It was almost time for the start, and a man rushed in in a hurry. He laughed as soon as he entered the door, "Almost late, just right, just right."
Everyone laughed and said, "Zhang Yang, if you want to be a follower of Fairy Han, you can't do that."
"Tch, I just comforted the admirers outside, so I wasted some time."
One of the Eight Sages, Mad Saint Zhang Yang, was always so exaggerated, and everyone laughed. This guy claimed to be the most handsome guy in the Great Zhou Dynasty and a friend of women.
Not to mention that his bohemian and unrestrained taste is also unique, and it is said that he ranks among the top five among the boudoirs.
After looking at all the places, only Wang Meng's place still had a place. Usually someone would definitely make room for him, but today, don't count on it. Everyone had their heads sharpened and moved forward.
In full view of everyone, Zhang Yang sat down next to Wang Meng, "Brother, are you the famous Wang Meng?"
Wang Meng smiled and said, "I am Wang Meng."
Zhang Yang looked at Wang Meng and said, "Ahem, although I claim to be invincible in popularity, we still keep a little distance. You are the public enemy of girls and you are too evil.
Zhang Yang actually moved his butt as he spoke. It seemed that Wang Zhenren was too radiant and tyrannical.
I thought that would be the end of it, but Zhang Yang smiled: "Actually, I still admire you a little bit. You know, I Zhang Yang make it my mission to have all the beauties in the world like me. Unfortunately, I can't do it all, but you did it."
·····Although it makes all the beauties hate you, it is still the limit, I admire you."
Wang Meng couldn't laugh or cry. He didn't expect Zhang Yang to laugh at him. However, Wang Meng could feel that this guy was not entirely sarcastic, but actually had a bit of admiration in him.
"Really? I'm very optimistic about Brother Zhang. Your character is very lovable, and it will come true sooner or later."
"Haha, buddy, although your reputation is not very good, you have a good eye, and you speak well... However, don't tell people that you know me well when you go out, in case a beautiful woman hears it..." Sooner or later, this day
, I’m afraid it’s far away.”
At his core, Zhang Yang is a person who doesn't care about anything.
The dojo is very lively. It's not like this. It's hard for everyone to get together. The five beauties are about to expire, so they have to comment. The same goes for girls. Ji Shuangtian, Yan Luo, Zhang Yang and other handsome guys of various types, usually
But there is no such good opportunity.
"Fairy Han has arrived..."
The guard outside the door shouted, Damn, his voice was shaking. Is that the case?
In an instant, the only sound left in the entire dojo was the sound of exhalation, and everyone looked towards the entrance of the dojo.
I saw a group of disciples from the Royal Dojo marching in proudly, and a few meters behind them, a woman dressed in snow walked up.
The moment her figure appeared in the dojo, even the sound of breathing stopped.
Wang Meng smiled lightly and withdrew his mind from the Five Elements Spiritual Bracelet, looking up at Han Chuxue who was approaching.
She is like a gentle breeze, as if just looking at her can make you forget all your worries. Beautiful and beautiful, all the words are not enough to describe one ten thousandth of her appearance.
Liuyun steps lightly, and the corners of her skirt sway. You can see a pair of delicate jade feet peeking out from the corners of her skirt from time to time, but without shoes or socks. It looks like she is walking, but in fact, these pink feet do not touch the ground, but are floating in the air.
, this is the custom of the saint girl of the Tianling tribe. For her, shoes and socks are a symbol of bondage.
Worldly beauty has its limits, but this kind of ethereal and pure temperament is something that no one can possess. Possessing this kind of beauty is a sin.
There were two followers parked not far from Han Chuxue, one of whom was Mulholland Drive. Apparently many people present were extremely envious of Mulholland Drive.
There was a brief silence, and several screams sounded in the dojo.
The leader was none other than the tenth princess, Ji Jin'er. Her eyes were full of deep admiration, and the little princess was also a sweetheart.
"Fairy Han! Fairy Han!"
This cry made everyone let out a long breath smoothly, all kinds of blazing eyes looked at Han Chuxue, and there was a roaring applause and a roar of joy.
Yuan Juhuo, Ni Yong and other young heroes also showed their obsession. If it is said that there are only two or three people who can maintain their clarity.
The eyes of brothers Wang Ang and Wang Hantian are about to pop out. Wang Ang's fists are clenched tightly, with desire, strong desire. If he can get this woman, everything will be worth it, and any ascension will be just a cloud.
.
Ji Ruyan also had something in mind. She was actually the same as Meng Ningzi, and they were not much inferior in appearance. However, Han Chuxue's pure and ethereal temperament could not be helped. Zhan Yingluo's skin was snow-white, and so was Han Chuxue's.
The same whiteness, the same tenderness, Zhan Yingluo makes people want to play with and caress her, and Han Chuxue is really pure and clear. If she caressed her, it would be a kind of stain, which makes people unbearable. If she really holds it in her mouth, she is afraid of melting. It is a kind of care.
Everyone will feel helpless.
Han Chuxue smiled faintly and stopped.
She had long been accustomed to such attention, and there was no fluctuation in her heart until she felt a very special gaze.
Wang Meng was really surprised.
That was a girl, also dressed in white and with bare feet, who single-handedly created the glory of the Star Alliance, without leaving any trace behind.
"We will meet again."
Wang Meng really didn't think too much, but at this moment, they really met again.
Is this the truth about Jiuzhongtian's physique?
Han Chuxue is the reincarnation of the Star Alliance Saint Xiaozhen. The Xiaoqian Realm is low in level, but it is just a life mark, a life wheel, a starting point difference in fate, and each has its own qualifications. If you can get a higher starting point, Xiaoqian
The definition may be more tyrannical.
Among them, there are two great holy bodies that actually top the three realms, Akito's Holy Light Demonic Body and Saint's Nine Heavens.
Holy Light Demon Collapse actually controls Yin and Yang, and the origin of its power is chaos. Chaos turns into Yin and Yang, and Yin and Yang turns into the five elements. In fact, the level of Mingren's control is higher. The reason for its defeat is that Wang Meng's Qiankun Dragon Yin Yue was too against the sky.
It has reached the limit of the Small Thousand Realm, and Mingren has now ascended, and the boundaries have been broken. If they meet again, can Wang Meng still defeat Mingren?
neither knows.
The other one is the saint's ninth-level constitution, which controls the order of the future. At the same time, she can escape reincarnation and predict her own destiny. The saint predicted that the two of them are still meeting each other. This is fate.
The power of order is the controller of order.
Wang Meng smiled. It was such a wonderful feeling to meet an old friend in a foreign land and he was not alone.
Everyone in the dojo could only breathe, immersed in the beauty of Han Chuxue.
Xiao Jin'er blinked her eyes, maybe because she is young and girls wake up faster, "Seventh Sister, who is Fairy Han looking at?"
"Don't talk nonsense!" Sometimes, Ji Ruyan really wanted to sew Jin'er's mouth shut with a needle.
"But...she seems to be staring at the back in a daze."
Xiao Jin'er is the most honest... Well, lying should only be done once in a while... maybe two, three or four times!
Xiao Jin'er's voice was not deliberately lowered. Although the ashram was large, the people sitting in this ashram were all monks. How could they not be heard?
If you look carefully, Fairy Han is indeed staring at someone...
Then look along Fairy Han's line of sight...
Zhang Yang, one of the Eight Saints?
Zhang Yang's eyes widened, yes, it was his direction, God, you finally saw how handsome I am!