Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

Chapter 763 Princess Qingcheng, the mysterious visitor (2)
"Take it!" Zi Xie waved happily to let people take it down, without any hint of politeness, "I want to thank the Lord on behalf of the king."

Mother said, don't want nothing, just want as much as you can!Since it's a good thing, if people dare to give it away, why wouldn't he dare to accept it?
"As long as the city lord likes it." Guangming Shengzi handed the long black lacquer box into the hands of the young servant who came forward, flicking his sleeve robe, his slender fingers like jade gently wiped away the edge of the sleeve because he was holding it. A few folds.

Zi Xie raised his eyebrows and smiled, his small face blooming like a flower, "Please!"

The clear and crisp voice, slightly immature, is resounding, and the majesty of the king is born with it.

The people above the seats below almost all kept their eyes open.

If it is really a legendary mysterious beast in a hardened form, and still has the heart of a child, as long as it makes him happy, then he can talk about anything. However, looking at the situation now, the Bright Holy Soul Palace seems to have something to do with the City of Thunder and Punishment.

Guangming Shengzi nodded lightly, and slowly moved towards the seat in front of the right, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

But Ling Wushuang turned a deaf ear to the whispers of the people around him, and played with the black wine bottle with his fingertips, his eyes lightly resting on the back of the Son of Light.

The hair is tied in a silver crown, and the long black waterfall-like hair is loosely buttoned up. It hangs down to the waist, and complements the arc of the silver mask exposed on his side face. A moon robe and gown outlines his long figure. It was perfect.

He behaved strangely, the moment he swung his robe and took his seat, he raised his head, his gaze swept around inadvertently, and happened to meet Ling Wushuang's unscrupulous searching gaze.

With a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, the knuckles of his slender fingers were as transparent as ice, and he also raised his glass to Ling Wushuang. Through a mask as thin as cicada's wings, his face was like a dream.

Ling Wushuang raised his eyebrows, smiled lightly, retracted his gaze, and drank the wine bottle in his hand.

The body shape, temperament, and all aspects are completely different. She can be sure that she has never met him before, but the breath of this person makes her very uncomfortable. Moreover, she seems to have felt this breath around the tomb in the sky.

The aura of the Holy Son of Light is very cold, but it is not like Lou Junyan's arrogance and naturalness, who looks down on the sky and I am my respect, nor is it Ouyang Qianze's coldness like a banished fairy, as indifferent as a spring in a deep valley, but a This kind of stagnant water has no waves, looking around the world, it seems that no one or anything can catch his eyes!
Yunchen's eyes darkened, and he leaned into Ling Wushuang's ear, "Princess, it is said that this holy son of light is the youngest disciple of Sheng Yinxiu, and it is said that his face was ruined by someone during his cultivation. He has been covering his face with silver wings since he was born, and he has been retreating in Heishuiya for ten years, and after the death of the previous Holy Son, he took over, which was about a month ago."

Although the outside world doesn't know much about these ancient forces, or even know nothing about them, the current Peak of the Sun has slowly extended its hands to many ancient forces. To get such news, it is not a big deal for Yunchen. not difficult.

Knowing yourself and knowing your enemy can help you win a hundred battles.

Ling Wushuang slowly nodded without squinting, looked back and secretly crossed Yunchen's eyes, and whispered, "This one is not simple."

This Holy Son of Light is not at the same level as the one who appeared in the Hammer of the Gods Fortress before, so it is difficult to deal with.

Yunchen nodded secretly, the calmer and more harmless a person is, the more he must be careful. Thinking of this, Yunchen glanced at his own princess who was smiling like a flower in front of him, and then looked at the bright eyes above him, very harmless Zixie, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that his cognition was very reasonable.

"The envoy of Wind and Snow Forging Sword City has arrived!"

Another shout came from outside the hall, and as the time approached the start of the banquet, various forces arrived one after another.

Ling Wushuang's eyes lit up immediately, and she turned to look outside the dimly lit hall.

Of course Ling Wushuang knew that the possibility of it being Ling Hao was almost zero. If nothing unexpected happened, it should be Ouyang Qianze. In this case, if there is a chance, maybe he could ask his parents about the current situation, but, when it appeared later, The people who walked into the hall one after another surprised Ling Wushuang.

The one who started was a middle-aged man, dressed in navy blue, with a serious Chinese character face, who was not angry and prestige, and came slowly with steady and powerful steps.

The smile on Ling Wushuang's face remained unchanged, but he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed in his heart.

There was no Ouyang Qianze among the group in Fengxuezhujiancheng, but the middle-aged man Ling Wushuang who was the leader also had a relationship once. He appeared in the battle of Wangcheng and was called Uncle Qing by Ouyang Qianze. .

And the woman who is more dazzling than Uncle Qing and attracts more eyes is the woman next to him. The moment she appeared, she almost attracted the attention of everyone around her, especially some men, who almost lost their souls. Check it off.

The woman is roughly on the left and right, with pink clothes, peach blossoms pierced by gold needles falling all over the skirt, her hair is in a flying fairy bun, a golden chain pulls out a thin flower stamen, which hangs down in front of her fair forehead, pink lips, small Nose, eyes moist and shiny, walking slowly and obediently beside Uncle Qing.

Beautiful eyes looking forward, quiet as a virgin.

There is no doubt that this is a stunning woman who is hard to move.

She is beautiful, so beautiful that it makes one's heart tremble, like an elf born from the peach blossoms flying in the sky.

"Xiao Qing, the city of swords made by wind and snow, I wish the city lord a smooth ride through the thunder calamity. Congratulations." While everyone was dazed, Xiao Qing and the woman in pink beside him had already arrived in the middle of the main hall. While talking, Xiao Qing Qing waved for the people behind him to offer congratulatory gifts.

On top of his calm face, there is still a serious expression.

The woman in pink beside him also nodded and smiled lightly, and did not speak casually. The dimples on her cheeks almost made everyone around drunk, and they couldn't help but feel a wave of heart-scratching lungs.

If someone discerns carefully, they can find that she is somewhat similar to the woman in white on the left seat.

Zixie glanced at the treasures in the eye box, nodded slightly satisfied, raised her eyes to look at Xiao Qing, then turned her eyes around the faces of the people around him, then waved lazily, "You're welcome, please."

The congratulatory gift prepared by Fengxuezhujiancheng naturally caught everyone's eyes, and it is a treasure that is difficult to find outside. However, after the opening of the Heavenly God Halberd in the Bright Holy Soul Hall, the congratulatory gifts given out one after another were overshadowed.

These things are not as good as the woman in pink who keeps smiling.

"Who is that?"

"What a beautiful woman."

There were faint whispers among the people around, and they were very curious that there would be such a beautiful woman in Fengxuezhujian City.

"This..." Yunchen looked at the woman who happened to be seated next to them, and after glancing secretly at her face, he looked at Ling Wushuang who was in front of him, squirmed his lips, and wanted to speak And stop.

(End of this chapter)