of you!"
Ye Qingran said with a smile: "What does it have to do with you becoming like this? You can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense. Do you have any evidence?"
Seeing Ye Qingran's calm look, Ye Huanhuan was so angry that she made a loud crunching sound with her hands, wanting to go up and strangle her to death!
Zhao Yan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly flashed her eyes, left her position, went up to pull Ye Huanhuan, and whispered a few words in her ear, and Ye Huanhuan gradually calmed down.
She glared at Ye Qingran fiercely, put on her cloak and veil, and then returned to her seat.
"Miss Ye, do you want to come up and try?"
Fu San asked with a smile.
Ye Qingran raised his eyebrows and said, "I'd better forget it. I'm afraid that there will be a strong wind and blow my clothes away. Wouldn't I be embarrassed?"
Fu San's mouth twitched.
It seems that Miss Ye is still very defensive towards his family lord.
"Don't worry, Miss Ye, this is really a simple sword..."
Ye Qingran squinted his eyes and heard the meaning of Fu San's words, and asked: "Really?" His eyes drifted to the Imperial Master who was sitting lazily.
The Imperial Master said angrily: "Really!"
After receiving the National Preceptor's promise, Ye Qingran was eager to give it a try.
"As a gentleman says, a horse cannot be chased. If you lie to me, you are just a puppy!" Ye Qingran even stood up, but still added uneasily.
puppy?
Hiss~
Everyone took a breath and couldn't help but admire Ye Qingran's courage, daring to call the Imperial Master a puppy in public!
However, what shocked them even more was that the Imperial Master was not annoyed at all and even showed a bewildered smile.
Puppy?
I don’t know why, even the curse words coming out of this woman’s mouth are extremely cute!
The Imperial Master looked at the wary-looking woman, feeling angry and amused.
Ye Qingran moved lightly and came to the imperial sword.
At close range, she could feel the power of the imperial sword even more. There seemed to be a slight sourceless wind blowing around the sword, and bursts of invisible sword energy surrounded it. She could not see it but could feel it. When it touched the sword energy flow,
A slight tingling sensation was felt on the skin.
"It is indeed a peerless sword!"
But, the National Preceptor just took out such a good thing casually?
Is he generous or stupid?
Never mind!
Anyway, she will decide on this sword!
Ye Qingran is bound to win!
When everyone saw Ye Qingran going up to try to draw the sword, they actually didn't have any hope.
After all, Ling Qingwu and several other disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect all returned without success. If Ye Qingran had no spiritual roots and was not a swordsman, how could he have the confidence to pull out an emperor-level sword?
"Queen, do you think Ye Qingran is okay?" Emperor Dong Lin looked at Queen Gu with a smile and asked. He couldn't help but think of the heroic female goddess of war in his mind.
Yun Suifeng was a good swordsman back then!
Her daughter shouldn't be any worse off, right?
Queen Gu was extremely disdainful, but she had a dignified expression on her face, "Your Majesty, in my opinion, Ye Qingran may not be able to pull it out!" Ye Qingran, a loser, still wants to pull out the sword? What are you doing?
What about daydreaming?
"Father, if Ye Qingran can pull out this sword, I will..."
"What do you think? Thirteenth Princess, how about this? If I pull out this sword, how about you slap yourself in front of everyone?"
"Ye Qingran, what did you say?!" The Thirteenth Princess stood up.
"Princess, don't you believe that I can pull out this sword? Then I will make this bet with you, do you dare to take it?"
"What if you lose?"
"If I lose, how about I match you up with the National Preceptor?"
Ye Qingran raised his chin and pointed at the Imperial Master.
this…
Fu San lowered his head.
You don't need to look to know that your Majesty must be furious at this moment and want to strangle Miss Ye to death.
The Imperial Master sat up straight, and he was really furious at the moment. He couldn't believe his ears. This damn woman actually pushed him to another woman?!