After I picked up a dragon

Chapter 62 I like the one in the picture book of Si Mingxianjun

Hearing the little kingfisher's words, Shen Zhizhi thought for a while, she remembered that it was indeed held in Qianshan once before.

However, she vaguely remembered that the sacrificial ceremony was extremely simple because of the patriarch's grandfather's retreat, which was far less lively and grand than it is today.

In addition, she was still immersed in the beautiful fantasy of ascending to a fairy a hundred years ago, and had not experienced the heavy blows of 37 catastrophes, and she was even less concerned about this kind of monster race.

So all in all she didn't really look at it last time.

"It's the first time I've seen it too!"

The little girl's voice was soft and delicate, returning lightly and shallowly.

"Zhizhi, look, look!"

The little bird on the slender shoulders suddenly raised its voice, shouting excitedly.

Shen Zhizhi followed everyone's gaze, his autumn pupils slightly dilated, and he opened his mouth in surprise.

In front of the ancient altar, all the demons retreated one after another, leaving a large space in the center.

And as the crowd receded, Kong Sang, who was wearing a solemn black robe, was slowly approaching.

Although he had faded away from the bright red clothes he wore yesterday, his delicate and beautiful appearance still stood out in the crowd.

He was dressed in a gorgeous thick black robe, and the golden patterns on the cuffs and waist were faintly glowing, outlining his entire aura. Yesterday's elegant and lazy demeanor had been completely overwhelmed by the fierce aura. crushed.

All the monsters present were overwhelmed by this momentum. As Kong Sang walked towards the center step by step, the nearby monsters were all in a deep crawling state.

When she got to the front of Shen Zhizhi, she looked around, and all the little demons nearby had bowed down, only she was still standing.

The corners of the pink skirt fluttered with the cold wind, like a delicate flower drifting away, out of place with the surroundings.

"Miss Zhizhi, you don't need to be too polite."

"As you wish."

Suddenly hearing the secret voice of Young Master Kongsang, Shen Zhizhi's heart skipped a beat.

Just now, when Kong Sang passed by her, his body paused slightly, and he could see her panicked appearance, and her appearance of not kneeling with the Yaozu people.

But to Shen Zhizhi's surprise, the young master did not feel any displeasure, and instead sent a message to her in a secret voice.

Shen Zhizhi's heart suddenly warmed up. Although this young master seemed a little difficult to get along with, he was still a nice person!

"Zhizhi, what are you looking at?"

Xiao Cui, who had been secretly hiding behind her just now, poked her head out. He was forced by Kong Sang's aura and did not dare to fly too high, so he had to secretly stand behind Shen Zhizhi's ear and whisper.

"I just saw you staring at the young master."

"You won't fall in love with this young master!"

"Zhizhi, don't be too hard on yourself, you are going to become a fairy in the future, you must never be in love with immortals!"

Hearing the little kingfisher's cannon-like words, Shen Zhizhi's tender face turned half red.

It's not from embarrassment, it's completely from the strange brain circuit of this little bird.

"I do not have."

Shen Zhizhi's clear eyes widened suddenly, a pair of thin and long eyelashes pointed towards a small brush.Angrily, she tapped Xiao Cui's little head vigorously with Bai Nen Xianxia's finger.

When she turned around, the jade bell worn on her waist gave off a faint blue light and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"What are you thinking?"

"Zhizhi, do you really not like him? After all, this young master is the most beautiful demon I have ever seen."

Xiao Cui, who had been poked in the head for no reason, curled her lips, complaining dissatisfiedly.

"No," Shen Zhizhi covered his mouth with one hand and explained in a low voice.

"Then let me ask you, what do you like?"

"If I like it,"

Shen Zhizhi lowered his eyes and thought about it carefully, for a while it seemed that he really couldn't think of what type he liked.However, in the past few years, she really likes to read the picture books written by Xianjun Si Ming.

She deliberated for a while, then said softly:
"If I say I like it, I like the one in Si Ming's painting book the most, that kind of fairy."

"The Immortal Monarch of the Nine Heavens?"

"Yes, just like what the painting book said, it's called Immortal Qi Ling Ran, Meaningful and Elegant."

　Si Ming (wiping sweat): In fact, in fact, the immortals in the picture book are all based on Rong Qing’s Shangxian as the prototype QAQ
　　
　
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